How long has it been since then?

It doesn't know.

All it knew was that the world before it had become dark.

There was a faint smell of earth around me.

And be surrounded by them.

Moist and closed.

[Is it buried?] 】

It probably understood its situation.

Time was spent in a long darkness.

Finally, after a long, long time, after a certain board was lifted, it felt the presence of sunlight again.

Such warmth, as always.

One hand, picked it up.

"It's an opal! You might even be able to sell it for a good price! ”

The man said beamingly.

"Really? It's very expensive when you look at it! ”

Soon, a wealthy businessman bought it.

It is placed in a beautiful cabinet and displayed alongside other collectibles, and can only be noticed when it is viewed.

It didn't mind that, just silently stared at the people watching it in front of it.

While being watched, it is also watching the other.

"This opal looks great!"

A young man looked at it and sighed.

"Just staring at it, I always feel hairy in my heart!"

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

The rich merchant said with a smile.

"Then, it's better to be respectful than to obey."

It was taken to a modest house and placed on the man's study table.

So it knew that the young man was a writer.

It's not a strange thing that there is an opal in the mess of manuscripts.

The life of a writer is actually not interesting.

It's not even easy.

The most I do every day is to sit in this small study and write.

But it's not always possible to write like a god.

More often than not, it's actually a painful idea.

The already thinning hair is often caught by him in the shape of a chicken coop.

Hair of different lengths is always falling on the ground.

At this rate, in another two or three years, he will probably have a Mediterranean hairstyle that he can be proud of.

However, there are painful ideas, and there are also happy strokes.

That individual character jumped on the page, and it was also a very happy and beautiful time for him.

Whenever he finished writing a story, he would always lean back on the table, stunned.

It's both a happy and a lost look.

And all of this still falls unreservedly on its seriousness.

It's just looking at it that way.

It's just that one day, the young writer never returned.

In the study, it was empty.

Only the papers scattered on the table and on the floor were with it.

It's as if the writer had never been in this room.

It stared silently in front of it, silent.

It was like this again for a while.

Tossing and turning in the hands of thieves and merchants, it finally turned out to be inexplicably in the hands of a cook.

is an ordinary chef, in addition to the skill is not low, it is indeed very ordinary.

It was strung with a red rope and hung around his neck - something like a pendant.

To be honest, it doesn't like the feeling.

Because that means not only does it have to come into contact with sweaty clothes every day, but it also has to endure the smoke of the kitchen fumes.

It's awful!

It's just a pity that it doesn't have the ability to change that in the slightest.

All it can do is record it all in the depths of its own heart with its eyes.

What happened after that?

It's hard to remember.

Just remember, it should ......

It's happened a lot, right?

There was an old man with gray hair, waving his hand kindly.

The young and beautiful maiden tossed it high in the air, in celebration of some kind of euphoria.

It is set in the sparkling metal and becomes a part of the luxury......

In short, that's a lot of things.

When it came to its senses again, it was due to a heartache not far away - there was something very dangerous there!

It thought.

It was pitch black in front of him, with only a glimmer of light shining through a gap.

It's close!

It's closer!

The being that scared it was approaching in the direction it was.

For the first time, it had the idea of wanting to escape.

It's just that it doesn't have that ability.

[So, what is it?] 】

It thought, deep down, there was another indescribable emotion.

Wait until the other person finally gets close to you.

Above it, a faint glow of light shone in.

And in the brilliant light, it is a very good-looking face.

It's really good-looking, good-looking.

The fair skin is dyed with a dull yellow color.

The hand, reached for it.

"That's it..... Is it? ”

The boy said.

The sound is extremely clear.

And in the second of staring at him.

A sense of familiarity that it had never felt before suddenly came to its heart.

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Open your eyes.

The pupils regained their glow.

"Ahh

Harukawa let out a heavy, tired sigh and sat up from the bed.

The limbs and body were filled with lead, and there was no place where they did not feel heavy and sore.

Harukawa Shirakawa is indeed tired.

This exhaustion comes from both his body and his spirit.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the "gluttony" with the pink cover, which rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in mid-air beside his bedside.

Makes movements similar to those that only skaters can do.

The action, if it is done on them, is of course very pleasing to the eye.

Elegant and beautiful.

It's quite weird to put it in a book with a weird temperament like "Gluttony".

Immediately on the cover, words that only Harukawa Shirakawa could understand.

【Awesome host! Your servant "Gluttony" managed to keep you safe at night and didn't let anyone break into your room! Well now, good morning! 】

The tone of "gluttony" is as always.

It's like wagging his tail at Bai Chuanqing, and his temperament is extremely proud.

"Uh......"

Harukawa held her forehead.

From there came a palpable heaviness.

It seems that even his thoughts have slowed down a lot.

"What time is it?"

Harukawa Shirakawa asked.

For a moment, he forgot that he was dealing with "gluttony" and was not a real servant.

[Judging by the human time structure, it is 6:31 at this time!] 】

"Gluttony" probably didn't expect Shirakawa to ask such a question to it at first.

But that doesn't prevent it from having a mood called "excitement" and answering in this way.

“......”

Harukawa Shirakawa sat back on the bed.

The face is not good-looking.

Thoughts finally slowly returned to his mind.

He pondered slowly.

So, is that a dream? 】

Harukawa lowered his head, trying to find the location of the opal brooch from his chest.

But he searched for a while, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Because there, where the opal brooch should have been, the opal had disappeared without a trace.

Only the rest of the brooch remained.

It's like...... It never happened like that.

But Bai Chuanqing's memories, as well as the touch he once had, were telling him that it must have existed for real!

