Chapter 50
When Kono Seiryoshi woke up, the first thing he saw was the ceiling of his bedroom, which seemed a little strange.
After being in a daze for about a minute, he slowly closed his eyes, hugged the soft pillow and rolled back into the quilt.
The experience in the other world was like a layer of mist, which could neither be deleted nor approached. Perhaps because he had prepared to say goodbye early, his mood was not fluctuating.
The only feeling I have is - super tired!
Real time should be still. There was nothing wrong with his body. Even the fatigue and headache from staying up all night had disappeared. But mentally he felt like he had run three marathons. He was so tired that he didn't want to move a finger.
[Thank you for your hard work, contractor! Mission is a great victory!]
Along with a strange yet cheerful BGM, the system's excited electronic sounds came into my ears.
Gongye Shengliang didn't want to look up, and just wanted to say "hmm" casually to get it over with, when he suddenly realized something.
——The voice of the system does not seem to resonate directly in the consciousness.
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a winged ball of light flying happily around the bed like an over-charged night light.
“…”
Seira Minano pondered for three seconds, stretched out his hand to hold the wings of the light ball, and after touching the feathers that felt so good, he couldn't help but twist them a few more times, and said with emotion: "It's true."
[Of course it’s true,] the light ball turned proudly, [I used the energy I accumulated in the past to exchange for the entity!]
At this point, it shook its wings and said solemnly in a flat electronic voice that had returned to normal: [Contractor, there is a message I must inform you of. The previous copy avoided the destruction of the world line by clearing the supernatural power, but in addition to this, we have also accumulated new energy.]
It projected the system interface. The 100% progress bar of the Yokohama copy was gray, but underneath it, there was another bar that stopped at 90%, emitting a faint fluorescent light.
[This was the original third plan, which used the technology of converting "emotions" into "energy" to collect negative emotions to offset energy fluctuations. Although it was not adopted in the end, the collected energy has been stored in the system space.]
After explaining it in official terms, the light ball said in a surprised tone: [I didn't expect it to suddenly rise to 90% after the mission was completed.] Humans are really complicated creatures. It needs to find a chance to upgrade.
As soon as Kono Seiryoshi heard the system mention those plans at that time, he started to have a headache. He felt that his own resentment must be included in this 90%.
He rubbed his forehead and asked in a low voice: "What is the use of this energy?"
The light ball searched the database and answered truthfully: [Previous examples were either to save the world or to destroy the world, and other functions have not yet been developed.]
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
Spare this world full of disasters and troubles.
Deciding to conserve his energy for the time being, he got up from bed and poured himself a glass of water. When he walked into the living room, he inadvertently glanced at the documents he had brought back in the morning that needed to be processed urgently. His already listless state was dealt a heavy blow.
"Why not just take the annual leave for the past two years at once?"
Looking at the tea stems floating in the cup, Gongye Shengliang sighed softly.
The doorbell answered him first.
"...Fran?"
When he opened the door and saw a pair of cute frog eyes, the first thing that came to his mind was the unfinished work. He said nervously, "Wait, wait a minute, there are still a few pages left in the report..."
The boy with blue hair and green eyes and a huge frog hat said in a flat voice, "If we use the report as lunch, maybe we can solve the problem of fund shortage. Let's go back and propose it to the Tenth Generation."
At first glance, the boy's dress seems eccentric, but in the other world full of monsters, he is actually considered normal. His name is Fran. He is a member of the Vongola assassination team Varian and his apprentice is Kirimori Rokudo Mukuro. As for his sharp tongue and ability to make sarcastic remarks, they are probably self-taught.
When Seiji Kono went to Variant for training, Fran had just joined not long ago. After a while, the two became familiar with each other. Although there is an age difference, it is not a big problem. Now they can exchange DVDs to play games together and visit each other's homes.
"But I'm still growing, so I'll let the seniors do this experiment." Fran's eyes seemed to casually pass through the room, and soon returned to normal. He raised a few DVDs in his hand and kept looking into the eyes of the person opposite him while speaking. "I wanted to return this to you, but I didn't see anyone in the office. Are you feeling well?"
"It's nothing. I just rested for a while and I'm almost recovered." Gongye Shengliang took him into the house and glanced at the time. He found that it was already noon. No wonder Fran mentioned lunch.
He asked the other party: "Is there anything you want to eat?"
"..." Fran took back her hand that was about to take the snacks from the drawer as if nothing had happened. "I had already eaten before I came here. I'll listen to you."
Gong Ye Shengliang pondered: "Actually, I'm not that hungry, so -"
Fifteen minutes later.
The young boy with blue hair stood in the line for the limited desserts at the cafe with a blank face. His huge frog headgear was very eye-catching. "…I should have guessed it."
