All my brothers are from another world

As a popular element in young manga and girl manga, time travel is always somewhat dreamy.

Well, in this boyhood full of youthful stories, it's actually quite interesting to think about it, isn't it fun to cross and break through the world wall one after another in less than half a year?

This is a plot that many people can't meet and want to achieve!

Under the dim light of the street, the shadows of the three were elongated and criss-crossed, like three opposing corners.

The three looked at each other.

Qi Ya had no expression on his face, his expression was indifferent and his heart was mad, and Tsuna Ji reluctantly looked bewildered and at a loss.

Komaeda smiled slightly stiffly but calmly.

"Did I make a mistake?"

Gang Ji's voice trembled a little, and he pointed to the boy opposite him: "Eh? Qi. Qi Ya... why are you here?"

Qi Ya: "..."i

fact, I also want to know.

Compared with the ancestral truck transmission and collision of the protagonists in those light novels, severe head injuries, falling meteorites, backstabbing and jumping off the building, the transportation method of the three can be regarded as comfortable VIP treatment.

Wearing it directly without pain sounds pretty good, doesn't it?Is it possible to comfort myself like this—ah, what a treat! !

What's happening here? !Is there a mistake? ?He's not Mi Ji's otaku who is obsessed with comics every day, he has no excitement about such things!

Chi Ya's hair is about to explode.

How could I be here? !No, what was even more frightening was that he couldn't tell whether it was "Mom is going to go crazy!" or "Aluka didn't come." Which of these two things was more terrifying and frightening.

In addition, it may not be just the mother who is mad at the former.

Qi Ya is very aware of the degree of control freak of their family.Although he did run away from home, he would soon find out where he was if nothing happened.

Although Qi Ya didn't want to admit it in his heart, it was indeed the case.

The power to control oneself in the family is simply not something that the current self can defy.

He might take this opportunity to escape with Aruka Tsunakichi and play for a long time.But beating the enemy's family must guarantee some of their own safety and traces.

But now, he just disappeared!it's more than one

what a dreadful thing!

"Aluka was left in place!" When Naniga helped to connect the Holy Grail, she was subject to certain restrictions, explaining that she could not follow.

"It's clear that I plan to settle Aluka first, and then come to help Gangji." The corner of Qiya's mouth twitched: "I never expected that the first link would be broken."

"Then, what about Alluka alone?"

"It should be fine... I told my sister before that if something goes wrong on the way to escape, Alluka will immediately go back to beat the enemy Hakka."

Although he said he had his own instructions, he never thought that the "accident" would come so quickly.Beating up the enemy's Hakka is not a good place for his sister.

"Qi Ya, don't worry, it will be fine." The brown-haired child didn't expect such a thing to happen, he tugged on the killer's clothes next to him, trying to comfort him.

"I know, I'm fine." Qi Ya scratched his disheveled silver hair, and looked at Komaeda opposite with his blue eyes: "But it's not a bad thing... Originally, I also planned to be with you came."

"Your task is to get the wishing cup. To get healing. And my purpose... Alluka said that here I can find a method of precise positioning. Then Tsunaki and you can go back, the bandage spirit and control in my house You can send them away." He didn't have much affection for the black mud guy Dazai Osamu.

That bandage man feels like eating and drinking at his own home for nothing, and he doesn't see any kpl (performance indicators) contributed to his home at all.

Osamu Dazai, the King of Fishing: Salted Fish Lying Dead _(:d)∠)_

"Really? It's just an accident, but I'm really sorry to bother you."

Komaeda's voice was gentle and hoarse, and his tone was full of sincere praise: "You are really a kind person!"

Hey, the word kindness doesn't match up with me at all, okay? ?Qi Ya had goosebumps all over his body, and what the hell was going on with this guy.

Although it is a compliment, why does he feel something is wrong every time he hears it.The tone is too passionate!

"Then... what should we do now?" The brown-haired child's voice was weak: "We can't just stand here forever..."

"Indeed, it's really late now." Komaeda seconded in an experienced tone: "It's easy to be robbed at such a deserted intersection at such a dark night."

"Sure enough... at this time, we should go first..."

"Buy lottery tickets and eat black." There was a sudden silence all around.

