Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

If you suddenly lose your memory and find that your brain is abnormally chaotic, no matter how hard you try to recall, it is blank, what kind of expression should you show at this time?

Fukami Ryui doesn't know what a normal person would do, but the strange thing is that she doesn't panic, it seems that this state of emptiness and bewilderment has been repeated countless times in her body, even though she has no memory, she subconsciously knows what to do. How to do it.

"I...it's fine." Fukami Liuyi raised her head and looked at the two men who looked exactly the same in front of her. Subconsciously, she remembered that this man's name was "Gojo Satoru", but what was the relationship between Gojo Satoru and her?

Head hurt again.

It was as if a powerful blender was spinning in his mind, completely messing up those bits and pieces of memory fragments. Originally, Fukami Liuyi could only rely on the meager potential impressions to dig out his own memories. stand up.

But even though the pain became more and more severe, Fukami Liuyi's expression was very calm, and there was nothing wrong with it - this seemed to be her instinctive protection of herself.

The young Gojo Satoru didn't seem to notice Fukami Ryuki's strangeness. After swallowing a piece of cream biscuit she stuffed, he continued to ask excitedly, "Ryui, is there any more?"

As he said that, before Fukami Ryuki could answer, this person tried to reach into her kimono lining pocket very self-consciously, and didn't think that there was anything wrong with his movements, but he still didn't touch Fukami Ryuki's lapel, his The hand was slapped away severely by the boy Gojo Goto beside him.

"Mine." The gazes of two super-sized white cats, one big and one small, collided in mid-air, and the younger one gritted its teeth with a distorted and fierce expression.Because he was concerned about not making Fukami Ryuki angry any more, he just opened his mouth and silently gestured, "The biscuit is for me."

What's rare is that the young Gojo Satoru didn't fight over this issue, and gave up the idea of ​​hunting for sweets as good as he could, and calmly hugged Fukami Ryuki a little tighter.

Young people, as expected, are still too short-sighted. They only see some benefits that are close at hand, but they don't know how to think long-term.What he lacks is that little sweet tooth, what he lacks is a lovely fiancee!

Anyway, with Liu Yi in his arms, who wants to fight for those one or two biscuits!

childish!

The young Gojo Satoru, who punched the air with his fist, looked at his grown-up self who couldn't hide the triumphant look on his face, and suddenly felt indescribably aggrieved.Although he didn't know why, but when the opponent gave in, he felt that he had lost.

After a while, the young Gojo Satoru discovered the problem dully: the cunning adult, although he gave up the ownership of the sweets, seemed to take the opportunity to hug Fukami Ryui with his hands on the back of his head On the ground, half-coaxed and half-deceived, she buried her whole face in her chest!

The high school student who lost a game: "?!! You let me go!"

"Hey, no, Liu Yichan doesn't have any objections." The adult teacher refused without hesitation, raising her eyebrows as if showing off, "Look, she's so good, she's motionless in my arms."

The young Gojo Gojo clenched his fists tightly and bit his cheek fiercely: "Why on earth did I grow up like you - why don't I just kill you here and start over?"

"No, no matter how much you dislike it, this is the reality. I advise you to accept it with gratitude. By the way, at your current level, if you want to kill me, you can dance the hula with Principal Night Moth Same, it’s an impossible event.”

There was another row.Is it really that fun to hurt yourself?

Seeing Liu Yi closing his eyes tiredly, leaning against the young man Wujo Satoru, this idea suddenly popped up in his mind, with helplessness that he couldn't even perceive.

In fact, the young man Gojo Satoru was right. Fukami Ryui didn’t reject this hug. Rather, she was glad that she was forced to be buried in the young man’s arms so that the two men couldn’t see her face. In this way, her painful expression due to memory confusion will not be exposed.

After the shackles on the soul were cut off, it brought her both relief and pain—because she was trapped in this different space for too long, and as the shackles failed, all the memories flooded in, Before regaining self-awareness, those unclear reincarnations gradually became clear.

