What is obvious is that Jiang Sheng's thoughts, with the plan of the Psionic Management Office. There are still some conceptual differences between the two.

The idea of the black cat is to subtly change the girl's personality through communication and getting along.

So that her soul can be truly freed from bad luck.

After that, as a friend, he slowly faded out of each other's lives.

In order not to leave too much influence on anyone's life.

As for the plan of the Psionic Management Office, it is exactly what Bai Guanji said.

They are understaffed and do not have enough time.

The only thing that can be done is to deliberately create some extraordinarily beautiful moments.

Borrow the most efficient way to make the girl have a moment of trance.

So he made him look forward to time for a second, and made the girl's soul struggle to repel the calamity in that second.

After that, it was by virtue of this second's emotional fluctuations.

and the laxity of bad luck in this second, and the misfortune is purified in one go.

Wait until it's over.

They will quit and leave.

As for the girl in the future, is it possible to stay in such a false experience and be unable to extricate herself?

This is obviously a detail that the spirit management department has no time to take into account.

After all, it was impossible for them to keep their eyes on the city of the Blue Mountains all the time.

After all, the fate of the individual is always lighter than the maintenance of the whole.

In a way, there's nothing wrong with the Spiritual Tube and the Black Cat.

But Jiang Sheng is selfish in the end.

After all, it is more inclined to let its heart return to peace.

Therefore, it must bring everything to an end.

So, here it is.

……

"Anyway, that's pretty much it."

In the classroom of Qinglan High School, which has three classes a year.

The middle-aged head teacher lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"From now on, there will be two more new students in our class, and I hope everyone gets along well. Then Jiang Sheng, Yang Momo, you guys come in first to meet with you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged teacher turned his head sideways and beckoned to the door of the classroom.

Along with it, a pair of young people appeared at the door of the class.

The two people, a man and a woman, are about the same size.

Not because the girl looks tall, but because the boy is slightly thinner. They were all dressed in high school students' fall uniforms, but the boy still wore a gray-black hat, so no one could see what he looked like at first.

It's also because of this, in the first few minutes of entering the classroom.

New girls are always more eye-catching than new boys.

"Hey, it's pretty too."

"Well, short hair isn't my good zone."

"What's the scar on the bridge of the nose?"

"It feels like a big sister."

"Oh, she can't have turned around because she did something in the previous school, right?"

"It's hard to say."

Under the podium, the sound of Suosuo's discussion came and went, but none of them could escape the keen hearing of the psychics.

For this bit of gossip, Yang Momo is not surprised.

Pursed his lips helplessly, he stepped forward and introduced himself.

"Well, hello everyone, my name is Yang Momo, about why my brother and I are not the same surname, because my mother and I have the surname, and my brother and my father have the surname."

Well, a fairly standard self-introduction, not flattering and not putting on a show. By the way, it also solves a problem in the minds of others.

In fact. Yang Momo also liked to have long hair, but it was only recently that it was cut short due to his limited mobility.

In this way, she is indeed like her parents.

Both parties are fully committed to the work of governing the supernatural, and are even willing to take the initiative to give up their lives.

However, this is not necessarily the best choice.

As the girl finished introducing herself.

Everyone's eyes finally returned to the boy who was walking with him.

This boy is a little white, but not abnormally white. Before taking off the hat completely, the people who looked at Jiang Sheng probably only had similar feelings.

It wasn't until he took off his hat completely that outsiders could see his withered white hair and eyelashes for sure.

It should have been a sickly, even somewhat withered face.

Even if it is an extraordinarily delicate facial feature, it can't reduce the sense of weakness it gives people.

The dim pink in the pupils is like the last bit of life on a shriveled flower.

Quite reluctantly, it lit up the teenager's incomplete life.

"Hey, pink eyes."

"I feel so young."

"He's not tall, is he really a high school student?"

"Hey, that's pretty cute."

"Cute, coming out at night can scare you to death."

"By the way, he looks so weak."

"Indeed, is it really okay to take classes with us?"

"I guess I'm just here to experience life and go home in a few days."

"Yes, people with albinism are not suitable to go out."

……

The light and scattered chatter became more and more vocal.

Finally, Jiang Sheng spoke.

"My name is Jiang Sheng, I am Yang Momo's younger brother, I am sixteen years old this year, and in the future, please give me more advice."

With that, the boy retreated to the podium.

A simple self-statement, but not a faux pas.

The teacher nodded, and arranged seats for the two of them.

It's not too close, but it's not too far either.

In the process, Jiang Sheng saw Zhuang Kite.

The girl sat in the corner of the third row of the classroom with her head bowed, her thick bangs half-covering her cheeks.

The arrival of transfer students undoubtedly made everyone pay less attention to her.

But she should be happy to do the same.

Because at this time, it is often a part of the empty and well-intentioned condolences, which makes people feel the most embarrassed.

This kind of desire to hide usually comes not from shame, but from not wanting to be mentioned.

Wait until the end of the morning self-study bell rings on time.

Jiang Sheng and Yang silently glanced at each other, and walked out of the classroom together.

"How's it going, have you figured out a way to get close to her?"

At the corner of the corridor, Yang Momo, who was walking in a hurry, saw that there was no one around, so he asked Jiang Sheng.

The reason why she asked this was because Jiang Sheng was assigned a seat closer to Zhuang Yuan.

"Not yet, how can it be so fast."

Weakly rolled his eyes at the man, and the black cat, which turned into a teenager, wrapped his arms in his hands.

"In the past two days, let's observe her daily routine. Let's see if she has any hobbies, clubs or something, maybe you can try to start from this aspect first. ”

"No problem."

Frowning and sighing, Yang silently also explained the information he had gathered.

"When I was just studying on my own, I learned about it in the circle of girls. There are very few people who have intersections with the girl Zhuang Kite. And most of the girls don't have any feelings for her. Of course, you don't have to hate her. All in all, the situation is much worse than we thought. ”

Originally, Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo thought that Zhuang Yuan would have at least one or two close friends.

But now it seems that they are still too optimistic, and Zhuang Kite's interpersonal relationship is likely to be very closed.

And such a person, under the influence of misfortune, is almost hopeless.

The monk said that the accumulation of evil.

Is that what it means?