【or snow or】magnet

The picture freezes in an eerie place.

Blood, ruins, fighting.

The air molecules were filled with a strong smell of blood, and on the large ruins, there was a whistling sound of the wind.

A headless corpse slowly walked towards him, the mobile phone in his hand was lifted up, and the font on it was reflected by the dazzling sunlight so that it was unrecognizable.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" piercing laughter spread into the eardrums overwhelmingly.

Various scenes kept popping up in his mind, and the overloaded memory severely squeezed Amano Xuehui's poor brain at this moment.

--What's this……! ——

"Ahhh!!!" He opened his eyes abruptly, seeing the familiar darkness in front of him.Amano Xuehui took a deep breath and sat up.The cold sweat fell down one by one on his forehead, and he raised his sleeve to wipe it away.

There was silence all around, and the sound of insects outside the window came faintly to the eardrums.

"Dream?" Amano Xuehui touched his heart with lingering fear.The beating there is violent and lively.He just sat on the bed for a long time trying to calm himself down.However, that picture lingered in front of his eyes again and again like a ghost.

As the corpse slowly approached, the girl laughed happily.The world that catches the eye is blood-red and dilapidated.

It all felt so real.How should I put it, it's like experiencing it myself.Thinking of this, Amano Xuehui couldn't help trembling violently.

He simply wrapped himself in a quilt: "Deus."

With this call, the scenery around the boy changed suddenly——

"Mr. Xuehui" seemed to be disturbed by Amano Xuehui, and Deus was not in a good mood.He looked down at the young man from a high position, and raised his chin to signal him to speak.

"...Deus, I've been having nightmares a lot lately." Hesitating for a while, Amano Xuehui said cautiously, "There are many scenes in the dream, although I can't remember what happened in the middle, but... the final outcome must be a Headless Corpse."

"Huh?" It seemed that he finally had a little interest, Deus raised the corner of his mouth, "Headless corpse?"

Amano Xuehui nodded and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "So Deus, is there anything you can do..."

"Oh?" Deus stopped what he was doing and stared at Amano Yuki.

"... Is there any way you can stop me from having this kind of dream?" The boy lowered his head in frustration, and scratched his hair vigorously, "It's terrible, if it goes on like this, I'm sure I won't be able to bear it."

"Can't stand it?"

"I can't sleep, and when I close my eyes recently, I dream of 'that'." Amano Xuehui stared at his toes tightly, hugging his knees helplessly.

The headless corpse seemed to appear in front of him again, and Amano Xuehui shivered violently.

If this continues, he will definitely suffer from a nervous breakdown... The young man closed his eyes weakly.

"Although I am the god in charge of time and space, I can't do anything about this kind of thing, Xuehui." Deus' words gave Amano Xuehui a heavy blow.He stared at the young man's panic-stricken face, paused for a while and continued, "Maybe you should go to the neighborhood in your dream? It's written like that on TV."

At this moment, Amano Xuehui was powerless to complain.

He opened his eyes, and the peaceful bedroom had returned to before him.Although he didn't know where it was in the dream, but——

Tomorrow, just tomorrow.

He really didn't want to continue dreaming about that kind of thing again.

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At dawn the next day, Amano Xuehui, who had spent most of the night in bed, hurried out the door.

That dream has been happening more and more frequently lately.Amano Xuehui felt that he became a little hysterical because of this.I wandered aimlessly around the city and finally hit base before the school bell rang.

"Yo, I caught up with you." Prince Kosaka said provocatively and sarcastically.Amano Xuehui replied in embarrassment that it was okay, took out his mobile phone and continued to write in his diary.

4:10, May 8 [Classroom]

found nothing

Kosaka came to find fault again.

After writing the diary, Amano Xuehui unconsciously raised his head and looked in front of his eyes.But just at this glance, he froze.

The pink-haired girl collided with his eyes.She smiled embarrassedly, then turned around as if nothing had happened.

— Just now... she was looking at me? ——Cold sweat broke out on Amano Xuehui's head.

--Why? ——

The girl's name is My Wife Yuno.A beautiful girl with excellent grades is the object of admiration for all the students in the school.

——Maybe I was thinking too much——Thinking that I have nothing good to do except darts, Amano Xuehui dispelled the thought in his mind.

That's right, the other party is a beauty that everyone likes, so it's impossible to have any thoughts about an ordinary person like him.

After school, Amano Xuehui went home as usual and went to bed on time.

But when he closed his eyes, the dream appeared again.

【That is your future, Axue~】

【I want to protect you. Now that the matter has come to this, I choose a future where you can definitely live. 】

【I will protect Axue well~ So it’s fine for Axue to be the only one around Axue, Axue~】

【I will not hand Xuehui-kun over to you. 】

【Axue~Axue~】

【Mr. Xuehui...】

——Why did I dream again, what on earth are you trying to tell me——

The scene in front of him kept changing, and finally stopped in the broken world he was most familiar with.

--That is……--

He saw the silver-haired boy approaching him.The blood on his neck stained his white shirt red in large swaths.His eyes were covered by his hair, as if he was stubbornly trying to convey something to him——

【Click】

I can't count how many times this is the first time I've seen it.However, the heart still stopped abruptly as before.Even breathing became difficult.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"The blue-purple pupils contracted violently, cold sweat dripped from his neck, and his breathing became disordered.

"Silver hair?" He spread his palms, his body still trembling.

Can't sleep, or dare not fall asleep.Amano Xuehui found Deus.