Even now, Harukawa Shirakawa can't tell the difference.

Was the picture in his dream last night just a dream, or was it ......

Memories of the opal brooch?

Shirakawa Haru actually instinctively didn't believe the first guess, but if it was a memory, why did he always act from his first perspective?

And the black fog, those thoughts, aren't they exactly what only he can show?

It was this thought that would make Harukawa Shirakawa confused.

After sorting out his thoughts a little, those chaotic memories actually can't have any impact on Bai Chuanqing.

Except for the initial memories, those experiences have long been very vague, leaving only a few fragments.

Even the appearance of the people in those incidents is only a dark shadow.

What Shirakawa remembers most is its first story.

Those memories are also extraordinarily clear.

He can remember the cause and effect of the story.

It's like.....

That's what really happened to him!

And in that story, what made Bai Chuanqing care the most was the army of monsters!

What are they?

And why did it happen?

If that memory really happened, does that mean that there are already such monsters in this world?

Realizing this, the surface of Bai Chuanqing's skin was a little chilly.

What made him feel a little chill even more-

[Why do they give me a sense of familiarity?] 】

Shirakawa Harushi thought as she removed the remaining part of the brooch from her chest.

The devil sends God.

He picked up the mirror in the room.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

Fair and handsome face, as always.

It's just that, above his head, there is an extra pair of black cat ears!

Even Harukawa himself was surprised that he wasn't surprised by this.

After taking a deep breath, Shirakawa looked at the mirror again, and the cat's ears were gone.

"Meow~"

In my ears, there was a cry like this.

Harukawa Shirakawa turned her head to look at the corner of the room, where there was a cat with black fur lying on her stomach.

It's a very beautiful cat.

It opened its small mouth and seemed to greet Shirakawa Haru.

The black tail swayed gently behind him.

It's exactly the same as Harukawa Shirakawa's actions in the dream.

Harukawa Shirakawa's intuition told him that the other party did not have the slightest hostility towards him, and appeared in front of him in this way-

Seemingly, just to say hello?

"Meow~"

The black cat stood up gracefully, and the small ball of meat stood softly on the ground without making the slightest superfluous sound.

The pair of pitch-black cat's eyes stayed on Bai Chuanqing's body for a while.

Then he turned around and walked towards the wall with the same grace.

As if there was no resistance, it lightly crossed the wall.

Or, in the process, disappear completely.

It can no longer be felt by Shirakawa Haru's vision and spiritual sense.

It's just that Bai Chuanqing can deeply realize that it is by his side!

"What does this mean?"

Bai Chuanqing tilted his head slightly, very puzzled.

I didn't notice that his current movements were not much different from a cat.

Harukawa rubbed her sore temples.

Although I didn't know a lot of information, I guessed something.

I was speechless for a while.

I can only sigh - sure enough, cats are the most unpredictable creatures in the world, right?

Leaning on the bed for a while, Shirakawa Harukawa simply didn't think about the things he didn't understand.

Just silently keep it in mind, which can be regarded as a wake-up call for yourself.

Although the memories of last night did not have much impact, there was one impact that could not be avoided, and that was ......

Tired!

It's no different from going through that long time!

Even if it's been from the perspective of a bystander for a long time, it's still quite exhausting.

If it weren't for Bai Chuanqing's spirit and physique being extremely special, it would probably be more than just tired!

But fortunately, now it has also solved a hidden danger.

And according to Bai Chuanqing's current guess, if he wanted to, that black cat might jump out of somewhere to help him!

Harukawa Shirakawa's exhaustion can also be regarded as valuable.

I have to say that Bai Chuanqing's physical fitness is indeed amazing.

After less than an hour of rest, he was almost recovered.

My head doesn't hurt anymore, and my waist doesn't hurt anymore.

It's the inside of the body, and there is still a little residual discomfort.

"Hey!"

Bai Chuanqing got out of bed and stretched the boss.

Suddenly I thought of something and looked at "gluttony".

"Wait, you said you guarded my night safely, that is, ....."

"What happened last night?"

Harukawa asked.

[Reply to the supreme master, the female human in the next room last night seemed to have the idea of wanting to come in, but I have successfully blocked it!] 】

"Gluttony" answered truthfully about what happened last night.

The temperament of the body is still very proud.

Even at the end, it is completely saying "Praise me!" Praise me! That kind of emotion.

Seeing that Bai Chuanqing was stunned for a while.

"Female human ...... in the next room"

Harukawa was still muttering the word at first.

But before I finished reading, I was stunned - isn't this Ayane!?

[Could it be...... What did Ayane have to do with me last night? 】

Harukawa Shirakawa thought.

After all, if it wasn't for something important, Ayane wouldn't have thought about coming to him in the middle of the night!

Thinking of this, Bai Chuanqing was also immediately a little flustered.

I hurriedly changed into a casual outfit and walked out the door.

I came to the door of Ayane's room in Inoue.

Looking at Bai Chuanqing's actions, "gluttony" was also a little surprised.

Suddenly realize that things don't seem to be quite the way it thinks?

Thinking of this, the body of "gluttony" couldn't help but tremble.

"Boom! Knock knock! ”

With a little force, Harukawa Shirakawa knocked on the door twice.

"Ayane? Ayane! ”

But in the room, there was no response.

Shirakawa Qing's heart sank, and he had an ominous premonition.

Then he no longer hesitated, and his body suddenly exerted his strength and pushed inward!

"Bang!"

Bai Chuanqing's strength was extremely amazing, and naturally he slammed open the door without much hindrance.

When the door opened, he was presented with ......

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