[Comprehensive] 101 days of exchanging bodies with someone

"Personality level, actual combat test, theoretical score—no matter which one, your sister is a well-deserved No.1. If she is not too young, it is estimated that many firms will come to recruit her just after she graduates... ...But as long as the talent is high enough, age doesn't really matter. But Accelerator, are you really going to prevent her from becoming a hero?"

The boy answered him with a hoarse and indifferent voice: "Ah."

Accelerator sorted out the books in his hand, pushed the chair away, and walked out of the office.

The pale young man has a slender figure, even if he mixes with the students, he won't be in the slightest disobedience—rather, many of Xiongying's students are much stronger and healthier than him.

But unlike the enthusiastic, calm, or cheerful students who are walking or running in the corridors, he can feel the precipitation of time when he walks slowly. This sense of conflict between appearance and temperament makes him Many students' eyes stayed on Accelerator, and then realized his identity because of his iconic bleached white and bright red pupils, and then asked, "Hello, teacher."

Accelerator nodded slightly, not paying attention to the high enthusiasm of the students.

There is no concept of time on the Seat of Heroes, and the conclusion of every world line will become his memory.

But to say, how many Aryas he has seen, he can't count.

Arya is different in every world, but in the final analysis, she can't change her stubborn and selfish character.

There are too many memories in his mind, and all the world lines can surround him like a revolving lantern.

As Arya, the master of this world, asked before, there are very few good endings between Accelerator and her.

What's a good ending?The definition of Accelerator and Arya is also different.

However, at least it is not the end of one person dying and the other living.

Accelerator suddenly coughed a few times, his bony hand rested on his lips, he frowned, looked at the hand as white as a zombie, snorted coldly, and continued walking forward.

The class bell rang slowly.

Accelerator's body seemed to be haunted by an indistinct ferocity, as if he had closed his eyes and stayed quietly watching the wild beasts around him, temporarily putting away his minions, and might run away and tear everything apart at any time—but Before that, he restrained himself very well.

He bears too much on his seemingly thin shoulders, even if he lets go of everything and finally rises to the Heroic Seat, he still hasn't been relieved.

Accelerator seldom responds to the call of outsiders. He doesn't need the Holy Grail to help him realize his wish, rather he has no wish.

He just sat on the seat of heroes, quietly watching the experience of all the worlds.

In many worlds, Arya's shadow is in his life, but in almost all worlds, they don't end well.

Don't die well.

Alia is usually self-willed and calm, as if he can accept anything he says, but at the most critical moment, his incomparable self chooses to give up without asking Accelerator's opinion at all. Forcibly let him accept her alms from sacrificing her life.

Ah, no matter which world she is in, she is always so selfish.

Accelerator felt his head hurt again.

The appearance of Arya when she died seemed to appear in countless world lines before her eyes.

She was always smiling, even when she was about to leave.

Sad but satisfied, helpless but full of happiness.

... In the end, Fang Accelerator was so speechless that his throat seemed to be parched, how could he blame her?

He also thought of a certain day when it was snowing all over the sky, and someone who was sleeping forever, with a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, made his heart freeze, so cold that he couldn't feel the temperature anymore - the seat of Heroic Spirit was also so cold.

You said, obviously every world is different, why is this stubbornness the only one that hasn't changed at all.

He walked into the classroom with a tired face, walked to the podium and took out a stack of papers.

"There will be an exam in this class."

"Ugh?!"

"Ah ah ah."

Ignoring the wailing of the students below, he took a chair and sat by the window after handing out the papers.

From the cherry tree outside the window, a few pale pink petals fell from time to time, and were blown into the classroom by the wind, and landed on Accelerator's shoulder.

I was going to give a lecture, but suddenly I got a headache, and the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, but it's not a big problem.

It will be fine after a while, and this is not the first time.

The soft sunlight came in, as if casting a layer of soft light on such a faded young man with edges and corners, persuading him to be less cold and biting.

His heart was peaceful, but the helpless and satisfied smile when someone died kept flashing before his eyes.

This led to every time he saw such a prototype, the Arya of this world always wanted to pick her up and beat her up.

Oh, it's true, he wants to do it every time he gets a headache.

Accelerator recalled that he responded to the call this time purely because she accidentally stepped into the summoning circle, which made him feel it. As expected, he saw the woman Ishtar during the call, so he simply ignored the other party's dissatisfaction and yelled. The action of moving is the first step to appear in the world.

If Arya, the person who had a conversation with Ishtar, was really summoned, and then some deeds of Venus hitting the earth, it would not be interesting to annoy Gaia and Alaya, so he just moved a little With the intention, he answered the call first.

