Time has to go back to before Nero wakes up.
Towering buildings and steel chariots that can gallop without horses, exotic writing and clothing on passers-by that she has never seen before.
Crowds coming from all directions forced Nero to retreat to the center of the intersection.
Everything was strange.
Nero even felt a little at a loss.
But then a familiar face appears and saves her from her predicament.
Although the clothes on his body were different from those in Rome, Nero still recognized Animusphia walking towards him at a glance.
"Governor!"
Nero rushed toward Animusfia in surprise and walked to his side.
"Yu is still talking about what to do. Fortunately, you are here. What is going on?"
But Animusfia, who was walking on the street, had no intention of stopping and just walked straight past.
It's almost like a stranger.
What Nero had been worried about had happened - Animusfia no longer responded to her as usual.
No more helping myself as I did that night on the Palatine Hill.
However, there could also be another explanation for Animusfia's reaction.
Not a stranger, but simply not noticed.
"Hey, Governor——————"
Seeing that he was being ignored, Nero desperately wanted to grab Animusfia's hand.
But their hands did not touch at all. Nero's hand seemed to have touched the reflection in the water, passing straight through and causing ripples to appear on Animusfia's figure.
Nero was frightened by this sudden change and took a few steps back.
Then she realized that the Animusfia who appeared here looked more immature than the Governor she was familiar with, and the left arm she wanted to hold that was supposed to be a mechanical replacement was still intact. .
Could this be what the governor saw before he came to Rome?
Nero's thoughts were confirmed by a passer-by who came from behind and passed directly through her.
The burning pain coming from the back of Nero's right hand also told her that these scenes might not be that simple.
Is it an illusion? Or a dream?
But it must have something to do with the Governor.
Nero has always wanted to know more about Animusfia and learn more about his governor's past.
Looking at Animusfia's back that had not completely disappeared in front of her, Nero lifted up her long skirt slightly, walked through the crowd without a care, and quickly caught up with her.
How could she let go of this opportunity.
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I don’t know how long they have been walking, but Animusfia has completely forgotten the route they came from.
In this strange Japanese city, everything looked the same in his eyes.
Only the southeast, northwest and southeast of the earth and the suitcase in his hand remained with him.
In short, according to the address given to him by Aozaki Orange, Animusfiya finally saw this courtyard that was incompatible with the modern urban style after walking through a bamboo forest.
Next to the closed door is a wooden sign carved in regular regular script. The words "Liang Yi" stand quietly on the wooden sign.
But if you really want to say it is out of place, it is already strange to have such a large bamboo forest in the city.
....Liang Yi?
Although he came to Guanbuzi City not long ago, he had heard a little bit about the suspected underworld organization that enjoyed a good reputation in this area.
It's the Ayisa family.
Now it seems that it is no longer suspicious.
This tower code must be the underworld.
Animusfiya stretched out the index finger of her right hand and tried to ring the doorbell of Liang Yi's house. However, her constantly trembling arms and fingers always made him miss the target again and again.
To others, he might just be a suspicious person poking the bricks around the doorbell suspiciously at the door of a suspiciously large family.
It wasn't that Animusfia, who had never been afraid of authority, began to tremble with fear.
It's just that he hasn't fully mastered the magic he learned from Orange.
It is not that easy to use magic power to replace the function of nerves.
Not to mention that he had only started refining magic power for a few months.
However, according to Chengzi, his teacher also knows magic. This troubled Animusfia.
Before seeing Orange, Animusfia had always believed that the so-called magic was unfounded. Even though his teacher didn't know how long he had lived, in his eyes, the old man was only in good health. An ordinary old man who lives a little longer.
After all, his son, who visits him in college from time to time, is only about forty years old.
It is also hard to imagine that the haggard old man who would publicly execute his son in front of the students and play cards with a smile on his face would be involved with something as illusory as "magic".
He is his own professor...
Animusfia didn't believe that there was such a thing in the world until she saw Aozaki Orange "die" once and then emerge from nowhere.
However, now that he is able to act tentatively thanks to magic, Animusfia doesn't have much to say.
However, although the old man is said by Cheng Zi to be a person whose magic skills are no less than hers, judging from Animusfia's personal experience with him, even if the old man really knows magic, he probably doesn't intend to do it. Used in life.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Just as he was still trying to ring the doorbell of Aoi's house, the girl's clear voice came from behind Animusfia.
Animusfia looked back in confusion, and saw a girl about eighteen years old standing behind him, watching her every move curiously.
Her sapphire-like crystal clear eyes looked particularly bright against the black hair that hung down to her waist and the plain black blouse.
Under the tan short skirt is the fair skin that is exposed without hesitation.
Animusfia didn't know where to focus her eyes for a moment.
"As you can see, I want to ring the doorbell."
So he turned his attention back to the doorbell on the wall of Liangyi's courtyard.
