I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

In the end, they also failed to have a co-owned son of a bitch.

——They should have got the babe and changed their names for each other.

after?

Maybe they will break up after that, but maybe they will get married.

Maybe a beautiful and smart child will be born, and he or one of her may choose to leave work and accompany the beautiful child to learn the piano or violin.Of course, it is also possible to give birth to an idiot, and then the two of them will frantically teach the little idiot to recognize the English alphabet, and take the little idiot to a professional institution to check whether the IQ has reached the level.

Or maybe they will divorce soon after they get married.

yeah, maybe...

Forget it, the bastard has not been cultivated, and all the possibilities are gone.

Fernando put his thoughts away and raised his head to look at Azusa Sasaki: "Have you found it? My description is messy."

Azusa Sasaki nodded in agreement.

"That 'man' did something to me, which made me forget some details at that time." Fernando tapped his temple, still arrogant and beaten: "From my memory, a story It shouldn't be like this, but it's the truth."

"I even forgot her name before you mentioned Camille."

Fernando raised his hand and rolled up the sleeve of his right arm to fully reveal the tattoo: "I have been constantly forgetting what happened at that time. If it wasn't for this tattoo reminding me all the time, maybe I would have forgotten it all."

"Why?" Azusa Sasaki asked.

"Because...I made a bet with that 'man' and I'm no match for him at all," Fernando laughed at the fact that it was too cruel for him, then shrugged: "So I can only bet that if I If he wins, he pays for Camille."

"He really killed Camille!"

Fernando complained loudly, but quickly calmed down: "I knew he wouldn't keep his promise, but I had no choice at that time. It wasn't him and me who were in the gamble, but the masked man and me. "

"I often suspect that the skinny monkey-like person is still not the real face of the mask owner. There must be another face under the skinny monkey-like face, but what can I do?"

"I was a big believer in science, and the first thing I did when I went back was even to see a psychiatrist."

"By the way, let's go back to the gambling game."

"He asked me to find an arrow." Fernando lifted the tattooed hand and pointed to the beetle-like tattoo: "It's probably like this. I got the photo at the time."

"Have you found it yet?" Azusa Sasaki asked.

Fernando spread his hands: "Ashamed to say, I completely forgot."

"Obviously, no matter whether the bet was winning or losing at that time, I was the loser. It was absolutely overwhelming in terms of strength and ability. I was worried that I would die in the end, so I gave myself a way back on the way. , otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you about those horrible pasts."

"Okay, summary."

Fernando put the lighter back in his pocket, "I didn't try to find any bullshit arrows, but I used some methods to pay attention and pay attention to that skinny monkey."

"And then there are some conclusions that really come in handy - that game was an invisible enchantment and I was given 'commands' that could trigger a certain outcome, maybe 'find the arrow', maybe ' I lost the gamble' - it depends on whether I found the arrow at the time, but unfortunately I can't remember anything about it."

"If Sendai is now a bigger game than what I've experienced, then...it must also be set to some kind of 'switch' that requires certain people to do certain things in order to be accepted. A real trigger."

"You mean it's not the final result yet?" Azusa Sasaki frowned.

"The premise is that this is really a game that is the same as the one I experienced at the time, but a bigger game." Fernando pouted, "Now it seems that many details are similar, and people are starting to lose their heads. , like I was getting more and more... confused? Ah, or blind. The first few days were normal, but fortunately the first few days were normal, allowing me to get the most important things done, and at the back those days..."

"I started to become unscrupulous. Although I was not really decent in my actions, it was indeed a bit of a lower limit at that time. Like a madman, I only knew how to look for arrows, forget Camille's name, and forget the beginning. Purpose, until I get back alive."

"That 'man'..."

"There are indeed some problems, or spirituality." Having said that, Fernando has nothing to hide: "He never showed up, and even when I was closest to him, I couldn't watch it. to his appearance."

"I heard the conversation between him and the teenager, and I could hear that he refused to talk face-to-face with people, and I could also feel his trust in the teenager."

"He's a little nervous. When his subordinates report something, he immediately silences his voice - I guess he hides to avoid meeting other people. What kind of mafia leader is this?"

Azusa Sasaki nodded in agreement.

She turned to ask: "What have you been all these years?"

"You just think I'm a shrewd person, you don't even know the reason why you're unwilling to lose, and you're as timid as a mouse and don't dare to go back with your bare hands." Fernando smiled and demeaned himself: "That's why I've been investigating these strange things, maybe I get If you know these things, you will have a better way to deal with that man."

"If it doesn't work..." He smiled and said dejectedly, as if he had imagined the ending of "failure" years ago: "Let's talk about it, it's stupid to rush to die with your head covered. That's all I remember. More, I can't rule out that I will suddenly remember something after being forcibly pulled by you today to recall the past. If I really remember something, I will tell you. It's just..."

Fernando raised his hand and pressed the top of the coffee table, and said solemnly: "You can do it, if you need to face me face-to-face in the future... Please don't appear in Aoba's line of sight again."

"I see."

Azusa Sasaki knew why Fernando suddenly didn't need Hitomi Aoba as an assistant to handle trivial matters.

——Only one Elsa Camille in his life is enough, no more people are needed to repeat Camille's ending.

Azusa Sasaki looked down at the time, and then got up neatly: "I will check what Mr. Fernando said today, after all, you said that what happened at the time was vague. If you think of anything, be sure to tell me. In return... ."

Azusa Sasaki remembered the photo of Elsa Camille clipped on the attached page in the report on Fernando, and shook his head: "I'm closer to those things, maybe I can offer you something in the future."

"Don't," Fernando smiled and waved his hand: "This matter has to be done step by step. If the information you give me is too detailed and accurate to the name and address of the individual, I will immediately buy a plane ticket and fly over to die."

Azusa Sasaki laughed, said "please stay", put on a wide-brimmed hat and left.

Fernando returned to the empty room, stood for a while and then went to the balcony to look down.

He played with the small lighter, watched Azusa Sasaki come out of the hotel's main entrance and got into the car that came to pick him up, and then returned to his room.

You still have to eat food, even if it is unpalatable.