"Now, Mina, this is one of the ten legendary [beep] vessels, the Nine Curved Corridor!"

Ahem, explain to you a little bit why this sentence appears.

As a vassal state of the Celestial Empire, the 11th Ward has no diplomatic rights, but it enjoys its own military rights, and it can be seen from the Self-Defense Forces to which Rintaro belongs that it is a region with a higher degree of autonomy than one country, two systems.

Moreover, one of their current main forces, the Onmyoji, has received the full support of the Yin-Yang Dao of the Jixia Academy, and has also made leaps and bounds.

But no matter what, after all, it is still a vassal country, and the Celestial Empire language has spread to the eleventh district.

The original language existed as a dialect, but in the 11th district, it is still customary to speak its own language, just as Cantonese is spoken in Guangdong.

So it's not surprising that there are occasional ways of speaking like this Celestial Empire mixed with the original language.

Well, the point is not the content, but the expression, well!

Kurumi shook his head, and found that he still couldn't deceive himself.

"That guy...... What did she say? In such a large public......"

It's not just Kurumi who is sluggish, even Shirou, who has been depressed, has a bewildered expression on his face.

Really...... It's so impactful.

Of course, there were many people who couldn't understand what she was saying, so they just raised their heads in a daze and lowered their heads again.

But there are always people who will make unexpected statements at this time,

"The Nine-Song Corridor? That's used to increase [beep] when [beep]. So? What are you trying to express? After listening to the question, Kurumi couldn't help but turn his head away.

What caught my eye was the long, straight black hair with a hair ring, a neat face proudly accepting the gaze of the class at the moment, the big black eyes that looked strong in willpower were surrounded by frightening eyelashes, and the pale pink lips were tightly pursed, she was such a girl, Haruhi Suzumiya.

She couldn't help but say the purpose seriously, and tried to ask Xiong Zhi about the meaning that he wanted to express.

Incredible.

It's obviously something that should be ashamed, but she can do it with pride.

"Ahh What an amazing talent. ”

Kurumi can only sigh like this.

"Finally someone has sent out a search for the unknown, very good, this is the first step of human beings in the dark forward, only a strong desire to learn, can promote the process of the entire civilization. Obviously, you have a talent for this......" Shikuma Riko nodded in satisfaction, "Maybe...... You're the chosen one. ”

"Long-winded, I'm asking what you want to express, and meaningless answers are just a waste of my time."

Suzumiya Haruhi is a little scary strong.

No, unlike the deliberate bluff, she has maintained this awe-inspiring posture since the beginning of her enrollment, which makes people feel unapproachable.

"There's a mystery of life in this."

Xiong Zhi didn't care about Suzumiya Haruhi's attitude, but bent forward, kept his hand next to his flat-framed glasses, made a very cute and cute look, and explained very seriously, and Suzumiya was also listening very seriously......

"According to incomplete statistics, the body has ......"

Kurumi stroked his forehead and poured spiritual power into his eardrums, and Shikuma Riko's voice grew farther and farther away until the whole world seemed to be quiet.

Then continue to check the information about the pluralistic world, after all, it is about to act.

She didn't have time to spend on such boring things.

There was an eerie silence in the classroom, except for two voices.

Time is like quicksand at your fingertips, and before you know it, it's time to get out of school.

Kurumi had already agreed with Tian Yixiana in advance that she would go home alone during this time, and she still had a lot of practice to do.

When you come to the empty grove next to the Lake of Mist, you can see a sea of white flowers when you look beyond the view of the branches.

Kurumi intends to continue practicing flintlock pistol here.

Before he could take it out, he saw a black figure standing on a high hill in the sea of flowers.

As if feeling something, the man looked back.

Kurumi frowned, is it this morning's person?

And this time the sight was better, and she could see clearly who that person was.

“…… ...... of Araya Zonglian"

It can't be regarded as a very friendly existence, with the little information about him in his mind, Mad San subconsciously judged like this.

However, it seems a bit ridiculous to determine that there is indeed a person in front of you just based on the anime you have watched.

Thinking so, Kurumi took a step forward.

When he walked in, the crazy three hands gently pinched the skirt,

"See you again, Mr. Monk."

"Monk, what a nostalgic title." He spoke, obviously a sound transmitted through the air by vibrating vocal cords, but more like a hoarse voice coming directly from his soul.

He was still standing in place, just turning around for the arrival of Kurumi, and that's it.

Kurumi smiled slightly, "Kurumi Tokizaki." ”

"Wild Wild Lotus."

Kurumi looked up, and even if he was so close, he couldn't seem to see his eyes clearly.

Yes, it seems, it can be seen, but it can't be reflected in the mind.

"Are you looking at something?" Kurumi asked as he stood in the same position, looking into the distance he had just looked at.

There seems to be a feeling that Kurumi feels that he has the same eyes as himself.

The eyes that come from the bottom of my heart are chasing that I don't even know what I'm looking for.

Blank, but determined.

"There," Araya Soren raised his hand and pointed in one direction, "there's a black well. ”

"Kuroi?"

Kurumi looked in the direction she was pointing, and there was only a vast sea of white flowers.

Araya Zonglian didn't pay attention to Kurumi's doubts, but continued,

"A very special well that leads to the underworld." His hands are obviously just hanging naturally, but there is an indescribable sense of rhyme,

"If we witness countless deaths, can we find a way to be reborn?"

Araya Zonglian asked, as if she was asking Mad San, and as if she was talking to herself.

Kurumi didn't answer what Araya said.

It's just a passerby, a chance encounter.

Kurumi just used his spiritual power more in his eyes, but he didn't see the black well he said.

"No need to look for it, it's not in the world. It's really disappointing that the so-called underworld is just a gathering place for a group of 'undead' guys. ”

"What are you looking for?"

"Ahh

Araya is sure.

Then he turned his head to look at Kurumi,

"Are you looking for anything too?"

"Maybe."

Kurumi chuckled.

"You're special." Araya said bluntly,

"I can't feel your 'origin', even someone like Sanshuigong can detect it if you get close to me. But you, not at all, not 'nothing' nothing, but really non-existent. ”

"Ahh Just take it as a compliment, thank you! ”