Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"so tall?"

The man was not surprised by Usami Reiko's surprise. As someone who didn't pay much attention to the Internet, he had heard of that website and wondered how many people in the world had left their wishes on it.

"Company, have you contacted the company?"

Bai Ju shook his head: "There is nothing to find now. Ever since those words appeared in the sky, the website has disappeared."

"What about the sponsors? They must know something."

The man closed the computer and said, "It has nothing to do with us. Those multinational giants are too far away from us small ritualists. The problem now is-"

Bai Ju let out a deep breath.

“The question is how do we respond?”

What a mess.

"I have handed over the field team to the military, and the research team -"

“The results haven’t come out yet.”

Turning around, Kawahara Kensaku's fox eyes were hidden behind the lenses, and the idle leader of the research team was staring at the two of them with a smile.

Bai Ju frowned and said, "You should be very busy now."

"Well, the end of the world is here, so it's okay to take a break." The middle-aged researcher put down his notebook leisurely, walked to the table, picked up the cup beside him and took a sip: "Hmm...how many wishes do you have?"

This is also a problem that everyone is worried about.

Kawahara Kensaku took off his frameless square glasses, took out a glasses cloth from his jacket pocket and wiped them with his head down: "Everyone is going to die soon, so I can put my work aside..."

"Kawahara, if even you——"

He put on his glasses again, and a flash of thought flashed across his cunning eyes: "No, compared to this, I am more curious about another question..."

"another?"

"There are more words in the sky than just these. I am more concerned about the two sentences 'the old timeline is paused' and 'the new timeline is opened' - that is to say, we are now in another timeline."

“It’s amazing…”

"Another one?" Usami Reiko was puzzled.

Kawahara Kensaku picked up a pen and gestured: "Here, in the old timeline, our life was dull and ordinary - low salary, few women, and ah, we had to face Bai Ju's dead face..."

Bai Ju glared at him.

The golden fountain pen in his left hand dangled back and forth: "The unsatisfied serious ritualist, the passionate and handsome research team leader, and the lady with conflicting emotions..."

Usami Reiko glared at him.

"This one," the man held up the silver pen in his right hand and connected it to the center of the golden pen: "It's a new timeline. When the words appeared on the sky, I think anyone with enough intelligence should have noticed it..."

Time was suspended for a moment.

"You mean, we're in a new timeline...? Right now, at this moment?"

This is too magical?

Usami Reiko couldn't believe it.

They clearly didn't feel anything? Timeline, a term that only appears in fantasy movies, they just jumped from one to another so easily?

"Creatures like the Ritualist have appeared. You don't think that Bai Ju learned the 'flame' ability from a passing magician, do you?" Kawahara Kensaku glanced at her and said, "Why do we need to open a new timeline..."

this problem…

He could only think of one possibility.

But so what? As mortals, they are powerless to stop it.

"Kawahara." Usami Reiko raised her eyebrows.

Kawahara Kensaku sighed, "I see, I see. The new timeline, I guess, means one thing."

The man's sharp eyes swept over his head.

"'It' is not capable of causing trouble on the original timeline, so it might as well open a new one. Then," he stopped seriously, and the subsequent expression was a little unbearable to hear: "When I was young, my girlfriend was the most beautiful in the class..."

"One day, I went home with her." The handsome middle-aged man was dressed neatly - but he couldn't stop the greasy feeling in his words: "Her father was resting at home..."

He spread his hands and said, "Ya Bai, there's nothing we can do..."

“So, we found a not-so-formal Love & Love hotel…”

"Cough cough..."

Usami Reiko raised her fist and looked around at the members who were trying not to laugh: "Is it okay for you to get hurt here? The medical team is on standby, right?"

Kawahara Kensaku took two steps back without leaving a trace: "What I mean is that our original world is like a "home" with a "father". The other party wanted to achieve their goal, so they had to take us to a new "residence". As long as they accomplish their goal, it doesn't matter where we are..."

Ahem, this is really disgusting... Mr. Kawahara, what exactly are you trying to imitate vomiting?

Do something worthy of your status.

However, after he said this, Usami Reiko understood.

