"Do not!"

Natsume's vision deviated, and his body fell to the side because of the sudden intervention.

The blood blossomed instantly, the sharp blade tore the neck, and a large amount of red liquid poured out like a steep rain.

The pupils were wide, the hands were trembling, and the bandages that were thrown away due to movement were flying in the air, stained with red pigment.

Her lips kept trembling, and her cut-off throat stopped her from spitting out words from her red lips.

The extended hand could not touch it at all. The fingertips of both sides touched lightly in the air, and finally separated decisively, with nostalgia and sadness.

That is the last body temperature of the other party and the last existence left by the other party.

The blood that kept gushing out from her mouth to her collarbone, soaked in the originally clean clothes, and the color turned into scarlet.

The smell of disgusting rust seems to have penetrated into the bones, and it is impossible to throw it away for a minute.

Natsume, who wanted to hear what she was saying, was unable to hear any language that could urge the eardrums. She knew clearly that her vocal cords were destroyed. She wanted to speculate on the opening and closing of the other person's lips to speculate on the words was blown away because of the second explosion.

At the end of my vision, I saw the girl's smile and tears falling from the corners of my eyes.

She cried, she died, she was tired, but she laughed.

Why is this happening? Why did he appear here? Why did she die because of it?

He stretched out his hand again, but the other party shook his head with the remaining strength. The red ribbon made of blood fluttered, and the corners of his mouth raised on the girl's fair face.

This is the second smile.

Her lips slowly opened and closed.

I heard something, even if there is no sound.

But it was very vague and didn't understand. Natsume didn't know what she wanted to express. It was because of herself that she encountered such a thing. The words they conveyed to each other by unfortunate links are...

Natsume's pupils suddenly dilated, and the girl's calm appearance made him feel so sad.

"I see."

Her words, the last words.

Turning in the air, roaring like a beast, there were ruins around him, and all but two of them fell to the ground, stained with blood.

The anger in his chest was burning. The hot blood began to boil, and he ran, tearing open the other person's throat, digging out his eyes, swallowing his happiness, imposing his misfortune, and tearing the other person's skin with his teeth.

This is the devil's revenge, and it is to avenge his companions who have the same experience as him.

All of this is to kill the person standing opposite you, become the god Akise or do everything...

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One hour ago.

Natsume wore a clothing chosen by Kasuga No Tsubasa and Miyain Yuru. This is strange. The upper body is a casual jacket and shirt, while the lower body is a breathable thin pants for sports. The two people's ideas are indeed very different.

Maybe these two people were wandering around the Middle East while traveling around the West.

No, the example just now may be true.

When it comes to cultural differences between the East and the West, Natsume first thought of eating.

Chopsticks are commonly used in the East, and breakfast is not mainly bread, sandwiches, etc.; but in the West, they like to eat with knife and fork, and use bread as one of the staple foods.

There is another legend about this.

In the past, the nomadic peoples in the East would sometimes kill the livestock and mix their blood in wine and drink it, thinking that this would be very nutritious and could gain the same immunity as animals. Therefore, with the nomadic people moving westward, they, after they came into contact with European aristocrats through business activities such as transactions, found that they had such customs and were regarded as vampires by the people, which would be an origin of Western vampires. Therefore, perhaps Western culture was also developed based on the East.

Thinking of the messy things to divert attention, Natsume was so oppressed by the girls on both sides that she was a little breathless.

After walking a few steps forward to the destination, my wife's bank, and they took out their diaries while observing the surroundings.

Miyain's diary can provide escape routes, and Kasuga No Tsubasa's diary can provide a lot of information on mobile phones, which is of great help to Natsume.

However, his idea was to let them stay outside, and the battle would end sooner or later with one person remaining, but Natsume did not want to fight against them at this moment.

The building stands in front of you. Looking up from below, you can see the top of it. The last riot caused by Amano Yukiki and others has not yet dissipated, so even the funds inside were not transferred away immediately.

A surround line was set up, and ordinary people were prohibited from passing.

After glances, except for the police officers patrolling here, the rest are just pedestrians passing by.

It is not practical to enter openly, and the Yuru Miyain next to him gave the right path.

There is a duct for ventilation under the passage under your feet, which is on the verge of collapse due to recent disrepair. It only takes a simple tap to open a road formed by ventilation ducts to the interior of the building.

When he arrived at the corner of the two tall buildings, he leaned against Kasuhiko Tsubasa and confirmed that there were no policemen around him and Natsume took out his backpack and tools.

Because of the old injuries on his body, Miyain Yuruki took off the tools. Although Natsume thought it was okay to let her come, he planned to go in alone and couldn't let her take risks, so he chose to work by himself.

As long as you enter through the ventilation duct, Natsume will block the road and prevent others from coming in from outside.

And if Miyain Yururu wants to make a breakthrough, she will definitely give up on this path and choose another one.

I have some time to solve the status quo.

He didn't plan to kill my wife Yuno, but just wanted to take the opportunity to kill Amano Yuki, whom she was guarding.

Even if this sick lady regarded Amano Yukihiro as hope for survival, Natsume would pull the trigger without hesitation.

If you want to survive, you must act. At this point, Yuki Amano must have understood it.

He would not be as cowardly as before. He could at least shoot bullets into the enemy's chest and at least look at the blood blooming on the human body.

"it hurts."

Natsume was thinking about these things while moving forward in the pipeline.

The tool hanging on the waist made a thrilling sound as it kept rubbing against the iron road. Natsume, who heard this sound, just clamped it under his armpits, but this action made him feel the painful protest from inside his body.

Sweat flowed out and the throat appeared in dryness. Natsume, who felt that he was acting in the ‘cool desert’, came to the end and broke one of them with a clamp, finally opened a gap that allowed one person to pass through with a twisting handle.
Chapter completed!