Countless Zhoumu memories are superimposed, if placed on an ordinary person, it is enough to crush the spirit.

How many reincarnations she has gone through, and how many ten years of fixed life she has repeated, even she herself can't count.

The protective mechanism of the brain is automatically turned on, the boring time spent in reincarnation, the different ways of death each time, the emotions from anticipation to madness to numbness...these memories flowed in front of my eyes one by one, and then were ruthlessly crushed.

In order not to let this huge memory burn my brain, eliminating the unimportant part is also a means of protecting myself.

But... Fukami Liuyi showed a wry smile, unfortunately, she seemed unable to control the selection process, trying to stay awake and not let her eyes close to pass out had exhausted all her energy.

If this continues, if this continues... until the end, how many memories will be left for her?

Her sanity was gradually corroded, Fukami Liuyi's ears were ringing, double images began to appear in her vision, she subconsciously grabbed the collar of the young man Wujo Wu who was closest to her, and murmured his name: "... Wujo Wu .”

The young man Gojo Satoru cut off the quarrel with him in an instant, lowered his head, stroked her long hair naturally with one hand, and asked, "What's wrong, Liu Yi?"

Before her memory completely disappeared, Fukami Liuyi cheered up and whispered, "Curser...be careful of the curser with sutures on his forehead."

The young Wutiaowu frowned, seeing that Liuyi was talking nonsense, he was about to ask clearly when the whole space suddenly shook.

The pitted ground that had been destroyed by them completely collapsed, the sky darkened, and the trees, houses, courtyards, and those NPCs that looked like real people below slowly turned into light spots and dissipated, just like a pair of invisible hands holding erasers. All of these vitality bred from different spaces are wiped out.

At this time, Fukami Liuyi once again saw the long-lost dialog box. The difference was that the characters on it were shaking crazily, red and black, as if they had come to life:

[Warning, warning!An unknown virus invaded, the program crashed, the program crashed, and the game is about to close! 】

... This space is in fear, it is collapsing, Fukami Ryui immediately draws a conclusion.

Great.

The young Gojo Satoru reacted almost at the same time, he bent his lips, and a smile flashed in his blue eyes: "The supernatural ability has been eliminated, and the action of the glass is very fast."

The collapse of the different space proves that Iirui Glass has arrived in Yokohama and successfully found the anti-alien named Osamu Dazai.That game disc is the carrier of supernatural powers, as long as the human disqualification comes into contact with it, the prison that traps Fukami Ryui will disappear completely.

Then he shook the girl in his arms, and said as if asking for credit: "Liu Yichan, we can go out soon, are you happy? You must be very happy, it doesn't matter, it's okay if you don't say it, I know it~"

As soon as the words fell, a gap opened from the completely blackened sky, just like when the youth came, opening the way to the real world for them.

The collapse caused the entire space to shake, and the strong wind was blowing, but the young Gojo Satoru didn't say a word. He seemed to have a premonition of something, staring at the lighted gap, and the silence was shocking.

Fukami Ryuki and his adult self will pass through this gap and reach the real world, but his soul is only attached to this virtual body. When the different space completely collapses, he should return to his own timeline up.

There is nothing wrong with this, seeing that the long-awaited freedom of Liu Yi is right in front of her eyes, as long as she steps out, everything will be over, but... he will never be able to see Liu Yi in his dream again.

Up to now, the young Gojo Satoru has figured out that this different space is affected by the Fukami Ryuki technique, and has long been independent of the normal timeline, so it can accommodate both the future and the past self at the same time—this is an unrepeatable space. Miracle.

Time is irreversible, and the ending has long been doomed. The 17-year-old Gojo Satoru will bid farewell to Fukami Ryuki here, and then, at the age of 27, usher in the day of reunion.

The boy Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked at the taller adult, his eyes met. A few seconds later, the two of them laughed at the same time.

