Chapter 78
Some things don't need to be said too clearly, sometimes it's better to be vague.
As an opponent, Sheng is a very difficult enemy, but as a companion, he is very reassuring. This is the only good news in these days.
Yashi covered her mouth and yawned, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Would you like to take a nap?" Sheng Ye said immediately, looking at him with concern. The light from the window shone on him, and he looked like the Son of God illuminated by the holy light.
Yashiro didn't refuse and nodded: "Thank you for your help."
"It's okay." Shengye curled his eyes, stood up, took off his coat, and put it on Yashi, "Just make do here for a while, I'll be there to watch over you."
Yashi felt that she could no longer open her eyes, so she lay down without resisting and closed her eyes.
But perhaps because he was too sleepy, he couldn't fall asleep immediately. His mind was clear enough for him to finish a math test and two more Sudoku puzzles.
It was really gratifying to be able to reach a consensus with Seiya, and as for this matter, Yashiro felt that there was no need to worry about whether the other party would betray her.
If the enemy is God.
Seiya is even less reverent than him. Yayoi calls the cartoonist "God-sama", while Seiya simply calls him "natural disaster".
Natural disasters refer to natural disasters that are difficult for humans to prevent. In a sense, this is indeed very appropriate.
Maybe natural disasters are right, after all, everything the cartoonist does is to make things difficult for him.
Yayoi recalled that he once asked Chihiro indirectly what he would do if he were the protagonist of a comic book.
This kind of hypothetical question is not considered a violation of the rules. At least this time, Yayoi asked the question completely, and Chihiro also gave his answer after thinking about it.
"Run away." Qian Huang said to him, staring at him seriously with his red eyes.
At that moment, Yashiro seemed to see something through him.
"The pressure of this world should not all be on you. After you are gone, the author must always be responsible for his work. If it is really just a virtual work, I hope you can put it all aside and live the life you want."
Yashiro held his hand and was about to say something, but Chihiro's expression went blank for a moment, and he said as if he was being manipulated: "No matter who you are, I will always love you. Don't think about these useless things, Yashiro."
The cartoonist's intention is to create
He found the characters that most people liked, and Xigao Miyoshi, as his favorite among these characters, received the most love from him.
When he first realized all this, Yayoi was quite confused. If his life was imagined by another person, then who was thinking about it now, him or the cartoonist?
But soon Yashiro realized that such thinking was meaningless, because there would be no end to thinking like this.
So above that, could it be that a cartoonist, some other person, created such a world out of his imagination?
Outside of that box, there may be other creators manipulating their behavior.
He just needs to know that no matter whether it is him or the god who is controlling him who is thinking, the final result is his existence. At this point, he has become a person independent of the creator's thoughts.
It was indeed quite difficult to figure these things out, and Yashi stayed up for two nights.
Things become very simple after that. If you want to solve his current dilemma, you have to finish the manga.
The end must have a suitable ending. If Sheng Ye is willing to cooperate with him, this matter will become much easier. No wonder in his original world, he is not allowed to say that the world is a fictional work.
Every time he wanted to bring up this topic, he would be interrupted by other things, as if no one else in the world was allowed to know the truth except himself.
Yashiro felt that his knowledge of these things might have been deliberately arranged. The author needed him to become more mature and powerful, and to become a leader that everyone could trust. It might really be a good idea to let him know the truth about the world.
He has indeed become calmer since then. The sign of a person's maturity is that he can face everything more calmly. He has no one to talk to about this kind of distress, so he can only digest it alone.
The world may not be fake, but the comics are real. As long as the comics are not finished, he will never be able to obtain the freedom he desires.
From the moment he arrived in this world, Yayoi knew that this world might be his opportunity. The setting of the comics was finally unveiled in this world, and it also gave him the opportunity to understand the essence of the world.
So no matter what he faces, he is always calm.
Anyway, there is nothing more outrageous in this world than him being a cartoon character. No matter how many worlds are connected, it makes no difference as long as he can get more truth.
Ever since she participated in the plot and saved Kenji Hagiwara from inevitable death, Yayoi has been waiting for this day.
Similar to his world is "Detective Conan", which has also been serialized for a long time and has no end in sight. If he can end this work as an outsider, he can also end his own world.
When Ichinose took him away, Yayoi was quite indifferent.
