vI'm a cornerstone, I'm here to kidnap the robin

"Miss Saturday, why are you here?"

Looking at the singer who suddenly appeared in front of him, Jeremy asked with some confusion, but his body consciously set the table for her.

He remembered that the dream master said that Miss Saturday was a little tired from using the power of the messenger and had gone to rest.

"I heard you were looking for me, so of course I came to see you... Do you mind sharing it with me?"

"My pleasure."

Hearing Jeremy's answer, Saturday smiled.

Have a couple's meal with Mr. Jeramy and win!

and……

Saturday gently rubbed his fingertips, and some kind of dust that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye quietly spread and fell onto the meal in front of the two people.

Those dust particles are so tiny that even if they are noticed by sharp eyes, they will just be mistaken for some powder dust floating from the scratch-off paper.

But as long as he eats this, Mr. Jeremy will have no choice but to follow him to Chaolu Mansion.

Thank you very much, Miss Xing, for bringing Mr. Jeramy to this place for me.

Saturday cast a grateful look at the gray-haired Star Core Spirit beside him...she was still scratching the lottery ticket.

Volume 104: The Future of Jeramy and Miss Singer

"I can't believe you can actually get him here, Chicken Wing Girl."

The familiar Chaolu Mansion, the familiar basement, the Fireworks Doll looked at Jeremy who was breathing steadily on the bed, and there was a rare hint of surprise in his voice.

Although she had previously suggested to the Universal Singer that they simply tie the little spider up and take it home, she had never expected that he would actually do so.

Of course, if Hanabi knew that this wasn't the first time Miss Singer had done this and that she was already very familiar with the craft, her expression might have become even more interesting.

However, Hanabi was still a little curious about what methods Robin used to make Jeremy, who was obviously very strong in fighting, surrender.

"You drugged him?"

"Tried, failed."

Saturday nodded and frankly admitted that she had planned to use that dishonorable method, but unfortunately, the effect was not as good as she had imagined.

"Perhaps it's because of his special physique, or perhaps it's because Mr. Jeremy is an expert in using toxins, so the drug has no effect on him at all."

Speaking of this, Saturday rubbed his stomach a little depressed, and a slight feeling of fullness came from it.

In order to prevent Jeremy from noticing the presence of the powders, she specifically chose the kind with mild properties and slow onset, and was prepared to wait patiently.

However, after she finished the fifth set meal with Jeremy, the singer gradually understood.

It’s not that the medicine takes effect too slowly, but that the medicine I took didn’t work at all.

"Then how did you get him like this? Just knock him out?"

Black Swan placed her white fingertips on the side of Jeramy's neck, feeling his steady pulse, which showed no signs of fatigue or injury.

"I just used Constantina's power to sing him a lullaby. I didn't expect it to be so effective. It seems Mr. Jeremy is completely defenseless against me."

Looking at Jeramy's peaceful sleeping face, Saturday's face rarely showed a trace of shame.

In fact, she herself had never thought that a lullaby could be so effective.

In her original plan for Saturday, she had prepared to use a lullaby to make Jeramy relax his guard, and then use Constantina's power to gently knock him out.

Although the actual operation was much easier than the Chinese medicine she had imagined on Saturday, it was precisely because of this unexpected success that she felt guilty.

Taking advantage of Jeremy's unguarded trust in her made Saturday feel uneasy.

Quietly pinching his fingertips, Saturday pursed his lips lightly, and finally thought of a way to get rid of that guilt.

The retracted halo reappeared above the Universal Singer's head, the hidden wings quietly spread out, and the low-key and restrained long skirt on her body turned back into a gorgeous dress for singing.

The robin clasped his hands together and murmured to Jeramy's sleeping face.

"Mr. Jeremy, the one who lied to you was Saturday, not the robin. If you're unhappy, punish her after you wake up..."

The Masked Fool from the Tavern and the Rememberer from the Flowing Memory Court looked at the robin, not knowing whether to shirk responsibility or to deceive himself, and both felt speechless for a moment.

Is this the Son of Harmony that was noticed by [Harmony] Shipe? You Pinocchios really know how to have fun.

Ignoring the complicated emotions of the two people behind him, the robin suppressed the slight guilt on his face and turned to face the black swan.

"Rememberer, begin. Use the Liuguang Yiting technology to help me enter Mr. Jeramy's dream. I will use harmonious music to cover up the ever-noisy insect chirping, allowing him to regain the power to comfort his dreams."

"Since it's Miss Singer's request, I'm certainly willing to serve. However, would this go against Mr. Jeramy's wishes?"

