Brave World, I report to the police station in red at the beginning

Jun Qianjing was about to speak.

"You can't tell me! It won't work if you tell me!"

Nogi Wakaba stood up from her chair and made a solemn vow.

"Yes, there is indeed such a saying~"

"! No wonder none of my previous wishes came true!"

Kamisato Hinata was shocked. Wait wait, was she making some weird wish?

For example, with Nogi Wakaba OO?

Judging from her usual behavior, it is very likely.

"Forget it, forget it, don't worry about it, eat the cake first, and then you will have to give gifts after you finish eating."

The cake is sweet, the cream is sweet, the chocolate is sweet, and the fruits on it are sweet too.

Kamisato Hinata's gift was a hairpin with a butterfly print and was very delicately made.

"I caught this when I was scooping up goldfish at the temple fair last year."

Since it is a gift that expresses one's thoughts, it doesn't necessarily have to cost money... although the money that needs to be spent is Li Mengyu's.

Nogi Wakaba's was a small boat made of wood.

That was a handicraft she secretly made when she was in school at Jun Qianjing. Should we say that it is worthy of the hands of a swordsman? The carving of the details did not shake once, and the degree of completion was quite high.

As for Li Mengyu——

"How can a video game console be a gift for a girl?"

What he held in his hand was a very new handheld game console, a game console that would not be released until five years later, and an object from his original world.

"This is, the very first...apology."

Actually... our initial encounter could also be said to be the guidance of the game console.

Although only fragments of the game console remained.

Jun Qianjing took it solemnly. It was clearly something that happened not long ago, but... it felt like a long time had passed.

"Then, can I stay here forever?"

It's like I just went back to that day.

"Of course...you can stay as long as you want."

Chapter 50 Someone's Death

The birthday party ended successfully, but happy times are always so short.

Now Li Mengyu is responsible for restoring the messy venue to its original state.

The three children seemed to have played a little crazy and are now in a deep sleep.

After all, he is an adult, so he must do a good job in the aftermath.

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There was a ripple in the space around his body, which was an abnormal phenomenon.

The space that originally sealed the drive suddenly opened, and a card flew out and fell into his hand.

It's not the seven emperors who are still tied to the wall and the bone girl in the pocket, but the armored knight who was originally in the card box. He looks like a guy wearing armor.

"HIBIKI? Hibiki?"

He didn't know what he was reacting to, but... forget it today. He didn't want to move, and there was still a lot of cleaning to do.

I don’t know when it will end.

Throwing the card back into the space, Li Mengyu continued cleaning.

"Ahhh! Why is this ribbon so sticky? It must have been coated with glue!"

……

In another corner of town, in a cheap rental house…the smell of alcohol was much less.

The man was not just raging helplessly or slumped on the sofa due to alcohol like before, but... although he was clumsy, he was actually cleaning up the garbage piled up in the room.

During this period of time, he was not sure whether he understood other things, but... he already knew that he would starve to death if he only drank.

Because of extreme hunger and the instinct for survival, he walked out of the door that he had not dared to walk out of before.

I went to the convenience store according to the vague impression in my memory and survived by eating a few rice balls.

He originally thought that those guys would be sarcastic and mocking towards him, after all, they were like this a few years ago, but... he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, they seemed to have forgotten him.

Or maybe it was because I had been unkempt for a long time, and I reeked of alcohol. Those guys thought I was a homeless person from somewhere.

Years of habit made him unable to bear that kind of gaze, the sarcastic and vicious words, and the hand raised high that he would subconsciously swing at anyone who looked at him in that way.

However, those people are not Jun Qianjing and will not take him seriously.

Because of that attitude, he was severely beaten.

Since he was the one who started it, almost no one came to help him. If those people hadn't been afraid of losing their lives and restrained themselves a little, he would probably have had difficulty returning home that day.

The wine at home had been finished long ago, and he just ate a few rice balls to regain some strength.

This is a rare moment of clarity in the past few years.

What she felt was pain all over her body...For some reason, she thought of her daughter.

It seemed that I had abused him in the same way before.

"Does it hurt so much?"

There was an echo in my heart.

I don't know why that little figure always appears in front of my eyes at this time.

