How long has it been since someone called out this name? Shi Bai's eyes fell on the "self" in front of him.

The half-demon who was also "Nashimoto Kanemitsu" had red hair scattered on his shoulders. When he called out this name, his expression was so complicated that he couldn't even understand what he was doing.

Because of this name, at this most tense moment, Shi Bai unconsciously recalled what happened at the beginning - when he left home.

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"Have you decided to retire, Prince Sony?"

The door of the room was opened, and a voice came in at the right time, with a hint of teasing, and a slightly rising end, carrying the stability and gentleness of a mature woman. She had big red curly hair draped over her back, and was wearing a formal suit with a small name tag on her chest that read [Sukata Nashimoto - Psychological Counselor].

"I've been told not to call me that, sister." The young man sitting on the sofa in the room replied helplessly.

Nashimoto Shouka leaned against the door, holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee in her hand. Her posture was casual, but she exuded a kind of dignified temperament that was hard to replicate. She chuckled and said, "I'm not joking. You know, the mysterious second prince five years ago attracted the attention of my classmates."

"But in that scene, [Sony] was just a background character who showed up once..."

"Maybe it's best not to have it, right?" Knowing that he couldn't tease her too much, after saying this, Nashimoto Suka put away his teasing smile and said softly, "No one will come here. I have excellent confidentiality here, so you don't have to hide it so strictly, Kanemitsu."

The young man whose name was called relaxed a little when he heard these words. He took off his large glasses and hood, and his semi-long red hair was no longer covered. His delicate face exposed to the air was 50% similar to the psychologist. The remaining difference was only the difference in the unique facial features of men and women and the difference in temperament.

However, these are not the main points. If someone who knows a little about the entertainment industry comes along, he or she will realize that the young man sitting in this consultation room is the idol actor Kanemitsu Nashimoto who has become quite famous in recent years.

"So are you sure?" Nashimoto asked again, "You're still on the rise. Even for a female idol, 20 is still pretty young."

"When I signed the contract that year, I only signed for five years." Nashimoto Kanemitsu lowered his eyes, his bright red bangs hanging in front of his eyes, making his face look even more indifferent. It seemed that even when he was talking to his own sister, he did not lose some of the coldness.

But how could Nashimoto Suka not understand her brother? She sat down on the opposite side of the sofa, and put the porcelain cup of coffee on the glass tea table with a light clinking sound. She said calmly, "It's more than that."

"Let me guess... Is it related to the Time Government that invited you before?"

Nashimoto Kanemitsu did not answer, but this gesture clearly indicated his acquiescence. Regarding his brother's reaction, Nashimoto Shouka sighed, "If you have already made up your mind, I will not stand in your way."

"Rather, I'm already very happy that you're willing to let it go." Nashimoto Shouka said, "Even though you've never liked exposing yourself to others since you were a child..."

"You became an idol just because being an idol is glamorous enough and you wanted your little sister to see you... but your little sister's disappearance had nothing to do with you."

Nashimoto Kanemitsu lowered his eyes and did not react to his sister's words. Instead, he simply changed the subject: "Sister, do you know about Kamikakushi?"

Nashimoto Shouka was stunned: "What?"

Kanemitsu Nashimoto replied: "I had never thought of this possibility before... I just thought that I didn't keep a close eye on her and that's why she got lost accidentally."

"But a month ago, current affairs came to my mind and I suddenly thought of this matter."

"What if Haruka wasn't lost, but disappeared?"

Nashimoto Suga frowned, not really agreeing with this idea, and the reason was very simple: "...What kind of existence is strong enough to be a half-demon? Even though my little sister was still young at the time, she was a monster with her own name."

"That's why I said—" Nashimoto Kanemitsu suddenly raised his head, and his pair of light green vertical pupils met his sister's, "She is a human being named [Yozakura], not a [Yumachi] from the monster side."

Nashimoto Suka suddenly lost her voice. Her eyes, which were not exposed because she had been keeping her head down, were in disbelief. The woman who had always maintained a gentle temperament, ended her voice with a panic and confusion: "You went to your grandma's place?"

"Do you know what you are doing now!" Nashika Nashimoto stood up suddenly, and put her hands on the coffee table, making a loud sound that made the glass wail. She almost trembled as she spoke, no longer having her initial calmness.

"You are not my little sister, you are not a half-demon with monster blood! You are just a human, a human with decent spiritual power!"

"Do you know what the chance is of dying if you do this?" Seeing that her brother still had no reaction, Nashika Nashimoto couldn't imagine how many things he had hidden from her when she wasn't seeing.

"Nashimoto Kanemitsu! Do you know what [awakening] means?! Forcing the demon blood in your body to activate, no matter how gentle grandma's method is, it will only continue to devour your human part bit by bit in the end! You are no longer a human! And this is the best outcome!"

"——But only by doing this can I have a chance to find her." Nashimoto Kanemitsu no longer restrained his aura, his expression was still indifferent, only his vertical pupils shrunk into a thin line could barely reveal some of his emotions at the moment.

Facing those no longer calm pupils, psychological counselor Hisaka Nashimoto finally realized that, whether it was ten years ago or now, his brother's attitude towards his younger sister had never changed - or rather, with the passage of time, his brother's mentality had become more obsessive and radical.

Not wanting to start another argument with her brother about this, Nashika Nashimoto could only control her emotions. She laughed as if to mock herself: "Really... when you mentioned the concept of current affairs, I should have guessed it today."