"Oh, it would be too pitiful if we didn't even have the chance to say goodbye." The young Gojo Gojo grabbed Fukami Ryuki's waist and easily turned the person around so that she faced the boy's position. Throwing something towards her young self, "The gift you bought, you should give it away yourself."

The boy Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to catch the thrown object, and spread out his palm, the black necklace that he picked out after running for countless streets lay quietly on it.

After a pause, the young Wujo Wu's smile gradually turned vicious, which seemed to be on purpose, and he said leisurely: "After all, I will have countless opportunities to give Liu Yichan something in the future, but for you, it's only this one time. ?”

The boy's overly pretty face twitched.

Completely, irrefutable.

But after meeting Fukami Ryuki's gaze, the young Gojo Satoru was deflated as if a balloon had been punctured.He raised his hand to cover his face, cursed something in a low voice, and then stepped on the strong wind without hesitation to walk in front of Fukami Liuyi.

As he walked, he used spell power to tear off half of the necklace, and the remaining length was obviously not enough to tie around his neck, so the tall boy bent down slightly in Fukami Ryuki, held her hand, and wrapped the shrunken black chain around her. on her wrist.

Fukami Liuyi opened her eyes slightly, the tug-of-war of massive memories in her mind made her miserable, but the boy's actions still frightened her.

"This is..." She hesitated and raised her hand a little higher. The black belt matched her snow-white skin, and the crystal that was similar in color to the six eyes was shining brightly, and the small silver lock hanging from the bottom was gently swinging.

How should I put it... What a strange jewelry, is this some kind of cursed item?

"Give it to you, don't complain if you think it's ugly, anyway, I can't hear it." As the gift giver, the young Gojo Satoru was too arrogant, and he was simply setting a wrong example by himself.

He reached out and fiddled with the small lock, frowned, and complained to himself: "I can't hear the sound... Sure enough, a bell would be more suitable, right?"

Although the words were vague, adults who instantly understood what they meant responded casually: "I feel the same~"

Even though there was a ten-year gap, in this matter, the brain circuits of the two people were 100% in sync. It was a terrible tacit understanding that they could reach an agreement without even thinking.

Seeing Liu Yi's blank expression, he couldn't understand what kind of riddle they were playing: "... the bell?"

The two Gojo Satoru also ignored this dangerous question. The young man smiled, his face flamboyant, but his movements were rare and gentle.He cupped Fukami Ryuki's face, and gently touched her forehead.

"Liu Yi." He softly called Fukami Liu Yi's name in a hoarse voice, "We will meet again in the future."

Shen Jian Liuyi was stunned, at this moment, the distance between her and the pair of sky pupils was infinitely shortened, as if accidentally falling into the vast blue sky: "I..."

"Say 'yes'." The boy Gojo Satoru rubbed her forehead, coaxingly said, "Promise me."

The young Wujo Wu just watched from the sidelines and did not stop him. He understood everything thoroughly in his eyes.

As if bewitched, Fukami Liuyi unconsciously opened her mouth: "...Okay."

Hearing her affirmative answer, the boy's brows and eyes completely relaxed.

- The bondage is established.

Even if there is any accident, even after he leaves this space, the memory about this place will disappear, this bondage will guide his future self to find Fukami Ryuki, this is reincarnation, and it is also destined.

This is also the reason why the young Gojo Satoru didn't stop him. The two of them knew it well, coaxing Fukami Ryui, who knew nothing about spells, to set up restraints. Isn't it despicable to do so?

Despicable, of course, but Gojo Satoru wouldn't care.

Seeing that Liu Yi hadn't recovered yet, the young Wujo Wu hugged her and brushed past the young man, and stepped into the gap without looking back.

The 17-year-old boy did not watch them go, but stood with his back to the two, watching the entire space shatter indifferently, and his snow-white hair became the only bright color in the darkness.

"Because we will meet again sooner or later, so this time, I won't say goodbye."

