In the daily classroom, the only sound in the classroom is the scratching of chalk by the teacher writing on the blackboard and the rustling of students writing. The Qingqiu Festival has ended, and everyone has returned to normal life as a matter of course. It¡¯s rare that I didn¡¯t do anything unique in class. I took a pen to write and draw in a notebook. Of course, this was not taking notes, but preparing for the next thing. "Daily life Looking at the peaceful classroom, I silently wrote a daily routine in my notebook, then sighed silently and crossed out a heavy cross. For Yuji, Yoshida, Sato, and Tanaka, daily life has long since ended. They have not experienced what happened to Ogata. It is estimated that Tanaka will work in an outside dormitory like Sato. Write the words "Outdoor Stay" in the upper left corner of the book, and then write the names of Sato and Tanaka around it. Speaking of the Outer Hostel, the famous "Dream Player" Derrel Kubelik has probably perished in the flames together with the European Outer Hostel under the attack of Xiudenan. He is obviously a good old man. If only he had thought of it earlier, even if he couldn't make it in time, he could probably have been saved by giving the Fire Mist Warriors a little warning. The pen tip moved, and Durrell's name appeared next to the outside world, along with a small cross and the word regret. With my hand on my chin, I took this time to start sorting out my memory thoroughly to see if there were any omissions. Countless memory fragments are suspended in my mind, forming a double helix structure like DNA for me to review. The attack on the Outer Hostel was probably over for the time being. The other Outer Hostels managed by the Fire Mist Warriors fell one after another after the return of the Ritual Snake. Separate the outside world with dividing lines, and continue writing in the blank space. First, write the words masquerade in the lower right corner. Hmm The plot at the end of the second season will 90% not happen. The Tyrant I on Yuji was expelled and the positioning imprint was not imprinted. Under such circumstances, they cannot guide the Zero Hour Mystery to Tyrant I. ¡¯s heart, but the silver will probably still appear as the weapon of the Ritual Snake. I left the words "Tyrant Plan" softly next to it, and after thinking about it for a moment, I put a half-check mark, which meant that it was only half successful. Tsk, in this case, basically everything remains unknown at the "Masquerade". Since Tyrant I's plan is impossible, the professor will be free first. Judging from his madness, he is probably conducting other experiments. He has the personality of Konoe. I grabbed my hair with some distress and felt Shana's doubtful gaze. I smiled at her to indicate that I was fine, then lowered my head and wrote down "Tandan Qiuchi" and Konoe. "Wait a minute, that's not right!" While searching for memories, I suddenly remembered one thing, and that was the reason why the "Bad Blade" attacked. In the original work, it was because "Masquerade" successfully left an imprint on Zero Hour Mystery, so they hired "Bad Blade" to assassinate Yuji and allow Zero Hour Mystery to move around freely so that they could have it in their hands. In this case, Is there any reason for them to hire Bad Blade now? Angrily, I wrote down the name "Bad Blade", and marked three big question marks and three big exclamation points next to it. If "Bad Blade" didn't come, the meaning of my leaving "Playing in Sleeping Home" would be gone. ? Is this the butterfly effect? Unknowingly changing everything in the world line and making everything move towards the unpredictable unknown is really troublesome! ! ! I lay down hard on the table, wailing in my heart. The teacher on the stage was startled by my sudden move, and the classmates in the class also turned their attention to me. "Ahem, I just took a nap, keep going, keep going." I smiled awkwardly, pretending to rub my eyes, and found an excuse to get over it. ??Everyone smiled, maybe because they rarely saw me like this, and then continued to start class. ¡°Forget it, it¡¯s useless to blame everyone now. Besides, we still don¡¯t know whether he will come or not, so let¡¯s let it go for now and move on. After perfunctory with everyone, I could only sit up helplessly and continue to sort out my memories. After circling the name "Bad Blade" and the six symbols representing mood, I opened a new area in the blank space and wrote the words "Fire Mist Warrior". This place is really blinding. Whether it is the original work or the information sent from the outside world, there is no clear indication of any special actions on the part of the Fire Mist Warriors. It seems that only Misaki City is particularly concerned about Xingli Temple. , the Fire Mist Warriors in other places were just beating up their disciples and drinking, just like usual. No way, those guys are not a united group in the first place. Most of them like to fight on their own. If it weren't for the war four hundred years ago, most of them might not even know each other. Alastor seems toI used to be extremely troubled by this matter. Silently write the words "temporarily useless" next to the Fire Mist Warrior, and then comes the key point. In the center of the paper, which is also the largest blank space, I left two big words - Unknown. The first thing I remembered was the words Xingchen and Original Sin. Although they have always been by my side, especially Xingchen, they have given me a lot of help since the beginning of my time travel. But now it seems that I really