Alice's Dream Club

Satisfying one's own pleasure by committing crimes has the same concept and form as when encountering extremely embarrassing things, you can only choose to break the pot, once you start, you can't stop at all.

And "badness" will become another explanation for cute girls: black belly.

So of course Alice's teasing will not stop so easily.

After receiving Lynch's uncertain speculation about the mother-child relationship, Alice nodded knowingly.

"Since master, you said that the last thing you went back was to create the concept of time and space in the void space, then the conjectures of the second king and the eldest lady at that time are basically proved..."

"……What?"

"You are Megami Tensei~"

Hearing this, Lynch sighed, and Lynch pinched Alice's face and was devastated.

Of course, there are many ways to fight back, the best way is to infer based on the existing information: Lynch is Alice's father.

But in the end, he still chose to ravage Alice's face as an emotional relief. After all, this method was within the scope of her maid's duties and would not lead to a sudden sudden death.

Let go of his hand, Lynch sighed: "I'll try to die a few more times, I don't know if I can continue this backtracking scene, if I can continue, I can figure out other follow-up scenes The specific situation and the relationship between you and me."

"Honestly, I don't recommend it."

"How do you say?" Lynch raised his eyebrows, "I'm really running out of life to continue the level?"

"No, no," Alice frowned and shook her head. "It's too troublesome to collect your corpse, and you have to guard the corpse. The most important thing is not to die every time, which makes people feel frustrated."

Lynch: "..."

Forget it, it's a good thing to have an active personality, and I'm used to it...

After Alice made the bed, the two of them left the bedroom together. When they came to the corner of the hanging terrace, they happened to meet the Second King. She seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and caught a glimpse of Alice's somewhat messy hairstyle because of the ravages just now. Shi suddenly widened his eyes and covered his face and exclaimed.

"Oh my god! Boss, are you finally attacking your employees?"

"I……"

"It's not easy... Finally, I look like a normal man..."

"dtmd!"

No matter how much the second generation is, the son of a god can't escape Lynch, the god's appointment. Without exception, she paid a heavy price for her mouth - her hairstyle was also ravaged by Lynch and turned into a chicken coop.

Just after giving the Second Emperor a lesson, honestly wanted to ask her what was waiting for her, but Mu Xinyi appeared in the corridor with sleepy eyes.

Seeing the fluffy and messy hairstyles of the two, he also noticed the pile of tattered but blood-stained sheets and bedding in Alice's arms.

After a few seconds of immersion, she expressed her sincere admiration to the three of them.

"The three of you worked really hard last night."

Well, the third chicken nest head was born after this sentence.

During the short walk to the kitchen, the other two girls who deliberately misunderstood the situation also simply learned the details.

Sniffing his nose, Er Shi jumped up and down with a smile: "Hey~ I don't know whether I should complain about the boss bleeding too much, or I should first lament that your retrospective method is amazing."

"Is the Second King skinnier than before?" Mu Xinyi tilted her head and looked at the girl who was indeed becoming more lively.

"Maybe we broke our brains yesterday." Alice walked out of the kitchen, and she had to get rid of the bedding and sheets before cooking. "After all, her head got stuck on the door panel at the end."

Originally, Lynch thought that the second generation would quibble and explain, but this sister gave a more terrifying counterattack.

"Disabled children have wide thinking, and mentally handicapped children have more fun. Do you have any opinions? Anyway, the essence of the complete body is a fool. If you bully me together in the future, I will go to the Disabled Persons' Federation and sue you for bullying vulnerable groups."

Three people: "..."

Lasgrace was also in the kitchen when they got rid of the garbage and went back to the kitchen to cook.

Her sleepiness was worse than Mu Xinyi's, and she exuded a strong industrial atmosphere: last night, it was estimated that this sister drank too much industrial alcohol.

Lynch happened to continue serving alcohol to others, and the Valkyrie lady also continued to pour alcohol into her mouth without refusing to come.

This person really interpreted the word "wholesome" to the fullest.

While refilling Lasgrace's glass, Lynch asked the Second King, "I've been waiting on the hanging platform for so long, what's the matter?"

"I originally wanted to report the sensory evaluation of the fight between Alice and I when you died yesterday," the second king twitched his nose, looking forward to the food on the stove, "but hearing your dream rewind, I also Added some report content."

"Let's talk one by one."

"Um."

After stroking his thoughts, II went straight to the core.

"First of all, I can be sure that there is at least 80% similarity in combat between Alice and Song of the Dead. The remaining 20-30% is that Alice will keep her hand, and Song of the Dead is like hitting me to death.

