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Very good, it really was a dream.

Noel looked at the vast expanse of white surroundings. With his own fighting ability, he would not be suddenly abducted to such an area, so this must be fake.

"Why didn't you call me when you killed someone this time?"

A voice came from the void, the timbre was the same as Noel's, and it was obvious that it was a second personality.

I was dreaming after all. Anyone with a little common sense would know that it is impossible for two personalities with split personality syndrome to communicate directly...

Noel nodded seriously, completely ignoring the voice and just sat there minding his own business.

But then again, whether it is schizophrenia is still open to question. It could also be paranoia or something like that? For example, I actually imagined another personality, and maybe it already existed, such as the memory of the previous summer...

"I think that even fantasy is usually within the scope of one's own cognition. The memories of summer were simply beyond our cognition at the time."

Well, that makes sense. Noel nodded in agreement with the Void's point of view, and then said with a slightly unhappy tone: "So what's the situation now? Is this a spiritual space?"

But before he could get a reply, Noel muttered to himself:

"Although I also know that spiritual space only exists in novels and animations...wait, I'm in the animation now," Noel muttered to himself: "But the scientific world does not have the concept of spiritual space even if it follows scientific rules. Although it seems that no one has ever obtained the memories of humans in another world, anyway, just think of it as a dream."

He explained himself in a self-consistent way, then just lay on the ground and wanted to die. He was tired of talking about mental illness and didn't want to think too much about it.

"So, why didn't you call me when you killed someone this time?"

The voice in the void seemed impatient. After the second inquiry failed, it actually came out of nowhere. That was Noel's appearance four or five years ago, or maybe even earlier? Before he met Morobushi Jingguang, before he got the memory of summer, and before he entered the laboratory, this appearance successfully gave Noel a start, and then he suddenly stood up and pinched the other person's face hard.

"Let go." The other party, let's call him Grappa, pushed Noel's hand away impatiently, speaking with a slightly cold tone.

"Shit, is it really me?" Noel's gray-green eyes widened instantly, then half-closed gently, and said in disgust, "That idiot from the past?"

"It's better than the fact that you can't even kill anyone right now." Grappas refuted without giving the other party any face.

"No, I've let it go now. I killed him decisively," Noel recalled the feeling of pinching Aikawa's neck, then looked down at the dwarf in front of him and asked, "So, you should just disappear, after all, you're useless."

"hehe."

The other party just sneered a few times, which made Noel feel very unhappy. He also felt that the other party was not like himself at all, but rather like Gin.

So in the end, the situation evolved into a situation where one person, big and one small, sat in silence in a corner, each of them.

"So how old are you now?"

Noel was the first to break the silence.

"We are one person, the same age."

Grappa responded casually.

"No, I'm the one who was crazy from the beginning." Noel immediately retorted, "So you should be younger than me?"

"You're overthinking," Grappa said as his appearance gradually changed. He was wearing a black windbreaker, his face was covered by straps, and his eyes were dark gray.

This is the most common way to dress up grappa.

"I feel like I have strayed into a fantasy channel."

Noel complained mercilessly, "But can you please just disappear?"

While executing the plan, Noel felt unstable in his body, which made him somewhat anxious.

"I'll always be watching you." Grappa looked at the other person calmly with his dark grey eyes, looking more mature than Noel.

"Okay, I get it. It's actually a cultivation channel. You are my inner demon, right?"

What Noel didn't expect was that the other party nodded and said, "Maybe, when you die one day, your body will be mine."

"Sounds good."

"Are you sure, your friends..."

"Where do I get my friends from?"

"Tsk, you coward."

"I am not happy when you say that."

"Then you installed the electric wire all over the door. Wasn't it because you were afraid that I would go out and hurt him?"

"Let me tell you, you are indeed my past self, afraid of even electricity."

"...You're scared too."

"I didn’t."

“You just adapt.”

'That means you are not afraid anymore!'

I have to admit that the two Noels together are a bit noisy. The power of a person who already has a talkative nature increases several times when there are two of them.

Finally, the two of them were tired of arguing, so they sat in the center of the open space and fell into silence.

"Hello,"

"I don't like this world that much either, so... don't die so easily."

"After all, there's no need to fight for a body like that."

Noel woke up from a deep sleep, and felt these words replaying in his mind. Finally, he came to a horrified conclusion:

The second personality is actually a tsundere? ? ?

"Master Grappa, what's the matter?" A voice came from outside. The seemingly caring sentence was written mechanically, which gave off a weird feeling.

"No, just had a nightmare."

