Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1059: Evil eyes

I walked side by side with Hakkei and Sakuya on the way to school. This night is full of the hustle and bustle of the city as usual. However, what is different is that today, in this hustle and bustle, only special people can feel it. The unusual smell. In my feeling, I take school as the end point. The closer I get, the clearer the smell. It seems that there is something sticky and uncomfortable. Gently rubbing the skin makes the pores all over the body tighten. stand up. No matter how many times I have encountered the same experience in the past, this kind of "discomfort" will not become indifferent just because I adapt. I naturally want to stay calm on the surface, but the physiological reaction in the body has indeed intensified.

Heartbeat, blood flow, number of breaths, concentration...It's like an engine that starts to pressurize, squeezing fighting spirit into the spirit a little bit. Maintaining this moderate tension, I quietly listened to the conversation between Hakkei and Sakiya. No matter how much they want to participate in the mysterious event, they treat it as a personal danger. However, their exposure to the mysterious is too short, and both experience and vision are very short. The reason why they are asked to help is actually very Most of the reason is not how much they can really help, but in the process, they can gradually adapt to the changing environment.

When the pressure is surging, the required endurance will become greater. There are never a few people who cannot resist the pressure and collapse. However, the pressure of the same intensity rises in a more gentle rate. At times, it is easier for people to adapt. I feel that I act as a dam to alleviate the abnormal pressure on them. Let them adapt gradually and protect them from the sudden increase in pressure. Is a more appropriate approach.

"Sure enough, there is still a mysterious power to do more things." Sakiya said softly, "Agawa, is there really no program for summoning demons?"

"The disk is on your side, isn't it?" I replied: "But it doesn't matter if there is no power. I will protect you."

"I am also very happy to be cared by Agawa, but I really want to. When Agawa needs help, I can do more." Sakiya looked over with firm eyes, and I couldn't help but think of the end. She in the late fantasy world. The one who stubbornly put on the wizard's mask in the wizarding base of Mal Jones's house. That time, she finally chose that path and personally came to the front line of the battle. I really feel that she is in this world. There is no need to follow the same path, because I have grown more than I was then and can carry more things.

"Stop thinking about it." I pressed her mind hard, making her facial features suffocated, "The help I need. It's not to let you rush forward, that's a man's duty."

"I hate it! Agawa, I'm serious. There are two combat powers, which are better than one combat power. In the RPG game, when you fight the big devil. Heads-up, but you will definitely fail." Sakiya forcefully Pushed my hand away, and sorted out my tousled hair.

Looking at her so awkward, I couldn't help laughing: "That's just common sense, and it's common sense of the game. It doesn't apply at all in the actual situation. Don't worry, when you need you, the opportunity will come. By your side, Sakiya, you are a lucky person. If you really want it, you can hold onto it when the opportunity comes. But you don’t need to be so eager for such an opportunity."

"...I don't understand." Sakiya said.

"It's okay, it's okay." I said, because it was important, I repeated it twice.

"It's okay to be tall! I'm serious!" Sakiya's voice spread far away in the darkness.

"Okay, okay, Ah Chuan also has his own ideas, since he has considered it seriously, just trust him." Hakjing comforted.

Listening to their voices, I think this evening may not be as difficult as I imagined.

There is nothing to say about the evening self-study, and no one from the student union was found. Everything was going on in a slow and orderly manner as usual. Bajing seems to have accepted the result of not being able to participate in tonight's action, just doing what the top students should do. When I was in the gap, I was observing the classmates in the class. During the period, I inevitably met Mr. XX’s eyes. His eyes were not very friendly as usual, but it was also expected. He mentioned earlier. I had to go to the old toilet to find out the source of the strange talk. At that time, a few guys who were afraid of the world would happily agreed. These people have marked the key points in my notebook. Of course it is impossible for me to let them pass, and before they act, let them dismiss their minds, or they can’t do it for various reasons. In the latter case, it’s okay to use some violent means. But--

They are still students, but also peers, so it is better not to use fierce means.

I turned my pen and checked my preparations again, including equipment, mental, physical condition, and an action plan-although in the face of the actual situation, the plan often has to be revised or re-ordered on the spot. Moreover, even if the information used to formulate the initial plan was obtained from the Student Union, it was still lacking, and there was no time to prepare it. Generally speaking, the preparation for this operation is extremely inadequate. However, from another perspective, if you must plan adequately before you can act in order to ensure the success rate of the operation, then, when facing the "mystery", you will definitely Die. Because once the situation involves "mystery", its changes are often not entirely expected. Even the familiar enemy from the outside has gone through countless scenes, and the difference in the details often forms a life and death gap in an instant.

And, isn’t there an old saying too? "There are no two rivers that are exactly the same in the world." When the "mysterious" nature is adopted, the degree of such "differentiation" will also rise sharply.

During the break time, I stay in my place as usual and don't plan to go out to blow the air. Thinking of the changes that might happen tonight, I don't want to go out to breathe "fresh air" at all. Although I am a mystery expert, my psychological quality is also very good. However, it is impossible to maintain emotional stability under any circumstances. Self-regulation can make the mood fluctuate within an acceptable range. In my opinion, it is already a great thing.