Black Swan took out a divination card, but there was no pattern on the card, as if it was shrouded in a thick fog.

Entering other people's dreams is not a difficult thing for black swans.

No one in the universe can match Liuguang Yiting's use of memory essence. Even Pinoconi, which was built in the Asdena galaxy rich in memory essence, cannot compete with Liuguang Yiting in this regard.

In the past, Black Swan might not have asked this question.

For the rememberers of Liuguang Yiting, entering someone else's dream without even saying hello is a very common thing. Sometimes, when using the state of oblivion to transfer, deviations are inevitable, and the landing point changes from the destination to someone else's dream.

But the situation this time is special after all. It is not an accident, nor even an uninvited one, but a premeditated action by accomplices.

No matter which civilization has a sound judicial system, this behavior would be considered an invasion of privacy.

"Perhaps. I'm not going to try to cover it up by saying it's for his own good. It's just that I've personally experienced the feeling of using harmonious music to soothe the chirping of insects, and I know how difficult it is to endure that kind of noise all the time."

The robin stretched out its white fingertips and gently smoothed Jerami's brow, which had been quietly furrowed at some point, as if he was enduring a nightmare.

She had said this to herself when she was talking to the lady named Kafka at Liumeng Reef before.

[Jerami's King's Certificate is supported by a breeding heart. While it grants him near-immortality, it also leaves his soul plagued by the noisy chirping of insects. Back when he was in the Star Core Hunters, he needed my Word Spirit Technique to fall asleep peacefully. If possible, I hope you can help him resolve this problem.]

The robin lowered his eyes slightly, then opened them again after a moment, as if he had made up his mind.

"I just discussed this with Mr. Jeramy. He sees the chirping of insects as proof of his past, but I don't think reminiscing about the past requires such self-deprecation... Let's begin. If Mr. Jeramy gets angry, I'll apologize to him sincerely, whether in a dream or in reality. If he resists, I'll help him remove the music."

"Since you are already prepared, I have no right to make any comments."

He placed the divination card in his hand against Jeremy's forehead, and a moment later a white and black spider pattern was printed on one side of the card.

Black Swan handed the card with the other side without a pattern printed on it to Robin, and asked her to put the other side on her forehead as she had just done to Jeremy.

Soon, a divination card with a white and black spider printed on one side and a blue and purple harmonious dove printed on the other side was completed.

The card with flowing memory was suspended in the air. As Black Swan activated a certain technology of Liuguang Memory Court, the card, which was originally only the size of a palm, gradually became a door that was large enough for two people to pass through side by side.

"Please, Miss Singer, I will go in with you."

Looking at the door in front of him, a hint of anticipation appeared on Black Swan's face.

This is a technique used in Liuguang Yiting to enter the deep dreams of others. Even she has only had a few experiences of using it. After all, not everyone's dream can arouse the curiosity of this rememberer from Liuguang Yiting to explore in depth.

Jeremy, who is somewhat connected with nothingness and has an inextricable bond with reproduction, is undoubtedly one of the people that Black Swan is most interested in.

"Although you've seen a glimpse of his past in that dream bubble before, this time may be the first time you've truly entered his heart."

The robin nodded, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and walked in.

After watching the two disappear through the door, the Fireworks doll, which had been silent the whole time and had rarely begun to lower its presence, suddenly had eyes that should have remained unchanged, but suddenly became lively.

[Drip—drip—drip—]

A sound similar to a bomb countdown was heard, and a moment later the cute firework doll suddenly exploded after a slight sound. The flying catkins raised some dust and mist, temporarily covering an area.

When the dust gradually dissipated, a pair of white legs that seemed to be tied up with red ropes suddenly appeared on the chair where the Fireworks doll was originally placed.

The bright red skirt gradually appeared, and the Masked Fool from the tavern somehow appeared in this basement instead of his own doll.

Looking at the door standing in the room, which was still a little bit open, and then looking at Jeremy breathing evenly on the soft bed, a somewhat impudent smile appeared on the Fool's face.

Reaching out, she gently closed the door, which still had a slight gap. Hua Huo slowly loosened her hand, and a dream bubble silently emerged in her palm.

"Well, Your Majesty, the opportunity you've been waiting for has finally arrived. Now that the portal to this little spider's dreamland is wide open, you probably have a lot to say to him."

Slowly pacing beside the bed, Hanabi's voice was filled with resentment and emotion.

"According to your Majesty's instructions, I made a special trip to find this little spider to give riddles, modify the contents of the dream bubble, test the chicken-winged boy's intentions, and encourage the chicken-winged girl to explore his deeper dreams, all for this moment... Alas, Master Hanabi has been working so hard lately. It's really all my fault."

