…

"Here it is."

Hidden in mid-air, Hui Xia looked through countless obstacles and looked straight into the classroom, like the Nanase Star Sand of ordinary people.

As a virtual entity created by the red ball according to the appearance of the real Nanase Xingsha that the "savior" Xiao Mian encountered in the future, it can also be regarded as the entity of the red ball's good thoughts.

The good, which does not have much power in itself, can only be achieved by encouraging the "savior" and triggering the power of the other party's heart, so as to curb the desire for the red ball, end the reincarnation of calamity in countless time and space, and destruction.

However, as of now, the good has never succeeded.

So, she didn't hold out any hope for this time either.

However, for some reason, the evil thoughts in the red ball seem to have known the future.

The future of "life" is about to be ended.

As for the red ball, which was originally a man-made product, why it has developed to the point where the two consciousnesses of good and evil are opposed, it may also be related to the complex emotions of living beings.

They also absorb and grow by absorbing human desires, so what they absorb is not necessarily all evil thoughts, right?

…

Nanase Xingsha sat in his seat, his head slightly bowed, looking a little shy.

In the bright classroom, there were many eyes that secretly looked at her.

The sadness in Xingsha's eyes and face seemed to have turned into substance.

Let the whispering of her voice become weaker and weaker, and everyone feels that this new classmate does not seem to be very easy to get along with.

…

"Xiao Mian, you drew very well!"

In the schoolyard, many young boys play together, or play ball, or jump rope, or swing.

The little girls also formed groups of threes and twos, chatting and walking, and laughing endlessly.

Only Xiao Mian was alone in the corner, squatting on the ground to entertain himself, sketching with chalk.

To be exact, there was also a bystander, the very beautiful little girl who had just arrived.

Hearing the praise of his new classmates, Mian was a little happy, but he didn't show it.

After all, compared to this, the identity of Nanase Xingsha is what makes him a little unforgettable.

Subconsciously looking at his own paintings, he seems to be analyzing whether there is really progress.

Basically, it's a monster wreaking havoc in the city.

The colors scribbled with pink chalk to represent flames, and the monster figure outlined in white chalk is very similar to the video he watched in the middle of the night, Satan Bizo.

Although some buildings and streets are abstract, they can still be seen when you look closely. is limited by his painting skills, and the painted Gaia is a little different, only the sapphire cone-like timer on his chest can confirm his identity.

Xiao Mian lowered his head, as if he was adding color to Gaia, who was a little sloppy.

But he was actually thinking about how to speak.

The vivid dream of last night seemed to appear in his mind all the time, and the doubts that were constantly clogged in his heart were already overwhelmed.

"Why do you know my name?"

Although Xiao Mian is a little timid in character, he is not stupid, on the contrary, he is still very smart.

It's just that for various reasons, he didn't dare to show it, and the inferiority complex engraved in his bones had made him accustomed to such an unhappy life.

Obviously, he hasn't introduced himself, why does Xingsha know his name?

"Is it strange to know Xiao Mian's name?"

Nanase Xingsha's expression did not change in the slightest.

It was still an extremely vague melancholy, with a gentle smile that was forcibly squeezed out.

"It's not strange..."

Mian whispered.

But unnaturally avoided Xingsha's gaze.

"Looks like Mian likes Ultra Warriors very much."

Xingsha folded his legs and sat on the edge of the steps.

Looking at Mian, and beneath him, there was some abstract Gaia.

There seems to be a deep memory in my eyes.

"Yes!"

"Don't you like it?"

Reluctantly admitted with some pride.

There was joy on his little face.

It's like the joy of being recognized.

However, when he saw Xingsha's face, he forcibly stopped the words behind him.

His intuition told him...

"I don't like it."

"Because the city is destroyed by these huge creatures."

The girl's words did not carry a hint of emotion.

It's like stating a fact that isn't worth mentioning.

"Is it..."

Mian's expression was a little lost, and his heart was half cold.

It seems that there is only oneself and likes Ultra Warriors.

Is it because I'm naïve?

Mian's heart, for the first time, faced this problem, which he had been subconsciously ignoring.

"Why, don't you play with them?"

Without waiting to think about it, Xingsha asked gently.

Xingsha's tone and expression gave Mian a sense of crampedness that only exists when facing adults.

"I..."

"There are no sports cells..."

"So, they don't like to play with me, because I'm always stupid."

Mian looked at the classmates who were not far away, staying together to play ball.

The smiles on their faces made Mian feel a little uncomfortable, and the posture of squatting on the ground had not changed for a long time.

The envy and timidity in the eyes merged into a somewhat heart-wrenching crystal gaze.

"No..."

"Everyone has their own disadvantages and strengths."

"For example, the Ultra Warrior who is drawn by Mian is very good."

"No one is born good at a certain sport, and even then, everyone is equal."

"Just like you and me, you and everybody."

Nanase Xingsha said softly.

The girl's gentle encouragement was like a shot of strength, hitting Mian's heart.

It was like a land that had been in drought for a long time, and ushered in the first heavy rain.

Hopeless, the lost who can't see the light are guided by the stars.

Or, as if after countless falls, they can't get up on their own, and can only be angry at their own failures, and they are pulled up by a pair of strong hands.

Mian smiled sincerely.

"I thought you were going to laugh at me..."

"Thank you, Xingsha, no one would comfort me like this."

Nanase Xingsha shook his head slightly, still with a shallow smile on his face, sunny and natural, like a sunflower that is always facing the sun.

…

"Young and promising."

Hui Xia's heart was a little sour, standing on the top floor of the school, looking down at the elementary school students playing below.

His eyes were even tighter, and the incarnation of the red ball in an inconspicuous position, Nanase Xingsha.

And, the protagonist of this play, the new star Mian.

Below, the young mind is constantly being soothed by the red ball.

Perhaps, this kind of work, the good thoughts of the red ball have been done countless times.

Red Ball...

Hui Xia's eyes shone, not knowing what she was thinking.

At the end of the communication between the two, the "villain" of the play also appeared in due time.

Three senior students who were praised by real netizens as the "death trio".

The eldest of the three is significantly taller than the others.

is like Hiroshi Kashimada, who has the atmosphere of youth in society and wants to inherit the position of the boss of the club.

and his followers, squinting at the Central Plains.

Repeater, small shirt.

Tian Hao saw picking up the ball and wondered whether to learn to play with his classmates.

Deliberately walk up to the other person.

With his head lowered, he had just made up his mind, but he was blocked by the shadow in front of him.

He saw a familiar black shoe, twisted the area of Gaia's head that he had drawn, grinding away the traces of the chalk drawing.

"Heh, naïve little ghost, you can't do this, you are still drawing this kind of thing?"

Some deliberately exaggerated laughter, rich irony constantly stimulated the courage that had just been mustered.

…

"It's so bad~"

Hui Xia stared closely at the trio and Mian.

The light had dimmed a little, and he was as timid and cautious as his master.

And the faint dark aura that looms on the trio seems to show that the red ball is not as simple as it appears in the theatrical version.

"Such a character, I'm really curious, how to become the savior chosen by the Red Ball Benevolence."

From God's point of view, Hui Xia can clearly see the reluctance of cowering, lowering his head, and unable to see what expression he is.

And the trio, under Mian's cowardice, was set off more and more badly.