This is not the date I wanted.

"What will you choose?"

[I have made up my mind.]

After a long silence, "Gokawa Shidao" finally made his choice.

Seeing this, Honjo Niya couldn't help but hold his breath.

【I want--】

However, the article has come to an end here.

It seemed that he thought the network was not good and the screen had not been refreshed, and Erya swiped the screen of his mobile phone in disbelief.

However, things did not go as planned. The webpage suddenly turned white, and then a line of English letters appeared.

——To be continue☆⌒(*＾-゜)v.

After being stunned for several seconds, Erya finally understood the current situation and his body began to tremble with anger.

"open--"

With an almost frantic voice, Nia threw the comic book hard to the ground.

“Are you kidding me? Aa ...

25 kill me…please

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"It's been an hour and there's still no response. Is Erya okay?"

"Calm down Shidou, Nia is probably still reading comics and novels right now."

Looking at Shidao who was a little restless, Mengyue sighed and said calmly

"I know how long it will take me to finish reading a novel I wrote. And I guarantee that if Erya finishes reading it, he will definitely come over and grab me by the collar and throw me around."

"Ha ha……"

Hearing Meng Yue's words, Shidao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Liang! Yi! Meng! Yue!"

Speak of the devil, he appears. Erya strode towards Mengyue, grabbed Mengyue's sleeve without saying a word, and questioned her with an angry look that obviously showed that he had been crying.

"You actually broke it right there!? You actually broke it right there!? Do you still have any conscience?"

"How is it? Has your appetite been fully whetted?"

Meng Yue raised the corner of her mouth proudly.

"Well, don't get so excited. I didn't do anything evil. Isn't it common to end the story at a crucial point to whet the reader's appetite? Don't tell me you haven't done this before when you were drawing comics."

"you--"

For a moment, Erya was speechless because of Mengyue's blockade. He gritted his teeth and glared at Mengyue for a long time. Finally, he seemed to think it through. He let go of her hand, looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.

"Really? Meeting a guy like you is my bad luck in my previous life."

Scratching her hair helplessly, Nia turned her head and looked at Shidou with complicated eyes.

"Young man... Shidou... can I ask you a question?"

"what?"

"...No, let's just forget it after all."

After hesitating for a moment, Erya smiled and shook his head.

After reading the ending, Erya almost immediately took out the proclamation volume to investigate the comic and novel, but the results she found were somewhat different from what she expected.

The stories of the "boys" told in that comic are all true without exception, but the existence of the "girl" in the novel is completely fictional.

Of course, since the proclamation volume was unable to provide any information about the prototype of the "girl" Liang Yi Meng Yue, even if there were any real elements mixed in the novel, Erya would have no way of knowing.

Even if you ask the current Gokawa Shidou, it is impossible to know the answer to the "Shidou" in the story.

Rather, she didn't want to see Shidou in front of her become the boy in the story from the bottom of her heart.

"Thank you. Even though I made so many unreasonable requests, you still insisted on coming here. I am completely impressed by your kind-hearted spirit."

"From what you said, it doesn't sound like you are praising us."

Shidou said with a frown on his face.

"No, that's not the case. I really appreciate it."

With a gentle smile on her face, Erya spoke frankly.

If Meng Yue hadn't stayed patiently at the wine stall until the end last night, I would probably still be bound by my heart knot.

If it wasn't for today, when Shidao gave me a strong push, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the courage to reconcile with my old friend.

If she hadn't met them, she would probably have always used the second dimension as a refuge to escape into.

If everyone hadn't been so honest and considerate...she would have probably collapsed last night.

"Hey... boy... Bili-chan... I, I'm actually... very scared..."

Although she still had a smile on her face, tears were already streaming down her face uncontrollably, and Erya said in a trembling voice.

"Since this morning...it's like there's a time bomb in my head...ticking...ticking...it keeps going on...I'm so scared...so scared...when the countdown ends...I will..."

"It's fine!"

Before Nia could finish her words, Shidou hugged her tightly in his arms and comforted her gently.

"juvenile……"

Feeling the man's broad chest, Erya opened her eyes slightly.

"It's okay not to think about that kind of future. Trust me, trust Mengyue. Trust all of us. We will definitely save you!"

Staring into Nia's eyes, Shidou said firmly.

“Just like the heroes in the anime!”

"…It's a bit too cunning to say something like this at this time."

Niya couldn't help but let out a bitter smile, buried her head in Shidao's arms, and acted like an ostrich.

"Hey... Bili-chan, the boy did this. Wouldn't you be angry?"

"If I say yes, will you come out of Shidou's arms?"