don¡¯t care about them. What's more, I don't know anything about them, neither their identities nor the reasons for appearing next to me. Then closely behind Xingchen and Original Sin were Nancy Lian and John. They seemed to be bound by something. I was also very concerned about what the contract they said was. From John's performance, it seemed that he signed a contract with them. It's me, at least in appearance, but it's a pity that I don't have any memory of it. In the third line, the words Student Union floated on the paper. This organization that had never appeared in the original work made two figures appear in my mind. However, what I found strange was that compared to The cold beauty Bing Ning exudes the breath of ice, and the young man who keeps smiling makes me care even more. I always feel that there is some strange connection between that young man and me. We will go to the student union after class. We can¡¯t leave the unknown alone. This is the easiest unknown to solve. Even if there is any contact, we can wait until then. The pen was spinning unconsciously in my hand, and I had already made up my mind to find Bing Ning and the others. After writing "solve it immediately" next to the student union, I thought about it for a while, and then wrote five words with some hesitation. Kantaro Sakai. I stared blankly at this name. From the beginning, this guy was mysterious and mysterious. I also tried to find out where he worked, but found nothing. It was as if there was a mysterious force surrounding him. By his side, everything he did was covered up. After thinking about it, I finally covered it with a slash. Anyway, this guy will not do anything detrimental to Yuji, so it will not hinder me. Probably, that¡¯s all. Tear the paper off the notebook, fold it squarely and put it in your pocket, put away the pen, just as the bell rang, ending today's class. "Feng Yu, what have you been doing during class?" As soon as get out of class was over, Shana turned around from her seat and looked at me with confusion. "It's nothing, I just sorted out what happened in Misaki City." I answered while tidying up the things on the table and putting them into my schoolbag: "Speaking of which, Shana, I'll go to the student union later, do you want to go back first or not?" With me?" "Student union?" Shana tilted her head, and then suddenly said: "You mean the two people who felt strange before?" I nodded. "Of course we went together." Shana had packed her things at this time, picked up her schoolbag, jumped up from her seat, and stood in front of me, saying matter-of-factly. "Then let's go." He put An Gang on his back, hooked his schoolbag with his left hand and threw it behind his back, and patted Shana's head. Without calling Yuji, Shana and I walked down the stairs to the conference room on the top floor. There was a sign clearly saying "Student Union" hanging next to the door. We looked at each other and then opened the door. "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Fengyu, Shana." A gentle and warm voice with a chuckle sounded the moment we opened the door. There were only two people in the huge conference room. Bing Ning was sitting at the main seat, carefully reviewing the materials in front of her. From time to time, she picked up her seal and pressed it on the documents in front of her. She seemed so focused that she didn't notice me and me at all. Shana, the one who greeted us was the young man sitting at the foot of the desk in a casual posture, with the eternal smile still on his face. "Since you said this, it means you have expected us to come?" Although I wanted to pretend not to care, cold sweat slid down my face involuntarily. What does this feel like? His heart was shaking, his breathing became disordered, his thinking became stiff, and the scene in front of him began to slowly blur. It was completely different from before. Just being face to face with the smiling boy, the illusion of being torn apart kept attacking my nerves. "Whispers, wind whisperswind whispers?!!!" Suddenly, Shana's crisp shout came into my ears, pulling me out of that state. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I had unknowingly put my hand on An Gang's sword hilt. My hand was shaking because of too much force, and the black lines on my right hand were also ready to move. "Fengyu, are you okay?" Shana put her hand on my arm and asked worriedly. "No, it's okay." The soft touch continuedThe sound on my arm made me calm down slightly, and I wanted to speak to tell Shana not to worry, but as soon as the words came out, even I couldn't believe that I was fine. Weak, depressed, trembling. This is the feeling you can hear from my words. "Ahem, I'm sorry." At this time, the young man said with some apology: "I really didn't expect you to be in this state now. Anyway, let's sit down and rest first." After saying that, the young man got up kindly. Pull out the chair closest to me. That feeling is gone? I slowly moved to the chair and sat down, looking at the boy who returned to his seat. The feeling before never appeared again, as if everything was just my imagination. ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª PS: I¡¯m sorry for all the book friends, Feng Yu just got seriously ill and stayed in bed for more than four days. I can get out of bed, so the update is late (in fact, everyone should be used to it by now_(:§Ù¡¹¡Ï)_They are all in the same area) PS: This last paragraph may be a bit confusing, but it is actually cause and effect, but This cause and effect only involves the identity of the young man.