"But why didn't you press it?"
Like a strange surgeon who had just been in a car accident, Animusfia raised her trembling hands.
"Take care of the disabled a little bit, little girl."
"Haha~"
Apparently she was amused by Animusfia's embarrassed look, and the girl couldn't help laughing.
"Ding dong~"
After putting her hands behind her back, the girl walked up to Animusfiya without any scruples, and then pressed the doorbell for him.
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome~, speaking of which, dad is also disabled."
The girl who was clearly about to become a member of the Rippei society unexpectedly spit out a term commonly used by children.
But surprisingly, there was no sense of inconsistency.
"Really, that's a shame."
"Uh-huh------"
The girl shook her head, her flowing black hair swaying with her movements.
"Dad, he just has some trouble with his left eye, but it's not as serious as yours, uncle."
Uncle...?
He's not much older than her, right?
Animusfia thought about it again and again, but decided not to correct her mistake.
He is also used to being looked at as very old.
Animusfia has been called "uncle" by strange children since middle school, and he is almost used to it now.
"Yeah......"
However, Animusfiya was hurt enough by the girl's merciless comparison. If possible, he still didn't want to be a disabled person, let alone a disabled person worse than a disabled person.
"Then I'm so happy for your father."
While the two were talking, the door to Liangyi's house that had been closed before was opened.
Two strong men in black suits with "I am a gangster" written on their faces walked out of the courtyard.
The intimidating momentum made Animusfiya take a few steps back.
However, the girl still looked at them as if she was used to it.
The next second, the two strong men walking out of Liangyi's house saw the girl.
The two men who looked fierce a second ago were like robots whose power was cut off, and their attitudes softened almost instantly.
"Miss--"
"kindness?"
Animusfia seems to have discovered something extraordinary.
The girl looked back at Animusfia, who had taken several steps back involuntarily, with a very pleasant smile on her face.
"Aren't you going to visit my house? Uncle?"
.....
Animusfiya finally walked into the courtyard in the bamboo forest under the leadership of the eldest lady of the Aesi family.
"Are you actually a young lady from the Aesthesia family?"
"It's Wei Na."
"Mana?"
Animusfia was a little confused by the sudden appearance of Western names.
"It's Wei Na! Liang Yi Wei Na, my name."
Ryogi Wei's forward steps suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Animusfia who was following behind her.
"Uh, okay, Miss Wei Na."
Liang Yi nodded with satisfaction.
"Then what are you going to do at my house?"
"I'm just an errand boy. I was ordered to visit [Liang Yi Qianya] and [Liang Ceremony]. Do you know them two?"
"Of course, they are my father and mother."
Liang Yiwei nodded matter-of-factly.
Unexpectedly, the stranger he just mentioned in the conversation was actually the person he wanted to visit on this trip.
Animusfia tightened her grip on the handle of the suitcase.
"Speaking of which, why do you call your father daddy, but your mother is still mother?"
"Well...father is not a father."
Liang Yiwei said after thinking about it.
"Huh?"
"Can't you understand? Father is father, father is father."
"So your father and dad are not the same person?"
"Um."
Liang Yiwei nodded without thinking this time.
Animusfia was speechless.
I didn’t expect the family relationships in The Sopranos to be so complicated.
There was a hint of pity in his eyes as he looked at Rang Yiweina, who was walking carelessly in front of him.
It's not easy for this little girl.
"Dad————! Mother——————! We have a visitor!"
Ryogi Mina stopped and said hello to a room.
Within a few seconds, a gentle man in a black kimono opened the wooden door.
He wears a pair of eyes, and the front of his left eye is blocked by deliberately long hair.
It seems that consistent with what Liang Yiweina described, this man's left eye is slightly disabled.
Come to think of it, it's [Liang Yi Qian Ye].
"you are?"
Liang Yiqian also looked at the young man in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"You must be Mr. Ryogi Miya."
Animusfia replied.
"Well, it's me."
"That's easy to say, I came to visit on the order of Miss Orange."
As Animusfia spoke, she picked up the wooden suitcase in her hand and gestured.
After hearing the word "orange", Liang Yiqian also had a clear reaction in his remaining right eye.
"Is it Miss Orange? Has she returned to Guanbuzi City?"
"That's right, but she won't stay long this time."
"Really, that's a pity. Ah, please come in first."
Liang Yiqian also opened the door behind him, and stretched out his hand to signal Animusfia to come into the room to talk.
"Then I would be rude."
Animusfia nodded slightly and walked into the room.
The room is obviously decorated in a minimalist style. Apart from the knives and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, there is only a small square table in the middle of the room.
An elegant woman in a gorgeous kimono was sipping hot tea in her hand.
After hearing Animusfia enter the room, she looked up at him.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Animusfia felt as if her soul had been completely penetrated by this sight.
