Tokyo, Adachi District.

"So pitiful." Habesa looked at her phone abnormally for a while and then washed the dishes. Her eyes were red.

Usually, she is an "excellent employee" who has been concentrating on her work in the store, and she has never been distracted or on business trips.

“Woo woo…”

Mizuno made noodles with both hands and couldn't help but look at Hibe with squintessentially. He had been concerned about Haebe Sa's condition since ten minutes ago.

She was standing in front of the vegetable sink, holding the taro in both hands, rubbing it unconsciously, and her abnormal expression continued from just now.

This is when I was moved when I saw something on my phone. Mizuno smiled gently. There are also people like this. When I saw some touching videos or articles on my phone, I was moved and cried bitterly, and I was very empathetic.

Just like when I was in middle school, the school always arranged such "moving filial piety" speeches. Children sat on the playground with their parents and listened to a man's sensational speech on the world. Then the children hugged each other and shed tears. Of course, at the last critical moment, the speakers could not forget to sell their own books and CDs. Some children would cry loudly, but those who did not cry did not mean that they did not understand filial piety, but that they had another way to express their feelings.

"Salted ramen, add another serving of char siu." A customer shouted into the store.

"Okay." Mizuno looked up and smiled at the guest.

Copy out the noodles and finish them in one go.

“It’s done.”

"What are you looking at?" After handing over a bowl of ramen, Mizuno moved to the side of the Hibe, "I cried so much."

Haibu's tender white little fingers pointed at the mobile phone screen, and washed green onion cabbage was placed on the chopping board.

The work in the store is now roughly divided into two parts, one is a family restaurant, a restaurant, and the other is ramen. Compared with Mizuno, it still feels that it is easier to make ramen with machinery.

Haibesa wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her index finger, and the tip of her little nose was still red. She sniffed and looked at Mizuno embarrassedly: "Mini No... so pitiful."

As he said that, Hirobu wiped his hands and shared an article on his phone with Mizuno.

There is also Line in the Himabu, but there are not many contacts. No one dares to bully her now, but no one dares to make friends because of Mizuno's reputation. Click on the things reprinted by Himabu, Mizuno subconsciously read the reprints of the article.

"More than 100 people reprinted it, and there must be thousands of people who see it."

This is an article originally on the trash can website, but is now reprinted on other software. Thousands of people watch it in one day. If it continues to ferment, it may become a news event. The development of this technology cannot be underestimated.

But now the Internet is full of strange news to consume people's attention. If it is not terrifying enough, it will not play a role in fermenting public opinion.

"Miyogi Prefecture..." It seems to be in the northeast region, and the capital is Sendai. Well, in terms of past experiences, many Chinese students have never heard of Sapporo, Yokohama, and Kobe in the island countries, but must have heard of Sendai. After all, it is a place name that appears in the introduction of Lu Shuren's characters in every semester textbook, "Eighteen years old, peers..."

This is a long article of more than 10,000 words. From the style of the line, the person who wrote this letter should be good at learning. After a quick glance, Mizuno understood why the eyes of Hibibe were red.

This article probably evoked some of her bad memories, and the girl in the article was bullied even more excessively. On the news, I occasionally saw campus bullying and other things, and I only felt that it was far away from me. However, the article written by the person involved himself was full of strength, like an axe, constantly increasing the thickness and weight of the back of the axe, making the falling slash more lethal.

It’s okay for a metropolis like Tokyo to have a perfect parent-teacher committee. Students dare not really force their classmates to death, but remote countrysides like this are really lawless. If you catch a weak person, you will bully them to death. Everyone’s malice will gather into a wave.

This article doesn't look fake, it's like a letter of complaint with sufficient evidence. The other party listed his name and the schools he attended one by one in the article, and was ready to completely separate from the world.

In the long article, the author also inserted many photos - torn flyers, dirty words in his circle of friends, and the feather with only half left, which further deepened the credibility.

"This feather..."

It was a feather made by himself using paper escape. Mizuno recognized the origin of the half piece of paper at a glance. Someone in the comment section of the original website was arguing how much it would cost if this feather was a real product from Chiba Prefecture.

Seeing that the paper made by Paper Escape was fryed for 1 million yuan per piece, Mizuno couldn't help but be shocked. Although most of the paper was blown into the ocean, part of it still blew into the place where humans lived.

I accidentally created a huge market, with more than ten thousand feathers scattered on earth, but these things that have no value will not create an illusory castle in the air like Dutch tulips. The final financial crisis will be.

However, these papers cannot be said to be useless. After all, they can carry chakra. Mizuno is not sure whether those research institutions can detect metaphysical things with scientific instruments. It is also a good thing for him to detect them. Without chakra and sealing techniques, those papers used to wipe their butts are too hard.

However, the victim in the article actually has such a connection with him. The wonder of fate caused a rippling ripples in Miyao's heart. The probability of being able to pick up flying paper feathers in Miyagi Prefecture behind the mountain is no higher than the five million yuan.

"She will be fine, right?" Hibe looked at the end of his phone worriedly, and the person who wrote the article explained in person that it was a suicide note.

"It's just a joke online." Mizuno's face was calm. "There are people who specialize in pranks online who make up stories that are true, and then they might pop up in a few days and say that all this is fake. In fact, you have all been deceived by me."

"Is it......" Habesa still looked worried, "It must be... kidding."

"Go." Mizuno nodded to the outside of the store, and the black crow rose into the air.

Since I am destined to be with me, I will help you as much as I need.

Many people just lack the courage to stand up. Mizuno will not force the author of the article to accept his own strength. This is just a normal deal. Feeling the crows flying rapidly in the air, Mizuno lowers his head and cuts the noodles silently.

The bad guys in the world will never be killed completely.

Hibe Sa suddenly felt a chill rising beside her. She looked outside the store and then looked at Mizuno Jun who was relieved.

It's my own illusion.
Chapter completed!