"At all times we must bear in mind that what we are doing today is likely to prove wrong. It's not funny, and it's not shameful. On the contrary, the possibility of error is a principle that we must bear in mind. ”

"Because there is no possibility of being proven wrong, that means that it cannot be proven right."

"Remember our agreement? Why do I only choose to fix when we agree? Yes, because I deny our correctness. ”

"Everything we do can only be right if it has the potential to prove wrong."

"Remember. When we make a mistake, we have to atone for it. Therefore, it is possible for me to be your enemy. ”

"That's my bottom line. If you can accept it, please nod. Otherwise, we will refuse, and let our agreement come to an end. Here you are fearless, so you are free to choose. ”

"Now, please answer me, my friends."

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"Hoshikawa ......"

Kuroko Shirai moved her lips.

In terms of age, Hoshikawa is not a school year taller than Shirai, but in terms of height, he is a little shorter than Shirai. You know, Kuroko Shirai is also on the short side among the students in his classmate.

This makes her look like Shirai's junior, so sometimes, Shirai Kuroko will also call her in the tone of her peers, because sometimes it seems a little strange to use honorifics.

But that doesn't mean she can be ignored. In fact, throughout Tokiwadai, her words are important enough to be taken seriously.

Even if it seems to be completely unfounded, as long as it comes out of Hoshikawa's mouth, it must be credible. Although she didn't know much about the principle, she knew it very well.

Because in the school city,There are even fewer people who have the ability to "predict the future" than those who have the ability to space.。 But she was one of them.

However, her foreknowledge seems to be only a derivative of her abilities, so the extent of the ambiguity is not even clear to herself.

Thinking of this, Shirai Kuroko frowned, she didn't know if she should believe the other party's words.

"Are you sure?"

In her hesitation, she heard someone say to her:

"Don't think of what you haven't said as a Delphi metaphor."

Shirai Kuroko was stunned. This gentle voice belongs only to one person. It was one of Tokiwadai's most gentle and polite second-year students, and he was once Shirai's lifesaver.

After thinking about it for a while, I can understand why she is here. Just like herself and Mikoto Misaka, she and Hoshikawa are also close friends who often go out together.

There are two answers to the Delphi metaphor, and the unspoken words, although vague, reveal only the greatest possibilities. Therefore, there will be no different answer anyway. She took the player from Shirai's hand and looked at it carefully. Fantasy Mite's is a song...... Is it? ”

How does this work?

The Dome was a little confused.

Could it be that my brother's speculation was wrong? But what else is possible?

This is not right.

But where is it?

In confusion, the thoughts that had been born when talking to Mitsuki Haihara reappeared in my mind.

In any case, it's just a little bit worse, and I can't grasp anything.

"Dome is ......"

At this time, Hoshikawa tugged at her sleeve. Only then did she notice that security guards had arrived at the scene due to the impact of the building's collapse.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll leave it to us next."

This tone sounded like he knew something was going on here.

"Shira, Shirai-san?"

"I wouldn't be so unprepared, and I let you know as soon as I could. It's just that I saw Zuotian's classmates being bullied. ”

Kuroko Shirai patted her dress. Although she said it easily, judging from the dirtiness of the clothes, it looked like she had gone through a hard battle.

"Saten-san?"

Dome was stunned, she looked around left and right, and did not find Satian's figure.

"I let her go first, after all, she can't help with this situation." The toe of the right foot kicks the ground and moves the ankle a little. It doesn't seem to be too much of a problem. "Speaking of which, Kaihara-san, you really didn't have anything to think of?"

"I'm sorry, I'm really not good at that."

"Hmm......" Shirai Kuroko bent down and stared at her for a long time, "Indeed, I haven't heard of you having expertise in this area. But who knows if you're hiding something. ”

"Wait, wait a minute, Shirai-san, do you imagine me to be? Anyway, I can't be good at that many things. ”

"I think that's what most people think at Tokiwadai."

Kuroko Shirai spoke slowly and logically.

"It's a pleasure to hear, but don't be kidding, Shirai-san."

Shirai pursed his lips and took the player back from her hand.

Jokes? I'm afraid it may not be.

It's ridiculous to say, although intellectually it is clear that no one can do everything, but Tokiwadai students always habitually think that if they encounter something that cannot be solved, there must be a way for the dome to do it.

Sadly, this is true in most cases.

