In the gleaming blue light, Jiro, who had fallen to the ground, stood up unsteadily. The blue transparent shadow-like Jiro was standing in front of him, smiling and looking at him.
Renjiro remained silent and did not speak.
"This is not the first time we have met," the shadow whose real name is Rahim said with a smile, "As you can see, I will disappear from this world soon, so everything after that is your own. I hope you like it. Of course you will love everything I leave to you. Isn¡¯t the life you are living now all obtained because of your hope?¡± Rahim¡¯s words inevitably contained ambiguous frivolity.
"Are yougoing to leave?" Jiro's eyes showed a look of reluctance and then he lowered his head as if to cover up, "What should I do if you are not here?"
"What did you say?" Rahim, who looked like a blue transparent shadow, reached out and touched Jiro's head. "Aren't you me?"
"Aren't you me?" Although this sentence is confusing, it is not impossible to understand that the shadow double as the guardian of the plane exists in the human world only as a measure and symbol to maintain the safety of the plane. Most of the time guardians of symbols throughout the ages were just symbols. But the situation back then was so special that what was supposed to be a symbol of calculation ended up having real power.
"Is this fate?" From the wry smile on Sasaki Jiro's face, it was not long ago that he fully understood his identity. Before that, he probably only had a simple concept. It is not easy to understand everything. What's going on!
"It's as if destiny really exists." Rahim sneered, the light shining on his body became even more brilliant. "Miss Lusiya helped us predetermine our destiny. You may have read the script in some way. The struggle between the soul and the flesh is limited to human beings. All emotions are filled up and act as shadows, and in the end they will probably be completely forgotten or abandoned!" Rahim laughed. () looked at Lusiya lying on the ground. Her body was gradually being swallowed up by the light in the flickering light.
"But she shouldn't hesitate to do unnecessary things in the end." Rahim reached out and touched Jiro's eyes. Although it seemed like a touch, it didn't feel like a touch to Jiro at all.
"But without these two little things. Isn't it reasonable in the end?" Rahim's face showed a mocking look. "Even without me," he said, "These eyes still have original power." He He turned sideways and glanced at Jiro and said, "Do you still want its power to be used on more people?" He raised his head and looked at the ceiling, which probably meant the three people lying upstairs at the moment.
"Absolutely not." Jiro said firmly.
"Perhaps I will be confused by more interesting women in the future. Who can firmly say the word absolute now?" Regarding Jiro's decisive tone. Raheem just shook his head.
"There are three souls to be taken away here." He did not continue. He just turned around and looked at the person lying on the ground. Lusia and Shinji Ito. As well as Toyokawa Etsuji's body was swallowed up by the blue light mist. It looks like it's looming in the room. Others were just lying on the ground.
Rahim held out his hand. Touching the word "re-take" on Jiro's chest. "This feels really weird." He said to himself. "So I leave these memories to you. For God, these memories are superfluous." There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Raheem said. "The more I immerse myself in these things, the more I feel that human existence has limitations. Of course. In a sense, this limitation is the very meaning of human existence!" he sighed inexplicably. Rahim put his hand on Jiro's head. The light grew stronger and stronger. Finally the whole room became completely dark. Jiro covered his eyes. Closed his eyes. Wait until the next time you open it again. The whole room was empty except for myself.
"Is everyone gone?" Jiro looked at the ceiling. Then he looked around. The room looked like usual. All furniture and items are placed where they should be. But it was indeed true that there was no one else in the room except himself.
¡°¡¡± accompanied by the sound of footsteps. Meiko's figure appeared at the top of the stairs. She leaned her neck and shouted a little hesitantly and shyly. "Jiro. Are youstill not asleep?"
"I'm quite sleepy" Jiro yawned. "It's just that Miyuki and Hazuki fell asleep in my room." He said something completely meaningless. Meiko bit her lip. Silently walked to his side.
"Can you come to my room?" She begged in a low voice, "Although Hazuki and Miyuki are here, I really can't control Jiro.You have no idea how much I want you. "
Jiro turned around in shock and saw Miko¡¯s face that was filled with resentment and affection at the same time.
"Okay, Auntie." He stretched out his hand to hold Meiko's hand, and a blue light flashed in his eyes.
