Chapter 128

The "experimental subject" locked in the room was very resistant to his approach and contact.

——With just one glance, Morobushi Kagemitsu calmly came to this conclusion.

The exposed part of his body outside the straitjacket was like fresh snow reflecting the moonlight, so white that it was eye-catching in the dark room. His frame was slender and upright, and his figure had a kind of frailty and thinness that was still that of a teenager. He should be hugged or hugged. But now he was locked in a straitjacket, unable to even breathe freely.

Morobushi Jingguang had untied the leather bandage at his elbow in advance, but it obviously did not provide much relief. Without seeing it with one's own eyes, one could guess that the place where it was tied had probably already had bruises of blue or purple due to poor blood flow.

The lower half of the opponent's face was covered by a half mask, like some frightened little animal. Facing the sharp teeth and claws of the enemy so close, his big golden eyes were full of complete vigilance and rejection.

Morofushi Jingguang knew very well the reason why this barrier appeared.

He suppressed the emotions churning in his chest and tried to uncuff the other person.

However, the next second after he approached, the boy seemed to have seen a ferocious beast. Fear flashed in his eyes, and his body shrank back abruptly, closing his eyes tightly.

...That's true. No normal person would look happy when faced with this situation.

In his eyes, "Scotland" should be a vicious kidnapper waiting for revenge.

The boy said nothing, and he couldn't say anything. He just relied on his body's most honest instinctive reaction to create a suffocating hole in the air.

Morofushi Jingguang's breathing suddenly became uncontrollably rapid, and was then forcefully suppressed by him.

"Be quiet."

Even though the other person's body trembled more obviously the closer he got, Morobushi Jingguang still chose to remove the handcuffs himself.

"There are other people outside. Don't let them hear it."

In the invisible place, in stark contrast to his gentle tone, the pair of slightly upturned phoenix eyes were dark and unpredictable, flashing with a dangerous dark light.

Perhaps now is not the right time to take any risks, but he is addicted to the touch of body temperature and deceives himself into thinking that "I will get used to it if I keep in touch for a while."

The tips of her ears hidden among her strands of hair were tinged with a light pink - was it because of him?

Zhu Fu Jingguang really wanted to push aside the boy's hair to see if the red mark would deepen between his fingertips.

desensitization therapy.

He is the one who has been suffering from a long-term illness.

After all, three years have passed... plus three more years.

There was a sound from the door lock, the handle was pressed down halfway, and then released after two seconds. It was the signal agreed upon before.

The handcuffs had been undone, and Morofushi Jingguang had to step down from the bed. The mattress, which had been left with marks from his knees, slowly returned to its shape.

He calmly asked the person who came in: "Where are those two people?"

"Let's go back to the base. We are the only ones here for now."

The man who was speaking was wearing a dark shirt and vest. He took off his gloves slowly, but his purple-gray eyes did not look at the person he was talking to.

As he stared at her without blinking, as if he was interrogating her, the golden pupils of the person opposite him first trembled in shock, then paused, and then became confused.

The appearance of another acquaintance not only did not make him feel better, but instead had a doubly counterproductive effect.

"Are you awake?"

The corners of Fūya Rei's lips curled up slightly, and the smile in his eyes was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.

He locked the door behind him, as if asking for advice, or just informing him: "Maybe you need to stay here for a few more days."

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What Kono Seiyoshi didn't realize was that his reaction was much greater than he thought.

He thought he was playing the role of a poor innocent kidnapped kid in a normal way, but in other people's eyes, he looked like a person with severe PTSD.

Since then, about three days have passed. There is no timekeeping device here, and the only window that overlooks the outside world is also blocked, so he can only estimate the time based on the frequency of the two people taking turns.

There was one very strange thing, which was also the reason why he decided to stay for the time being - if he was a captured "experimental subject", why didn't they kill him right away or throw him into a research institute, but instead kept him alive and well for as long as he asked for?

Although it is inappropriate, Seiji Kimino really feels that his current condition is very similar to that of an ornamental goldfish kept in a landscape tank.

The difference is that goldfish can bask in the sun and blow bubbles with a flick of their tail fin without any psychological burden, but he can only stare at the ceiling in a daze, with no bubbles to blow.

If we ignore the consequences of losing contact, his life here is almost impeccable, except that he cannot go out.

The chain was extended to a length that could be used to walk across the room. Every meal was rich and different. Perhaps because they were afraid that he would be bored, the two men also brought a lot of toys to entertain him.

I have to say, the activities are much richer than when he was staying at home playing games.

What also bothered him was that if the few seconds before the hotel explosion could be regarded as an illusion, then after spending the past few days together, why didn't he feel the slightest fluctuation of the illusion? After passing Yun Shou's test, his resistance was not so bad.