"But this trip wasn't in vain. From now on, Hanabi-sama can call herself one of the saviors. Not many Masked Fools in the tavern have this honor. I think you can use this title to fool more people and have more fun."

Putting the dream bubble on Jeremy's forehead and watching it gradually sink into the boy's eyebrows, the usually heartless Hanabi also felt a rare sense of relief.

In order to give this dream bubble to Jeremy, she went through a lot of trouble. After all, His Majesty had repeatedly warned her not to let Spider-Man know about this.

As an elder, he really took great pains to prevent his younger generations from having any psychological burden.

Having finally achieved the purpose of coming to Pinocchio, Hanabi slumped down in the chair somewhat relaxed, her carefree smile also relaxing a little.

What happens next is not her business.

........................

In a dark alley somewhere in Pinocchio's reality, a figure passed by like a ghost. If it weren't for the waste paper ball rolling gently on the ground, there might not be any trace to prove that the shadow had passed by here.

A moment later, another swift and steady pair of footsteps came over, chasing in the direction the shadow had left.

The Omen Vanguard, wrapped in a black robe and wearing a bone mask, kept galloping, occasionally looking back at the dark figure chasing him relentlessly.

A bronze-colored, pitch-black long sword was held in the palm of the figure. The sword was covered with fragmented lines, and when it passed through the air, it would leave a bright scarlet color like a Lycoris radiata.

Ever since Liumeng Reef was overwhelmed by the swarm of insects and he barely escaped, he has been hunted by them.

He had no idea how this expressionless murderer managed to lock onto his position. Every time he tried hard to shake him off, he would be targeted again not long after.

It was as if he was just the prey, and the other party was the hunter who caught the turtle in the jar in the huge Pinocchio.

Ren held the broken sword in his hand, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, which were like burning red candles, as if he had already seen the end of his prey.

And the fact is indeed so. In the script that has already been determined, the prey named Doom Vanguard will lose its life at the next corner.

A purple spider web was woven in mid-air at some point, blocking the path of the Doom Vanguard exactly.

The Omen Vanguard who was being hunted felt his limbs sink, as if being controlled by something, and his speed was greatly slowed down.

And at the moment of delay, the person who had been chasing him was already chasing him, wielding a scarlet sword of death.

"Burial on the other side!"

The scarlet sword light was like a blooming Lycoris radiata, almost splitting the body of the Evil Vanguard in half.

Just as he was about to raise the bone blade to block, the sounds of submachine guns rang out one after another, and all the bullets pierced into the wounds created by the blade without any deviation, causing severe pain and making his body feel heavy.

Then, a purple blade pierced out from the shadows at a tricky angle, nailing his body to the wall.

"Elliot, why are you..."

Looking at the black cat lying on the shoulder of the purple woman who attacked him, the voice of the Omen Vanguard was filled with confusion.

As a follower of the same end, he couldn't think of any reason why the other party would attack him.

"Because you hurt that child and nearly put two other children in danger."

Kafka spoke, her deep purple eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and her tone was soft but without any emotion.

"Although that was condoned within the script, it doesn't mean the Star Core Hunters won't retaliate."

Without any intention of continuing to talk nonsense, Kafka exerted force with her wrist, and the long knife that had pierced into his ribs drew a neat arc, splitting him in half from the left rib to the right shoulder, and also causing his head to fall completely to the ground.

Looking at the corpse of the Omen Vanguard, Kafka shook off the blood on her long sword, and the unhappiness in her heart dissipated a lot.

Ren stared at the corpse on the ground. After confirming that the other party was dead, he put away his sword, used professional tools to set the corpse on fire, and began to destroy the evidence.

No one noticed that in the severed head of the Doom Vanguard, a bug as big as a gravel silently drilled out of his brain, crawled out of his eye socket, and sank into the ground.

"Kafka, what should we do next?"

"Wait, wait until Jeramy absorbs the remains of the body bred by Pinocchio according to the script, wait until he and the singer part ways, standing opposite each other for their respective ideals and fighting each other."

"And we go help him?"

"...Yes, go help him...collect the body."

ps: Recommend the book "Do you want to pick me up and take me home too?"

Yuga Ritsu, whose parents died at a young age, lived a life of a gigolo who was picked up by a beautiful aunt every now and then and then kicked out.

He has lived in Sayuri Sawamura's house for two years. He thought this was the last time, but he was found out by Eriri and kicked out.

Yuga Ritsu, who was kicked out of the house again, imagined what the next beautiful aunt who picked him up would be like.

But it seems that this time is completely different from the past, beautiful aunt?