Everyone in the World Thinks I'm a Paper Person

Nishitaka Miyose has transmigrated.

Wearing cute one-piece pajamas, he stood on a bustling street, seeing mafiosi flying all over the sky, elementary school students with voice changers, stra...

Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Compared to the more principled Morobushi Kagemitsu, Furuya Rei seems weak when it comes to rejecting Yayoi's coquettish behavior.

After playing "the last round" again and again, it was already early morning.

At least Yayoi had no awareness that she was the one keeping Furukaya Rei up all night. She even thought that if it was Jingguang, he would have pressed him into the quilt and forced him to sleep at twelve o'clock in the third game.

When it was daybreak, he felt sleepy. After saying good night to Furukaya Rei, he curled up in the quilt and fell asleep. He didn't recognize his bed at all, and he wasn't bothered by the fact that someone was watching him.

After all, in a sense, Yashiro doesn't have any secrets. His daily life is broadcast live to everyone in this world, and he has long since let it go.

Furukaya Rei couldn't sleep, although Yayoi asked him if he wanted to sleep with her before going to bed, but he had to go to the police station today and could not rest until he came back.

Looking at Yayoi curled up in the quilt, the sentence "The probability of being killed by a cat is not high, but it will definitely not be zero" suddenly appeared in Fūya Rei's mind.

It couldn't be more appropriate to describe the current situation.

Furugaya Rei yawned and went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. He had nothing else to do today, otherwise he would not have stayed up all night with Yayoi.

In fact, he could have just called and told Yuya Kazami, but he still planned to take a look. He had some things he wanted to confirm, so he had to go to the public security department to check.

Ah, his name is also in this truth, should I frame it and hang it at home...

But doesn’t this sentence also imply that no matter how it is tormented, at least “Zero” will not die?

After realizing what he was thinking, Rei Furuya laughed. It seemed that he was really confused. How could "Zero" not die? Moreover, he was an undercover agent in the organization and had already prepared to sacrifice his life at the necessary time. He should die earlier than his classmates who graduated with him, Matsuda, Hagiwara, and Squad Leader Date. As for Hiro, Rei Furuya hoped to protect him as much as possible.

Furutani Rei went out and bought American coffee and bread at a nearby coffee shop. He could actually make the same thing at home, but Yayoi was sleeping and he didn't want to disturb him by cooking.

Then he waited at the door for his assistant, Yuya Kazami, to arrive.

Kazami is actually one year older than him, but as a professional team member, Furuya Rei was promoted much faster than Kazami, which led to Kazami becoming an assistant to his junior.

Yuya Kazami came very quickly, and he also had to pass by on his way to work.

Here, the young boss was standing on the roadside, holding a cup of coffee and swiping something on his mobile phone.

Furugaya Rei got into the car, put his coffee on the stand, and put his phone on his knees to fasten his seat belt. Yuya Kazami glanced at his boss's phone, not out of curiosity, but out of instinct as a public security officer.

There is a screen full of text, and the characters are very small.

He has naturally received relevant training and can quickly grasp the keywords in an article...

I can't live without you, grievance, love at first sight, love...

...Mr. Fūya, are you reading a romance novel?

This time, Feng Jianyu was conscious and took another quick glance, and finally saw the name.

Yayoi,

Yuya Kazami's pupils trembled violently. It turned out that Mr. Fūya was not only reading romance novels, but also fan fiction!

Furiya Rei picked up the phone, looked at Kazami Yuya with a half-smile, and asked, "Are you interested in my phone?"

Furiya Rei knew that he was young and was always serious at work, especially towards his direct subordinate, Kazami Yuya, whom he was close to in his heart, but he never showed it to his face, and even pretended to be cold.

“No, no.” Feng Jianyuya waved his hands hastily, immediately put his hands on the steering wheel and said seriously, “Then I’m off!”

Furiya Rei continued to look at his phone, while Kazami Yuya seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After finally reaching the police station, Feng Jianyu finally suppressed his desire to speak. When he wanted to loosen his seat belt, he felt resistance.