When an abnormality occurs and it may affect people around you, and you have to take the responsibility to solve it, it is simply unrealistic to make your heartbeat be exactly the same as usual. On the other hand, it is because "I am nervous." It gives me a sense of authenticity. I understand that I really care about others, shoulder extraordinary responsibilities, have things I must do, and things that I can do. Then, I will have a life of my own. Very wonderful. Very valuable excitement. Mixing up excitement and tension can make you feel that you are living a real life.

Reality, to me, is a very beautiful thing.

"Gao Chuan, are you really not coming tonight?" Mr. XX's voice came from behind me. I know that he deliberately approached him and planned to ignore him, but after thinking about it, it would be better to persuade him, though. I also think that there is probably no chance of persuasion being successful. Being another classmate would give me a little bit of face for this honor student and student union cadre. Accept my advice or warning, after all, I am also a man with my own aura. However, it is a pity that people's thinking and personality are complex and diverse, and it is impossible to convince everyone.

Mr. XX is the most typical person in this class, and even in the whole grade, who has a confrontational psychology towards me. No matter what he does, even if it is something that has nothing to do with me, he will always pull me in for comparison intentionally or unintentionally. If he feels "lost", he will show a gloomy attitude of "resistance", and if he "wins", he will raise his head high and stare at me with a bird's eye view. From these obvious details, Mr. XX is actually very simple. I don’t hate this kind of innocent person, even if he arbitrarily identifies me as an "rival", it is better than a guy who hides everything in his heart, or even a guy who pretends to be indistinguishable from the opposite attitude. Easier to reach. In the latter case, the president of the student union is the most typical example. That man looks like he thinks about students. I can’t say that he really doesn’t think so, but he can’t think about his heart directly from the outside and simple contact. People, in any case, I can’t think of him as innocent, and think that his idea of ​​"being for the sake of students and proud of the student union" is true, but it is only a part of all true ideas.

What he promised should be done. I think he is that kind of person. Moreover, the information was disclosed to me, and I made a stern statement with me on the issue of position. But on the other hand, the things he didn't mention are all uncertain. Compared with the promises he made, there are too many uncommitted parts. On the surface, he was persuaded by his actions against me. However, if you think about it, you can find that he actually did not express his own specific actions. This also means that he will still act according to his own ideas, rather than cooperating with my direct task.

Is the student council president? I compare him to Mr. XX who is close to him at this time, and I think Mr. XX is a lot cute.

"Tonight? Are you going to stay in school after the evening study?" I smiled, ignoring his look at the enemy, "Mr. XX has no permission to live in school, right? Those who violate school rules, even if they have permission to live on campus, do not stay in the dormitory after evening self-study. It is also a violation of school rules. The rules of the Student Union are that students who violate school rules, especially those who violate the threshold time, will be subject to severe penalties."

"You know what I'm talking about!" Mr. XX said very excitedly: "You have been to the student union. You are the one who will go to that place only when necessary. You are preparing the old toilet Right? I have seen it through. During this period of time, you have no tasks at all. According to that point in time, the timing of your visit to the student union is a bit coincidental."

"Well, it's a coincidence." I nodded and said half-truth: "Actually, I went there because I received a task, because it is a very important task, so I must confirm it again. After all, I am As the highest cadre of the first grade, the student union appoints me to be a matter of course. Although I am the same as the first grade, what is the difference between me as the highest cadre and other people in the same grade? This point, I must be very concerned about the XX of the student union. Jun couldn't be clearer, right?" I said this, and then I smiled wickedly at him again. This feeling of acting as a contradiction can still pass the time. Alleviate psychological tension.

"You--!" Mr. XX's eyes were immediately full of anger, and he was a very simple person as expected. Why can't such a person join the student union? The answer to this question is now clear to me, because the student union of this school is indeed not something that energetic but simple students like him should join. That kind of weird student union will not accept a "naive" guy like XX, although in my opinion, after XX joins, it may bring a different new atmosphere to the students. It will also make the life of the student union more interesting. Although this guy is innocent, he is still in the forefront of the first-year officers at least in terms of learning and solving problems. Excluding the character, the ability is completely passed.

"Don't look at me with this kind of'what a pity' eyes!" Mr. XX exclaimed angrily: "What I hate the most is that you who take a mediocre attitude no matter what you do. But use this Looking at people with condescending gazes, it seems that only he can see through the truth." With that said, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab my collar and look like he was going to hit someone. Normally, he wouldn't be so irritable. This kind of demeanor can easily lead to gossip from others around him.

Although I don’t mind being the center of the rumors because of this, I don’t think it is necessary. So before he reached out and grabbed me, I pressed his hand. He made a profit in an instant. However, there was no struggle. Then he looked at me with a surprised look, as if this was an incredible thing. I should be most surprised that he will show this expression.

Mr XX, who has been watching me, feels that I am the kind of top-notch student who has no power to restrain me?

"Don't show this expression, although you have a good physique." I firmly squeezed the hand holding his wrist, slowly lifted it up, tucked it into the other hand, and assumed a "handshake" posture. , While whispering in his ear: "But, I am stronger. This is the gap between you and me, why I can enter the student union, but you can't? This is obvious, isn't it?"

