I don't know how many times I have seen this scene in my dream.

Yes, he has been able to realize that he is dreaming naturally.

After all, how could such a scene exist in reality?

The red sunset burned on the black horizon. It was so big and so close that it seemed to be sticking closely to his irises.

But what is reality? A thought came to his mind.

What is a dream? Another thought came to my mind.

Everything seemed dark around him, and he took a moment to think about this, but soon realized that it was because there were two suns in the sky.

The huge red sun grew bigger and brighter, as if it contained all the light.

There seemed to be something in the center of the red sunset, but he couldn't see it clearly.

The support under his feet felt a little strange. At first he thought it was completely flat, but soon he felt the tiny grooves and almost imperceptible slopes under his feet.

But if it is the ground, the place under your feet seems to be too soft and elastic. The feeling is different from stepping on jelly. It is not the kind of soft elasticity that is completely enclosed, but another kind of tight elasticity, just like resilient leather, stuffed with cotton but with a solid support buried in it.

The surroundings seemed to suddenly become very hot. The wind brought by the change in air flow that came from nowhere made him a little unsteady on his feet. Not until he fell did he realize that the ground beneath him was terribly hot, as if there was magma below him that was about to erupt.

Can't stay here anymore!

A voice shouted loudly from an unknown place.

Travel back to Haiyin Temple!

Someone shouted out this meaningless combination of bytes.

Travel back to Haiyin Temple!

The owner of that voice was still shouting. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, and he wanted to answer, but how did that voice come from?

Vibrate, yes, vibrate, you have to find something that can vibrate.

Vocal cords? What are those? Tongue? What is that?

The sunset seemed to be even redder, and its position seemed to be constantly changing, as if it was about to disappear over the horizon.

But he soon discovered that it was not the position of the sun that was changing, but his line of sight was slowly getting shorter.

I am melting, a thought came slowly, as if a rusty machine was forced to run.

I am…disappearing…

Travel back to Haiyin Temple!

That sound came again.

This is calling me...

This is my name...

My name!

Haiyin Temple Suyou finally woke up from the dead silence, and the room was still pitch black.

He wearily opened the curtains and looked out the window. The sun had just jumped out of the horizon, like a flowing golden wheel.

After he used his faith to restore his sanity, he hadn't had such a dream for a long time.

When I walked back to the bed and picked up my glasses, I discovered that the goldfish in the fish tank seemed to be motionless with its white belly turned up.

He picked it up unconsciously and Haiyin Temple carefully tapped the glass fish tank.

“Blah——”

The red goldfish seemed to be awakened, and it instantly broke away from its motionless state, waving its tail that shone with colorful luster in the light, causing a small splash of water to splash out from the gap in the fish tank, wetting the books next to it.

At this time, the sun had already completely jumped out of the ground, and the sky seemed to brighten up in an instant. The alarm clock on the bedside table suddenly woke up at this moment, breaking the suffocating silence.

He was going to school, and Haiyin Temple Suyou's heart calmed down for some reason.

"Good morning, Sun Princess."

As usual, he put his face close to the cold glass fish tank and spoke in a calm tone.

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Although the winner of the golden ticket was sensed that night because of the vest's ability, when he came to school today, Haiyin Temple Suyou was still a little surprised by this grand occasion.

But it seems not difficult to understand that with such unparalleled good luck happening to her, no media would be able to sit still. Not to mention the local TV stations in Mihua, even TV stations in other places have sent reporters, wanting to meet this girl who is favored by the god of luck.

Fortunately, with the help of the young lady, the media seemed to be cautious and kept a polite distance from the parties involved as much as possible, and Mao Lilan was not subjected to too much pursuit and blockade.

As for those guys who really wanted to get first-hand information and did not abide by professional ethics, they were thrown out by the bodyguard who was rarely brought by Suzuki Sonoko.

The noisy process of going to school seemed to make the girl who won the big prize last night feel a little embarrassed. She kept her head down as much as possible and ran into the school, finally escaping the harassment of the bright lights.

However, after entering the school, she could not escape those curious gazes. But compared to those ferocious media people, the eyes of the students were much more reassuring. At least Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Congratulations."

When passing by the boy who had been on duty with her a few days ago, Mao Lilan heard this congratulation.

This made the girl turn her head in surprise, as if she was surprised that Haiyin Temple Suyou said this.

"What's wrong?"

When Mao Lilan heard the young man named Kaiinji Suyou turned his head, she asked calmly.

The girl thought that her expression just now was quite rude.

She quickly explained her behavior: "Nothing, nothing, thank you, I was just a little surprised because I felt that the students from Haiyin Temple were not the kind of people who would care about such things."

"Oh, I heard about it when I went to school this morning. Congratulations, Maori, you are very lucky." Kaiinji Suyou said lightly, as if he had just found out about this this morning, so that Maori Ran didn't notice any clues at all.