With the aroma of milky coffee and light caramel, Kono Seiryoshi regained his spirits. He ordered almost everything he could and prepared to pack it up and send it to the Vongola headquarters to express his condolences to his colleagues who were still working. While waiting for the packing, he patted Fran's frog hat soothingly: "Order whatever you want, it's my treat."
"…I just think that the seniors who are working overtime will be moved to tears."
Soon it was Fran's turn. He narrowed his emerald eyes slightly and looked for a moment among the various exquisite desserts behind the glass cabinet. Finally, he chose the simplest one, "Let's have the strawberry cake."
Kono Seira nodded and agreed. Just as they were about to pay together, they suddenly heard a frustrated male voice behind them: "Ahhh, why did it have to be strawberry cake! If they are sold out, there will only be four left! Four pieces!! Do you know what this means?!"
Kono Seiryoshi paused slightly and couldn't help but think about what the other party said.
Four pieces of strawberry cake… doesn’t that mean four pieces of strawberry cake?
After a piece of nonsense literature flashed through his mind, he turned around and looked back, only to see a young man with a tight blue sweater on his upper body gesticulating exaggeratedly with his back to them, while the person opposite him was mostly blocked and his appearance could not be seen.
Fran also heard the unspoken conversation. He raised his hand expressionlessly and said, "Sorry, Miss Shopkeeper, please pack up these five pieces and take them away."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kono Seiryoshi heard another calm voice from the young man: "Okay, Mista, there's no more strawberry cake now."
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
He turned around quickly, afraid that he would be seen laughing by the other party.
The episode at the cake shop came to an end. After coming out, Seira Kono and Fran walked slowly side by side on the way back to the Vongola headquarters.
Fran was holding an ice cream in her hand. She seemed to be looking straight ahead, but her eyes, which were shaped like a beautiful blue triangle on their lower eyelids, glanced at the person beside her without making a sound.
The sunshine in Sicily is bright but not too hot. The soft light adds a layer of hazy gold to the delicate features. The curve of the lips is still slightly curved, and the long eyelashes cast a small shadow. The pupils that used to be full of light are half-covered, as if she is distracted.
…In just these few hours, I was in a daze more times than in the past week.
Fran turned her gaze back and took a bite of the melting ice cream.
After deciding on his own to go back and use illusion to patrol the area, he slowly said, "There seem to be a lot of strange people coming to Xixili recently, and the two people in the cafe just now were not quite right." His voice was still calm, but it was filled with an imperceptible seriousness.
"......Eh." Gongye Shengliang suddenly came back to his senses, "Is that so?" In fact, he thought the two customers just now were quite humorous.
"Yeah." Fran put the last bite of chocolate in the cone into her mouth and said vaguely, "Remember to pay more attention to your surroundings when you get home, Sylla."
Although the pronunciations of "Sylla" and "Sylla" are similar, you can still hear the difference if you listen carefully. Most of the senior executives in Vongola are Japanese, and most of the members at the Italian headquarters can speak Japanese, so few people call Kono Seira by his original name.
However, Fran is an exception, and he never adds "senior" when he is called this way. Kono Seira himself does not have any feelings about superiors and subordinates or predecessors and juniors. It is just that when Rokudo Mukuro passes by and hears it, he will smile and poke three holes in his apprentice's frog headgear.
Kono Seiryoshi listened to the advice carefully and went home to lock the doors and windows and check them. The light ball that pretended to be a night light after hearing the doorbell came to life again while he was checking the house. In the real world, there was no need to worry about changing the world line, so its authority was a little higher than in the previous world, and it could display a map of a 100-meter radius.
After making sure that the surroundings were safe, Kono Seiryoshi held his chin and stared blankly at the ball of light.
After a while, he suddenly slammed the table and said, "Go on!"
The light ball was startled: [Wh, what?]
"Your so-called save world line," said Kono Seira, "I remember I played more than one copy at that time."
The light ball was surprised by his active performance: [Do you want to enter the new copy now?]
[It is possible...] It hesitated a little, [Contractor, do you really not need to rest for a few more days?]
Kono Seiryoshi nodded heavily. He felt much better after going out with Fran.
He held up the ball of light, smiled warmly, and his back went dark: "I don't have that many years of vacation to waste."
The tips of the wings of the light ball trembled, and it obediently projected the system interface again.
Back to its professional field, the system spoke much more fluently: "Don't worry, there are no superpowers in this world. And this copy is quite special. As long as you enter, you can get all the memories."
I...I...I...I...I...I——
Gongye Shengliang was a little confused. He remembered that the system said that memories would only be unlocked as the mission progressed, but obtaining memories would benefit him and not harm him, so he didn't ask any more questions.
He flipped through the copy introduction and asked casually, "Since there are no superpowers, how did the world line get destroyed?"
It took the light ball a long time to come up with a reply that even he himself felt was pale and powerless: […Insufficient authority, unable to query.]
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
This is too much! If he can't even say this, how can he write a Dead Ending script for himself?