"The Museum?"

"Yes." Mao Lilan said awkwardly, "I wonder if Mr. Hinata is interested."

Hinata Sou thought for a moment and said, "It's not that I'm not interested, but why did you call me? I haven't moved here long."

"How could that be? Mr. Hinata is very friendly and everyone likes you." Mao Lilan waved her hands quickly, "Besides, my father said that Mr. Hinata had just been frightened some time ago, so visiting a quiet place like an art museum might help eliminate the psychological shadow."

Hinata Hajime: ...

Ah, the explosion some time ago.

"I understand." Hinata Hajime nodded, "I will go there on time. Thank Mr. Maori for me."

When Mao Lilan saw that Hinata Hajime agreed, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then waved goodbye to Hinata Hajime. The girl in school uniform ran out. Suzuki Sonoko, whom she had met before, was waiting for her beside her. When she saw Hinata Hajime, she smiled and waved towards them.

"He's a very enthusiastic person." Hinata Hajime closed the door. "Tomorrow is Saturday, yes, but why is it Maori Kogoro? I don't think I've met him before."

"Mouri Kogoro was once a criminal policeman. He opened the Mouri Detective Agency after he resigned. He is an old acquaintance of Megure Jusan." Nanami Chiaki read the information she found, but soon Nanami Chiaki laughed and said, "But I still think Hinata-kun is very friendly. Everyone wants to be friends with you."

"But no one will become friends with someone before they know each other." Hinata Hajime looked at Nanami Chiaki helplessly, "We also became friends after we got to know each other, didn't we?"

Chiaki Nanami hugged the Usagi doll and sighed, "Hinata-kun always thinks too much."

"Ah, is this considered thinking too much?" Hinata scratched his hair helplessly, "A normal person would think so."

Therefore, he felt that those talented people were too calm and would accept strange things calmly. In the new world program, he was the only one who constantly doubted this world. In the end, he became the strangest person.

Maybe that's why he is an ordinary person.

"Anyway, Hinata-kun, prepare for your activities with your friends tomorrow!" Nanami Chiaki said, "Have fun."

"Even if you say so, Nanami, we're just going to the museum, so there's no need to prepare anything."

Hinata Hajime murmured, but he still listened to Nanami Chiaki and thought about whether he should bring something tomorrow.

Looking at Hinata Hajime who was thinking while taking things, Nanami Chiaki smiled with relief while hugging Usagi.

That's great.

In their world, Hinata Hajime was really too tired. After carrying despair on his shoulders, Hinata Hajime began to take everyone's responsibility on himself. But in fact, among them, if the actual number of kills was counted, Hinata Hajime was definitely the one with the least.

Kamijū Izuru, the mastermind behind all this, simply watched the deaths of others. He never intervened, nor did he directly cause anyone's death.

Hinata Souzai is the one among them who does not need atonement.

However, the world collapsed to such an extent that some talents, including dancers and photographers, could no longer be truly utilized, and in the end, only the super high school level all-rounder could control the overall situation.

So it's great that Hinata Hajime came to this world. Apart from searching for the fragments of despair, he no longer forces himself to do so much work, and no longer smiles and says that it doesn't matter. Even if he wants to force himself, Kamisama-kun will stop him.

If what the world consciousness says is true, collecting all the fragments of hope can really restore the world to its original state.

Then Nanami Chiaki hopes that after the world recovers, they can really organize an activity with Hinata Sou just for fun, prepare Hinata's favorite things, preferably on a day that is very important to Hinata, and then everyone can thank him together.

It's decided.

…

Hinata Hajime waited at the entrance of the art museum for half an hour, and saw the tour guide was about to take people in, but Maori and others still didn't show up.

He really thought he was being let go.

The tour guide asked everyone to follow, and Hinata Hajime walked over helplessly and called Edogawa Conan at the door. During the call, Hinata Hajime learned why they didn't come. Of course, it was because they encountered another murder case. They were just buying a souvenir, but they saw bloodstains and the body was stuffed into the cabinet and squeezed to death, which scared everyone.

So they called the police and waited for them to arrive, and Conan apologized to Hinata Hajime for this.

"Since it was an accident, there is no need to apologize." Hinata Hajime said with mixed feelings, "But why do you always encounter murders?"

Conan Edogawa was silent for a moment, "From a macro perspective, weather can also lead to crime and increase the crime rate."

"What about micro?"

"It's all coincidence."

