As a traitor, I should raise the banner of rebellion

Ms. Morikami...?

Cellini was slightly stunned, and the spoon remained suspended in mid-air.

Why is Genki's way of addressing Morikami Nozomi so strange?

As far as she knew, wasn't the relationship between the two of them very close?

Yuanhui's call didn't last long.

Soon, he hung up the call and put the phone aside.

When she turned around, she found that Cellini was looking at her with a somewhat puzzling expression.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Hui asked with some confusion.

"Nothing." Cellini shook her head.

She stirred the bowl with the spoon in her hand for a while, and then asked hesitantly, "By the way, who is this Morikami Nozomi who called you?"

"You closed it a little too wide." Yuan Hui said helplessly, but he still answered Cellini's question -

"Don't worry, we're not particularly familiar with each other."

He replied.

"Her name is Morikami Nozomi, and she's my neighbor who lives across the street from my apartment."

"Because of this relationship, we have exchanged phone numbers and occasionally bumped into each other on the road."

“That’s pretty much it.”

"Oh~~" Cellini responded briefly. The spoon in the bowl was still stirring it, but she had no intention of putting the food into her mouth.

"If you're not familiar with her, why did she call you?"

"Ah, about this." Yuanhui answered without hesitation, "Because I haven't returned to Solong Apartment in the past few days, Ms. Morikami seems a little worried."

At Cellini's request, Yuanhui has been staying at the house of the Peter sisters these days.

"She called me just in case, to see if anything bad had happened to me."

"Although she is an ordinary person who has no idea about the situation in the other world and has no power, she is actually a very smart girl. She should have a vague sense of something, right?"

"What's more, after starting to implement the [World Center Project], the authorities in Sakurajima are apparently trying to announce [weird] things to the public."

"It shouldn't be long before the governments of all countries announce the existence of [Monsters] to the public, right?"

This was bound to happen; it was just a matter of time.

“Oh, I see.”

Cellini responded, not knowing what she was thinking.

"By the way, Cellini, let's continue with the topic we were just talking about." Yuan Hui seemed to regard the phone call just now as just a small episode.

When Yuanhui answered the phone, the waiter who delivered the phone stepped back very consciously.

Now, there are only Yuanhui and Celini in the room.

"You just said that the abilities of some apostles have nothing to do with the stories in the Bible, but are related to the way the first generation of apostles died."

"He also cited the example of [Saint Bartholomew]." Yuan Hui recalled what Cellini had just said and cast a somewhat curious look at her.

"The first Bartholomew was beheaded, skinned, and crucified upside down, so the stigmata ability was derived from this."

"What exactly is it?"

This matter concerns other apostles, so Yuanhui is actually quite interested in it.

But Cellini's behavior was a little strange.

She was silent for a moment, then shook her head somewhat boredly.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in talking anymore."

Without waiting for Yuanhui, who looked surprised, to say anything else, Celini stood up and left the room.

She didn't even take a bite of the food on the table.

…She seemed very excited just now.

Looking at Celini's back and the door she closed, Yuanhui picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of tender fish.

After putting it in his mouth, the boy slowly savored the delicious taste.

"Saint Bartholomew..."

The murmuring sound, as if talking to oneself, echoed softly in the room.

It's like the fine raindrops hitting the corrugated roof in spring.

……

……

Putting down the phone next to her ear, a somewhat lost expression appeared on Morikami Nozomi's delicate little face.

Yuanhui didn't know that she was his follower.

And just treated her as the neighbor next door.

Although she had such a premonition the moment the mark disappeared, only after the truth was confirmed did she realize how heartbroken she was.

The bond between her and Genki disappeared so easily.

Nozomi Morikami did not reveal much information on the phone.

On the one hand, this terrifying monster could actually modify the real world, so when she was making the call, the other party might be watching her.

If she asked Yuanhui for help, Yuanhui might also be dragged into the storm.

on the other hand.

Compared to her, what Yuanhui is busy with now is more important.

At such an important moment, Morikami Xi didn't want Yuanhui to be distracted because of herself...

"Xiao Xi, it's time to eat!"

