Home from scratch in another world

"Contradiction Equation" was assembled and published. Shimeng received a piece of good news from editor Matsuura and a lot of reminder text messages. It was a headache, but it was useless to be blacklisted, and the family address was exposed.

Compared to her, who had a heart attack and a headache when she saw the document, Ryunosuke wrote short stories one after another, and the delivery time was fixed and diligent.

So much so that Matsuura would always greet Mr. Yanagawa with a smile and speak softly, turning to Mrs. April would be cold-eyed, and would rush to the deep space and shout her name.

But this trick is useless!

In the beginning, the face-saving teacher April would still be embarrassed, but after too many times, she completely fell into the posture of shouting as you please, and now that she has lost her horse in all directions, Matsuura can no longer threaten her with this matter.

But going on like this is not a solution, Shimeng, who doesn't want to start the article, is thinking about how to divert Matsuura Wenyi's attention...

She quickly came up with a good idea, and immediately connected to Qi Haihai's office, explaining her intentions in a roundabout manner, and said in a high-spirited manner that for the development of the deep space film and television department, it would be best to acquire several literary agencies... such as "Yokohama Literature Club" "It's not bad.

After listening to the other side, he answered two words concisely——

"No."

Jianren Qihai knew what was going to happen the moment she opened her mouth, but the acquisition of airplanes, railways and medical care was necessary regardless of whether it was profitable or not.

Shi Meng, who was told by Qi Haihai, listened honestly... He finally finished speaking.

The boss who put down the phone thought, what else can I do?

At this time, she received a "distress insurance" from Edogawa Ranpo, and found that Ranpo was in {spiritual space}, huh?Are you looking for her to play games?

Shi Meng didn't rush to finish the rest of the work at hand first. The reason why she wasn't in a hurry was because there were two people in this world who would send her "distress insurance" for a little thing.

One is Wutiao Wu, who sent a message in the middle of the night one day...

Gojo Satoru sent a "distress insurance"!

She was so scared that she jumped out of the bed, thinking that Tokyo was going to explode, and Wu Xia was going to be warped. Are her son and grandson okay?

In the phone call, Xia Youjie said that Wu just came to give advice to the chief planner because he encountered a plot that he didn't like while playing games.

Shi Meng: ...

And Gojo Satoru will send her three exclamation points once she is blocked {Help! ! ! } The person who sent the text message, she now confiscated his "spiritual connection" and warned him that if he committed the crime again, he would not be allowed to enter the "spiritual space".

Then Gojo Gojo intensified, harassing her crazily, and even wanted her to accompany her on a tour of Yokohama, Shimeng didn't have the time in the United States, so he continued to blackmail.

The other one is Edogawa Ranpo, but he is different, every time she chooses to rest during her rest time, and only sends out the lowest gear {Help! }, which means that it is impossible for Ranpo adults to encounter the danger of the first and second gears.

But today, as soon as Shimeng arrived at the {leisure area}, she saw Edogawa running towards her in random steps.

"Little Dream!"

"what happened?"

Ranpo Edogawa put on the glasses that activated his powers. He finished solving the case in other places this morning, and returned to Yokohama to finish reading "Contradiction Equation" all at once. Is it such a science fiction novel?

However, Lord Ranpo never "tortures his heart" too much, as long as he wants to, obviously he also has some insights into what he wants to discuss in the novel, about human nature, about the meaning of existence, about life and death...

This is an eternal topic that perplexes the universe, and no one will ever be able to give a definite answer. Those who are obsessed with these are either lunatics or fools.So Ranpo-sama actually didn't have anything in particular he wanted to ask her, but he was very concerned about one point——

--memory.

The detective opened his eyes and observed that she was wearing a fitted lapel dress today, her skin was fair and delicate, and her hair, usually tied into a ponytail or loose, was well braided.

But it should not be her sister who made it up by herself. It looks rough on the back, but because it looks good enough, it is regarded as a special dress.

Xiaomeng was still the same as before, he suddenly felt relieved, it doesn't matter if there is a problem, Lord Ranbu will watch over her and not let her run away.

The baby-faced youth invites her to play with him in his new live-action version of "Ludo".

Shi Meng became interested when he heard it, the real-life flying chess?

Seeing that it was a four-player game, the two of them called Yumeno Hisaku and Fuguro Megumi who were also here. The expressions of the two children were between happy and unhappy, and they were a little tangled.

Hui looked up at these two "college students", they were similar to the classmates in the class, more like those in the kindergarten, they cheated when they played games, and they were put in the class to be severely taught by him.

But Edogawa Ranpo and Uzuki Shimeng especially quarreled, and this time the two children who were angry again exploded in anger.

"Sister Shimeng, you just threw the dice!" Fu Heihui's head was full of black lines, "You cast 1."

