I'm an only child, and I don't know what it's like to have a spoiled sister. The friends around me do have sisters, but they don't get along closely, although they will help each other do something, but they will always complain to each other behind their backs about the willfulness of their younger brother or sister.

If there is a sister, then it must be an existence like Zuo Jiang, right?

Whether it is the soft and sometimes teasing voice, or the warm and all-inclusive smile, it exudes the taste of sister. In a way, I was only seeing her for the first time, but her voice and smile overlapped perfectly with a shadow in her heart.

It's something that even I can't tell, as if it's a longing from the root of life, like a stranger who exists in a corner of the world that is exactly like myself, like twins who have been separated since birth. is the most distant to give birth to a twin, and also the nearest stranger.

Everything she had, her voice, her movements, her smile, her smell and her attitude, touched a deep call in my heart.

It's not perfect, but it's dreamy.

A dream born especially for me.

A beautiful and never-ending dream.

Like the moon in the water, inadvertently, it will break, and after the ripples disappear, it will reappear.

She said that she was a personality that appeared before Tomie.

I stubbornly felt that she was the personality that appeared after she met me.

At the end of this magical summer, she quietly appeared in my life.

Touched by her, embraced by her, listening to her soft singing, naked, as if even the heart has become a transparent crystal. Desire flows through an invisible filter paper, and only crystal clear crystals are left after impurities are removed.

As I washed my body for Zuo Jiang and slid my palm over every curve, this pure emotion overflowed in my heart.

That night, Zuo Jiang and I slept in the study, embracing each other sincerely as if we had rubbed each other, body and soul into ourselves.

My mind was at peace, not dreaming, just buried in her hot and elastic body, like in a dark and warm deep sea, inhaling the air she exhaled, and the air she exhaled was inhaled by her.

When I woke up the next day, it was past school time.

I opened the curtains, and the bright sunlight poured on the bed on the sofa, and Zuo Jiang's brows furrowed slightly. She opened her eyes and sat up lazily and misty, one hand clasping the sheet on her chest, the golden light flowing down her shoulders and back like a marble carving.

Zuo Jiang stretched out as if no one was around, and the sheet fell, revealing his naked body.

At this point, I don't make a fuss about her appearance anymore.

Even the mood swings, the boiling of the blood, no longer exists.

It's like it's the most natural situation.

"Hmm......" Zuo Jiang nodded his chin, looked at me from head to toe, and smiled, "Ah Chuan seems to have become mature, worthy of being a boy." ”

Needless to say, I feel like I've changed a lot from before.

I can't tell you how it has changed, but what used to rush at you as if it was about to drown itself is now like crashing into a row of hard rocks, smashing into pieces.

"Let's go shopping for clothes today." I said to her.

Zuo Jiang had just escaped from the mental hospital, and when he arrived in the city, all he had was the clothes he was wearing and the travel bag where the axe was hidden. When I took a shower last night, all my clothes were already wet with water, and even though the weather dries quickly in late summer, it will be inconvenient if I haven't changed my clothes all the time.

And, even if it's not for convenience or not, I want to buy something for Zuo Jiang.

Before going out, I called the head teacher to ask for leave.

The head teacher let out a soft cry from there, and his obviously worried heart fell back into place. The death of Mori Ye and the large-scale absenteeism of students have become a disease in the hearts of all teachers in the school, just like a frightened bird, even if a student is late, he will not feel a little slack, and he will definitely ask for a reason.

The homeroom teacher asked my parents on the phone if they were at home, and I naturally told her the facts, so I couldn't help but have a long call on the other end of the phone.

"Takakawa-san's parents are back, please let them notify me as soon as possible."

"Do teachers have to make home visits?"

"Home visits? To be honest, I'm preparing for the midterm exam questions now, and I don't have that kind of free time, but I can't do home visits in the current situation. Saying this, there was a pause on the other end of the phone, and he complained to me, an honor student, with some bitterness, "It's hard to find the parents of students now...... Ah, what am I saying to you for? This is the responsibility of the school. ”

"Anyway, I'm sorry for you. I'll let you know as soon as your parents come back, but probably won't be heard from you for a month. I said respectfully.

"Okay, that's it, Gao Chuan-san also has a good rest. Alas, it would be nice if the other students who were absent from school just had a cold. ”

The head teacher was about to hang up the phone when I interrupted him.

"Has the teacher been to the Eight Views Fellow Scholar?"

"Ah, this is ......" the phone hesitated, "I've been there, but there is no one at home, and I heard from my neighbors that I seem to be ready to move." ”

I was a little surprised to hear this.

"In other words, Hakkei didn't go to school, was it because of the move?"

"Maybe, until now she hasn't even brought a leave slip, and no one knows the details of Lu Dao, it's really worrying."

Just like that, while worrying, I hung up the phone.

I couldn't help but think on the phone, if it was just to move, it would be fine, if it was like Morino, the whole family was controlled by the goat guild, it would be bad. Hakkei's initial move to test Morino was too aggressive, and no one expected his opponent to penetrate so quickly. The enemy is a cult organization on the scale of the world, with a base in the city, and some collusion with members of the government, while the members of the whisperers are just bold and curious students, and the difference in strength between the two is thousands of miles away.

Although when working with Eight Scenes, they kept a certain distance from each other and gave a considerable degree of warning, but it is still a little regrettable that things have evolved like this.

At that time, I knew that the Eight Scenes of the Road was a person who had a strong inquisitive heart for strange ideas, and he would definitely find out the root of the strange things that happened around him, if only he hadn't given her the bottle of "Paradise". However, even if she is cut off from the clues she has, she will definitely go deep into it from another way. So, it's only a matter of time before you encounter danger. ,

Moreover, she said that she could hear voices from hell, which was also full of doubts.

This is the first time I have encountered this kind of person, and she seems to be different from the Chosen One, the Demon Emringer, and the Paradise Eater, but a different kind of existence.

This unique presence may be the root cause of her and the people around her.

Thinking of this, all the speculation turned into a puzzle and gradually formed a whole in my mind.

If you only enter the Doomsday Realm, you can become the Chosen One and the Demonic Emringer.

If the first Greystone is from Doomsday.

If only the Cerberus pattern of the old toilet could teleport a person to a doomsday realm.

Then, before the appearance of the Cerberus pattern, before entering the Doomsday Illusion, there was no Chosen One, Demon Emringer, and "Paradise" in this world.

So, who was the first to know about the existence of the Doomsday Illusion? How do you know? Who was the first to draw the Cerberus pattern? How do you know?

Apparently another existence after the exclusion of the Chosen One and the Demonic Emringer.

And the things that are not worldly, come from the voice of the world, and the people of the world who can receive this sound are naturally the initial connection point between these two worlds.

One day, they realized that they were special, and the erosion of the world began.

"Ah Chuan, what are you laughing at?" Zuo Jiang, who was about to go to the balcony to dry his clothes, asked curiously when he passed by.

She was wearing my shirt and jeans, her plump body didn't fit well, and because she didn't have underwear, the subtle curves loomed in the sunlight, but she didn't care at all.

"An interesting hypothesis, I'll tell you later."

I walked side by side with her to the balcony, and I couldn't help but sigh when Zuo Jiang took out the amazingly sized underwear.

"Zuo Jiang, it's hard to buy underwear of this size, right?"

"Well, because it's an I cup, it's very troublesome to make it to order. I'm confident in my feel and appearance, but if I don't fix it, I feel like it's cumbersome, so sometimes I envy the small size. ”

Zuo Jiang said as he supported his chest with one hand.

I had a premonition that I was going to have trouble shopping, and I started to get troubled.