The two looked at each other.

What the hell? !

Gang Ji silently swallowed the "police uncle" in his mouth.

"Brother Chiya?"

In the park, Aluka, who found that there was nothing around him, looked at his palm suspiciously.

There is nothing in the palm of my hand.There are no textures and lines of normal human skin.The prosthetic-like hands returned to their normal appearance the moment they looked away, and the neatly manicured nails were a healthy pink.

When the people who beat the enemy's family came to the park, they saw the fourth young master, like a normal sleepy child, holding the somewhat fat black and white panda doll in his arms, leaning on the bench for a nap .

It seems to have sensed the movement of someone coming.Fourth Young Master rubbed his eyes, and looked sleepily at the person in front of him.

A management maid with light blonde short hair and black professional clothes stood in front of him.

"Alita!" I saw someone I was familiar with.Alluka had a bright smile on her face.

Alita, the personal management maid, leaned slightly:

"Master Alluka, please go back with us." She said softly, and when she heard the child in front of her answer "OK" in a brisk tone, her expression finally relaxed slightly. Fortunately, it went smoothly.

"Is Alita the only one?" Alluka looked around. There were no pedestrians walking in the huge park. Not far away, a few pigeons tilted their white heads and looked at the two with round eyes.Alluka asked with some doubts.

"Yes."

The blond maid looked a little stiff again: "Also,"

"Fourth Young Master, can you tell us where Master Qi Ya is? Madam asked to bring back Third Young Master as well."

-

The black-haired, black-eyed boy propped his head up and looked at the red box in his hand.And the police officer who walked by.

The smell of corpses produced by the decomposition of bacteria and proteins spread widely, and the rotten smell in the air made people want to spit it out.green sulfur

The hemoglobin appears on the surface of the skin, which has a swollen appearance.The blood in the other body was drained, and the body was as emaciated as a stick.

Inside the red box is a jewel.

Yiermi held up the ruby, which was shining with colorful light spots in the sun, and the refracted light entered his eyes as if it was absorbed by a black hole, without adding brilliance.

Police officer Murakami came out from the terrible smell inside, his face was like a bitter melon, and his stomach was rolling.

The young police officers next to them also had livid faces when they came out, as if they wanted to vomit.

Police officer Murakami took a deep breath. Although the air outside was also polluted and didn't smell good, compared to the basement, it was still tolerable.

He saw the black-haired boy sitting on the steps ten meters away, waiting beside the police car.The boy lowered his eyes, looking very peacefully at the red gemstone in his hand.

After thinking about it, Murakami walked over. Although he came to the scene as a relevant eyewitness, it was too thoughtless for a child to come to such a place.

"I'm really sorry, kid, it must be hard to come to this kind of place." Murakami squatted beside him: "But this case will be over soon. Life can get back to normal soon."

"Do you remember where your home is?" Murakami asked.

"No." The boy with black hair and black eyes said, "But I seem to remember that I have a few younger brothers."

"Really? There are brothers." Murakami, who rarely received the other party's words, was a little happy: "Your brothers must be very worried about you. If you have brothers, it must be lively and lively."

Il fans looked at him strangely:

"No, not at all. In fact, according to my inference, if they knew what happened to me, they would probably laugh so hard that the corners of their mouths stretched to their temples." Yi Ermi's tone was calm.

Well, what a wonderful metaphor.Murakami turned his attention to the gemstone shining in the sun:

"What a beautiful gem, it must be very precious."

"Oh, I saw it, this one is worthless and inferior."

"Does it smell bad outside? It's too bad to bring a child to such a place..."

"It doesn't matter," Bier replied in a considerate manner, "After all, you are just beating workers, and I can understand."

Police officer Murakami: "..." He was wrong, and he couldn't continue this topic.

"Murakami, someone from the police station called and said they wanted to see this child." A police officer walked over with a walkie-talkie.

"The news of our case has been known by the media? Didn't they say to block it in advance?" Murakami frowned.

"It's not the media, but Father Kotomine Kirei from the church."

-

Father Kotomine Kirei of the Holy Church in Fuyuki City, after his father Kotomine Risei died, he succeeded his father and became the head priest of Fuyuki Church.

