March 14th, White Day.
Ekoda.
At night, the full moon hangs high.
In the night, a thief in a white dress suddenly rushed out from the top of a tall building and launched a rope, tightly connecting it to the Skytree opposite.
Then, the white thief jumped on the rope, and when the police chased him, he used the propeller under his feet to slide on the rope at high speed and slipped towards the Skytree.
The chasing policeman was furious for a while, then raised his gun and shot. But after the white thief on the rope swayed from side to side, he still slid steadily on the rope without any injuries.
At the destination of the white thief, the red-haired witch has been waiting for a long time.
A pair of hands with long knuckles stretched out, framing the scene between thumb and finger.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's outrageous..." The young man wearing a black shirt and trousers grinned, standing in a building not far from the two buildings, and sighed softly through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, "Who was I before? How stupid can you be to not realize that your thinking is being affected and take it for granted?"
"Well, at this level, everyone here except Junjun should be able to do it." Behind the young man, the magician leaned against the wall, playing with a playing card in his hand, and said with a smile.
"Ziuzi, you can do it." Standing not far behind the boy, the silver-haired cat-eared girl wearing a white suit nodded, her voice cold but affirmative.
"Chirp, chirp~" On Shirai Zuiko's shoulder, the pure white and fluffy little tit chirped, indicating that this kind of thing was not a problem for it.
"Oh, don't call me so useless." Shirai Yui sat half-sat on the desk, adjusted the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a gentle smile, "Although I am not as relaxed as that young man, I am also I will have my own way to go directly there."
"Indeed, even with my body, I can still slide on the rope." Beside the boy, a short-haired primary school student with a delicate and cute face tilted his head and looked at the boy taller than her with an expressionless face. The older boy said, "But that doesn't seem to be your focus?"
"The point..." The young man stared at the farce outside the window while lowering his hand to gently touch Shiraijiu's head, "You are all my puppets, and your consciousness is born based on my soul fragments, which is equivalent to different personalities. Me, we even share memories..."
"But you have all forgotten that in our original three views, such behavior is impossible to exist in the real world. But now, you are accustomed to it."
"This shows that we are gradually being assimilated into this world."
The young man said, slowly turning around and looking at the puppets, "If I was originally a three-dimensional person, then this process would be a dimensionality reduction attack on me, turning me into a two-dimensional creature bit by bit."
The puppets were silent.
After a long time, Bai Jingjiu, who was beside the boy, said, "So, what? If we live in this world all our lives, wouldn't it be inconvenient for us to maintain three-dimensional thinking?"
"In the final analysis, the puppet master's rule of survival is to hide himself in the general environment, participate in it, strengthen himself, and achieve immortality. If you are always incompatible with this world, immortality is a kind of torture, isn't it?"
"Torture..." The young man lowered his eyelids and fell silent.
"Oh, my great master, do you want to give up your eternal life and sleep with your pride as a high-dimensional creature? In this case, I can find a beautiful place for you to rest in. Oh~" The corners of the magician's mouth curved in an extremely exaggerated arc, and the black and white ghost cards in his hand kept turning over at his fingertips.
Shirai Zuiko immediately took a few steps forward and reached out to grab the hem of the young man's black shirt: "No!"
Nuomi also quickly chirped twice to express her objection.
"It's not allowed to interfere with the master's thoughts, Suiko." Shiraizuo sighed helplessly. With long arms and legs, he came to Shiraizuiko in a few steps. He smoothed Shiraizuiko's hair soothingly and turned his head. He looked at the magician coldly with his blue eyes, "Jiang Jun, you too."
"Ah~ I'm just suggesting~" The magician's weird smile remained unchanged, and he was not frightened by Shirai Yu.
The introverted boy among the puppets didn't care, and it wasn't like the magician said that he couldn't let go of the pride of higher-dimensional creatures. He just...
He was just taking a chance, thinking that he would be able to return to her soon.
If he accepts assimilation into this world, it means that he will never be able to jump out and never see her. How could he be willing to do this?
Even if they are cold and distant like their puppet masters, there is still a bond.
If he really had to choose, he would rather be pulled by a senior puppet master into the sandbox of the two-dimensional world she made herself, and be fooled as a performing clown.
But he is a puppet master with extensive knowledge and a long life, not Truman who only lives in the studio his whole life. If this is just a world sandbox instead of the real world, he will not be fooled for so long and still not find out. Clueful.
"So, do you want to try the plan of transferring in our bodies after being attacked?" Xiao Jiu beside him suddenly whispered, his tone was half serious and half mocking, "Just like when you came to this world."
"Anyway, our puppets don't feel pain and are not afraid of death. As long as our master gives us an order, we will not regret committing suicide."
Is Shirai Kyū’s character and words always so irritating? It's fun to use a venomous persona on others, but it's uncomfortable when used against oneself.
"In the final analysis, they are just some puppets..." The black and white clown card in the magician's hand leaning against the wall faces outward, blocking half of his face, only revealing his narrow and dangerous eyes and the high corners of his mouth. "……Yeah?"
Shirai Zuiko was much better behaved: "I do!"
"Chirp!" Nuomi said that I am willing too.
Bai Jingyong smiled and did not express his position. He still adheres to the rule of not influencing his master's thoughts.
The boy still lowered his eyelids, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes.
Outside, the red-haired witch on the Skytree waited for the white thief. Centered on the tower, the entire city began to black out little by little.
Darkness quickly flooded the building where the baijiu people were located.
But soon, the red neon lights lit up one by one on the street, forming a red magic circle surrounding the Skytree. Waves of magic power gathered little by little on the Skytree.
In the building, red light spilled into the office through the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting the faces of all the puppets blood red. Only the face of the young man in black with his back to the floor-to-ceiling windows was hidden in the darkness.
Here, except Shirai Qusheng, all Baijiu's puppets are here. They have different personalities and look at the master in front of them with different expressions.
a long time.
"Really..."
The young man sighed, and finally raised his head, looking sideways out of the window, exposing his delicate face to the red light. While raising his hands to feel the influence of magic on the soul and malice, he revealed a sad expression. Smile: "Obviously you are all spawned by me. You all know what I think, but you still make this gesture..."
"What a bad character..."
"After all, we share the same ancestry." Bai Jingjiu stabbed Baijiu once again, determined not to be criticized verbally.
The young man raised his hand and rubbed the top of Bai Jingjiu's head hard.
Then, the boy gradually became transparent and round, and then turned into a transparent soul ball.
"They come, the security."
"We puppet masters have always been like this."
"Me too."
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