Conan Edogawa rationally analyzed the data with Hinata Hajime, and finally came to a conclusion, "In short, the fact that we have encountered so many murders is consistent with probability theory. These are all coincidences, just very perfect coincidences, that's it."

"So it must be a perfect coincidence for this to happen. One of you must be unlucky." Hinata Souzan was determined.

"That definitely won't be me." Edogawa Conan vowed.

Hinata Hajime twitched his lips, "Why not you?"

"Do you think people with the same voice as you are doomed to be unlucky?" Edogawa Conan answered, and then he suddenly stopped talking, "Let's not talk about it for now, I think I found something strange, which may be a clue to the murder."

With a click, the call was hung up and Hinata Sou looked at the phone helplessly.

It's bad luck in life.

In fact, Hinata Sou felt that his life was not unlucky, and in some ways it could even be said to be a bit miserable.

Is it because he and Conan share the same voice?

Putting away his cell phone, Hinata Hajime followed the tour guide into the art museum. There were rows of paintings hanging in the museum, but what was exhibited were not only masterpieces by famous artists, but also works by some unknown painters, most of whom were students of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Hinata Sou actually doesn't have any idea about paintings. His understanding of paintings is limited to whether they are beautiful or not. If Tsuchiya was here, he would definitely be very interested.

It is a relatively novel experience to look at the paintings of art academy students. Perhaps because they have not experienced the harsh beatings of society, their paintings may not be exquisite, but they are full of interest and love, and those paintings are easily liked by everyone.

When seeing the last painting, Hinata Hajime looked at his watch. Two hours had passed, but Conan and the others still hadn't arrived.

It seems that they will have to find another time to visit the exhibition.

"Everyone! Now is the last activity!" The tour guide announced from the front. "At the end, the museum will provide everyone with drawing boards, drawing paper and paints. You can draw on them and take them back as souvenirs."

Hinata Hajime looked at the paint in his hand, with a hint of curiosity in his green eyes.

[I do have some talent for drawing.] Kamukura Izuru suddenly spoke.

[But, you haven't tried it yet.] Hinata Hajime became slightly interested, [In our world, there is no time to do these things, and I don't want to use my talent. Anyway, it's just a try, I can do it myself.]

[Although I haven’t learned to draw, I don’t think it will look very good when the time comes.] Hinata Hajime murmured.

Kamukura Izuru looked at the blank paper in front of him and said, "You draw it."

【Hmm?】

【When you finish drawing, give it to me. 】

We complete a painting together.

Hinata Hajime was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and then spread a lot of colors on the drawing paper. Unlike the people around him who were cautious, he casually incorporated all the colors he wanted. The colors mixed together were a little dirty, but it didn't matter, because Hinata Hajime knew that after Kamijou Izuru took over.

No matter how bad the situation is, it will become the most beautiful picture.

He believed this, and believed even more in Kamizuru.

Ten minutes later, Hinata Hajime stopped and looked at the messy drawing paper in front of him. However, there were messy colors all around, but he left a hole in the middle. Hinata Hajime looked at the unclear painting, and then covered his eyes in embarrassment. [Should I say it's finished? ]

Hinata Hajime handed over control of his body to Kamijou Izuru, who looked at the painting in front of him in silence for three seconds.

[Is it troublesome? Actually, I don't know what to draw. I just wanted to add a lot of colors to the picture, and it turned out like this.] Hinata Hajime murmured. He looked at the picture in front of him, with a little sigh in his voice, [It's such beautiful colors, but when mixed together, it turns out to be black.]

【knew.】

Kamukura Izuru picked up the pen beside him and calmly added another layer of black to the already overwhelming black, making the picture even darker.

But in the vast expanse of darkness, Hinata Hajime could see a person filled with sunlight standing in the middle. He had his eyes closed and his face could not be seen clearly. He formed the sharpest contrast with the surrounding darkness, as if the darkness behind him had cast his sunlight.

The tour guide saw this when she came over, she was startled and then looked towards Kamuzuru.

"Did you draw this? Wow, it's a great painting. Can I ask who drew this?"

Kamizuru put down his brush and said, "I am myself."

"It's amazing." The tour guide exclaimed sincerely.

【Out of control.】Hinata Hajime looked at the painting, 【Did I ever tell you that you are really amazing.】

[No need.] Kamukura Izuru took down the painting, [You are praising yourself when you praise me, it's boring, there's no need to say it.]

If our lives are full of darkness, it doesn’t matter, as long as we are together, the world will be full of light.