After walking into the crack, from a distance, Fukami Liuyi seemed to hear the clear voice of the young man with a smile on her face. She turned her head reflexively, but she could no longer catch the figure of that man.

At the same time, the heavy and complicated memory fragments in her mind exploded, and she only felt a buzzing sound in her ears, her whole body was submerged in severe pain, her eyes darkened, all her strength was taken away, and she could only cling to her softly. The only driftwood beside him fell into a coma.

……

"Are you sure that's all right?"

Jia Ruozi folded his arms, raised his slender eyebrows, and looked suspiciously at the black-haired man in front of him.

Just now, this kite-eyed man took the game disc from her, and with just a light touch, the disc melted from the inside out, completely turning into fly ash.

Then he claimed that the matter had been resolved, and began to harass himself in different ways.

"Of course, Ms. Jiarui, the supernatural power carried on the disc has been offset by my disqualification in the world. Mr. Gojo should be back soon."

The man in the long brown trench coat was still kneeling on the ground, even though he was almost pierced by the scalpel that had entered the nitrous, he still persistently tried to hold her hand and express his heartfelt feelings, completely ignoring his embarrassing image at the moment.

The wet clothes are still dripping water on the floor, the hair is covered with water plants, and even the suspicious fishy smell seems to be exuding from the body...

Jia Ruozi couldn't take it anymore, turned his head to other members of the Armed Detective Agency with a cold face and asked, "Is he always like this?"

Good guy, she and Mingming raced overnight to Yokohama, and when they came to the detective agency, they were told that Osamu Dazai, who could solve the problem, missed work. Luckily, Mingming used a crow to find him, and the two of them drifted into the world in Dazaiji. He was intercepted before the high seas.

All the club members she caught looked away guiltily, and Atsushi Nakajima bit the bullet to defend his mentor: "Well, Mr. Dazai just has a hobby of suicide, and under normal circumstances, it's still very reliable..."

Jia Ruozi was quiet for a few seconds, then turned to ask his companion: "Mingming, do you think this guy looks like a person?"

She loves skipping work, has frivolous actions, and even has a very similar unreliable personality—no wonder she gets itchy whenever she sees Osamu Dazai, this person is too similar to that bastard Gojo Satoru!

Ming Ming chuckled: "But this Mr. Dazai is not as strong as Wujo. In comparison, this may be his only advantage?" Wujo Wu, even if the best in the world deserves a beating, he can't put him in a sack.

Jia Ruozi: "... makes sense." Thinking about it this way, even watching Osamu Dazai is much more pleasing to the eye.

Osamu Dazai, who was rejected by the two ladies and was beaten up by Kunikida at the same time, finally calmed down. He lay down on the coffee table as if he had no bones, and complained softly: "Really, I am about to commit suicide this time. Mr. Gojo is too good at taking time to trouble people..."

Before the words were finished, a black hole the size of a person suddenly appeared above, and the object of Dazai Osamu's complaint stepped out of it with long legs, and just stepped on Dazai Osamu's back under the foothold.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Dazai?" The white-haired conjurer with a bad personality pretended to be surprised and said, "He could avoid it, but he insisted on stepping on Dazai's body impartially before moving away." I'm sorry, sorry, because I just came out of the tunnel, I was a little uncomfortable with the outside light for a while, and I accidentally mistook you for garbage that was fished out of the water."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Home into the glass: "..."

Gojo Satoru made a false apology, and said hypocritically: "I still have to ask Nishiko to check on Liu Yichan's body, I believe that Mr. Dazai doesn't mind rolling to the side to make room - after all, I'm very good at making trouble people, right?"

Jia Ruozi: ...I really heard it, this vengeful guy.

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Jiarui Glass saw the unconscious girl lying in Gojo Satoru's arms, and immediately ordered him to put her down.

