Once upon a time, when I stood on the balcony outside the living room and rested, I would feel like I would point to the moon and speak; that quietness and peace have long become a past carried away by the torrent of time.

I remember my parents said that if you point to the moon, you will be cursed and your tongue will be taken away by the demon at night, but if you wait for the demon at night, you will end in failure.

Perhaps the devil is also afraid of himself like that. Children's curiosity is always full of mystery and strange ideas.

There is a legend about the headless knight in Ireland, which is a more reliable story than the Valhalla.

A headless knight will stand in a headless carriage and drive past the house at night, and will sprinkle the bucket of blood in his hands on the person who sees him, and then the man will be cursed, and the headless knight will take his soul away the next night.

If I hadn't had this mobile phone, I would have been with the cursed villagers.

But is it a good thing to predict the future? Not necessarily, nor can it be certain. Yuru Miyain is confused about her future, but she also firms her desire to kill the gods.

The hollowness in the left eye is a bit like seeing the man in front of him having his neck broken, his spine broken, his trachea broken, and he died of "drowning" on the air-filled ground. His brain cannot make a judgment on the status quo.

The mobile phone in your arms can predict the future, so it cannot change the past.

The stinky brat was killed, something he could see with his own eyes and could even feel.

The smell of blood, the sound of gasps, the wet clothes touched and the trembling like insects.

Judging from the situation just now, with my own judgment, this brat must be one of the holders. If so, his death will also be beneficial to him.

One less enemy.

One less enemy on the battlefield means more hope of survival, but... Is the previous action of escaping from the residence to attract those people to repaid his life?

Thinking turned into boiling water torture Yuru Miyain's brain. Her weak eyes opened her right eye and looked at Natsume, who was stabbed by Kasuga No Tsubasa.

Almost all the tips of the dagger were immersed in the body, and the skin of the sharp blade and the pierced internal organs had probably caused heavy bleeding.

Yuru Miyain knows a lot of first aid knowledge, and faces people who are about to die but cannot do anything unless they appear in a miracle, that is, the blade only pierces the outer muscle tissue and does not hurt other important internal organs.

The sound of the human body being broken continued. My wife Yuno, who was protecting Amano Yuki, who ran out of the door, forced the remaining believers who wanted to rush up with a knife.

It seemed that he had discovered the "evil" escape. Even if the Pingpan Huangquan was a little unsteady, he slowly got up from the ground.

"Justice must defeat all evil."

Unlike obsession, this can be said to be a nearly crazy poisoning of "eliminating evil".

Yuru Miyain kicked Natsume who fell to the ground with her foot. Her voice was extremely small and she started working with weak voice.

"I said, stinky brat, are you going to die?"

"It's almost the same."

Natsume breathed in big mouthfuls of air, but in fact, they felt very few.

The hypoxia in the body is getting worse and worse. Things in the vision are gradually casting a black shadow.

Kasumi No Tsuki, who stabbed herself, stepped back and fell to the ground. Her hands were covered with blood from Natsume, and her face became distorted by fear and surprise.

Tears wet her clothes. This was the first time Haruhi No Tsubasa killed someone by herself. The brain was as chaotic and unusual fear as it hit an iron bell, and she looked at the blood in her hands and thought it was something like sulfuric acid. She waved her hands and tried to shake off the blood.

Uh! Wow!

There was nothing in his stomach, but Haruhi No Tsubasa still vomited it out, and his stomach acid surged to his throat and spurted it out. The nauseous liquid sprinkled on the floor made Haruhi No Tsubasasasasasaki turn his face away.

People always like to try it for the first time, but it’s not good to kill people. Natsume opened his pupils slightly, and then his pupils expanded to get more visual feedback to understand the status quo.

I just entered this world and became an end. The end of death, was I cursed by something?

Or is it because I have been affected by the past obsession?

So stupid, whether it's myself or others.

Trying to move their fingers, they squat lazily in place without following the owner's orders. They lay on the wet floor, and their nails and outer skin were stained.

I wanted to open my mouth and respond to Yu Liu Miyain's words again, but what was pouring out was disgusting blood and saliva. The gas output was not enough, and even the vibration of the vocal cords could not be achieved.

"Don't open your mouth and talk, just die, be quiet, stinky boy."

"You...gu~, too..."

"So too? I can't, and I won't be killed with you."

Yuru Miyayin raised the corners of her mouth, and she supported herself with one hand and moved towards the place where Natsume was.

Coming to his side, Miyain Yuruo raised her right hand.

"Can I borrow the dagger on your back?"

"mix……"

Yuru Miyayin smiled, with a self-deprecating smile.

"I'm not so bored that I'm going to finish off the dying person, but it's OK to ask me to do emergency treatment."

"I, refuse."

After finally saying this, Natsume experienced the pain that was nearly burning and tearing from her body.

The consciousness gradually faded away, and the sound of Miyain Yuruki was like coming from a distant mountain. Natsume breathed in difficulty, but every breath would cause a tingling pain in his lungs and everything became blurred.

Are you going to die? Even if you are not the protagonist, you don’t have to be killed so quickly.

Although it is normal to be eliminated as soon as you appear, Natsume thinks he is not a cannon fodder-level character.

How to change the end?

Think about what Amano Yukiki and my wife Yuno did.

When the death trailer appeared on Aino Xuehui's mobile phone, how did he resolve it?

With my wife Yuno's external help, I forced the future to reverse, but who is my partner?

Yuru Miyain decided not to do it, she was almost the same as herself, and she was almost at the limit of her physical strength.

The only possibility is that, that is the only way to ask for help from others.

Natsume moved his head slightly and said with all his last bit of strength.

"Karathi No Tsubasa, and I understand your purpose, so..."

so……
Chapter completed!