Sure enough, the familiar interior, familiar... people.

With the idea of ​​"at least make her personality more positive." Yifang Accelerator carried her to carry out the spiritual transfer.

It just so happens that this world is dominated by heroes, so it's good to add more positive thoughts to her, don't try to make something happen every now and then.

...When she grows up, she can return to the Seat of Heroes.

The headache eased a little.

Accelerator ignored the sights from the students who were vaguely falling on him, and stood up.

"Winding."

"Yes~"

Day by day, spring is over, summer is over, and summer is over, and I feel that it is autumn, a little bit cold, and it is already winter.

Aaliyah is as good as ever, and got the all-award in the final test. In the next world, she can understand more and more that Accelerator is an upright person, and he is very tolerant most of the time, so that she is getting more and more More and more proficient in making progress.

"How about steamed eggs?"

"Meat."

"Let's eat steamed eggs tonight."

"Hey, did you listen to me?!"

Then the little girl humming walked into the kitchen on her own.

One way:……

The bear kid doesn't want to teach anymore.

Alia realized that Accelerator was determined to let her finish studying Xiongying for three years, so she obediently studied.

Although she is not one of those gifted superpowers in this world, as a person who has accepted the inheritance of several generations of demon gods, even magic can give you the feeling of using superpowers.

After the exam, Xiongying didn't assign them any other tasks this year, and just let them go on vacation.

But all kinds of teachers strongly hinted that they should pick up some internships, go to different firms to see more, and carry out heroic activities.

But for a lazy type like Alia who never does any social practice during the holidays, no matter how the teachers in the school winked and hinted at her to the extent of expressing it, even at the risk of being discovered by Accelerator, they still couldn't do it. Persuade her.

#On the self-cultivation of a dead house lazy cancer#

"I want to go to the amusement park."

During breakfast that day, when Accelerator was calmly putting down his chopsticks, the blond girl sitting across from him suddenly said something like this, causing him to drop his chopsticks onto the table.

"...Hey, your soul is indeed 17 years old." The bright red pupils conveyed a hint of contempt unabashedly.

"But, but, it's snowing! And the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the amusement park will be closed! I still want to visit the shrine during the New Year." Alia poked the bowl with her chopsticks, earnestly Looking at Accelerator on the opposite side, "I haven't been to an amusement park for many years."

Accelerator raised his eyebrows.

"Don't you know?" Alia was stunned, "I went to an amusement park in my previous life when I was 10 years old, and the scale was very small. At that time, I didn't ride the roller coaster because I was not tall enough."

"You are not tall enough now." Fang Accelerator pointed out sharply.

"Different!"

"..."

In the end, Arya, who had the power of food and drink in her hands, won.

Wearing the jacket she bought a while ago, Arya pulled Accelerator's hand with a face full of reluctance and went out. There was light snow in the sky, and the ground was only a very shallow layer. It turns into water as you walk.

But even so, Arya looked very happy, her bare hands were a little red, and she grabbed Accelerator's hand and walked forward quickly.

Accelerator... doesn't like rain and snow.

But the little girl in front of her was still alive and kicking, and she could clearly feel the temperature conveyed from the crossed hands, feeling the temperature of the living.

"Are you cold? Why are your hands so cold?" Arya blinked, and squeezed the skin-covered skeleton-like hand in her hand.

Accelerator twitched his eyes: "...I am a heroic spirit."

"Emmmm... let's go then." Arya turned her head, her face thoughtful.

After all, in the memory she inherited, the heroic spirit has body temperature after materialization, definitely not as cold as him.

But she didn't say anything more, just smiled and continued to move forward.

Accelerator watched the snowflakes fall on the cheeks of the little girl in front of him who was smiling sideways at him. It melted and left a little water, which slid down, and another snow particle fell on her golden eyelashes. She blinked and then Shake off that layer of snow.

He seemed to feel his throat was constricted again, unable to speak, but he didn't break free from her hand again.

The author has something to say: I want to write about the kind of person who is exhausted and struggling, who thinks she is calm and has no hope but wishes in her heart, and Arya who is thoughtful and considerate in her heart.

Then, happy new year everyone! ! ! ! ! !

at last!Thanks to zzxx, Moon of Judgment, Yue, Wanzi, and Su Kai6x little angels for throwing mines! ! !Will you bless me collectively on New Year's Eve!I am happy, so I will update it today!Group mua! =3=Love you guys!

And the nutrient solution thrown by the female man in literary and artistic skin!mwah!