Chapter 60

has too many questions.

Angelica felt at a loss what to do.

The bad current situation needs to be dealt with; the disappearance of abilities needs to be dealt with; the whereabouts of Jotaro Kujo need to be dealt with; the dark hands hidden in the dark need to be dealt with; and of course - my daughter's strange classmate! More needs to be dealt with!

If she had to put the myriad of things in order, Angelica decided to deal with that one first!

"Long pink hair?"

Kongtiao Xu Lun has a head of intertwined green hair. Whenever she makes a slightly larger movement, the two triangular buns on her head will swing back and forth - she has obviously tied them up very firmly. !

"There is no such person in our school."

Angelica's familiar expressionless expression appeared on the tough face that was very similar to Jotaro Kujo.

Hurrah.

very good.

Angelica could tell at a glance that Xu Lun Kujo was lying: if his face continued to be so pretentious and stiff, it would soon look exactly like the evil face of Jotaro Kujo!

There is a situation.

"Really!"

"100% sincere!"

The expression on Angelica's round face was obviously doubtful, which made Kujo Xu Lun can only raise his voice, trying to use this simple method to enhance the persuasion of his words. force.

After all, at least in the aspect of "there is no such person in the school", she definitely did not lie.

As for whether there would be such a social figure near the school, ahem, as an innocent high school student, how could she know?

Oops, oops!

Not good! Very bad!

Why does Mommy know about Anasu's existence?

Xu Lun Kujo felt like he needed oxygen: For today’s mothers, this kind of human being and this kind of daughter’s emotional experience may be too advanced!

Ah.

Angelica did not point out Kujo Xu Lun's cover-up of being unsophisticated, and silently changed the subject:

"So, are there students named Kudo Shinichi and Maori Ran in your school?"

"Yes! This is definitely true!" Kujo said Xu Lun was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, Angelica would hold on to the embarrassment just now, so he spoke quickly, "They are both famous figures in the school."

"I heard that Kudo Shinichi is very handsome. A talented detective with a smart mind, he has helped the police solve several complex cases. "

Mao Lilan is a cute and well-learned karate master. He has always been the leader of the school's karate club and is preparing to do so this year. Going on an expedition for the school."

Xu Lun, the two Kong Tiao, was not very familiar with them, but they spoke clearly and clearly, just because they received a lot of attention. Just listening to a few words discussed among her classmates was enough for her to form the image of two outstanding high school students.

Does this sound like a normal thing?

"However." Kujo Xu Lun changed the topic, "I heard that the guy named Kudo Shinichi suddenly disappeared in the past two days."

! ! !

It seems that it is not ordinary.

Angelica breathed a sigh of relief: Of course, she was not gloating about Kudo Shinichi's misfortune, but she was sighing because there was finally one thing that was the same as the original world.

In this case, it seems that the breakthrough to leave here lies with Kudo Shinichi.

"Miss Angelica, Miss Xu Lun, dinner is ready."

Sakurako Yonehara set the tableware for the mother and daughter with a smile, and stood aside very considerately, even preparing to serve them two dishes.

"Hey!"

What on earth is going on with this guy!

Doesn't she understand human speech?

Damn it...that housekeeper hired by the smelly dad is also a weird guy!

Kujo Xu Lun glanced at the empty chair next to him: "Aren't you going to eat together?"

How far would she go in insisting on that weird ritual?

"Me?" Yonehara Sakurako folded her hands in front of her, her posture was quiet and elegant, "I will take care of dinner by myself after you two have finished eating."

"What a verbose thing!" Xu Lun Kujo muttered with a frown. She slammed the table with an angry look, "Come here!"

She pulled Yonehara Sakurako over, forced her down on a chair, and rushed into the kitchen, dinging and banging. He brought out another complete set of tableware and carefully placed it in front of Yonehara Sakurako.

"It's not like making a movie..."

After a series of actions were completed, she started eating without raising her head: Don't tell me, this Miss Yonehara's craftsmanship is quite good. She has excellent cooking skills and very reliable housekeeping skills... hum... she is really an all-round "maid"!

"Let's go together."

Angelica finally got rid of the momentary entanglement and showed an infectious smile to Yonehara Sakurako, who had a dull expression.

A sweet smile appeared on that cute and delicate little face, Yonehara Sakurako almost suffocated for a moment - as if her breath was taken away by the beauty.