His young boss didn't know who he had learned this from, but he actually held down his seat belt and wouldn't let him loosen it. He squinted at him and said, "You can tell me now."

Yuya Kazami was silent.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and Feng Jianyu realized that the boss was still the boss, even if he was younger.

"That's it..." Feng Jianyuya closed his eyes and said directly, "If it's a fan fiction, I would recommend "The Sound of the Wind". I think it can be regarded as the best work of the rival group."

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"Of course, if you are into young and mature music, "FLOWERS" and "Anniversary" are both very good."

“…”

"As for Narcissus, it's a little bit colder, and it was only popular at a certain time. There are also some high-quality works like Mirror, which have more pictures."

“…”

"Or are you a dream man? I can recommend a few

A custom writer..."

Yuya Kazami heard the sound of the car door closing, then he carefully opened his eyes, only to see his boss's back.

"I never thought that Mr. Fūya had such a hobby."

Yuya Kazami recalled the keywords he had just seen, searched on the Internet, and found the article, which turned out to be his dream.

Only then did Feng Jianyu realize that something was wrong and looked out the window with some worry:

"…Did I say something wrong? Mr. Fūya doesn't want others to know that he is Yumeno?"

Furutani Rei had no idea what a dream man was. He only found out about the concept of a dream man after he asked Morufushi Keimitsu. Thinking of this, he sent an email to Morufushi Keimitsu asking him what a dream man was.

Although he knew it would be faster to just Google it, he was still happy to chat with Hiro about such an unimportant matter.

Considering Yayo's identity, after finding it difficult to refuse Yayo, Furaya Rei decided to search for guides online.

This is also one of the advantages of being a public figure. There are a lot of analysis posts on the Internet, which are at least worth referring to.

So he clicked on the long article, which was written in the second person and listed many things that Xi Gao Yashi liked and how he liked to be treated. He read about three pages before the love story appeared.

After finishing what he needed to do, Rei Furutani came to the data room.

He handed in his cell phone and gun at the door, and after several checks he finally entered the archive room, where he thought he might be able to find what he wanted to know.

It was probably last year, before they got the code name.

Furiya Rei flipped through the pages from back to front, searching very carefully. Occasionally, he saw a few familiar names, some of whom were ordinary classmates he had rarely spoken to, and some of whom he had a good relationship with.

Date Kou has been promoted to the rank of police inspector, which is a very fast promotion speed for a non-professional group.

Kenji Hagiwara transferred from the Explosives Class to the Investigation Division 1. Maybe he had found his direction. Rei Furuya felt that with Hagiwara's intelligence, he could do well no matter where he was. Of course, the premise was that he didn't always think about socializing with girls.

Jinpei Matsuda is still in the explosion class, which has always been his wish. He is still so good at disassembly, and no matter what machine it is, he can make it very simple in his hands. No wonder he became a team leader not long after graduation.

Furiya Rei looked at the resumes of his former friends and couldn't help but smile.

He felt relieved that everything was fine. Although he couldn't meet them, everyone was striving for their ideals, which was really good.

Maybe after the organization is destroyed, they can still go out and party together like they did in school.

Furiya Rei continued flipping through the pages, but didn't see anything noteworthy until he saw Hagiwara Kenji's transfer application and the explosion incident before that.

"Ginza... explosion... 3 people slightly injured, one resident dead...?"

Fūya Rei recited the key words, looked at the words, and slowly painted them into images in his mind.

The bomb that had stopped suddenly started moving again. Someone jumped down with the bomb before it exploded, and everyone was rescued.

For no apparent reason, Furuya Rei thought of Yayoi.

Amnesia, organization, and the second year of graduate school suddenly transferred to the first investigation department...

"Bang--"

Furukaya Rei punched the wall, and after a long time, he opened his eyes again.

He closed the computer, tidied his clothes, left the data room, and retrieved his gun and cell phone from the person on duty at the door.

