Reincarnation Band Magician

"No, if that happens, Shulahat, seeing the future, will probably resort to other tactics."

It’s not that the intensity has entered his mind, but this matter... he has to think about other things to divert his attention.

When I think about it carefully, I feel like my heart is beating like a fire.

I feel a little dizzy because of anemia.

Take a deep breath, calm down...

He subconsciously ignored the fact that he was in the process of being transported and actually had no physical senses, so the dizziness and heartbeat were not caused by anemia.

The innocent Nagasaki is just a junior high school student, and she doesn't even have a single friend.

A girlfriend... something that only the top socialites could have. He had never considered it, nor would he consider it, because before coming to the other world, he only thought that women other than his mother were troublesome and not as interesting as Beth.

Now, after spending so much time together, he had to say that he had no feelings for Xiangzi, even though he himself didn't believe it.

He had previously boasted to Mahat about having such a good friend.

Out of a tacit understanding, they both decided to discuss this matter in this world. During that time, he was prepared to have a good talk with Xiangzi, but she adjusted herself.

Now it seems that it is not an adjustment, it is not myself, it is not good.

【what to do? 】

He had also been subjected to Graosam's magic, and even if he tried to disguise himself, he couldn't do it anymore.

Moreover, Xiangzi at that time... Xiangzi now would definitely not be able to accept it, right?

Four years have passed since then. After four years of growth, Miss Toyokawa has become humble, confident, brave, and determined, and is far more mature than she was four years ago.

On my side, I can still pretend that I only remember the last part, but she must be having a huge headache now.

As soon as he recalled it, Qing felt that something was wrong with his whole body. He wanted to touch his lips, collarbone, back of the neck, shoulders, elbows, arms, back of the hands...

Why is Miss Xiangzi so bad?

Without a form to distract, the time of transport seemed so long.

Perhaps, he had accidentally activated the elf's passive ability again, wanting to immerse himself in that afternoon for a while.

……

It was raining in Tokyo, and it was getting dark as evening approached.

The two ladies, like the reincarnated Itachi and Nagato, supported each other and walked out from an inconspicuous place.

There are umbrellas thrown everywhere in this country, so I just picked up two at random.

Although, at this time they all felt that getting wet in the rain was also a kind of enjoyment.

Long time no see, body.

Compared to before when I was in a blank space, unable to feel my body and could only stare blankly and chat, it feels much better now.

"Shigaraki... uh-huh, Yukari, are you feeling better?"

"Sorry, I still need Mizuho's help."

"It's okay, it's okay. My senses are still normal, even though I went down early."

"Ahahaha, I can't do it anymore. It's not good to be short-term. After all, it happened 'yesterday'. Now I still feel something wrong with my arms and thighs."

Being in the driver's seat, the pain is gone in an instant, which is a good thing.

Hearing that her son was taken away by ambulance and died due to excessive blood loss, the lady felt suffocated again.

Fortunately, it's over.

He died quickly, but it was difficult to put the body back together again. The goddess who was responsible for recovering the body was busy for a long time.

The two mothers returned to the world.

The one with black hair seemed more capable and energetic, but seemed a little weak in his movements.

They walked past the lighted shop window, and the slightly dimmed glass reflected the other person's gray-blue hair.

This elegant woman, even though she has difficulty moving, looking at her calm and gentle expression and gentle amber eyes, you can tell that she must be a well-educated person.

"Ah, I have a membership here, please sit down."

Ms. Mizuho looked at the luxury store and was about to go in when she was stopped by Yukari Nagasaki.

"Are you sure it works?"

"Ahaha, I forgot. Sorry, I was a little excited to be back here."

The two ladies sat under the light, staring at the city in a daze.

What does death feel like?

For them, it was like a long sleep, and when they woke up, they appeared in a white place.

The goddess with a good figure said to them: Because of your children's efforts, many people in the other world have been saved, and this achievement has earned them the qualification for resurrection.

Then the intense work of repairing the corpses began. Before that, they could only move in the form of consciousness.

Later on, they gradually took on physical form. While the bodies were being repaired, they were so idle that they could play chess on each other's foreheads.

Finally, I returned to the world today.

And Ms. Yukari Nagasaki came from another world.

She didn't care, as long as her son was still there, as for the others... at best she felt a little regretful. She had no complaints about the goddess's arrangement and was extremely grateful.

The other person had been dead for some time, but because of his special identity during his lifetime, it was difficult to deal with. A lady named Mizuho, ​​with the surname Toyokawa, said that she could solve it herself and came back directly.

"clear……"

"Xiangzi..."

Both mothers were worried about their children at the same time.

On a gloomy rainy day, everyone misses home, and they are thinking about their family members.

"Don't worry," Yukari cheered up. "The goddess said they've done a great job and become very powerful. We can't help them, so it's best to take care of ourselves first and not let them worry. The goddess has given us a gift, so we can't be careless at all."

