A girl in an old bathrobe, she seems to have a different painting style from everyone around her, as if abandoned by the times, she stands quietly at the side of the station, looking at the railroad tracks that seem to extend to the sky, she seems to be in a daze, her eyes Among them, some were at a loss.

She noticed that the clothes of the passers-by around her were completely different from hers, and the superiority in their eyes filled her with low self-esteem...

Her face is getting paler...

The pedestrians around slowly walked by, but they all ignored her as if she were air.

woo woo woo...

The train is coming fast, and the black smoke is blowing out of the head...

The galloping train brought a strong wind, the girl's hair was blown wildly and trembled, and the sun reflected on her somewhat pale face...

Like a passerby, like a god, and like a witness to history...

"This era is not where he is after all..."

She took a step towards the rushing train...

boom!

His vision suddenly blurred, and Bei Yuan suddenly woke up...

myself this is...

Sweat dripped from his back, and he looked around in confusion.

Strange memory, strange scene, strange girl...

He thinks a little...

"What's the matter, Kitahara-kun?" Takahashi Chike's voice sounded in her ears at this time, and she also cast a puzzled look at Kitahara.

"fine…"

Beiyuan rubbed his temples.

Have you been too relaxed lately...

Too relaxed, will cranky...

Do not…

Since this non-existent "memory" appeared in my heart, then something must have happened to my body...

but…

I don't seem to know the strange girl in my memory... and I haven't had any communication with her.

and…

He thought of the clothes in that picture, except for the girl, other people's clothes...

That is clearly the dressing style of the Taisho period...

Also, a steam train?

There are even aristocrats on horseback in the streets...

This is…

The picture of the Taisho period...

Bei Yuan's expression suddenly became serious...

At the same time, in his mind, the system text that hadn't flashed for a long time reappeared...

[Unlock scene...Diary from the Taisho era...]

Introduction:

In the collision of cultures, good things will inevitably remain, and bad things will turn into historical dust and dissipate. This is not the alternation of life and death, but the change of the times...

Under the general trend of the times, there are always some things that need to be eliminated. They are the dross of the times, and their existence means harm...

And for some, it's not death that's scary, it's... being forgotten...

……

This is…

Looking at the system text that emerged in his mind, Bei Yuan frowned slightly.

Taisho period…

As soon as Qianhui mentioned the Taisho period to him, this scene was unlocked.

This had to make him think of something.

Moreover, every scene determined by the system is related to a red eye...

That is to say...

Wish machine?

After all, she is the only one who is more famous for the red eyes that appeared in the Taisho period...

but…

Why does the system only unlock her scene now?

Is it a coincidence?

Or does unlocking the scene require some kind of opportunity?

Kitahara thoughtfully...

And at this moment, another text appeared in Bei Yuan's mind...

Task: Please have a conversation with the owner of the diary that spans the ages, and help her solve some troubles and doubts in life...

……

This is the only task?

A question mark popped up in Beiyuan's mind.

But what the hell is a dialogue across time?

Are you really planning to let him talk to the wishing machine of that era?

This kind of thing is too unbelievable, right?

At this time, Beiyuan suddenly felt that something appeared in the chamber of his heart.

It was a new and old diary...

I say it's old because it really doesn't look like it should be in this day and age, and I say it's new because it looks like it was just bought...

It seems that I haven't started writing much yet...

and…

Bei Yuan looked at the cover of the diary in an instant...

Dongshin's real name...

Is it really a wishing machine...

Bei Yuan couldn't help muttering to himself...

"Beiyuan-kun, what's wrong with you? You seem to have been distracted just now?" Suddenly, a warm touch appeared on his forehead, which brought Beiyuan back to his senses in an instant. When his eyes focused again, he saw Takahashi Chihime's worried eyes .

My heart warmed up slightly.

Now is not the time to think about that stuff...

He moves inwardly...

Moreover, this scene does not seem to be difficult and dangerous...

It can't be that your wishing machine can chase me across the ages, right?

Well... she did kill herself once, but that's not the point.

The point is that she doesn't recognize herself.

I use a diary to communicate with her, and I still communicate with her during the Taisho period...

Now, she will never know her identity...

and so…

This scene seems to be easier...

Then he froze for a moment again, and at this moment he thought of what Qianhui said to him before.

Could it be that I am the owner of that diary?

He scratched his head.

Probably not...

If I am it, then when the wishing machine kills itself, it should recognize itself...

So... it shouldn't be...

Now I want to change history...Before that, I had nothing to do with the wishing machine...

Perhaps the owner of the diary was once a certain boy in the Taisho period?

Bei Yuan shook his head...

It's useless to think about it now...

The most important thing now is to handle this scene well...

And it seemed that he had thought of something, Bei Yuan was a little helpless...

Starry Sky Princess hasn't dealt with it yet, so she has to start to deal with the next scene...

He feels like a laborer who won't leave work...

After a few days of rest...

"By the way, Kitahara-kun, your admission notice has been sent out, didn't you always say that you want to continue the class quickly?

Now it’s okay... Maybe it’s also related to the practice of eliminating spirits, it seems that the martial arts school of Qingshi Middle School has carried out a big reform, Beiyuan-kun, you can take a closer look..."

At this time, Takahashi Chihiro took an envelope and put it in front of him.

"Huh? You can resume class so soon?" Beiyuan stared at the envelope with the official seal of Qingshi Middle School, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Well, it seems to be related to the reform of Qingshi Middle School...

In the martial arts school, new school rules and policies have been implemented...Well, Yingyue and I have to deal with family matters recently, so it may be later..." Qianhui said.

"New school rules...and policies..." Bei Yuan was stunned for a moment.

"By the way, Beiyuan-kun, the new class is at the martial arts school, that place...

Well, although the students are still in class, it's just..." Chihiro Takahashi seemed to think of something.

"Just what?" Bei Yuan didn't know much about martial arts schools, he just knew that Qingshi Middle School's martial arts school was a place where many students who liked to learn martial arts of different genres would go...

It is also a place for some families to train thugs, and some organizations to train members...

So in the martial arts school, the fighting atmosphere is very strong...

In a martial arts school, you can have bad grades, or you don't like to study, but you can't fight...

Otherwise, you will be at the bottom of the school food chain...

"It's just that the atmosphere in class may not be very good..."

Ok?

Bei Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Not so good. Are the students messy?

"In the martial arts school, the teachers only like students who can fight, and basically every teacher has tattoos..." Takahashi Chihui can only say so.

Bei Yuan: "..."

"It seems to be the opposite of the literary school..."

"That's right, but I'm not worried about Kitahara-kun, I just hope that Kitahara-kun will not use too much force when fighting, otherwise it will be bad if you kill someone..." Takahashi Chihiro said to Kitahara.

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