"I just got a call, Officer Furuya." The officer on duty said as he returned the phone. Suddenly he saw Furuya Rei's hand and said, "Oh, you're injured. Do you want a bandage?"

Fūya Rei looked at his hands. The skin on the joints was a little scratched and slightly red.

"It's okay, maybe he will recover before the bandage is finished." He smiled and joked, preparing to leave the police station.

He should have gone home to catch up on some sleep, as that kid had dragged him to play games all night yesterday. But he wasn't feeling sleepy at all, and he thought it would be best if he didn't go back right away.

He was afraid that when he returned he would pull Yashi's collar and shake him hard to see what was going on in his head.

He was happy that Hagiwara was okay, but this shouldn't be based on the fact that Yayoi went out of her way to save him.

It must have been intentional. The Explosive Explosion Disposal Team would not take action before evacuating the crowd. Yayoi avoided the search and ran to the scene. He must have heard from somewhere that the bomb would explode.

Did he take his life lightly just because he thought nothing would happen to him? And what if something happened? The current situation... He actually went to the organization and registered with Gin. What happened in between?

After walking outside for ten minutes, Fūya Rei still felt unable to calm the anger in his heart.

Not as good as

Confiscate his phone for a day.

Yashi doesn't know yet that his cell phone is about to be lost. As a severe internet addict, the first thing he does when he opens his eyes in the morning is to look for his cell phone. Losing his cell phone might make him more miserable than losing himself.

He was still asleep, and now was his sleeping time.

Because of his frequent insomnia, he could only fall asleep when he was extremely sleepy, and he usually slept for the entire morning.

At this moment, a ghostly figure entered the room. It was a very tall young man with slender limbs. He appeared beside Yashiro's bed and stared at the sleeping boy with a complicated expression.

This was a killer, and he was the man who had just made the decision to kill Nishitaka Yayoi a day ago. So far, he had never failed to kill anyone he wanted to kill. At this time, he came to the defenseless Yayoi.

Verlaine, wearing a high-end black suit—which looked like he hadn't changed it all day and had a few wrinkles at the ends, but still harmless—looked at Yayoi.

"Why on earth..." Wei Erlan muttered to himself while staring at Yashiro. He frowned slightly, and his expression was somewhat similar to that of Nakahara Chuuya. "Why on earth?"

Yashiro was completely unaware that danger was right in front of her. There was a hint of smile on the corner of her mouth even in her sleep, and she looked very gentle and amiable.

Wei Erlain leaned over and placed his hands on Miyoshi's face: "Why did you forgive her?"

Wei Erlain thought of the animation he had just watched, in which Xi Gao Yashi was almost killed after being betrayed by someone he trusted, and then was captured by the enemy camp...

He didn't care about the spoilers in the comments [The most exciting chapter of this work is coming soon]. He just didn't understand it at all. After asking in the comment section "Did Saitaka Yayoi forgive the person who betrayed him?", a fan who happened to see it enthusiastically told him the answer.

If it was Verlaine himself, even if he was in the same position, he would kill that person to set an example, but Sicamoushi forgave her so generously? Just because she was the daughter of his dead teacher?

Verlaine didn't understand at all and even started arguing with the fan. Then a few passers-by saw Verlaine being unreasonable and helped the fan to rant back. Verlaine argued with four or five people in turn, and finally someone who couldn't stand it reported the comment and deleted it.

Originally, the matter should have ended here, and he wanted to see what happened next. But after watching a little bit, Wei Erlan became more and more entangled, so he simply picked up his coat and ran to Yashi, intending to ask him personally.

The sleeping position is quite good

Love...

Weilun thought to himself, but soon remembered why he was here, and reached out to wake up Yayoi.

Yashi reached out and patted the back of his hand, then turned over vaguely: “Stop making noise.”

Weilun pursed his lips and finally remembered how difficult it was for Yashiro to get up, but he was very persistent. He had to get the answer today, otherwise he would die with regrets.

"Xi Gao Ya Shi..." He called Ya Shi's name in a cello-like voice, but such a gentle voice would certainly be useless for those who had difficulty getting up.

