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ck covers, and it was impossible to judge the content from the outside, so it didn’t matter to pick up any one. So he took a book from the shelf casually, then turned his head and glanced at the sky again, he was still reading and drinking coffee there, completely ignoring himself.

“What a weird guy,” Ikeda muttered in a low voice and opened the book in his hand.
The first page is a blank sheet of paper. Turn to the second page, with the title of the book written on the center.
It was three words written in green ink that made people look uncomfortable-Ikeda Nozomi.
“My name?” Ikeda got goosebumps in an instant, and said to his heart: “Is it a coincidence? A prank? A TV station’s prank show?”
He turned a few pages back. Except for the title of the book, the other words were in satisfactory black typography, but the content almost made Ikeda scream out in fright.
“People like Dad, let’s go to death.”
“Mipuna bastard, I really want to push him downstairs.”
“I want to be a popular boy like Fujita.”
Ikeda flipped through the contents quickly, his face gradually filled with horror and shame, until he read about two-thirds of the entire book, the following contents were interrupted, and only dozens of pages of white paper were left.
And the last two lines are: “Is it a coincidence? A prank? The TV station’s whole person show?” and “How is it possible?!”
Tianyi finally put aside the book in his hand, took a sip of coffee, and then turned to look at Ikeda: “Put the book back, let’s talk about a sale.”
Ikeda trembled, hesitated, his instinctive fear of incomprehensible things, and the feeling of not wanting to let go of a book full of his own “voices”, made him struggle, and he did not act according to Tianyi’s words for a while.
Tianyi sighed: “Put down the book and come over, otherwise I will chop you up and feed the pigs.”
Ikeda compromised. He put the book back on the shelf, remembering the location, and then nervously walked toward Tianyi’s desk.
Tianyi smiled so fake that it couldn’t be faked: “Ku