"No, no," the girl looked a little embarrassed, "it's just a lottery ticket. I don't know why so many people suddenly came. I'm really sorry to disturb everyone."

"This is not your problem."

Theoretically, this dry talk should have been the end of the topic, but perhaps it was Kaiinji Suyou's calm tone that made Mao Lilan, who had just communicated with a group of overly enthusiastic classmates, feel very comfortable, and the girl was willing to share some more topics.

"Although I now feel a little regretful about winning the lottery ticket, I am actually looking forward to this visit. I don't know if the projects are safe for children, but after all, I couldn't persuade my child at home, so I took him with me."

The girl said this with a look of longing on her face. She seemed to be really looking forward to visiting the candy factory.

This will make things much easier. Haiyin Temple Suyou smiled faintly and finally decided to continue the topic.

"If Maori-san said that, it might be easy for people who didn't win to get jealous."

"Hey," the girl fumbled with her sleeves a little embarrassedly, "Now that I think about it, it's really a good thing to win a prize. After all, even if it's just free chocolate for life, I'd be very happy."

"That's true, but Maori students don't have to worry too much. After all, I think those projects should be suitable for children."

Kaiinji Suyou had never heard of the child in Maori Ran's family, but thinking that he and Maori Ran were not particularly familiar with each other, maybe the child was a relative's, he did not care too much.

This is also the truth. As long as visitors have no ulterior motives, they will be safe during the tour. However, if they have other intentions, we cannot guarantee a safe tour of Haiyin Temple.

"That's great. Wait, how did Kaiinji know this?" Mao Lilan felt comforted a little, but she was still a little curious about the source of the information about the Kaiinji tour.

"After all, the winners include children and the elderly. I think as the world's largest candy manufacturer, Dahl

The candy factory must have made some preparations in advance. It is impossible that they are not holding any activities that require too much physical strength or have particularly big safety risks. " Haiyin Temple said slowly, and this theory seemed very convincing.

Mao Lilan seemed to be completely convinced and relieved. She relaxed and began to discuss with her good friend Suzuki Sonoko how to make some preparations.

Kaiyinsi Suyou withdrew his gaze. At least the group led by Mao Lilan should be the type that is less troublesome, but the other group probably is not a good deal.

Suddenly, his expression paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. From the information sent from Roald Dahl's vest, another golden ticket was found.

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Many days have passed since the day Nakajima Atsushi was taken in by the Armed Detective Agency. He has adapted well to life here and has blended in harmoniously.

Although the members of the detective club have some unusual quirks, such as Mr. Kunikida's notebook that he always carries with him, Dr. Yosano's strange treatment hobby, and the powerful Kenji Miyazawa, they all get along surprisingly well.

However, what impressed Nakajima Atsushi the most was the man in the windbreaker who picked him up. The young man named Dazai Osamu did not look like a senior in the traditional sense at all. His way of doing things often made people feel that he was unreliable, but at critical moments he could always surprise people and complete the task in unexpected ways. Nakajima Atsushi admired him a little.

It's just because of Dazai Osamu's work attitude and some "little hobbies" that he has always been at odds with Kunikida, and Nakajima Atsushi is deeply aware of the reasons behind this.

Mr. Dazai always likes to engage in some special little "hobbies", which adds a lot of trouble to those who work with him, such as always having to pay attention to rescue Dazai Osamu from trees or water in time.

When Nakajima Atsushi was on missions these days, he either saw the furious Mr. Kunikida or had to rescue Dazai Osamu from various incredible places.

But all the above troubles have temporarily disappeared today. After all, today is the Armed Detective Agency's payday, and no one can disturb Nakajima Atsushi's good mood.

He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. This was the first time he was rewarded for his own labor after leaving the orphanage. Such things always made people feel a sense of accomplishment, and Nakajima Atsushi was no exception.

With the money, he paid off the debts he had incurred before being taken in, and after deducting living expenses and utilities, Nakajima Atsushi found that he actually had some money left from his salary.

Just looking at the few coins in his hand, he was in trouble again. After all, he couldn't do anything with such a small amount of money.

He held the coins in his pocket and decided to go out for a look on the street, but his attention was unknowingly drawn to a candy store.

Let's go in and take a look, the voice of a little devil sounded in his ears.

Nakajima Atsushi was a little moved.

No, you have to save the money, a little angel advised anxiously.

Nakajima Atsushi stopped short of taking a step forward.

Perhaps he had been looking out the window for too long, or perhaps his eyes were too intent on the commercial that was playing, and the clerk in the candy store was about to come out to greet him as a potential customer.

In fact, Nakajima Atsushi was almost convinced by the little angel in his heart. He really needed to learn how to save money now, otherwise he would be unemployed in this big city.

But just as he was about to leave, before he could take a step, someone grabbed his shoulders.

A familiar tone came from his ears.

"Hey, Dun, you're here. You're really a childish kid."

It was Mr. Dazai. Nakajima Atsushi suddenly felt ashamed as if he had been caught.