Obviously... he hated that child. It was obviously that woman's child. Its face was obviously very similar to that woman's. Obviously...

It's obviously his own child.

It was after he had completely broken up with that woman that he did a paternity test, and it was indeed his child.

Why? Why did I always want to get rid of that child?

The view falls on the kitchen. If she were still there, she should be sitting on a small stool, wearing an apron, cooking her favorite stew.

He still remembered the child when he was just born, so tiny, holding his fingers with his little hands and giggling.

He seemed to remember why he always stayed at home.

After that happened, all the friends who used to invite him to play together "disappeared" collectively, and even when they occasionally met, they would laugh at him.

Just like those neighbors who are just sarcastic.

He was afraid of those people's expressions and voices, so he hid at home.

Only when he consumed alcohol did he feel the same... "enjoyment" he had in the past.

But it was just an illusion after all. After he sobered up, the huge gap touched this guy's already fragile nerves. But that child, that child's face, was so much like her mother.

But, that child...didn't do anything wrong from the beginning, right?

Now, that child is really gone... Have I gotten the leisurely, self-indulgent days I wanted like I did in the past?

Nothing... He couldn't do anything, not even cook or wash clothes... Those things, those things he thought were simple and that anyone could do, were all left to that child in the past.

At this moment, he remembered the blanket that covered him almost every time he woke up from being drunk in the middle of the night.

At the same time, there is a vague memory of the child crying "Dad".

He looked at his hands tremblingly. It was with these hands that he...

"It was my fault."

This man should have known this a long time ago, but only now did he realize it.

Yes, he also admitted that he was thinking about the child very... very much.

It was his fault, he admitted, and he had done so many things wrong... The child must have left because he finally realized that he was hopeless.

"It was me who drove that child away..."

He grabbed his hair helplessly.

"I can't find... that child..."

After whimpering for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly raised his head, with a bit more spirit in his eyes.

"I will change... I will get better, and the child will come back... I will definitely..."

There was still that childish gleam in his eyes, but at least this time, there was no malice in it.

Although it was difficult, he did stop drinking...at least for a while.

He learned various things from scratch, little by little. As for cooking, at least he knew how to steam rice.

If he wants to do laundry, at least he can use the washing machine.

He also sorted the garbage piled up in the room carefully, and even exchanged the piled up wine bottles for several thousand yen.

He is really getting better, and his untidy beard and messy hair have been trimmed.

The money that would have been spent on drinking during this period was saved by him... Until today, although the journey was bumpy, he still asked for directions to the electronics city and bought the same game console that he had destroyed.

He stared at the clock on the wall.

Watching the clock hands slowly rotate.

Today is the girl’s birthday. The room has been cleaned. On the table is the steamed rice he had made and a piece of black pork chop that he had failed to make… He had failed more than a dozen times, and this was the best piece he had ever made.

Because he bought a video game console, he couldn't afford to buy a cake.

The game console was held in his arms.

"I'll be back, right... Chikage..."

The man murmured, watching the clock hands slowly turn with hope.

Until the rice loses its heat and the pork chop becomes stiff.

"dad."

The sound he expected came from the door. He almost crawled to the door and opened it without hesitation.

With a "puff" sound.

The diffuse blood mist suddenly filled his eye sockets, and except for the initial severe pain, his body could no longer feel any touch.

What pierced his chest as he opened the door was a slender spider leg as sharp as a blade.

"Qian...right..."

His entire mouth was filled with clotted blood, and he could no longer speak. His fingers were slightly curled, pointing in the direction... of the game console that had fallen to the ground.

"Crack, click, click"

The sound of bones breaking and chewing mixed together, and the door closed with a creaking sound.

Chapter 51: The Crisis Is Approaching

"This is a thank you gift from yesterday."

Gun Chikage put a bag of chocolates that didn't look cheap on Kenta's desk.

Of course, this guy isn't the only one who has this.

"Since someone gave you a gift, even though it's your birthday... you still have to give a gift in return. It doesn't matter if you didn't leave a name. I have a way to let you know who gave it to you."

A male mother went to the convenience store early in the morning and filled her backpack with chocolate. In fact, after Jun Qianjing gave the chocolate to the last classmate, there was still a lot of chocolate left in her backpack.