"Damn..." His lips moved, and he didn't say anything, but the expression that seemed like a heavy blow engraved the word on his face. He was very unwilling at this time. I blocked this expression and prevented others from seeing it, because, in that case, Mr. XX's evaluation would definitely be lowered again. He is so innocent, even more innocent than ordinary students. The competitive mentality of junior high school students, the psychological control of junior high school students, and the judgment ability of junior high school students, although it can be above the level of high school students when solving problems, it is still not quite good in terms of overall quality. The standard academic-centered kind of top students.

If you want to enter the Student Union at this level, it would be impossible without a little help from outside. What's more, I personally blocked his way. However, I will not apologize, Mr. XX. I didn't interfere too much. I just set a threshold. If you can break through this threshold and enter the student union, then enter.

"Do you really plan to act tonight? Others are habitual offenders who violate the school rules. Of course it doesn't matter, but you are going to join the student union? Is it necessary to implement the plan that even I can see? Don't you think that after I went to the student union this afternoon, I can't do anything?" I said.

"What did you do?" He gritted his teeth and said to me: "Are you going to stop me again?"

"No, I just think it’s really not a good choice to prove yourself in violation of school rules. Mr. XX, you are so smart, there should be something better, and you can personally let other members of the student union recognize you. How? Although I voted against your attitude towards joining the Student Union, I will continue to vote against it. However, I am not the only one who has the votes in the first year. As long as you can get the support of others, even if I am The highest cadre in the first grade can't stop it, right?" I said calmly.

"It was the first time I participated in the election campaign with you. At that time, you were indeed better than me. But in the subsequent elections, if you didn’t threaten other officials and cadres with your authority, I would How can you keep losing the election?" Mr. XX showed a disgusting expression, "Don't look like a saint, but secretly doing things like stool and flies, that will only make me look down on you even more."

Oh—that's how he sees me. At this time, I couldn't help but think like this. Sure enough, human psychology is very complicated. Although in my opinion, I did not do anything, but in his eyes, it was seriously distorted. However, at this time, it doesn't matter to be a bad guy. The important thing is that they must dispel their actions tonight.

"So, Mr. XX, facing such a dirty me, do you think it is really appropriate to continue to act tonight?" I stared at him closely, and he couldn't help but look away, "I know your plan, so , I will stop you. Because this is the task I applied for personally. As long as you are close to the old toilet, my opinions in the student union will be taken seriously, and you will be treated as negative examples. You know Right? The rumors that the students would talk about toilets are actually very caring."

"Sure enough, it's you—" Mr. XX turned his gaze back, staring at me and said, "Unexpectedly, you are really such a person. I really misunderstood you. I thought, as long as I take the initiative, We can modify the relationship and become friends."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" I was really surprised. It turned out that Jun XX knew that I was a student union cadre, and he invited me to participate in a plan that violated school rules. Was it the idea of ​​releasing goodwill? This is really a bit incomprehensible to me, but it seems to be understandable. Anyway, since he said so, I don't think what he said is false. No matter what the starting point is, he should really want to improve his relationship with me. However, the time point is wrong, earlier or later, and then expressing such an attitude, I will accept it very happily. However, it is not possible now. I must take this opportunity to obliterate all the plans in his mind about the strange talk about the toilet. Lose.

"A friend has been suggesting that I have a good relationship with you, because even if I enter the student union, we will work together to do things. But...sure enough, I and you are completely wrong!" Mr. XX said in a tone. And my eyes became firm, making me feel that it seems that our chance to become friends has really disappeared.

"What stupid thing are you talking about." I said calmly, "Isn't this taken for granted? After the school entrance tonight, as long as you enter my sight, you will have a good life in school in the future. It's over. You know, I have this ability, and you who did that gave me the best chance. Do you treat me as an enemy? Then, don't expose your flaws in front of me, that kind of thing. It's not fun. XX, please work harder and let me laugh?"

Mr XX's arm is hard, and I also let go of the strength so that he can shake off my hand. After that, I heard a pop, it was the sound of the hand being opened.

"I will definitely do it. Joining the student union has nothing to say about how you oppose it. You are right. You are my enemy. I shouldn't have imagined that you would give me a hand." Mr. XX said with a very serious expression: "If you want to laugh, let's do it now, after that, I will make you laugh even harder! During the three years of high school~IndoMTL.com~No matter what, I will trample you down!"

"Oh--" I replied indifferently.

The goal has been achieved. Although Mr. XX has said seriously, if he looks very handsome like the protagonist of an anime, I also believe that he will keep working hard with such an attitude, because he really He is a very simple boy. However, at this time, my heart is indifferent, and it is also extremely real, because my purpose of saying this has also been achieved. This is what he deliberately showed in order to let him dispel tonight's action plan, not to become his enemy or friend.

So, it really doesn't matter if he wants to treat me like an enemy or a friend.

"It's really wicked, Achuan." After watching the eight scenes of this scene from the beginning to the end, he heard it after Mr. XX left.

"...In my opinion, it is a good result." I replied.

"Really?" Hachijing smiled. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)