Involuntarily, Yonehara Sakurako picked up the tableware and joined the dining team.

That's how it should be.

Seeing this scene, Angelica and Xu Lun Kujo showed a satisfied smile.

.

There were so many things to do, Angelica decided to think through them carefully before taking action.

The study is still the same study, and the furnishings are still the same.

Everything was exactly the same as Angelica's study. Even if she deliberately tried to find differences, she finally came to the conclusion that the chair looked much higher.

In fact, the chair did not become taller, but Angelica became significantly shorter.

[Staring——]

After trying to sit on the chair many times to no avail, Angelica stared at the chair faintly, and finally had to make a choice that went against her will - she started to try to climb.

After climbing onto the chair, Angelica discovered that the desks and cabinets that had been perfectly designed based on her body data were so tall and big that she couldn't handle them with just one small arm.

[Boom——]

She finally got on the chair, but reached out to open the drawer, but she was in trouble again. Relying on the weight of her whole body, she fell backward suddenly, and then opened the drawer.

Angelica, who had no strength to push the drawer back, could only helplessly watch it fall to the ground under the influence of gravity.

Notepad, this is it!

A familiar cover appeared in front of Angelica's eyes. When her fingers touched the cover, the familiar touch made her feel a little dazed - it was true, virtual and real... the reality I pursued. Is it [the truth]? Or is now the real [truth]?

The face of the world is always changing, maybe I just have never really seen its true face.

……

really weird.

Angelica was startled by her weird thoughts, and she subconsciously turned over a page - it was completely blank.

Not just the first page, but every page of this notebook is completely blank.

This is a completely blank notebook that has never been used.

However, it looks so old, as if it has been left for decades, maybe even longer.

The first time Angelica opened the notepad, she decided: this was not her notepad.

This small difference made her feel like a stranger in a foreign land again.

The pen holder on the table is still placed in the same position, but now the distance from the center of the desk is far longer than Angelica's current arm.

Angelica supported the table with one hand, pressing almost half of her body on the table. She stretched out her arms, and every finger seemed to be exerting force. Then she finally touched the pen cap from the pen holder, and took an oil-based pen nearby. Pen.

The pen holder, which was originally a moderately sized pen, was now so round that it was difficult for her to hold it - of course, this might also be due to Angelica's chubby palms.

"Huh?"

The inappropriate stationery made Angelica write very slowly, almost word by word.

Because of this, she unexpectedly discovered the special feature of the notepad: all the words written were disappearing bit by bit at an unhurried speed.

It's like the blank paper is a monster that specializes in swallowing pen and ink. Every word that falls on the paper becomes its prey.

"Strange."

Angelica watched helplessly as her deformed handwriting became less and less, and finally they all disappeared, as if they didn't exist on the notepad in the first place.

To verify, she picked up the pen and wrote another line.

This time, the notepad, which had been completely exposed, ignored it and sped up, "eating" all the new handwriting in the blink of an eye.

Alright alright.

Angelica is also a little unsure now: Is this notebook really not my original one?

If the original notepad also had such [characteristics], it would be quite natural for it to be completely blank when I opened it.

The philosophical thinking that appeared inexplicably the moment she opened the notepad; the "greed" displayed on the blank paper after opening the notepad made Angelica clearly realize: this notepad definitely has secrets.

[Stare——]

Angelica sighed, put down the pen, and then supported her heavy head with her palms: It’s really strange, why after becoming a child, her neck suddenly felt very fragile and her head became extremely heavy?

Well.

When the soft cheek touched the palm of her hand, Angelica couldn't help but rub it: It's no wonder that little Xu Lun always looks at my face covetously, it really feels so good... As long as I have touched it, it will be like " Don’t quit!

"Are you able to communicate?"

Angelica suddenly asked without starting to finish, and the object of the question was the notepad spread out in front of her eyes, and she regained her composure once again.

Five minutes passed, and there was no movement on the notepad, as if nothing happened.

Alright alright.

It seems that asking direct questions is a very unwise and stupid approach.

She could only puff up her cheeks, pick up the pen again, and write slowly on the paper -

[Are you able to communicate? ]

There were no earth-shattering changes as imagined, but this time, the notepad did not impatiently eat all the writing like before. Until Angelica finished writing the last stroke, the crooked ink marks still remained on the page.

very good.

It seems this method of communication works.