Always full of patience and strong professional ability, he became a highly respected priest in the local area.

At the same time, the church is also carrying out related activities to take in orphans.The church has its own orphanage, which has taken in many homeless children over the years.

After knowing that there was also a homeless child in this vicious murder case, the police officer in charge of contacting related matters chose the church.

The sacred environment of the church sanctuary is suitable for children to forget some unpleasant things, so there is today's meeting.

Serious, upright, good listener, devoted believer.

This should be most people's impression of the priest Kotomine Kirei.

The well-dressed priest sat before the poor amnesiac.Facing the ill-fated and unfortunate child in front of him, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

The police coffee on the table was steaming, blurring the faces.Through the water mist, this smile looks like a very polite, formulaic smile that belongs to an adult.To be honest, on this man's face, this expression does not actually appear to be compassionate.

In the eyes of the young master of the killer family, this obvious curvature of the masseter muscle is not as good as the smirk of police officer Murakami.

From the calluses in the opponent's hand and the slightly thick joints of the index and middle fingers, it can be seen that this guy is good at using weapons such as guns.

Of course, if you say that the hands holding the cross and the Bible are gifted like this, he won't refute it.

This guy doesn't look like a serious priest at first glance.

"I do not like him."

Yi Ermi single-handedly said to Murakami who was about to leave beside him.

Police officer Murakami glanced at Kotomine Kirei with some embarrassment, the other party didn't seem to have heard this sentence, his face remained unchanged.

"I'm sorry, Father Yanfeng, this kid may be a little shy." Police officer Murakami explained embarrassedly, although he also felt that he was talking nonsense.

There was no discomfort on Kotomine Kirei's face, he smiled and nodded to the police officer, his tone was calm: "Can I have a private talk with this child in front of me?"

Murakami looked at Il fans.Yi Ermi's eyeballs were dark.The boy with black hair and black eyes twitched the corners of his mouth, looking like a lifeless and delicate doll suitable for placing on the window. "Can."

"You don't need to be so vigilant," Murakami smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, Father Kotomine is a very good person. He is quite famous in Fuyuki City." Murakami nodded to the priest, Backed out and closed the door of the lounge by the way.

For a while, there were only two people left in the room.

There was no expression on either of their faces.

Yi Ermi narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingertips sticking to his clothes had quietly gathered a sharp and thin pin with his thoughts.There was a cold light shining in the dark corner.

He looked at the man's movements and the flaws around him, looking for a way to kill him with one blow or use him as his own puppet.

But it's very bad. The opponent's defensive end is obviously doing quite well, and no flaws can be seen.

The combat experience of the man in front of him is much stronger than him.And by the looks of it, he was a ruthless guy.

If he rashly launches an attack and angers the other party, his own life may have to say goodbye to himself.

The young master considered it again and again, but in the end he didn't choose to attack.

"You made a wise choice." The priest took a sip of his coffee.The bitter and cheap coffee taste spread in his mouth, and the priest stood up, with his hands on both sides of his body, standing defenselessly in front of the boy.But Yier fans can keenly feel the danger of the opponent.

"Can I ask about the relationship between you and Kohei Takano?"

"Yes." Yier Fan: "However, in what capacity are you asking?"

"The supervisor and guide of the Holy Grail War." Kotomine Kirei replied: "I have seen Kohei Takano in the hospital, and the Command Seal in his hand has already been used once."

"But I'm curious, facing the injured and unconscious Master, as a Servat, you don't seem to intend to protect him.

In order to ensure the progress of the Holy Grail War, I need to understand your position now. Of course, I am very sorry if I offend you. "

Kotomine Kirei's words were official and calm.This method of revealing one's identity sounds like it is easy to lower one's vigilance.

However, the person in front of him didn't seem to focus on the [Supervisor].

"Master and servat." The boy with black hair and black eyes repeated the word.

Master Killer raised his black pupils expressionlessly, his voice remained unchanged in tone as before, like a voice made by an artificial machine, making people feel as uncomfortable as a humanoid.

A faint smile appeared on this face at this moment.

"You have reversed the relationship, Father."

"It should be said that the lord will always be me."

——"I am the owner of that dog."