He was completely trying to provoke Ichinose on purpose. Although he didn't expect that in a work that was more geared towards boys, there would be a boss who would use such 18+ methods, but when the pain was unbearable, he also thought about whether he could achieve the same goal if he really went crazy.
However, his spirit was still strong enough. After all, he had experienced so many hardships given by the cartoonist, and this kind of brutal injury was nothing to him.
Moreover, his ability was so useful that it didn't even leave any wounds.
But after Shengye contacted him, the situation was completely different.
They have known each other for so many years (although it is only two years in the comics), and Yayoi absolutely trusts Seiya's abilities. If Seiya is willing to assist him, things will become much simpler.
He had made the mistake of dogmatism before, habitually assuming that no one except him would have any memory of the linkage period...
Yashiro didn't know whether they would remember what happened here after returning to their original world. But they remembered it now, and the linkage was still going on. As long as they were still in this world, they would not forget it.
"Shengye-kun." Yashiro called the man's name with his eyes closed.
"I'm here," Shengye replied, his tone as gentle as ever.
Yashi didn't know what to say. He always felt that nothing he said was appropriate.
Sheng didn't rush him, and Yashiro could feel the other person's eyes on his face.
"Are you afraid?"
There was no answer. Yayoi opened her eyes with some effort, only to see Seiya's enlarged face.
The blond boy sat on the carpet, his arm draped in front of Yayoi, his head resting on it.
"If you can't sleep, get up and work. I can help you with some things, but you have to do other things yourself. After all, many people here only know you."
There was a hint of smile in Seiya's voice, which was very reassuring.
Yashi pulled up the clothes covering her body to hide her face: "Good night."
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Dazai Osamu stopped and turned to face the gentleman with a European face.
The man had golden hair that shone like the sun, braided around his shoulders. He was wearing a tailor-made suit, which showed his difference as a cadre from head to toe.
"You care about him so much, but you don't even know about this?" Weilun raised the corners of his mouth slightly. His gentle and humble expression seemed a bit mocking in Dazai Osamu's eyes.
The black-haired boy lowered his eyes, his right eye was wrapped in bandages. It was unknown what he was thinking, and he did not immediately answer Weilun's question.
Weilun really cared about it. He had planned it for a long time and even threatened Dazai Osamu to stop the plan. Now he has become one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia before him.
"Not as much as you care about." Dazai Osamu said meaningfully, his soft voice sounded like he was reciting poetry. Facing Weilun, who could beat him with one hand without using his supernatural powers, he was not afraid at all. "I heard that the cadres often receive some express deliveries, and the member in charge of checking said..."
He didn't finish his words, and stretched out the last syllable as if he was not satisfied.
"Yes, they are all his peripherals." Weilun said frankly. He crossed his arms over his chest, raised his chin and looked down at Dazai - this action made him somewhat hallucinate Nakahara Chuuya, but Nakahara Chuuya would never look down at him in his life - and smiled coldly, "I'm not like you. He still thinks you don't like him, right? No wonder, no one will have a good impression of someone who is always monitoring them."
Of course, Dazai Osamu had people placed around Yayo, otherwise it would be impossible to find him by chance every time.
What Verlaine said was true, but such surveillance was carried out with Yayoi's tacit consent. At least Dazai Osamu enjoyed such tacit understanding.
Dazai Osamu would not reveal his emotions in front of Weilun. He turned and left, and the windbreaker on his shoulders drew an arc in the air, carrying a somewhat panic-inducing premonition.
Wei Erlain pulled the hat on his hair down, and the corners of his mouth curved, and a deep and magnetic voice came out of his mouth: "Things are getting interesting."
Verlaine left in the opposite direction of Dazai Osamu, and their destinations were completely different. Suddenly, he saw a figure walking in front of him, and Verlaine's eyes lit up and he quickly chased after it.
“Chuuya, I have something to ask you. That coal stove…how do you use it? What does uneasiness mean?”
The ochre-haired boy stopped and turned to look at him politely. He was wearing a new choker around his neck. Weilun easily recognized that it was the one he gave him, and he was very satisfied.
The people in that organization, at least GIN, are quite reliable in this regard.
"Do you want to buy anything?" asked Nakahara Chuuya. He had mixed feelings about this... big brother who appeared out of nowhere.
"It's the bath ball that was just released yesterday. I really want to buy one." Weilun smiled as if a big rose was blooming behind him, and said to Nakahara Chuuya.