"I'm sorry, sister." Nashimoto Kanemitsu lowered his head again, and said, "I'm willful again."

"You know you're wrong, but you'll still dare to do it next time." Li Ben Shouka said with a hint of sarcasm: "You kid, you really haven't changed since you were a kid."

"Okay, let's talk about the Time Government. I thought it was just a job related to that, but now it seems that it's not that simple."

Nashimoto Kanemitsu nodded and replied, "I think it's outside the world, like a parallel world or something like that."

Nashimoto Shouka: "So you suspect that my sister's disappearance is related to another world?"

Nashimoto Kanemitsu nodded: "I heard some very interesting concepts about time gaps and space travel - if my sister is still in this world, but not at the same time as us, or maybe she is in another world..."

"This information, the current political situation should not be explained to you, a newcomer who has not yet been employed." Nashimoto Shouka sat on the edge of the sofa with his chin in his hand, half-turning his face to look at his brother's delicate face that was enough to deceive others, "I won't ask how you know it, how long do you plan to stay?"

Nashimoto Kanemitsu blinked his eyes and said, "Because it is the outside world, the time is not the same."

"So you have plenty of time to check?" Nashimoto Shouka almost applauded his brother. "You have a really good plan."

"Not only that..." Nashimoto Kanemitsu said, "I also suspect that my sister's disappearance is related to current politics. Because I feel that the fluctuation of power when they appear... is very similar to when my sister disappeared."

Nashimoto Shouka responded a few times, and then asked when the topic came to an end: "By the way, my name among the monsters is Yumi Cheng, what is your name?"

"As a sister, I still don't know my brother's name. I'm really unqualified."

The red-haired young man was startled. He raised his head, and his clear and clean vertical pupils met the emerald green eyes that were very similar to his own. He said seriously, "Shibai, Shi means poems, and Bai means numbers. There are hundreds of poems. I heard that it was what happened when grandpa met grandma."

Nashimoto Shouka murmured helplessly: "Grandma is still the same as always."

"Well, since you want to go, I won't stop you." Li Ben Shouka said calmly, "I just want you to promise me one thing."

"Keep yourself safe, and I'll help you with your agent's issues."

"Oh, by the way, which excuse would be better, traveling through time or going back to inherit the throne?"

"……elder sister!"

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The name is a curse, and from the moment a human chooses to become a half-demon, the name has become more important and more important to Kanemitsu Nashimoto. However, it cannot be denied that Kanemitsu Nashimoto is his original and most fundamental name.

Shi Bai raised his head and looked at the red-haired young man who was a head taller than him at the moment: "I don't understand."

He repeated, "I don't understand why you took my little sister away."

His sister had long become Shi Bai's obsession, and he gave up everything to find his sister and bring her home. However, he had already gotten a vague answer when he met the man in front of him last time - but even if Shi Bai realized it, he still didn't dare to admit it or believe it.

Because he didn't understand why it was "himself" who took his sister away.

Now that he had confirmed the fact - that he was the one who took his sister away, Shi Bai was no longer nervous, nor was he worried about mental pollution. He just wanted an answer.

His pupils, as clear as violet, were a little empty. He said, "Did I do something wrong? Will I bring danger to my little sister?"

Shibai knows his obsessions and what he cares about. He also understands himself - monsters are greedy and follow their hearts.

When he was a human, Shibai would restrain himself and follow the rules that humans should abide by, but after the monster blood was aroused, all the defects of a cat were perfectly presented in Shibai.

It's just like he willfully chooses to leave home and has a big fight with the gentle sister who raised him, because he knows that she will never be really angry with him and that she will definitely tolerate him. After all, who made him a little kitten?

So through the attitude of the person in front of him, Shi Bai suddenly realized something, and lost the idea of ​​wanting to kill the other person. The mood that was affected before had already recovered completely. At this moment, he was just thinking whether he had done something wrong and hurt his family, which led him to choose to go back to the past and take his sister away.

If that's really the case.

If only the person in front of me could protect my sister.

"Then I won't resist." Shi Bai said calmly: "Just as you said, because you are me."

"——So, I want to know what you are angry about."

As if hearing something ridiculous, the red-haired half-demon suddenly laughed, and her eyes, beautiful as emeralds, were as cold as water, reflecting nothing.

In just a moment, the defenseless Shibai was thrown to the ground, and a bony hand tightly grasped the neck of the body of Fukushin. Fukushin does not need to breathe - whether it is a half-demon or Shibai, they all know this.

Shi Bai couldn't feel the suffocation, he could only feel the power that was going to kill him. When they collided as equals, he felt as if he was being absorbed and killed. However, because the half-demon's power was out of control at the moment, it was not exactly the same as Shi Bai's using spiritual power, so it would not cause one of them to die.

The half-demon's joints turned white, and his knuckles became numb from the excessive force. His sharp nails dug deep into Shibai's flesh, and intense pain came from his neck. But when he met the pair of vertical pupils belonging to a monster, Shibai even lost the idea of ​​extending his hands.

Just like a sorcerer would suffer backlash if his illusion failed, once similar mental fluctuations were connected together, it would be like mental pollution that could not be resisted.

Shi Bai was uncontrollably immersed in that strong emotion.

Hatred, anger, guilt, and intense self-loathing.

The author has something to say: Let me do the math, adding the one thousand from last time, there is still a shortfall of three thousand four!