In order to avoid bad luck after landing, the goddess blessed him with the ability to withstand damage for a few days, not to be thirsty or hungry, not to be sick, and to release lightning strikes when necessary.

Excellent after-sales service. Cheers to the goddess Eris.

"Yes……"

As "friends of life and death" in various senses, they all have an outstanding ability to judge people, and they feel that they can become close friends with each other, and their relationship quickly becomes closer.

"What should I do now? This is my only identity, there's nothing I can do... Hmm? Where's the money?"

Nagasaki Yukari took out a stack of documents from her pocket and stuffed the money back.

There are her documents, and...

Caressing the gentle face in the photo, which was a little delicate but not lacking in determination.

Her baby, Nagasaki Kiyoshi.

Yukari doesn't shy away from needing Mizuho's help.

Toyokawa Mizuho rubbed her forehead and said, "Let me think..."

When she was alive, she managed a considerable part of the affairs of the Toyokawa Group, but now she has nothing and has been declared dead... She chose to trust her husband.

"Qing Gao will definitely not question my identity. I'll ask him for help first, and then I'll meet my father. As long as we meet, there will be no problem."

Mizuho Toyokawa exudes confidence.

"Leave Yukari's family affairs to me when the time comes. I know Xiaoxiang's abilities. She's a strong and good child, but without encouragement and support, she'll become very stubborn and stubborn in an unfamiliar place. Is that child's name 'Qing'? I really want to meet him right now."

"Well, don't go too far. I'm still at an age where I can work hard. Having some free time... seems like a good idea. I haven't had a good conversation with that kid in a long time. He's almost in high school now."

"Same here."

When talking about their children, both mothers felt calm and peaceful.

As he spoke, he borrowed the cell phone of a purple-haired passerby carrying a convenience store bag.

[Clear, answer the phone.]

Ruisui was moved and expectant.

She returned from the afterlife and wanted to hear her husband's voice.

After waiting for a moment, the call was connected.

It was a voice that smelled like alcohol through the receiver, and it barked at me: "Shut up! I don't know you! You've got the wrong number!"

Bye.

The wind brought a splash of rain, as fast as the words just now, soaking my bangs.

She silently returned to dialing and inputting the number. When she reached the last digit, she paused, gave up, and deleted everything, including the previous record.

Although she would get help immediately, she would feel tired when she thought about the repeated questioning and inquiries that would follow, and would be sad because of being questioned.

After all, they are family.

Now she wants to relax and keep this happiness going.

Ms. Fengchuan silently returned the phone to the purple-haired lady and thanked her politely.

"Thank you, Miss. If that number is called back, just don't answer it."

"It's okay, Meow. Um...bye."

Perhaps wanting to help them, or perhaps feeling that her kindness would be rejected or deceived, the trendy girl with the strange habit of speaking left hesitantly.

"Did you hit the wrong person? Don't stand there. Even if you don't get sick, you'll be cold. Sit down first. I still have... 37200 yen. Let's see how to use it."

She knew it wasn't what she said.

Yukari helped Mizuho sit down, took out a banknote stained with unknown oil and blood from her pocket, and mixed it with a McDonald's receipt.

Mizuho pursed her lips and smiled, "Maybe, the phone is lost."

She also knew that wasn't the case.

Take a deep breath, and the joy of resurrection will wash away these little clouds.

They were about to discuss the use of the 37,200 yen, mainly Yukari who was thinking that Mizuho had never had less than 100,000 yen in her bag since she was a child, and she didn't know the specific prices. In the absence of experience, it would be a wise choice to let a professional do it.

While they were discussing this, a lady who was passing by, working overtime, from a single-parent family, with long black hair and a professional style, walked over while talking on the phone.

"Mom will be back soon, don't worry, I brought an umbrella. Yeah, you don't have to work overtime today, you can have dinner."

When she walked past the window, she saw her appearance and felt a little rude after being wet by the rain. Her workplace habits made her subconsciously comb her hair with her hands.

But my fingers were dry.

The hair is well-groomed.

This is not reflective glass, nor is it a mirror.

Her hair and clothes were not wet.

"Snapped--"

The phone fell down.

In Japan, there is a legend about "doppelgangers". To put it simply, it is believed that there is another person in the world who is just like you. When you meet them, one of you will die unfortunately.

In Japanese society, where ghost story culture is quite popular, there are many such serious rumors, which are usually linked to mysticism, the supernatural, and horror.

Once upon a time, Ms. Yukari Nagasaki didn't believe it.

……

It's raining in Tokyo.

Through some landmarks, Qing recognized that this was Shimokitazawa.

The neon lights in the city have a magical power, especially in the rain, as if the world is surrounded by rainbow colors, which made Qing stare for a long time.

"It's been a long time since I last saw the city..."

The modern atmosphere gave him a lot of feelings.

There is also a sense of emptiness and melancholy.

I can't feel it anymore. There is no goddess to protect me here, and it's not good for my wound to be exposed to the rain.