"This similarity is reflected in the way of using power and fighting style, such as time and space imprisonment, mind invasion, annihilation, etc. If there are no special circumstances, the form of energy radiation will never be used.

"At the same time, I also worked hard on coercion. Although the coercion from chaos is different from the pressure released by Alice during the battle, no matter how I fight Death Song, I have a kind of face-to-face The magical feeling of an Alice who won't hold back, as if I were fighting a totally confused Alice."

After thinking about it, she rolled her eyes.

"Well, it was actually unilaterally beaten..."

"In other words, according to the current known information, Alice can basically define a range?"

Mu Xinyi took over the conversation.

"She has at least the potential to be some kind of embodiment of a goddess."

"Yes," the second affirmed, "she must have a direct connection with my mother, but now I don't know how far it is directly, especially after the boss's memory backtracking appeared, this direct connection has become more complicated. Good factors to draw conclusions.”

Russ Grace was still sorting out the information she got in the morning.

In the end, she gave up treatment.

"The relationship between the three of you is really messed up..."

To be honest, Lynch also thinks so. At first, Lynch was Goddess Reincarnation, and later Lynch was Alice's cub, and Alice was the closest appearance to the goddess. As a result, with memory backtracking and comparison, Lynch had another It may be a sign of the maker of Alice, and now there is a completely clueless female image out of thin air...

Do you think it's a mess?

Um?

female?

Startled suddenly, Lynch rubbed his chin and said, "If the memories I retrieved are all true, then do you think it's possible that that inexplicable woman is the predecessor of Death Song?"

"It's possible, and it's not likely," the Second Emperor sighed softly. "Boss, can you simulate the back view you saw? This is the second thing I said."

No nonsense, Lynch immediately imitated the woman's back.

The image is very vague, but at least it can be determined that it is definitely not the adult version of the Second King or any of the women present.

However, at this moment, the Second Emperor showed a very strange smile.

"Tsk, it's thanks to the boss that you are so blinded to observe this image, otherwise it would be difficult to correspond."

Lynch: "...?"

Facing everyone's confused eyes, the Second King took out the silver pendant.

The closed lid was flipped up, and the photo of the Second Emperor taking a group photo with others came into sight.

She moved her finger to the blurred figure, and there was no need to say anything, everyone present knew what she said just now - the photo and the simulated image were almost identical in figure!

"The woman in the photo has always been a mystery for which we have no clues, and now it almost corresponds: this woman, that is, the boss you saw in the backtracking, is the goddess herself."

The identity of the second king is the child of the goddess, and this pendant is a photo of the second king and his mother.

If the two are the same person, then II's conclusion is absolutely convincing and authoritative.

"You can't determine your identity just because of the vague image, right?" Lasgrace frowned, "When I drink too much, everyone looks like a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and..."

"Don't look at me, it doesn't matter if I take off my glasses," Mu Xinyi said with a helpless smile, "I have plain glasses."

Rasgrace: "..."

"It's true that I can't say for sure, but first of all, everyone in the club who can be related is present, and my fragmentary memory also tells me that no one else will pop up out of nowhere.

"Then the photos always have to be taken by someone, and the boss's retrospective memory fragments just correspond to the number of people, me, my mother, and the people who took the photos.

"So it's hard for me not to match that blurred figure with my mother in this photo. As for the baby..."

After a pause, II pointed to himself.

"I don't think it's the boss, it should be me."

No one interrupted II to express his views at this time.

"Otherwise, you can't explain why the boss has a non-baby vision. This is not a dream, but a shallow record in the brain. It must have happened to the body to have this kind of presentation."

After thinking about it, Mu Xinyi rubbed her temples and let out a long sigh similar to Lasgrace's: "I can't take it anymore, the relationship between you is really getting more and more chaotic."

In short, now the key to solving the mystery has shifted to himself, Lynch did not hesitate, and walked out of the kitchen while loading the gun.

"Collect the body for me later, and I'll try again."

Afterwards, intermittent gunshots came from the corridor outside the door, and he returned to the kitchen with a sad face until the breakfast was over.

"No, I don't know if it's a matter of utilitarianism, no matter how much it looks like last night's attempt, I can't see anything useful anymore."

Lynch's lack of harvest means that the clues that have been strung together and can almost reach the truth are completely broken.

But at the moment of stalemate, Lynch caught a glimpse of the pendant on the table from the corner of his eye.

Or rather in the photo.

After picking up the pendant and observing it carefully, he slapped his thigh suddenly.

"You all come with me."