Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 41: Expansion

I like Achuan. Sakiya said so.

　　 This is the first time I have been confessed by a girl in my life.

　　 This is a confession, right?

　　 I always pride myself on being quick-thinking and calm, but when things happen, not only can I not judge her thoughts, but I also haven't been able to respond immediately. When I came back to my senses, the person concerned had already got out of the elevator and ran forward curiously, "Which one? Which one?" I asked, without any clues on his face, as if the previous words were just a dream.

　　 "What's wrong? Achuan. Like a goose with a dull head."

　　 I opened my mouth and wanted to say something. But what should I say? In other words, what can you say? The answer is very simple, obviously very simple. The teaching in the book tells me that I should take this topic seriously, but even saying "I promise you, I like you." is very embarrassing.

　　 It’s incredible that there are people in the world who can put their likes on their lips.

　　 After all, Sakiya is a very cute girl. I am not a machine without the slightest emotion, but I have lost my grasp of emotion. No matter whether it is rejection or agreement, it can't be reprimanded.

　　 My heart is full of entanglements and shakes, I can only be silent. I remembered a sentence I once heard: "True love is a kind of thinking."

　　 In other words, the conclusions reached without thinking are just hormones at work. But the greatness and essence of human beings lies in their power beyond instinct.

　　 But I can't think anymore. The quotations and the interlaced emotions are producing chaotic chemistry, and the bubble that emerges from this is enough to fill the gaps in the cerebral cortex.

　　"This is Agawa's home." Sakiya circulated in the center of the living room, exclaiming: "This is my first time in a boy's house."

　　 "You live in my room, I'll go to the study to sleep."

　　 "Hey, which is Achuan's room?"

　　 Sakuya smiled unkindly. Makes me wonder whether my decision is correct. However, the parents’ room cannot go in and out at will. There is no bed in the study, and it is not the way of hospitality to let guests hit the floor. I greeted Sakuya into my room, she immediately dropped her luggage and ran to the balcony curiously.

　　 "It turns out that Ah Chuan's room is connected to the balcony."

　　"The apartment buildings here are all of this structure. It is very troublesome when drying clothes. My mother often walks around and there is no privacy at all."

　　 I cleaned the bed while complaining, because the incident happened suddenly, so the room has not been cleaned up. Although I don't mind seeing the mess, but since there are girls who want to live in, of course I have to hide things I don't want to know.

　　 The sound of Sakuya playing with Quark came from the balcony, and I opened the bookcase with peace of mind. Speaking of shameful things, they are nothing more than portraits and cartoons of the side ball, some of which are bought back, and some are borrowed through some channels. They are usually hidden in the deepest part of the bookshelf, and the outside is covered with neatly arranged books.

　　 Usually when my mother cleans, she doesn’t move this place because of too many books. So it is very safe.

　　 I stuffed the deep part of the bookshelf into a black plastic bag, and when I turned around, the quark suddenly rushed towards me. I took a blocking posture reflexively, and the crow passed by lightly, circled back from behind, and landed on my shoulder.

　　 It yelled at Sakiya very unhappily.

　　 "Quark doesn't seem to like me." Sakiya said dejectedly, standing at the balcony door.

　　 "It's weird... it's not usually like this." I also think that Quark's behavior is a bit weird. Since the day the letter was sent, I have often acted strangely. I know that the crow is a very keen animal, maybe it smells an unusual smell from Sakuya.

　　 I think this unusual comes from the five-pointed stars on her body, and those men in hats who behave weirdly.

　　 "Wait a moment, I will bring you some fresh meat to feed it." I said.

　　 Sakuya nodded happily. She walked to the desk and asked:

　　 "Can I use the computer?"

　　 "Please feel free."

　　Although there are files on the computer that are too shameful to see people, I am confident that they have been hidden well. I moved my belongings to the study, and when I came back, I found Sakiya was facing the screen with a sad face.

　　"What operating system is this?"

　　 "Linux. Ah, sorry, I don't have windows installed here."

　　 Sakuya showed a puzzled expression.

　　 "It sounds like a very difficult thing. Isn't it a dos?"

　　"It’s better than that. There is also a graphical interface." I helped her bring up the graphical interface of the operating system, and asked: "What do you want to do? Watch the web? It’s more troublesome to chat. There is no you in this system. The commonly used chat software."

　　 "I want to receive mail, don't read it."

　　Since she said so, I helped her open the web browser and left.

　　 I moved all the things I brought out of the doomsday into the study. The study was originally owned by my father, but he gradually stopped using it. Instead, I often stay here, so I don't know when it will become my own studio.

　　 Books bought back, even if they are no longer used, will not be thrown away. They are sorted and placed on the shelves. As more and more books are bought, the space in the study room has become narrower and smaller, even on the ground. The west is full of books. Because there are also instruments commonly used by science enthusiasts in one corner, such as stamping tools, maintenance tools, test tubes, astronomical telescopes and microscopes.

　　 All these non-living items fill up a lot of space. If you want to lay the floor, you have to clean up again.

　　 In addition, the stainless steel table in the center of the room is three meters long and serves as a desk and a laboratory table at the same time.

　　 I pushed the pistol wheel away and poured the empty cartridge case into the box. After killing the three people, I couldn't help but think about the possibility of a more dangerous situation in the future. What happened to Sakiya was very unusual, and the other party probably wouldn't stop it, so adequate ammunition supplies are necessary.

　　 In this study, I can configure gunpowder by myself, but there is no tool for making bullet shells. If you can't do it yourself, the only place where you can get bullets is the police station.

　　 There are also mysterious potions obtained from the hat man, which must be analyzed as soon as possible.

　　All kinds of necessary things came one after another, and the extracurricular time seemed to be washed away, and I could not help but get a headache when I imagined the busy days afterwards.

　　 Although Tomoe sent an e-mail saying that he would come, there was no follow-up news for such a long time~ IndoMTL.com~ Another companion in the diary who is not very familiar is named Cui Di, a criminal police in Los Angeles, and she left herself 'S phone number, but far away can't quench the near thirst. There is also an e-mail address left by a priest named Xi Sen with the label "Do not use unless necessary."

　　 In this way, the only one who can share the pressure is Sakiya, who will live together in the future, and these are also matters that are directly related to her. Whether she wants it or not, she is qualified to know. The pentagram on her body is a fantasy in terms of appearance and form of existence, and the only equivalent in what I have seen is the doomsday fantasy.

　　 After having dinner, I gave Sakiya the diary that recorded the doomsday illusion and the analysis report of the diary.

　　 "What is this?"

　　 "Probably... it is something related to the Pentagram."

　　 "So many materials, so amazing." Sakiya said in amazement.

　　"Please read it, and write down your thoughts by the way, please."

　　 "Um... isn't this the story you told me?" Sakiya looked up at the first page and asked suspiciously.

　　"It’s actually a real person. Didn’t I miss school before? I’m actually missing."

　　 "Run into the story?"

　　"This is my personal experience! Although I have no memory. Please trust me."

　　 "It's suspicious no matter how you look at it." Sakiya tilted her head and laughed: "But since Agawa said it is true, it must be true. I will take it seriously. But tomorrow you want Ask for leave for me."

　　"Are you not going to school anymore?"

　　 "Well, I don't know if those people are still looking for me..." Sakiya showed a worried expression.

　　 Such worries are naturally normal, and I readily agreed.