Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"Of course I know. The ability to copy two souls in one body is pretty impressive. So what's the connection?"

"It's very simple. I think it's because of my life experience that this thing exists. It's caused by my childhood experiences. There are two souls in my body, and replication is essentially turning one ability into two abilities. And you are a person with a strong desire for control and possession. Maybe you have other stories of your own, which I don't care about. But your ability is the ability to control. So you can connect it?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki was not a fool. She already understood what the other person meant when she was halfway through the sentence.

She looked at Asagiri Ran with complicated eyes.

"You seem to have something. You can see the connection between just two samples?"

Asagiri Ran said calmly.

"It would be unreasonable if there was no trace of something beyond science. So even if there are only two, we need to find the connection."

"You mean Sayuri Yukino's ability is also related to her experience. Mind-reading... is it because she particularly wants to spy on other people's thoughts? Is it a special hobby?"

Asagiri Ran couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I prefer to believe that she has this ability because she wants to know what others think of her. Can you please stop treating everyone as yourself?"

"That can't be helped. Things like this are subjective."

"Tsk... there's no cure."

Having said that, Asagiri Ran felt that there was nothing more to say. She had said everything she could say, so she prepared to leave the other person quickly and create a quieter and more comfortable environment for herself.

But at this time, Sakuraba Mitsuki suddenly spoke, and said something that forced him to turn back.

"Did you know that Oreki Gen has abilities?"

"what?!"

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at the other party's confessional expression and was not surprised at all.

"As expected, you care about this matter a lot. You care more about it than anything else, right?"

Asagiri Ran felt like she was being tricked.

"boring!"

"But I didn't lie to you. He does have the ability."

"Just tell me if you have one!"

Asagiri Ran couldn't help but get angry.

But Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at her strangely.

"Why should I tell you? Can't you ask him yourself? Or... can't you ask him?"

"...Neuropathy!!"

"Hahahahahaha, we all have a disease, it's just a matter of severity of the symptoms. I'll take that as a compliment, bye~"

Sakuraba Mitsuki left in a good mood.

Only Asagiri Ran was left standing there thinking.

Does Oreki Gen also have abilities? What abilities are they? Why can't I sense them?

I feel more and more strange...could it be related to his ability?

"Ah."

The boy who happened to be sitting in the classroom sneezed in a very old-fashioned but loud way.

Chapter 41: Sakura's Ninja Way! (Please vote~)

"You scared me... Are you cold?"

Shota Matsuyama, who was sniffing, looked over curiously.

Oreki Gen shook his head.

"Probably not. You should worry about yourself. You were fine yesterday, but you caught a cold today."

Matsuyama Shouta sighed.

"It can't be helped... I was sweating all over from playing games in this horrible weather. It was a bit cold without the air conditioner, so I just took off my clothes and turned on the air conditioner, and it was much more comfortable. I didn't expect that something was wrong when I woke up today."

Oreki Gen looked at the other person in surprise.

"Take off your clothes and play games while turning on the air conditioner? You are such a talented person, you are worthy of it, Brother Xiang."

Matsuyama Shouta shook his head helplessly: "Stop talking, you don't understand the extent to which elite players like us can sacrifice in order to fight. You don't even know that you only have beautiful girls in your heart."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Really?"

"I like beautiful ladies, too."

"..." Shota Matsuyama was speechless for a few seconds, then he lay weakly on the table.

"Ah. You've been missing for the past two days. It looks like you've been busy with a girl, right?"

Oreki Gen smiled and said, "That's not the case. It's just some normal communication activities."

"It's normal for others to say it, but it feels weird to me when you say it."

"That's your thinking problem... By the way, what about that friend you told me about last time?"

It would have been fine if this matter had not been mentioned. As soon as Oreki Gen mentioned it, he immediately saw Matsuyama Shouta clench his fists instantly. Even though he had a cold, he seemed to be filled with strength at this moment.

"She...she..."

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't act like a woman."

"Nothing... She just found a boyfriend. I wished her happiness, and that was it."

Oreki Gen looked at the other person curiously.

"Hey, you're not your friend anymore? Are you ready to show your hand?"

Shota Matsuyama let out a long sigh, looking very tragic.

"You already knew it anyway, so why bother pretending now? You're right, I'm too young, and you understand women better."

"Don't say that, Brother Xiang. We are in the same year."

"Is this the point?"