"You read it wrong." Holding a dice bigger than her face, Shimeng, who is currently number one last, blatantly cheated, rolled another 5, and shouted——

"It's 6!"

The plane carried her forward 7 steps.

Once again, Fu Heihui forgave the ignorant adults for his inner vicissitudes.

After a while, Yumeno Hisaku pointed at Edogawa Ranpo and shouted: "You are not allowed to eat my plane! You did it on purpose."

"Master Ranpo didn't do it on purpose."

Luanpo, who counted his steps almost without thinking, flew over by plane, smashing Yumeno Kusaku's last plane home, feeling very proud.

"You are too stupid."

……

The two older children bullied the two younger friends away, and now there is no one to play with them.

Shi Meng pulled the remaining people in {spiritual space}, most of them were employees, and they were all working.

She was flying around in twelve planes, and she turned to him in a crowd, and asked him, "Ranbu, do you want to participate in the secret room of {Sunflower Apartment}?"

Edogawa Ranpo understood her invitation, but declined: "Master Ranpo still prefers to play games. When the game comes out, Master Ranpo will buy a villa!"

He jumped into the plane next to Shimeng, emphasizing: "I will always be No.1 in Xiaomeng's ranking."

"Ok!"

……

Edogawa Ranpo didn't talk about things related to "memory", and the few people who were aware of the problem didn't intend to poke it out, but there was one person who cared very much.

——Adi Rimbaud, who once lost his memory, came to her after watching the virtual version of "Equation of Contradiction".

Rimbaud doesn't pay much attention to the "human nature" that more readers realize at the first sight, and he thinks a point worth pondering is "memory".

In the novel, the memory of the bionic heroine "Bliss" is confused.

Almost at the moment when he read "Bliss" and learned that he was a bionic person, he really wanted to talk to the lady, but Rimbaud still froze his hands to finish the page.

Unlike him who lost his memory, the memory of "Bris" was implanted. The scary thing is that she didn't know it until "Storm" made it clear.

He trembles at this, for if it is so, if all things are false, what is there to believe?

Those things that were once thought to be the most precious, your future and your hope, will be ruthlessly torn apart one day.

Desperation, helplessness, emptiness, confusion...

At that time, is there really a need to live?

Arthur Rimbaud, who was once defeated by fate, couldn't imagine this scene, and what he didn't dare to imagine was that if... Shimeng faced such a situation.

Yes, what she told herself was that she lost her memory just like him, and she helped her find her memory back, and he had already gained it...

But what about hers?

After this, the lady never asked him for help. Regarding her memory, it seemed that she never took the initiative to mention it, so that many times, he almost forgot that this was a person who had lost his memory.

Rimbaud finally found out that he had been being saved by her all along.

From the beginning, the conversation in the coffee shop forced her to save him; in the end, she forced her to give him the meaning of living. Not long ago, because of herself, she kept mimic and invited Fitzgerald.

The young man wrapped his beige windbreaker tightly, and walked around silently. This residential area was specially selected by him, it was safe and quiet, and there are very few people outside this spot. He walked around, Nothing was found, not even a curse spirit that only wanted to die.

Rimbaud shook his hands, and gently took the key to open the door. Although he lived next door, he also got the key to her house. After entering the house, he sat at the dining table of the lady's house. It was almost time for dinner, and there were already several dishes on the table. vegetable.

The warm yellow and bright lights, warm enough tones, and the faint warm colors on the girl in the room made Rimbaud breathe a sigh of relief.

He sat in the vacant seat, and felt at ease. He wished to live in this house for the rest of his life. It was better than an empty manor with only him alone. thought.

But everything in this house is good, the only thing is that there are too many people.The food cooked by the killer man was worse than the previous few days. At least on the first day of his arrival, there was a "caramel" sugar pudding made by the lady himself, which he secretly threw into the "painting book".

There is no French meal today, and the table is very noisy. The killer's son is even more noisy, unlike the one adopted by the lady——

Yumeno Hisaku screamed loudly: "Why do I have to copy it three times!"

--Lively.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke said solemnly, "Because you are more wrong than Megumi and Tsumiki."

"I don't want it!" He protested, acting like a spoiled child to the head of the family who would do his homework for him, "Sister Shimeng~"

The parent who was sweetened by the child coughed lightly, and tried to discuss with Mr. Akutagawa: "Will it be too much three times, reading or copying once is enough."

Teacher Akutagawa's expression was indescribable: "Jizuo was the last quiz in the class, and he was the last one in mathematics."

"What?" Shi Meng's face turned ugly, "Who signed it?"

Fu Heihui subconsciously cast a look into the kitchen.

"The signature is not important." Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, and then Tou Tie revealed the real reason without shame——

"It's all because you helped him with his homework."