The giant god was only busy adjusting the law of cause and effect, but still answered his words from time to time.

"What do you want to do again?" Amano Xuehui looked at Deus, and the answer he got was【The world needs a little stimulation occasionally, this game is very interesting. 】

"Ah, what are you thinking again?" Amano Xuehui sighed, and habitually dug out the diary.

"Writing a diary again? Thank you for having so many things to write." The messenger Mumulu climbed onto his bed, "[I dreamed of strange things again and couldn't sleep]?—So you are so timid My guy." Amano Xuehui twitched the corner of his mouth.

"The time, place, and what happened." Amano Xuehui replied while typing in the diary, "I write down everything I see."

"Really?" Mulumlu spat a string of corn kernels into his face. "Stupid."

"No dream, no purpose. I only have this diary and the imaginary world." Xue Hui opened his eyes as he said, "I don't know what will happen in the future, so I just live aimlessly like this."

Deus didn't know when the law of karma had been completed, and he said with interest: "So, are you lonely?"

"Do not."

"But would you want to change if you could?"

"Change... Probably, no." Amano Xuehui lowered his head uncertainly.

"What about the dream, have you always cared about it?"

"..." Amano Xuehui narrowed his eyes and fell silent.

"Okay, I'll give you the future." As soon as Deus finished speaking, Amano Yuki found a text message from Deus lying on his phone.

What are you thinking—he smiled self-deprecatingly—well, never mind, it's just fantasy anyway.

For the rest of the night, Amano Xuehui didn't sleep well.Probably the only progress was that he knew that the headless corpse was a silver-haired boy.Looks like he's the same age.Can't remember what he looks like.

In this way until dawn, Amano Xuehui got up from the bed as usual and turned on the phone habitually.

"Huh?..." What is this?

4:11, April 7 [at home]

Today's dart hits the heart

In good shape.

4:11, April 7 [at home]

The news again reported about the murderer.

——Why did you write today's diary...while you were drowsy? ——Bewildered, Amano Xuehui decided not to think about such weird things for the time being.He got up and picked up the dart and hit the heart.

coincidence? ?

However, in the next few minutes, the news on the TV made his eyes widen in surprise.

Murderer? !

--how come……

He hurriedly pulled out his phone:

April 4 at 11:7 [on the way to school]

Meet Kosaka on the way.

It's rare.

4:11, May 8 [Classroom]

My wife Yuno is looking at me.

Delusion?

4:11, May 11 [Classroom]

On my wife Yuno's desk is a murumu model.

She also knows the existence of Deus?

4:11, May 16 [Classroom]

Shiraishi wants to invite me to play football

Kosaka stopped him.

——The above is all right.The following...

Coincidence, must be a coincidence!

Amano Xuehui didn't dare to think about it anymore.He recalled what Deus said last night (Okay, I'll give you the future) so it meant this?Then my wife Yuno...does she also have something like this?Amano Xuehui threw the phone on the table in a distracted manner.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, the unreasonable panic in his heart made Amano Xuehui vaguely realize that he was probably involved in some troublesome incident.

What Deus calls "fun stuff" is never something easy to get rid of.

Amano Xuehui sighed in frustration - let's not write a diary today.

Thinking of this, he left the diary at home and went out.Things really went forward as recorded in the diary.Every night that dream has been harassing him.Amano Xuehui felt that he was very unlucky.

I was harassed by diaries during the day and harmed by dreams at night.It seems that he has not had a peaceful life for a long time.

"Deus, what is that 'interesting game'?" Finally, after a week, Amano Yuki couldn't bear to question the God of Time and Space, "And this diary..."

"That's right, you can see your future diary." Deus replied quickly.

"Why, you obviously don't exist!" Amano Xuehui couldn't help shouting, "Why do you know my future!" - Deus, you are obviously just a god in my fantasy, why...?

"The word of [God], isn't it easy to live in your fantasy?" Deus easily refuted his words, "But this diary also has weaknesses. [Future Diary] is the holder itself. When the diary is destroyed, you will also Losing the future—that is, dying.”

If it was my original self, I would definitely be very excited.But... now, the uneasiness surging in his heart seemed to overwhelm him—"What about my wife Yuno, does she know of your existence, Deus?"

The giant god seemed surprised by Amano Xuehui's question: "Oh?"

"I've seen it. There is a model of Mulu Mulu on her desk." Amano Xuehui squeezed the phone excitedly, "If she is in the same situation as me, then does she also have a future diary?"

Deus stared at Amano Xuehui with a half-smile, and raised his chin to signal him to continue talking.

"If the future diary is not just me, and probably not just me and her, then you will die from the games you talked about, and destroying the future diary..." The more he said, the more frightened he became, "Could it be... Deus , are you planning to let the holders kill each other...?"

After a short moment of silence, Deus looked at Amano Xuehui with some appreciation.

"Is this your guess, Xuehui?"

"...Yes." Amano Xuehui pursed his lips tightly.

"If it was you before, you wouldn't ask me these things at all."

"Why did I get involved in this kind of thing so inexplicably." Amano Xuehui covered his head, "Obviously that dream has made me unbearable, and now I am like this... I am waiting to die."

"Xuehui, you accepted the future diary because of that dream." Deus interrupted his self-pity, "Maybe, you can use your diary to unravel the dream that troubled you."

—Why is it always like this, always like this—

Whether it's Deus' horrible games or his divorced parents, it's always happening before he's noticing.

"Damn it." Returning to reality, Amano Xuehui finally couldn't help covering his eyes.