"Hahahaha...Isn't this just to make you relax a little? Look, this can be considered as cutting losses in advance. At least I didn't pay more, right?"

Oreki Gen comforted the other person.

But Shota Matsuyama looked at the boy helplessly.

"Stop the loss early? Didn't you give too much? But aren't all the time you spent with me, chatting with me, the effort you put in, and the sincerity you put in part of the loss?"

This made Oreki Gen a little speechless.

indeed.

For too many young people of this age, you may meet someone who doesn't like you, but you are very afraid of meeting someone who plays tricks on you.

The cost of investment is not just in terms of money, but also in the time you spend with the other person, the effort you put into understanding the other person, and the habits and dependence that develop over so much time... These are things that are even more precious at this age.

"...You are right. I now have great sympathy and respect for you. In this respect, you are more noble than me."

Shota Matsuyama still looked listless.

"Don't talk about this. I'm more worried about other things than this."

"What are you worried about? She's already found a boyfriend, why do you need to worry?"

"Oh... you don't understand. I heard that the boyfriend she found is in his twenties, a young man outside the school... I don't think it's a good thing."

Matsuyama Shota said this with a frown on his face, looking as serious as a famous detective.

Oreki Gen couldn't help but ask in a somewhat strange tone: "Are you sure you still want to worry about this kind of thing? Don't tell me that your plan now is that her boyfriend is a bad guy, and then you expose his tricks to play with people's hearts, and in the end the girl will fall in love with you?"

Matsuyama Shouta blinked and looked at Oreki Gen: "Why do you feel that way?"

Oreki Gen replied as a matter of course: "Because that's how it's played out in many novels and movies."

"But I'm just worried that she's been cheated."

"...All right."

Oreki Gen was not speechless, he just suddenly felt that he could not answer.

That’s right... Shota Matsuyama is not the same person as me. I have too many schemes and calculations in this world and I can’t say I’m simple at all.

And he really has the clearest attitude towards feelings.

Longing, holding on to good hopes, even if the situation is not good, still have a chance. Even if it breaks down, I will still worry and miss the person I like.

This is the purest form of love.

It’s just that this society has added too many other things to make this emotion cheap and worthless, and even denounced as a bootlicker.

In fact, it’s not such a big mistake, it’s not so cheap... Like is never cheap.

Shota Matsuyama finally sighed and laid back on the table.

"I hope I'm just worrying too much."

Oreki Gen looked at the other person, even though he had chosen to live in a way that seemed to be envied by many people.

But it seems that inadvertently, another beautiful possibility has been lost.

But what does it matter? I can't turn back, and I can't regret it.

As for those...I hope this young man can make me see such possibilities.

Everyone should be happy.

(This is also my wish for all readers~)

School in the afternoon.

There were more noisy discussions in the corridor.

"So handsome... Eh? Wait, this isn't..."

"Huh? Why is he here? Wow! He's so handsome!"

"Where are the handsome guys? Where are the handsome guys?!"

Because someone appeared in a place that he rarely came to, it caused unnecessary chaos.

In winter, even if the sun sets quickly, it has not yet completely disappeared.

So when the young man with a slender and well-proportioned figure and unparalleled handsome appearance appeared with a smile in the corridor filled with golden sunlight, it seemed that everything else should give way to him at this moment.

Naturally, all eyes were focused on him.

That’s right, Oreki String is very famous.

It was already famous.

Because beautiful looks are enough to be famous.

Of course, he became famous later because of his other identity, Sakuraba Mizuki’s boyfriend.

With the deepening of the double halo, it was hard for the eight-weird fans in this school not to notice his existence.

It’s just that Oreki Gen rarely comes to the door of Sakuraba Mitsuki’s class, almost never.

After all, there was no time to hide, so why rush to deliver it? In the eyes of others, it might just be that Oreki Xian was too shy.

But I didn't expect that this would happen after school today.

Only those who have seen it with their own eyes can feel that undeniable jealousy, even if the jealous girl is called Sakuraba Mizuki.

The first girl who bumped into him was a little dazed, staring at the boy absentmindedly, as if she was overwhelmed by his beauty and couldn't react for a while.

Oreki Genji said with a smile.

"Could you please ask Sakuraba-san to come out?"

"Ah? Sakura, Sakuraba-san? Oh, I, I understand."

He walked in with a red face and stammering.

Of course, it didn't take long before Sakuraba Mitsuki came out with her schoolbag in hand.

She glanced at Oreki Gen and raised her hand.