Now Shi Meng, who was going to pass on the responsibility, could only catch the pot that belonged to her with open arms, her spine was bent, so she glared at Yumeno Hisaku, and used the iron fist of her parents.

"Copying it three times won't improve your memory at all, so add it three more times!"

Unexpectedly, Yumeno Hisaku made a fuss against Shimeng this time, his voice was all over the dinner table, and Shimeng, who hated iron and steel, refuted him sentence by sentence.

Mr. Akutagawa was quarreled to death by the ignorant bear parents and bear children, raised his voice and concluded: "Jiuzuo, this time reduce it once, and double the mistake next time."

Yumeno Jiu made the calculations, it was 6 times and 2 times... With tears in his eyes, he rushed over and hugged Ryunosuke brother who loved him the most in this family.

Every time he acted like a baby, sister Shimeng would help him with his homework: ...

……

Soon, Fu Heisher brought the last dish and announced that today's dinner was open.

Arthur Rimbaud ate gracefully, but at a very slow pace, giving her a look from time to time. The two of them had been talking alone before, and he was wondering whether to start the conversation during the dinner time when this lady couldn't escape.

The young man from the romantic city scooped up the miso soup on the table with a strangely shaped half colander in his hand, as a gesture.

"Miss, look, this looks very similar to the thick soup in my memory. It's a pity that the chef's craftsmanship is not good. If I can drink the taste in my memory! It will be great."

Hearing Cengfan Man's speech, Fu Heisher sneered.

And Shi Meng wailed inwardly, wondering why this topic came up again.

She began to scan the objects on the table, and her eyes lit up when she saw the toothpick box in the corner.

"Spoons are not good for soup, I'll make a new fork for the house!"

She put down her chopsticks as she spoke, and used the "Fantasy Collection", muttering words, similar to the appearance of the science fork of Tsumiji on the opposite side, and grabbed the hand of Xiaoyin who was sitting closest, saying that she would tailor a cute one for her. Offensive, defensive, decorative, edible——

"Stab fork".

Akutagawa Yin, who knew that there would be more useless tools at home, smiled dryly. She really worked hard to put Sister Meng's masterpiece at home, but most of the time she was powerless.

Seeing that the topic changed to a strange track again, Rimbaud was about to stand up and show her the spoon, when Shimeng caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, and gave Fu Heshier a {Help! ! ! }'s eyes.

Fu Heisher, who was always with her, turned lazily, and greeted her son with an attitude: "You haven't eaten yet, do you want me to feed you?"

Rimbaud who really wanted to kill: ...

But it's not appropriate to get angry at the table, it's still at the young lady's house, it's more appropriate to turn back and find a small path, he sat back in his seat, and said coldly: "Take care of yourself, don't eat outside."

……

Rimbaud was thinking of ways to eat while eating in the second half. He felt that the lady was running away, because several times, whenever he opened his mouth and wanted to talk about "memory", the follow-up topic would start in the form of a wild horse.

If he recalls, they chatted about brick kiln technology, the psychological problems of teenagers, the idea of ​​the sky train and the craftsmanship of Persian blankets during this time...

And Shi Meng is a person with a vast inner world. Once you try to keep up with her thinking, you will be brought into her thinking mode of jumping up and down, and then you will be defeated by her with rich experience.

So Rimbaud clearly talked about the topic of "memory" several times, but two hours later, both of them said goodbye with smiles on their faces. When he walked out of the room and blew the cold wind, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have been praised so much that he had forgotten what he wanted at the beginning. said the words.

But... Miss is unwilling to talk about memory with him.

If she is really unwilling to do something, it is difficult for anyone in this world to change her mind.

Arthur Rimbaud, the overtaker, couldn't help feeling tricky.

When I dreamed that he didn't speak again, he was relieved and seriously finished tonight's masterpiece - "Pricking Fork".

A weapon roughly the shape of a rake across the sea, only many times smaller.

Put something that looks like a handicraft and a toy into the hands of my sister, and asked if anyone on the table wanted the same style, and several people on the table shook their heads again and again.

So Shi Meng turned back and continued to cook. She really didn't want to talk about this "topic" anymore, and this was not a "spike". After so many failed attempts, she didn't want to try anyway... In that blank mental space , and no memory of her.

Where did her memory go?

In fact, it has been three years since the incident, and Shi Meng began to be afraid of getting it back... Maybe the unknown is the real horror. Before writing science fiction, she was thinking about what "memory" is; when writing stories, "Brie Si" is like Uzuki, the confusion and bewilderment seem to be experienced personally; later, I think back to the feeling of knowing that the memory does not belong to me, only fear.

If you retrieve your memory and know everything——

What will you face?

……

What do you say?

alien.