Her mother's voice was heard from the restaurant. After answering, Nozomi Morikami began to tidy up the already somewhat messy room.

[The Other Me in the World] disappeared without a trace, and the help from [Good Neighbors] also disappeared without a trace.

The young man whom she relied on the most was just a casual acquaintance of her at this moment.

The monsters she faces have the power to change the entire world.

There is no doubt that when faced with such a desperate situation, ordinary people would have collapsed long ago, right?

Nozomi Morikami originally thought that he would also fall into despair.

However, when she inadvertently raised her head and looked at the bedside mirror, she found that her lips were slightly curled up.

I was actually smiling.

I'm already in such a desperate situation, how can I still laugh?

Morikami Nozomi gently touched the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and then the smile in the mirror deepened even more.

So that's it, am I excited?

There has never been a moment when Morikami Nozomi has felt his own feelings so clearly.

Because there was no way to keep up with Yuanhui, Morikami Xi was actually a little frustrated.

Although Yuanhui didn't mind her staying by his side, Morikami Nozomi was always worried about being useless.

And now, a monster (or spirit binder) that is so powerful that it is even unbelievable has set his sights on her for some unknown purpose.

This is indeed a crisis of unparalleled magnitude.

But for Morikami Nozomi——

This is also a great opportunity.

"This is a trial..."

Calm down your inner excitement and let your face return to calmness.

Nozomi Morikami grasped the door handle of her room...

……

……

The Morikami family had a very sumptuous lunch today.

Yoshiko Morikami used her superb cooking skills as a housewife to cook a table full of delicious dishes.

After taking a quick glance at the steaming food on the table, Nozomi Morikami fixed her eyes on Makoto Morikami, her father, who was sitting at the top.

If we really want to find the biggest suspect who caused the current situation, then it must be the resurrected Morikami Makoto.

Could he be the weird one? Or is he just a cover thrown out by that existence?

While eating, Nozomi Morikami had been quietly observing his father and comparing him with the man in his memory.

Be it his demeanor, personality, micro-expressions or habits, this father was exactly the same as the one she remembered.

During this period, she even used her childhood experiences to test this "father", but the other party did not show any flaws.

However, this does not mean anything.

The [Alternative Self] that she once possessed could completely replicate everything about the person being imitated, so this more powerful monster could naturally do the same.

If I continue to try, it will seem too unnatural.

After seeing a slightly strange look on his mother Morikami's face, Morikami Nozomi knew that he seemed to have touched the boundary.

She lowered her head, and while shoveling rice into her mouth, she was quietly thinking about a solution.

Such lukewarm attempts will not lead to any results.

But if you use more violent methods, it would be easier if the opponent is a soul binder.

If it was something weird, it might trigger his killing rules and put him in danger even though he was relatively safe.

What Nozomi Morikami didn't know was that while she lowered her head to think, her father was staring at her.

A glimmer of scrutiny flashed across those dark eyes.

……

……

After dinner, Morikami Nozomi returned to his bedroom.

She was looking through the notes she had taken, as if trying to find ideas that suited her current situation from those many strange stories.

But for a weak woman who can only tie a chicken, there are many methods that she cannot try.

Of course, the ultimate means is to find a way to put his "father" into a fatal crisis and see what changes will happen to him.

However, right now, Nozomi Morikami doesn't want to explode with her 'father' so soon.

At this moment, Nozomi Morikami heard a knock on the door.

"Xiao Xi, I have something to talk to you about."

"Are you free now?"

This is the voice of Makoto Morikami!

Nozomi Morikami's eyes darkened, and after closing the notebook in front of her, she turned her head and looked towards the door.

"Come in, the door is not closed."

Makoto Morikami pushed the door open and walked in. Although his appearance had not changed at all, the gentle aura he originally had was almost completely gone.

The whole person gives people a feeling of being serious to the point of being a little gloomy.

After entering Morikami Nozomi's bedroom, he closed the door casually.

Makoto Morikami is very tall, about 1 meters.

When he was standing and Morikami Nozomi was sitting, his stature became even taller.

After entering Morikami Nozomi's room, Morikami Makoto's eyes did not wander around, but looked straight at Morikami Nozomi.