Fortunately, the detective agency happened to have a medical room to borrow. The short-haired professional doctor and Akiko Yosano led them to the medical room, and pulled out a chainsaw with a friendly smile: "If necessary, I can also provide Help, please don't be polite."

Jia Ruozi: ... No, let's put down the chainsaw first. Based on her understanding of that idiot Gojo Satoru, although she looks calm on the surface, she is already going crazy inside. If she is misunderstood, Maybe this guy will go crazy on the spot.

Except for Gojo Satoru, the god of plague who could not be driven away, Inaru Nitiko politely invited the others outside, and immediately began to examine Fukami Ryuki who was lying on the operating bed.

The spell searched her body once, and Jiarui frowned slightly: "She is not injured."

"I know." Gojo Satoru scratched his hair irritably, "She fell into a coma suddenly. I cut off all the messy restraints on her body, and Liuyan couldn't see anything wrong."

The corner of Jiarui's mouth twitched: "Then why are you so anxious, she just fell asleep and her body is relatively weak, just wait patiently for her to wake up."

Gojo Satoru squatted next to the operating table, and said aggrievedly: "Hey, but I finally managed to bring Liu Yi back. I want her to praise me as soon as possible."

No, not only that.Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes and thought to himself, after leaving the different space this time, all the memories belonging to his youth have been unsealed. He finally knows what he did to Fukami Ryui when he met her What.

Wanting to apologize to her, wanting to hug her and say sorry, Gojo Satoru became extremely depressed, and even because he was too anxious, he wished to tear up a few curse spirits immediately to calm his mood.

Looking at Gojo Satoru's tangled expression, Jiarui Nizizi was convinced.Are you a high school girl, Gojo Satoru!

Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes casually, and didn't bother to look at the idiot of his classmate anymore, so he simply turned around and left. As soon as he opened the door, he found a group of people sneaking on the door and listening.

Seeing her come out, they all straightened their backs.

Atsushi Nakajima quickly waved his hand: "We didn't do it on purpose...Mr. Ranpo is looking for you!"

Yarui Shizuo shrugged, turned sideways and let Edogawa walk in at random.

Wujo Gojo was inexplicably lost. When someone walked in, he didn't lift his head, but just lazily said: "Mr. Detective, what's the matter?"

Luanbu stared at him for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to the sleeping Fukami Ryuki. After a long while, he suddenly laughed, but the words he said were completely irrelevant: "I saw that you sent a letter to the family. That text message from Miss, I heard you called me a 'third-rate detective'?"

Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being caught, and admitted with a natural expression: "That's right."

Under the watchful eye of the scum at home, not only did he not want to repent, but he also asked arrogantly: "So you came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime? But I'm sorry, I have to accompany Liuyi now, and I don't have time to accept revenge~ "

"It's okay, I don't need to argue with you at all, that would be a waste of my time." Unexpectedly, Ranbu was not angry, instead, he looked at Gojo Satoru, with a flash of pity in his eyes, "You will soon It’s time to take care of yourself.”

Wujo Wutiao's eyebrows twitched, and the ominous premonition started to play again, but he couldn't figure it out: No, Liu Yi was staying by his side well, so where did this bad feeling come from?

"What do you mean?" He finally looked straight at Ranbu.

"I originally came to remind you with good intentions, but since you said that I am a third-rate detective, isn't it normal that a third-rate detective can't see through this obvious fact?" The strongest magician looked at each other, and his green eyes opened for a moment, "Ah, yes, you will know soon."

——About the fact that Fukami Ryui's memory is confused.

……

In the boundless darkness, Fukami Liuyi blankly watched the scenes of pictures passing through his mind. In the end, only one of Zhou Mu's memories remained.

Step-by-step boring life, engagement with Gojo Satoru, never-ending bridal lessons, depressing family dinner, puppet-like fiancée status, and then...

Her head tingled for a moment, and then the screen turned, and she saw the beautiful boy with white hair and blue eyes reaching out and wringing her own neck without blinking.