Meng Yue asked back helplessly.

"……don't want."

"Why are you asking?"

Meng Yue rolled her eyes in annoyance, snorted, and continued.

"Well... I don't have any plans to write a novel about the sequel to that story at the moment, but one day in the future, I might just finish it on a whim."

"Really? Then I really can't..."

The voice gradually became weaker and Erya felt that his strength was draining away.

Tick-tick-tick-

The countdown in my mind became clearer and clearer.

“…He just…died…like this…”

The sounds around him gradually faded away, and Honjo Niya's consciousness fell into bottomless darkness.

——————————————————————————I am the dividing line of memories————————————————

—Hello, Chairman Westcott! What brings you here today?

——Nothing. I just got a little tired of dealing with those old antiques, so I came here to kill some time.

In the cold memory, a gray-haired middle-aged man walked into the "laboratory" and greeted his subordinates with a kind smile.

The other party's target was obviously her. He walked straight to her without any hesitation, and looked at her with a playful look through the glass.

——Long time no see, Material A, how is it going?

monster.

She couldn't make a sound, as if her body had already lost control. Her consciousness was as slow and sluggish as a snail. After a long time, only these two words came to her mind.

——How is the experiment going?

——Yes, yes! Ten days ago, the shooting training room placed in the automatic magic cannon was bombarded continuously for ten hours; five days ago, the temperature environment was switched back and forth between -200 and 200 degrees every hour; the day before yesterday, amputation, laparotomy, and craniotomy were performed without anesthesia; yesterday, ultra-high voltage was used to stimulate neurons; today's plan is to inject a strong corrosive solution into the blood vessels...

——Hahahaha! Awesome, you are worthy of being my subordinate. You look so cowardly but you act crazier than a devil.

He watched the interaction between the other party and his men numbly, without the slightest ripple in his heart.

It has been like this for five years.

Day after day, over and over again, since the day she was captured, the other party treated her like a guinea pig, conducting all kinds of cruel experiments on her.

No, to be precise, she is not even as good as a guinea pig.

The other party did not want to gain anything from her research. His purpose from the beginning was simply to abuse her and make her completely collapse.

At first, she would get angry, feel pain, cry, and whine when facing these tortures. But as time went by, pain gradually became a common occurrence in her life, and all kinds of emotions became numb.

Forgetting is a good experience that allows her to accept everything in this twisted hell with indifference.

The only bad thing is that I forget too many things. Sometimes I forget who I am and what my name is.

——You are really amazing. You have endured so much pain, but you can still maintain a trace of self. If you were an ordinary person, you would have bitten your tongue and committed suicide long ago. If it weren't for your position, I really want to praise your perseverance, Ms. Honjo Niya.

When she heard the gray-haired man's speech, she suddenly remembered.

Yes, my name is Honjo Niya.

Erya had died once, or to be more precise, he had been on the verge of death.

That was the most satisfying moment that Honjo Nia had experienced in the past five years.

Without the restraint of the flesh, the information brought by the five senses gradually became blurred. Cold, pain, sadness, all the noises that once tortured Honjo Nia were isolated from this silent world.

If I could sleep forever in this world, that would be a wonderful thing.

This is the only wish that has arisen in Honjo Niya's heart in the past five years.

however--

- Do you really want to save her? Ike, with all due respect, I think this move is totally meaningless.

——There's nothing we can do about it. This half-baked inversion crystal looks like a stunted vegetable, and eating it will upset your stomach. Oh, that's right.

--What's this?

——A micro-manifestation device specially designed to be implanted in the brain to seal her memory. After all, if she doesn't do this, she won't even be able to maintain her self.

——Can you tell me the intention behind this?

——It’s a very simple truth. Compared with simply dropping the glass beads, throwing them from a higher place will make them shatter more thoroughly.

(No! No!)

For the first time in a long time, an emotion called fear surged in Honjo Niya's heart.

Unable to make a choice on his own, like a puppet, Honjo Nia was forced to be pulled from this peaceful and quiet darkness back into the scorching and scorching sunlight.

————————————I am the dividing line back to reality——————————————————————

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…”

Nia, who was originally peacefully buried in Shidou's arms, suddenly twisted her expression in pain and screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Niya!?"

"Shidou, get away from Nia!"

Without hesitation, Mengyue unfolded her partial spiritual outfit and pulled Shidao and Niya away.

The dark spiritual energy overflowed from Nia's body and flowed around like mud. At the same time, a shrill alarm sounded in the ears of Shidao and Mengyue at the same time.

[Spiritual power, type E! Niya has reversed! ]