"Oh damn, why does your head hurt so much?" Toyokawa Etsuji climbed up from his bed, rubbed his head that was still a little dazed, and sat upright on the edge of the bed for a few seconds before patting his head and asking. I asked myself, "Is there anything you need to do today?"
"Etsuji?" Toyokawa Kazumi opened the door to her son's room and walked in. She saw Toyokawa Etsuji sitting blankly on the bed in his pajamas. She couldn't help but shook her head and walked over to Toyokawa Etsuji and sat down. "What's the matter? Is your cold still not gone?" As he spoke, he reached out and pressed Toyokawa Eiji's forehead.
"The fever has gone away!" she shouted. "If you don't want to go to school yet, it doesn't matter if you continue to take leave." Toyokawa Kazumi said with concern.
"Ask for leave to go to school?" Toyokawa Etsuji thought for a long time before he remembered that he was a college student. "Oh, it doesn't matter. I can go to school." As he said that, he felt another stabbing pain in his head. He couldn't help but hugged him with both hands. killed his own head.
"What's wrong? If it's still serious, don't go to school!" Toyokawa Kazumi said with concern.
"It's okay." Toyokawa Etsuji was already shaking his head as if he was feeling something. "I always feel like I forgot something." As he spoke, he opened his eyes and the pain and other things just now have been swept away. "Has dad gone to work?" he asked.
"Of course" Toyokawa Kazumi smiled a little awkwardly, "Your uncle is quite strict about things. There is a financial crisis now and there are many things, so your father went out early in the morning."
"Is that so?" Toyokawa Etsuji said to himself without any expression, nodding his head and accepting this as a fact.
"Then if you have to go to school, come and have breakfast quickly. I'll go get ready first, so hurry up and change your clothes!" After saying that, Toyokawa Kazumi patted Toyokawa Etsuji's shoulder and walked out and closed the door.
"It feels like I had a bad dream." Toyokawa Etsuji covered his head and muttered to himself, "But I can't help it if I don't remember anything!" "Mom, do I have such clothes?" Momoko Tachibana said from She dug out a formal bridal national costume from her wardrobe. The material and workmanship were not comparable to ordinary kimonos. Momoko Tachibana looked at the dress in surprise and shouted. Her mother, Aya Tachibana, walked into the room and looked at it. The dress also showed a puzzled expression.
"Could it be that dad wants to give you a surprise?" Tachibana Aya tilted her head and suddenly clapped her hands and said, "After all, Momoko is already old enough to get married!"
"This what is this" Tachibana Momoko blushed at her mother's teasing, "It's still early and it's so embarrassing that my father didn't say anything to me for doing this!"
"Okay, okay." Tachibana Aya took the clothes from her daughter and twisted them with her fingers. The material was indeed the best, even the best. She spread the clothes completely on the bed, both mother and daughter were amazed. The expression comes.
"It's so beautiful!" Tachibana Aya sighed.
"Really!" Tachibana Momoko couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched her clothes.
"Let's give it a try, Momoko!" Tachibana Aya suddenly suggested, staring at Tachibana Momoko with a heartbeat expression on her face.
"Then give it a try!" The daughter's eyes were a little blurry.
"Hoshimura Maki, who is that?" Miyazawa Yuu asked curiously after receiving Jiro's call, "Our classmate? Have you watched too much "Zombie Princess"? That animation is so broken, are you starting to break up?" Don¡¯t you know reality and illusion? Do we have such classmates? It¡¯s not like getting rid of me"
"Bah!" Jiro hung up the phone.
"Ding" After only a few seconds, Miyazawa Yu called again. "Yami and I are fine, you don't have to worry." He said.
What do I have to worry about? Jiro curled his lips.
"Really, I know you're a little embarrassed to ask, but there's no need to make such an excuse!" Miyazawa Xu said quite self-righteously on the other end of the phone.
"Well, you are a married guy, enjoy your married life. I will also find a way to get out of the group as soon as possible. Come to Tokyo to play with us when you have time!" After finishing speaking, Miyazawa Yu hung up directly. He got on the phone just like Jiro just now.
"Does this mean you are completely dead? Grandma?" Jiro put away his mobile phone and looked at the sky inside the campus.