Chapter 11: Komaeda Nagi

Komaeda Nagi fights.

A boy with weird pale hair.

Talent is the same as the protagonist of the generation, Miao Mu Cheng, and is a man with super college-level luck.

However, unlike Naeki Makoto, Konoeda's luck is 'real', and he has 'absolute' luck, and he can decide the lucky character by virtue of his own beliefs.

It may sound awkward, but in fact, there is a sentence that can explain it - Komaeda can control his luck in a certain sense.

For example, if there are five sticks in front of him, one of which has a red letter, and the others are not, and asks the Komachi to draw it, then he can draw the one with the red letter from the five sticks accurately.

This is the talent that Komaeda possesses, and he is absolutely lucky.

Some people may think that this ability is very rebellious, but in fact, there is often only a thin line between luck and misfortune......

In your own cabin.

Holding a roll of scotch tape in his hand, Komaeda quietly looked out the window.

At this moment, the sky is just past noon, and the sun overhead is slightly slanting to the west, and the sunlight shining down has a trace of warmth, which makes people lose interest in going out at a glance.

At this time, maybe the only way to relax is to go swimming in the beach?

It's a pity that after yesterday's events, no one at this moment will be in the mood to do this.

Although there is still a little relaxation on the surface, it can even be said that there is no heart, but even if the person is very aggressive, there will not be a trace of shadow in his heart, and the relaxation on the surface is more for others to see...... Or rather, to show yourself.

In this weird situation, if you don't show open-mindedness, you may really collapse.

It is estimated that he was aware of such a situation, so on the first day of the first day of the previous leader, the ten gods announced one thing-

"Tonight, let me all go to the old building next to the restaurant to gather and hold a banquet."

After saying this, the fat man turned his head and left, not knowing where he had hidden.

"Banquet?" Konoeda smiled, "Holding a banquet at this time not only relaxes people, but also ensures that everyone stays together and reduces the possibility of accidents." ”

It was easy to see through the fat man's intentions, and Komaeda nodded in agreement, feeling that he had done nothing wrong in pushing the Ten Gods to the leader.

With his leadership and the talents of the super-university people, no matter what kind of difficulty, they will definitely be defeated, right?

Smiling again, Konoeda looked down at the note in his hand.

It was the result of the lottery at noon, because there was no one in the old building all year round, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated, so one person needed to clean it.

This kind of thankless work is naturally not liked by anyone, and as a leader, although the ten gods are very arrogant, it is impossible to make any coercive decisions - the most important and most important thing for a leader to ensure is fairness.

The final suggestion was to draw lots, and it was all about luck.

As a result, Konoeda became the most bitter character.

But maybe that's a good thing for him?

"At least I, the useless owner of waste, can do a little help."

Muttering in his mouth, Konoeda smiled and opened the door, ready to go to the supermarket not far from the hotel to get some cleaning needs.

The door was opened, and the moment the young man raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At the door of his room, there was a figure standing at this moment.

A delicate face, fresh broken hair, and a harmless smile on his face. Qiye Ling was standing at the door of Komozhi, raising his hand, as if he was about to knock on his door.

"Is there something wrong? Seven Nights Classmate. ”

Although he was a little puzzled as to why someone would come looking for his waste, Komaeda quickly smiled.

Seven nights, this is really a rare surname, and the talent of the other party ...... Super-university-level conspirators...... Maybe it's a joke? What is the reason why it is inconvenient to reveal your talents?

Several thoughts crossed his mind in an instant, but that didn't stop Komaeda and Nanaya from talking.

After chatting a few innocuous things, Qiye glanced at the interior of the room that Komachi hadn't closed yet, and his words changed: "Speaking of which, Konoeda, you're going to clean the old hall this afternoon, right?" ”

"That's true, I accidentally drew the only stick."

"That's really unfortunate......"

"No, maybe it's lucky."

"Oh?"

Qiye raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked thoughtfully at the white-haired boy in front of him.

"A useless guy like me, if he can help all super-university-level geniuses, he is already very satisfied."

“……”

Strange psyche.

Nanaya looked at the young man in front of him, analyzing his words in his mind and deducing his psychology.

He is not an orthodox psychologist and cannot estimate Konoeda's accurate mental activity at the moment, but the conspirator has a more powerful psychological branch than the psychologist, that is, the analysis of the dark psychology of human beings.

How big is the psychological shadow area of Xiao Ming-this kind of question may really be answered.

So, here's the problem.

According to the deduction of Qiye at this moment, the psychological shadow of the young man in front of him, Konozhi, can be said to be unusually small, even close to the Holy Mother, with a compassionate heart.

But...... Judging from the analysis of normal psychology and logical reasoning...... The person in front of him is most likely planning together...... Homicide.

His gaze swept over the room behind the boy again, and Nanaya's attention swept over the bed and the table.

Strips of paper, tape, fruit knives, ponchos......

His gaze retracted, and he once again focused on Konoeda's face, staring at the slight change in the micro-expression on the boy's face.

After a moment, as if he understood something, Nanaya withdrew his gaze and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It just so happens that I want to go to the supermarket and buy something, let's go together."

"Huh?" Komachi looked at Qiye with some curiosity, "Is there a need for Qiye-san?" Don't bother, I'll bring it back to you. ”

"That's ...... Wouldn't it be a little too much trouble? ”

"No, no, it's fine."

Waving his hand, Konoeda's face showed that smile again, as if he felt honored to help Nanaya with errands.

Gently evoking a hint of a smile, Nanaya didn't shirk anything, but took out a piece of paper from the pocket behind him and put it in Konoeda's hand.

"Well, please, Komaeda."

After saying this, Qiye glanced at him again.

This time, the boy looked at each other's eyes, looking at each other, and Nanaya blinked softly.

A moment of confusion flashed in Konoeda's eyes.

Looking at the back of Qiye leaving, Komaeda thought about it, shook his head and smiled again, raised his hand, and put the note in his hand in front of him.

Potato chips, sausages, instant noodles, cakes, empty pops, peppers, morph sugar, compressed biscuits......

A series of food, Komozhi quickly swept over, and sighed in his heart that Qiye was also a foodie, and at the same time, the young man put away the note.

The moment he took the step, a strange light flashed in Konoeda's eyes.

Thoughtfully.

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