There is a black space around it, nothing is left, only the sound of one's breathing is slowly rhythmic with the sound of one's heartbeat.

The eyes that stretch out their hand and use them to observe the world can still only see black, and there is nothing extra to exist.

Maybe it wasn't a wrong idea, he thought about whether he hadn't opened his eyes at all.

But it is not right. The action of opening the eyes requires nerve control. Whether it is pulling the eyelids or turning the eyeballs, they will be fed back to the brain to tell him. So after judging this way, he is sure that he has not closed his eyes.

But why can't you see it? Because of blindness? Or is it that the world is like this, it's dark and it will never end.

Just as he thought so, the black space around began to collapse.

Like the glass that was smashed by a baseball, the broken black glass began to disappear, and replaced by the scene with color.

Very familiar, and also feels so painful.

In this changing space, there are blue-gray wall clocks hanging on the walls, refrigerator doors that are half open, with all kinds of food inside, and coffee steaming on the table. The frames that are thrown on the low table are clean and free of dust.

I took a step forward, and because of my loss of consciousness, I waited until my left foot hit the protruding table before I stopped because of the pain.

A little surprised, Natsume patted his left foot with his hand. The pain had not dissipated. The left foot, which was supposed to be broken and lost its pain, was intact at this moment?

However, Natsume didn't care about these things. Compared to the pain in her left foot that was repaired, Natsume wanted to see things in this space more.

Keep walking forward and you can be sure that the place in front of you is the living room.

Near the kitchen here, the dining plates and knife and forks placed on the dining table, and a newspaper that I don’t know when.

There are three pairs of tableware in total, why is this?

It is obvious that I have four people in my home, so have these three pairs of tableware eliminated myself?

Thinking of this, he felt the coldness around him when he smiled bitterly, and his fear began to swallow the remaining consciousness.

Suddenly, the wall clock rang.

The noisy sound echoed in my ears, and five seconds later, Natsume found that the light above her head softened.

Click.

With the sound of the door opening, the three of them walked in from outside the house. They were a couple and a girl who seemed to be in college. These people were very familiar and had spent many years together.

Natsume wanted to say something, but something unknown stuck in his throat, making him unable to make a sound.

Watching the three of them walk to the dining table and sit down, they start talking happily.

Then the female slapped her hands and stood up from the chair and walked towards the kitchen as if she had forgotten something.

Natsume, who was stunned, didn't know what to do. When he decided to punch himself, the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat suddenly spoke to him.

"Natsume, why are you standing there? You're not here yet, and you're about to have a meal."

"Yes, brother."

The two remaining people in the restaurant said this. The woman who left came over with a pair of new dishes.

She placed it on the table and waved to herself to sit there.

Natsume, driven by some kind of force, sat down according to their instructions.

The couple in front of you and the girl next to you are the ones who were called family members in the past, but now, what is it?

He was sobbing that he couldn't speak, and the three of them who abandoned him sat here. After serving the dishes, they started eating together.

They put the dishes into Natsume's bowl and handed him a pair of chopsticks for him to eat.

Under the soft light, listening to the plain conversation around him, Natsume's hand holding chopsticks trembled.

I want to cry, but I can't cry.

I want to shout, but I can't.

Those things can no longer be done by themselves. These scenes are no longer possible.

Everything now, Natsume knows that it is false.

However.

However.

The feeling of relaxation was the first time since then.

Their voices, their words, their actions. Everything is reflected in the mind.

Can you answer the past?

Take on such a past and move towards the future again.

"You need to choose this."

Alice Phil appears on the left.

"The future you choose is the future."

Yuu Yuya appears on the right.

These two unfortunate people, as if they had sent that little happiness, their blurred eyes began to become clear.

You can't save anyone, and it is precisely because of this that you have to try to save anyone.

Until then, saving yourself may also be an attempt.

So, I made a choice in my heart.

This warm space is not your own destination.

Thinking of this, the chopsticks on the right hand turned into a pistol.

The muzzle of the black hole was slowly moving with Natsume's movements.

They seemed to have suddenly forgotten Natsume, and they did not notice that they were being pointed at by the gun. The three of them smiled and said something, which made people feel very far away.

Close his eyes and open his eyes again without hesitation.

I will move forward, and I will not stop.

So, goodbye.

The past.

Distant memories.

It was unclear how many times the trigger was pulled, and three bullets were shot out one after another, and they hit the heads of three nearby people.

The moment before the flowers of blood bloomed, their voices turned into bubbles and disappeared into the air.

Then, the world turned upside down.

Natsume found himself lying on the ground, next to his left hand, and felt his left foot, his whole body was like a new life, and his wound miraculously recovered.

At this time, he saw Yanfeng Kirei lying on the ground.

Seeing that he wanted to stand up, Natsume immediately moved over and grabbed Contender, pressing him on the other party's forehead.

Yanfeng Kirei, who immediately understood the situation, smiled bitterly at the dramatic ending. After such a fierce life-and-death battle just now, she did not expect that the key to the final victory or defeat was who woke up first.

Or, can it be that only those who end their nightmare by their own will wake up?

“…so stupid, why should I refuse it?”

A low voice full of anger and hatred.

"That thing deceived everyone from the beginning."

"Do not kidding! That thing is the greatest existence! How can you deceive...!"

A hoarse and tired voice, Natsume pointed at herself with her fingers

"I am, representing that deceiving existence, remember my identity well."

Both of them have contact with the thing in the Holy Grail, understand their true identities, and at the same time know each other's secrets. Then, Kirei Yanfeng should understand it.

Natsume said, Yonemo Kirei shook her head

"You are not, you are the messenger sent by that thing!"

"I am not a messenger, but..."

Slide your fingers toward the trigger, and the striker bullet shot out of the gun chamber.

The fire and roar were instantly lit up.

An accurate shot shot directly penetrated Yanfeng Kirei's heart.
Chapter completed!