Nakahara Chuuya paused and recalled the bath ball that was released yesterday.
There is a tag at the knot, and the rest is just an ordinary green bath ball that costs 300 yuan in the mall, but the official price is 2,300 yuan.
Even though Zhongyuan Zhongye had money, he still felt that the people who bought these were too greedy, so he bought ten this time.
However, he didn't really understand Weilun's problem. He was initially picked up by Cheese Meow Meow and brought back to join the tour group because he tweeted to inquire about the difficulty of trading collected items on second-hand websites. Nakahara Chuuya always felt that he was quite lucky.
But ever since he found out that the sixteen-year-old high school girl was actually the burly, six-foot-tall man from the brewery next door, Nakahara Chuuya felt like dying when he looked at the various Internet terms used by the other party in the chat history between him and Vodka.
[Super sweet little cat Cheese Sauce: Hat mommy, thank you for your hard work! Chew! (love) (happy) (circle)]
"Chuya?" Being an excellent elder brother, Weilun quickly noticed Chuya Nakahara's discomfort and asked.
"No, it's okay." Nakahara Chuuya took out his phone with a serious expression and said to Wei Erlan, "I'm not really sure about this. I'll ask our team leader if I can add you. The products this time are so unique. Not many people bought them. There should be some left."
The first call was not connected, and Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know why the other party didn't answer. Last time the netizen met in person, he unilaterally thought that Vodka was a 16-year-old JK, and Vodka unilaterally thought that he was a 29-year-old rich woman, but the misunderstanding was resolved and everything was fine.
Nakahara Chuuya continued to buy peripherals, and Vodka continued to pretend to be a JK and start a group, both pretending not to know the other's black team identity.
Because of this commonality, the two have a better online relationship than before. Nakahara Chuuya would occasionally complain to him about how annoying his partner is, and Vodka would often say that he got another Su point from his big brother today, and he was happy.
"I'll come back to you after he replies." Nakahara Chuuya waited for half a minute without answering the call and said to Weilun.
Verlaine readily agreed, and now they made an appointment for the next meeting, saying, “Would you like to go to lunch together? There’s a new restaurant nearby.
”
Zhong Yuanzhong had no reason to refuse, and when he was halfway through nodding, he suddenly received a reply call.
[It's me.] Vodka's voice came from the other side, and he didn't sound very emotional, which was quite rare.
For people like them, it is difficult to find anything that can help them cool down.
"What's the matter?" Zhong Yuanzhong did not immediately state his purpose. After noticing Vodka's mood, he asked about the other party's situation in a very understanding manner, "Did you break up?"
He said half-jokingly that after all, they were not real companions, and if confidential information was involved, it would be easy for the other party to change their words.
[Alas.] Vodka sighed heavily, and from the tone of his voice, it seemed like he could tell him, [The hat is too... Sir, my heart hurts.]
Nakahara Chuuya pretended not to hear the other party's change of words.
"Are you really heartbroken?" Nakahara Chuuya raised an eyebrow and said.
Vodka sighed again, his voice even sadder: [I heard from my eldest brother, Apple Wine, oh, Yashi was tortured to death, the room was full of blood, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. How could the boss have the heart to do this! Even Jin Beisheng didn't touch him, oh, who made him the boss... my baby...]
Vodka sighed, and his depressed mood eased a little. He was very grateful to Nakahara Chuuya for listening to him carefully, so he asked: "What do you want to talk to me about? Although the bath ball does have some leeks...but if you buy ten, the gift is a new handle, so I am considering buying more than one."
“…”
[Mr. Hat?] Vodka asked in confusion when he heard no sound from the other end.
"I am his elder brother."
Vodka heard the elegant and smooth sound like a cello coming from the other side and showed a somewhat confused expression.
"We have met, Verlaine."
[I see……]
When I heard the name Vodka, I remembered that this person had stolen a photo card from him. Could he be the brother of Mrs. Hat?
"I want to meet with GIN. Can you tell him?"
Vodka turned his head and looked at Gin who was sitting next to him. The man with long silver hair had a Bluetooth headset in his ears and was staring into the distance with a cold expression.
Seeing Gin raise his hand slightly, Vodka immediately understood what he meant and said: [I will talk to my brother. Will you still call me when there is a result?]
Gin lit a cigarette and slowly blew out a puff of smoke. !
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