After the alienation of their first meeting, the two people, let's call them "Bourbon" and "Scotland", seemed to have really returned to the way they were in Kouno Seiryoshi's memory.

It's a little older than the memories from when I was in the organization, and even has some echoes of my time in the police academy.

When he puts down his bowl and chopsticks after taking only two bites, I would ask, "Is it not to your taste? I'll make another one." When I see him shaking his head to refuse, I would silently take out the cut fruits and snacks.

The floor was originally made of bare wood, but after discovering that he had difficulty moving and could only walk barefoot on it, it was replaced with a thick carpet.

The temperature, humidity, and even the smell of air freshener in the house were changed to the most comfortable ones, as if he was really a precious ornamental fish that would die at the slightest disturbance.

It doesn't look like being in prison at all. If you don't know, you would think he has hired two personal and all-round butlers.

Kono Seiyoshi tried to communicate, but once the content involved "identity" and "the outside world", even if it was indirect, they would quietly change the subject.

After three failures, he gave up, and his desire to speak decreased again and again. Most of the time, he just turned his back to them, revealing a gloomy back of his head.

At this time, the one who stayed beside him would show a struggling and forbearing expression, "Not now... I'll take you out after the storm has passed, okay?"

Gongye Sheng felt guilty that by that time he might just be able to wag his tail and blow bubbles.

As for whether he could escape by himself... Actually, he could, but he didn't plan to do so.

First, there was the disconnected system, second, there was the inexplicable Bai Lan, and third, there was the mastermind behind the "experimental subject". If you can't figure these out, there's no point in going back.

In the pure white bathroom, the sound of running water well covered up the slightest noise. Kono Seiryoshi didn't want to go out, so he leaned against the wall and sorted out the events that had happened in the past few days.

Halfway through, a nostalgic sound of electric current suddenly came into my mind.

He was startled, and the eyes in the mirror immediately lit up.

But before I could say anything, I heard the system's desperate cry: [That hedgehog-headed marshmallow actually took my place!! He's done!! I'm going to report him!!]

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted the light ball soothingly: "I'm glad you're okay."

[I'm fine. I went back to the main system to fix the bug urgently. That's why I was delayed for a few days. After all, the main body was not injured... injured...] The electronic sound of the light ball was stuck for two seconds, and it became horrifying, [What's going on over there——? !]

"Here," Kono Seiryoshi showed him the chain on his wrist to reassure him, "It's okay, I was just kidnapped."

Light Ball Heart Attack: […Don’t say this in a tone like ‘I ate two bowls of rice today’!!]

In just a few seconds, it quickly absorbed the information accumulated during the time it was ranked top. When it saw the evil smile deliberately left by a certain marshmallow-turned-spirit, Dakong, it almost vomited blood again.

It was only after meeting Sawada Tsunayoshi that the system realized that the source of its energy was composed of flames of the nature of the sky. No wonder it felt a sense of familiarity with the contractor at first sight... No, that's not the point!

The point is that in addition to Sawada Tsunayoshi, there was another person named Byakuran who had no sense of propriety and forced him offline at the most critical moment!

The system after rebirth is no longer the original system. Dakong has no sense of boundaries and will bite anyone he sees from now on.

The Button Hulu light ball was full of vigor and vitality, but when it turned around and saw the contractor smiling at it with squinted eyes, its fighting spirit was shattered.

The system burst into tears: [I will call for someone to rescue you right away, wuwuwu…]

Kono Seiryoshi: "No hurry, I don't want to leave yet."

System: [Wuwu... huh?]

"Before Bai Lan showed up, didn't you have something to tell me?"

Kono Seira stood up straight and reminded it, "I'm ready."

The system has not yet recovered from the sad atmosphere, and it said "oh" blankly.

It slowed down and switched states: [In fact, there is only one energy cornerstone in each world. There may be variations, but generally speaking they are all integrated.]

[But before I arrived, two completely different powers, the "Ring" and the "Stand", already existed here.]

Its voice gradually became more serious: [I originally thought it was just a coincidence, and was also worried that unauthorized management would destroy the hard-earned balance, so I didn't deal with it. But after the second copy ended, I received other energy fluctuations.]

[Supernatural powers, magic side, science side... At first the magnitude was small, but after that banquet, the pulse of the world line changed again, and this time even the main system could not observe it.]

The light ball took a quick look and found that the contractor's expression did not change much, he just slowly pursed his lips.

[The second instance's mission has not been completed yet. It's not because of a glitch, but because the world line itself can no longer maintain its original state.]

[Without criteria, there will be no results.]

The system took a deep breath: [Good news, the world line will not be destroyed so easily.]

[…Bad news.]

It choked, tears falling again: [You'd better run, Contractor.]

[This world is so small, and I know so many people.]