"Get up." Verlaine had never called anyone to get up in his life.

As for waking up Yayo, only Chihiro Akasaki can do this in the anime. Most of the time, in the fresh and bright morning, accompanied by the light piano sound BGM, Chihiro Akasaki pulls open the curtains of Yayo's room, and then turns around and calls him gently.

Yashi usually ignored him, and only said reluctantly after the third time: "One minute... One more minute..."

Then the camera will move to the door of the room. You can't see what's happening inside, only continuous loud noises can be heard. Then Nishitaka Yayoi will be able to sit in the office refreshed.

No references.

Weilun pondered for a long time. If the person was pretending to be asleep, he could be woken up by just pulling out a gun. But what should he do with the person who was really asleep?

While thinking, Wei Erlain unconsciously reached out and poked Yashiro.

Yashi only felt that someone had been touching him. His consciousness was a little fuzzy now, and he was still immersed in the dream just now. He could hardly distinguish between dreams and reality.

He dreamed that when he was with Chuuya yesterday, he did not meet Kudo Shinichi and the others, and they did not separate afterwards. When they were talking together, Wei Laine suddenly appeared and stabbed him in front of Chuuya.

The pain was very real, and he was particularly afraid of pain, so his expression was somewhat out of control, but his wound began to heal as the knife cut into him.

This is his special ability. Serious injuries heal faster than minor ones. Perhaps it is a kind of passive resistance of the body. He doesn't care so it is okay to let it heal slowly.

But even though he was fine, he still looked like he was dying, and he fell into Chuuya's arms, holding his hand and telling him, "Don't seek revenge, it's okay."

But Zhong didn't listen. He just left him there and ran off to find Verlaineoneonone.

Wei Lain was even more cunning. After Zhong Ye left, he came back, squatted beside him, and poked him a few times with his hand.

"Wake up, I know you are still alive, Xi Gao Miyo."

Yashiro thought this dream was too funny. How could Verlaine be so easy to talk to?

But he suddenly dreamed of Wei Lain, does that mean the plot is about to begin? In short, he certainly wouldn't dream of someone he had never seen for no reason, maybe it was the will of the gods.

Yashiro was almost awake, but he didn't want to open his eyes yet. For some reason, the touch in the dream had not disappeared, and he felt that Wei Erlain was still poking him.

Yashiro still planned to get up. After opening her eyes completely, the feeling should be gone.

This dream is really interesting, Verlaine is so OOC...

Yashi slowly opened his eyes, revealing his misty green pupils. In the blur, he saw the blond young man, with obvious sadness on his face, looking at him quietly.

He wore an old top hat on his head, and his eyes, as blue as the ocean, contained a hint of melancholy.

"Xi Gao Mi Shi, you finally woke up." Wei Erlan saw his shocked expression and said calmly, "I won't kill you now, but you have to answer my questions truthfully."

Yashi's hands suddenly covered his abdomen, which was the place where Weierlain stabbed him in the dream. Although it was a dream, perhaps because he had experienced similar things before, the DLC loaded in the dream was very real, and he really felt the pain.

He was silent for a few seconds, covered his head with the quilt and closed his eyes, thinking that he must be dreaming.

How could Verlaine be here?

Perhaps he was not awake to begin with, and after he closed his eyes, he fell asleep directly. Weilaine was still standing where he was just now, playing with the blood-stained dagger in his hand, giving him a gentle and gentlemanly smile.

"Ah, you dare to come back."

Yashiro sat up, looked at Weilan who had not disappeared yet, and pinched his face.

After confirming that the hand feeling was not a disguise or anything else, and was really the real person, Yashiro let go of his hand and pretended nothing had happened.

Weilun looked at him in astonishment. He knew that Yashiro would definitely not fight. He could tell that just by looking at his arms, so he didn't take any special precautions.

Yashiro took a deep breath, her eyes were still a little closed, and she said in a cider-like manner and a very cold tone: "Speak."!