"Actually, I have a wisp of consciousness fighting the devil in the magic world. As long as I defeat the devil, I can save the princess and get the title of warrior." Karasuma Gaki looked up at Kirihara and said with a smile,

"Last time, I was not good at learning and was accidentally injured by the devil. Fortunately, I ran fast! Although I was injured this time, I ran faster than last time! It shows that I am making rapid progress and I will be able to successfully defeat the devil soon."

"Really...really? What does the devil look like? Does he have two horns on his head? Does he look very fierce?" Kirihara, who still believes that there is Santa Claus in the world, looks at Karasuma Gaki with big eyes.

"No horns, small tiger teeth, looks like an elementary school student, very short, flat chested, but super strong." He made it up. He can't survive a single move under the hands of the devil prince, right?

"Flat... flat chest?" Liu caught the key word, although he knew that Agaki was lying to Kirihara, "Is the Demon King a woman?"

"Look at you, you have a stereotype, the Demon King is a woman."

"Then why did she capture the princess?" Niou also joined the discussion.

"The princess is the leader of the elves and the Holy Father. The elves are the cancer of the magic world, so the Demon King captured him and wanted to imprison him. Although they are evil and bad guys, who made my clearance task to save the princess?"

"The princess is a man?! Is it my stereotype?" Sanada couldn't help but speak, with a tone full of doubt.

"How can you help the evil! The Demon King is the good guy!" Bunta was drawn into the story told by Karasuma Gaki.

"Don't worry! After getting the title, I will kill the princess with my own hands!" You have to make it up yourself. Why did Bunta take him seriously when telling a story?

"I will take the princess's head and explain to the devil. I will use it as a betrothal gift to marry the devil's granddaughter and reach the pinnacle of life from now on! Hahahahahahahahaha" Karasuma Gaki began to laugh.

"? You are not yet an adult! What are you thinking about?" Niou opened his mouth to break Karasuma Gaki's fantasy. This kid made up stories and his brain was broken.

"Hehe, what is the devil's granddaughter like?" Yukimura asked with a smile.

"Pure white long hair, pure white skin and heavenly beauty, three braids, and various special skills..."

"So you like this type of girl."

"...Not really, I made it up..."

"What?! Are all the things you said just now false?!" Kirihara Akaya, who was immersed in admiration, suddenly heard the bad news and didn't even call him a respectful title.

"Hahahahaha."

"You are so mean! Senior Gaki!" Kirihara complained with a pout. He had already engraved the image of the devil and the cool scene of the fight in his mind!

In the other ward, after Shirley woke up, the medical staff found her. She was in a separate ward. After all, she was struck by lightning, and they all saved her!

This is a good example to promote the hospital! How could she be placed in a crowded ordinary ward for observation!

They specially upgraded her to a VIP ward, and did not charge her any extra money, so that it would be convenient to observe her condition.

Several doctors surrounded Shirley, "Little girl, are you feeling unwell?"

Shiho Miyano sat up and looked at the people in white coats surrounding her blankly. What were they talking about? Why was she here? Wasn't she studying abroad in America? Where was this place?

"Little girl?" Seeing that she didn't respond, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "Can you hear me? Can you speak?"

Is this child dumb? Too pitiful.

Shiho Miyano looked up blankly. The people in front of her were speaking Japanese. Was this Neon Country? "How could this happen?"

She had no idea what was going on? She only remembered that she was still in elementary school in America. She was smart and was already in the sixth grade at the age of seven.

She had a cold personality and was not surrounded by people of the same age. She usually stayed alone when going to and from school and eating.

The organization rented a house for her outside and hired several people to take care of her life to ensure that she could devote herself to studying.

Every month, the organization would transfer a large sum of money to her account for her living expenses. The organization would also help her pay tuition. Sometimes her sister would be brought to America by the organization to accompany her.

Miyano Shiho glanced at the doctors surrounding her. Wasn't she in America? Why did she seem to be in a hospital in Japan?

Sister...

"Where... is this?" Miyano Shiho asked weakly, taking advantage of her young age.

"This is the Mika Hospital. You were struck by lightning last night and were sent to our hospital for emergency treatment. If you feel any discomfort, please tell us." A female doctor stood up and spoke to her gently.

It was really Japan. How could she suddenly return to Japan? Was it the organization that sent her back? She was stillGoing to school in America.

Wait! Was she struck by lightning? !

Shiho Miyano covered her head, as if a blurry veil was covering her mind. It was rainy, night, and lightning. The scene of lightning and thunder flashed through her mind, as if it was right in front of her.

The memory became blurred, and the scene and situation could not be accurately recalled.

My head hurts, "It hurts, my head hurts!" Shiho Miyano covered her head and hunched over.

The doctor gave her analgesics to relieve her symptoms.

"Do you remember your name? Do you remember your family?"

Shiho Miyano mumbled, "Shiho Miyano..., I have a sister named Akemi Miyano, who is in junior high school at Teitan."

"Your..." The doctor did not ask, but only mentioned a sister who was still in junior high school, so the parents were probably gone.

"My parents died a long time ago." Gin was her guardian in name only, but they had never met. He would only call the housekeeper when he transferred money. Gin rarely came to America, let alone visit her.

She had only heard his voice on the phone, cold and scary, and she was a little afraid of him.

She didn't want to call Gin over. Her subconscious told her that she couldn't let Gin find her.

She turned her head and saw a desk calendar on the table next to the bed, with 1995 written on it.

There was also a desk calendar in Karasuma Gaki's ward, with 2014 written on it.

Each lived his own time.

Miyano Shiho's pupils shrank suddenly, and she sat up abruptly, "It's 1995 now?!"

"Yes."

Miyano Shiho stretched out her hand and looked at her hand, "Is there a mirror?"

"... This, little sister, it's better not to look in the mirror now, wait until you recover." The doctor kindly protected the little girl's little heart.

"How old am I?" She was 7, but she should have been 18 in 1995.

"Should be 7 or 8?" The doctor was a little speechless. Was he testing her eyesight?

Did she travel to the future? So she would be struck by lightning? Traveled to the future with a 7-year-old body? What about Miyano Shiho in this time and space?

Then the sister in this time and space is now an adult! Can she directly leave the organization in this way and use another identity.

"Miyano Shiho? Really? Because the person who sent you here was a passerby, and your information has not been registered yet." The doctor took a pen and looked up to confirm her name with her.

"Miyano Shihu, shihu, not shiho." She wanted to escape from the organization, she wanted to change her name, she disappeared from that world, this world, she didn't want to be involved with the organization anymore.

...

Miyano Shihu found out that her sister in this world, Miyano Akemi, was dead. She committed suicide in a warehouse because she robbed a bank of 1 billion yen.

That's what the newspaper said. It said Hirota Masami. She could recognize the photo as her older sister when she grew up.

Miyano lost her father and ran away from the hospital. She didn't completely save her world consciousness, so she was able to enter Dr. Agasa's house.

Dr. Agasa, who was soft-hearted, took in this child who was struck by lightning and had no place to go.

He sent her to the first grade of Teitan Elementary School. She said that she was controlled by an organization before and had been studying non-stop since she could remember.

At the age of 7, she had learned the sixth grade curriculum. I hope he can live an ordinary elementary school life in Teitan Elementary School.

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