Noel stood up and opened the door. Standing outside was a man in a suit with a dull face. As expected, his words would immediately appear in the eyes of the BOSS.

This is the courtyard where the boss lives, and Noel lives here now.

He naturally gave his preference of sleeping in the closet to the big garbage to prove his absolute submission, and added some weaknesses with a sense of story to make the relationship closer... Noel felt a little nauseous again.

But in short, the garbage man, who was originally a little concerned about letting Grappa live in the yard, was successfully prepared a place to live. It was a small room with a custom-made exquisite cabinet.

Although it felt more like preparing a cage for an interested pet, Noel didn't care about this boring self-esteem. He just needed to achieve his goal. Living here would be much more convenient.

As for the comfort of the cabinet, I can only say that since Big Trash personally ordered it, it naturally couldn't be anything but luxurious. The expensive wood and the cushions, which were very soft even though the material was unknown, were both quite good. However, he originally liked it for the sense of security, but here, there was a puppet-like person guarding outside the cabinet at all times, which made him unable to help but be alert all the time.

But it was hard to say whether Big Trash made this arrangement as a test to see whether he was on guard against the other party or not. In any case, Noel managed to sleep until now.

Noel walked around the area allowed in the courtyard, and the servants behind him followed closely. Noel deliberately sped up and found that they could basically keep up. Thinking of what happened to Bermode before, it was basically certain that these slaves in suits were probably people who had been trained by the organization but had betrayed it.

He has retained most of his combat power, a certain level of intelligence and judgment, but he always obeys orders without any emotional fluctuations. If I continue like this, will I become like this?

The entire courtyard seems to be completely isolated from the outside world, but considering that Big Trash often sends text messages, it is impossible to restrict him. But even with his own skills, he can't do anything. Although he wants to, Noel's computer skills are at most a good novice gift package, and it can't be called a cheat. The probability of winning a challenge against a professional is not high. The ability to go to the organization's information database to exchange messages mainly requires the authority of a code member, but Big Trash will definitely not give anyone the right to access the courtyard.

Compared to this... Even if there is a signal, the restrictions on weapons in this courtyard are simple and crude. It is not allowed. Anything that can be used as a weapon is strictly restricted. Don't even think about hot weapons. Cold weapons are small in size. At long distances, they are likely to be intercepted by the slaves. At close range...

Noel thought about his plan and was silent for a moment until he heard someone behind him say, "Grappa, the boss wants you to pass."

"I see from your positioning that you paused for a moment in the middle?" As for the fact that the boss liked to ask about every detail, Noel accepted it well and answered honestly.

"I met the special investigation team," Noel said directly. "They came prepared and showed up on the road not long after I left the address."

As for the reason, it was of course leaked by the undercover agent Kil, but Noel did not need to emphasize it, otherwise it would be suspected of highlighting his own credit.

Moreover, Noel looked up and saw the blond man beside him with the same expressionless face, and said slowly: "But fortunately Bourbon arrived in time and finally left in time."

"Bourbon, is that so?" The boss's gaze naturally shifted to the blond man and he asked.

"Yes."

The blond man nodded, but a subtle emotion flashed across his eyes, which was also seen by the boss.

As early as the first moment, the BOSS had already learned that Bourbon was tricked by Grappa. He knew that Grappa was trying to prove to him that he had no intention of colluding with other senior executives. However, no one expected that Bourbon would trust Grappa's gift and go to the scene at the first moment, which happened to buy Grappa time to leave.

The boss found the coincidences this time interesting. Who could have thought that Bourbon would trust Grappa so much? But it was a good thing. After Grappa personally sent him into the police encirclement, the relationship between the two became more and more unlikely to be repaired. This was a good thing for a person in power.

He just didn't expect that Grappa, as a weapon, would be trusted by the unruly Bourbon. But it didn't matter. The more Bourbon trusted Grappa, the more he hated Grappa for betraying his trust, and he was forced to swallow this loss.

On the surface, the incident ended with Bourbon going to help Grappa and being taken to the police station, but the "truth" was kept secret by the top brass.

"Grappa, please continue with your mission." Finally, the boss let the matter go and let Grappa leave. Obviously, he wanted to talk to Bourbon alone, most likely to give him the dates.

"Yes, Boss." Noel responded expressionlessly, then turned and left. However, he caught a glimpse of the blond man's eyes from the corner of his eye. At an angle that the big trash couldn't see, he showed his determination to talk.

Noel did not respond.

Eyes? Sorry, there are no words in it, I can't understand it.