"Let's stop here for the timeline issue." Kawahara Kensaku interrupted impatiently: "The most important thing for us now is to find out the activation time of the next wish."

Bai Ju continued: "The army has taken over various places, and they will try their best to maintain it. As long as there is no such large-scale chaos——"

"That's impossible." Kawahara Kensaku raised his chin, looking through the airtight blockade above his head, and looking somewhere unknown. "In my opinion, 'the wine is poisonous' is just an appetizer."

"Be prepared for the death of more than two-thirds of humanity."

"We have made a lot of wishes during this period."

Yes.

Usami Reiko looked at the two pens interlaced on the table. The straight gold was divided into tree branches by the silver.

Wish... New timeline...

How to stop it.

How can I go back, back to the timeline of that golden pen?

Chapter 72 Who Killed Eriri?

Let’s not talk about the timeline for now.

After seeing the same words, Mori Tsukisa immediately set off towards the residence of Alia and the children. Yuno Agatsuma called on the way, saying that she had been delayed at the supermarket to buy daily necessities and had not yet returned.

"Meet directly at Grandma Alia's house?"

"Well, it's too late. I have to make sure grandma and the children are safe. Yuno, just come back, this matter cannot be resolved in one day." Mori Yuesa also noticed the problem of 'First', and coupled with the weird words that 'Gen' said, she felt more and more uneasy.

"Come straight back, Yuno."

The voice on the other end of the phone was unusually calm. She made a suggestion that moved Mori Tsukisa: "Eriri, do you want me to bring Eriri back? It's safest for her to stay with us, right?"

"Sayuri, I can't get through to Eriri on the phone." The traffic on the road had long been blocked, and countless people were crashed or killed under the wheels. The messy streets felt like a storm was coming. While running, Mori Yuesha checked the time and said, "If possible, bring the whole family here."

"I understand. Wait for me, Yuesa." Yuno Agatsuma hung up the phone.

Look at the door in front of you.

He raised the crimson fire axe in his hand and gently pressed the doorbell with his other hand.

…………

……

Ding dong.

When the doorbell rang, Sayuri was sitting on the stairs in a daze.

Her husband didn't drink!

No drinking.

only…

Just saying the word "wine" and I'll die?!

he…

He exploded into a mess.

After coaxing her daughter into the room, listening to the hysterical sobbing coming from inside the door, Sayuri squatted at the corner of the stairs, silently tearing her hair.

Tears are also silent.

What's wrong with this world?

Her husband died just like that, and her daughter and herself witnessed everything. Then, would she die too? And leave Eriri alone?

Someone, someone come and save us.

谁…

Ding dong.

Doorbell rang.

Sayuri turned her head away woodenly, not intending to get up. She looked at the empty living room and the outer door from afar. At this moment, all the visitors were unimportant.

Ding dong.

However, the person knocking on the door did not give up, and not only that, he pressed the bell faster and faster.

Ding dong.

Ding……

thump.

Ding--

Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong--

Then, there was a frantic knock on the door.

Knock knock knock knock knock bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang--

“…Who.” The soft voice fell like snowflakes, and the cold and trembling despair temporarily suppressed the anxiety outside the door.

It was a familiar voice.

"Sayuri-chan? Eriri? Mori Tsukisa asked me to pick you up. I'm Yuno, the one I met last time."

Sayuri struggled to hold on to the handrail on the stairs, pulled herself up, limped down the stairs, and leaned against the door to take a breath.

"Thank you..." She smiled sadly.

Even though her husband is dead, she still has to live with Eriri, right?

bang.

Unlock the door and open the security door.

"Thank you, Mori Yuesha, by—"

The sharp red axe blade was like a bloody crescent moon in the daytime, splitting her complete vision into two.

pat.

The sound of soft flesh falling to the ground.

boom.

Close the security door.

Agatsuma Yuno dragged the axe, kicked off the irregular head, hummed the ballad she heard from Mori Yuesa, and walked upstairs in small steps.

"La la la..."

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The sound of the axe hitting the wooden steps was very loud, and the crying in a room on the second floor gradually weakened.

Ying Lili hugged the pillow and raised her face. Her red eyes looked at the photo on the table without focusing. She turned her head and seemed to hear some strange sound...