This is no joke, although it has never been talked about to anyone, but Dome is even the object of envy of Shirai himself when he first comes into contact with it.

That's right, it's just pure envy, and it's completely different from my sister.

"All in all, there's nothing to do with us here, is it?" Kuroko Shirai turned around and said to the guards present, "There is a relevant piece of physical evidence here, which needs to be analyzed by professionals." If there is no problem, I would like to apply to take it away. ”

"This ......," the guard hesitated. In fact, they were only informed of the violence and did not know the specifics of the incident.

"I'm Kuroko Shirai of the Fan Committee Branch, so please check it out. I'll write a report when the time comes. ”

"Is that so? Well, you come here and register. ”

The guards connected fingerprint scans to the mobile terminals in their hands, which were used to confirm Shirai's identity so that he could be held accountable.

While Shirai was busy registering his identity, Hoshikawa looked in one direction as if he had known.

There is one thing that Shirai didn't say was right, Saten tears didn't actually go far.

Xingchuan can perceive those projections that have passed through time and space.

She didn't tell Dome that she wasn't referring to fantasy Mitsute when she said "we had what we were looking for."

While it is true that Fantasy Mite's most possibilities are implicated, Hoshikawa really cares about one person.

Saten tears.

Hoshikawa and she had only met once in total, and they weren't even friends. But very clearly from her, I saw the projected future.

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"Listen...... Listen to me...... I've got that ...... in my hand."

Although the distance was too far for the sound to be conveyed at all, from the notebook placed aside, the conversation of the girls at their feet could be clearly heard.

The girl on the roof took off her headphones and sighed silently.

"Do you still care that much?"

Behind the girl, a cold but concerned voice was heard.

The girl remained seated on the edge of the roof, but tilted her head back to catch her eyes on the upside-down figure of the speaker.

"If one day we don't even care about that, then we probably won't be called human, right? Don't you think so? Yunchuan. ”

Yun Chuan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands implicitly.

"I don't know."

"Then don't speak. Originally, this should not be a topic that could be talked about so casually. ”

The girl closed her notebook.

"Do you want to send someone to monitor the next development?"

"Of course you can, if you want to. But I think we should be able to guess what will happen. ”

"It's good to just check it......"

"It's really rare, have you been so unwilling at times? Yunchuan. ”

"Don't tell me you're an exception."

The girl pursed her lips and looked away slightly.

Yun Chuan hugged his elbows and commented on the small group of female middle school students below.

"Fantasy Mite...... Is it? Although the cause and effect are generally clear, ......"

"Do you want to stop the situation?" The girl glanced at her, "In my opinion, this is indeed a choice. ”

"Then why don't you do it?" Yun Chuan's tone was a little ridiculous, "Don't forget, you are the executor." Relatively speaking, you are more direct than I am. ”

"Knowingly asked. Didn't your proposal also be 'amended'? ”

The girl's tone was similarly unkind.

The two were silent for a long time, and the atmosphere seemed quite unusual.

It was the first time that such a serious disagreement had arisen between them, a small group of three. For the first time, the member, who was not present now, had vetoed either of their plans so explicitly.

"I'm sorry, but whatever you plan to do in this matter, I'm going to use my power to 'correct'. I assure you that I will bear all the consequences of the Fantasy Mitsute incident on my own. ”

This made the girl very dissatisfied.

It's not that she's dissatisfied with her vetoing all her actions, but she's dissatisfied that the other party wants to take all the responsibility herself.

(Why?) Why? Aren't we friends? ）

Thinking of this, the girl put the drink cup to her mouth and sucked the straw hard.

(Obviously just a little girl in middle school, why are you so arrogant?) ）

(Junior high school student...... ）

In an instant, the girl's pupils shrank suddenly, and all her movements stopped completely at this moment.

"How?"

Sensing her abnormality, Yun Chuan asked strangely.

There was no answer, and the girl's eyes were just staring straight in one direction.

Yun Chuan followed her line of sight and was stunned.

The two of them saw something incredible.

It was on the roof of the abandoned building opposite, right across from them.

There was a petite junior high school girl staring at them with her star-bright eyes.

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Note: After the motherboard had a problem, it lasted so long (that is, the clock's one, which was not done at the time, and it was about to come down), and finally hung up. Now I borrowed a friend's notebook and rushed urgently, sorry for being late.