Thunder and lightning were thunder and heavy rains fell from the sky.

God, who closed his eyes, began to listen to the sadness coming from the present world, and what would the final result be?

In the dark night outside the church, the figure who was originally squatting there stood up.

Drawing out the huge weapon from behind, the raindrops fell down with the sharp blade, stirring up tiny splashes of water.

The steps were a little shaking and the movements were a little stiff, but the expression on his face was not nervous or panic, but instead showed a very interesting smile.

People always pursue what they most, and they always desire what they are, so they destroy what they are.

When I was a kid, I would be interested in everything around me, so I might take my family’s radio apart to see the structure inside.

Wires, circuit boards, batteries, loudspeakers, etc. all seem very novel.

However, after the destruction, I could not repair it at that time.

Even if it is assembled as it is, the parts inside are still scattered and useless.

It's like most people don't grow up, and once something is destroyed, it can't be repaired again.

Once happiness is lost, it is difficult to find.

It is not a lighthouse that will point you in the direction, but rather a shadow hidden in the darkness, trying to hide in places you can't see, sneering and laughing.

Then, the easiest way to solve all this is death.

As long as you lose your god, you will not feel pain or sadness, and even if you are unfortunate, you will end in this way.

In that case, will anyone feel happy?

Maybe there will be.

Maybe not.

However, it has nothing to do with me. Natsume just wants to try to ‘save’.

Now.

"Do you guys feel unfortunate?"

My hair was wet with rain and my body was also wet with wounds. My whole body seemed to come out of a river.

Natsume would stir up splashes every step he took. Standing outside the church, he attracted the attention of both of them.

The heavy breathing sounded proclaiming the burden on the body, and some shaking fingers were protesting against the slow self.

Do you have to act on your own?

Natsume was outside, listening to the whine and roar inside.

Yasuya Kamika raised her head, opened her eyes wide, and her mouth opened and closed quickly.

You don’t understand, you don’t understand. You don’t understand, you don’t understand, you don’t understand.

Who has never loved anyone? I have it too! I have it all the time! For that person! I have worked hard until now!

No! Don’t say that! Please! No! I like that person, always! All the time!

Ah!? Why?! Why can you say that?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He grabbed the other person's neck with both hands, and Aoi, who fell down below, struggled tightly.

Without letting go, Yan Ye fell into madness.

Taking another step, Natsume raised the blade in his hand.

"Since that's the case, let's die together."

The blade turned around and inserted it from top to bottom towards Matong Yanye's back. He planned to penetrate the chests of the two people, and that death is the ultimate happiness...

but!

Bastard! Yan Ye, who was screaming, picked up Kui on the ground and rolled to the side. Kui in his arms coughed loudly. Even if Yan Ye was rescued once, he tore his clothes hard, pulled away his fingers, and tried to escape from him.

Natsume tilted her head, not understanding Maki Yanye's actions very well.

It was a surprising action that he had obviously planned to kill the other party, but he saved Tosaka Aoi.

Is the so-called love and hate that can be transformed into each other, is it true?

Natsume spread her hands and stared at the two of them.

"Anyway, I'll die. Wouldn't it be nice to ask me to help you make mistakes?"

"Go to die!"

Rather pushing Aoi behind him, Matsuya Yaya confronted Natsume, raised his right hand and pointed it at Natsume, and blue veins appeared on his face again, like insects crawling on his face.

Natsume did not make any defensive moves, just stood there and said something.

"That child is still in my hands."

This sentence made Maki Yanye stop. He looked back in horror, and then looked at Natsume in horror.

Everything is so chaotic, everything becomes like this.

It's over and it's almost going to collapse.

He coughed loudly and stepped back, pushing Aoi to a place far away from Natsume. Then, he knelt on the ground, and red blood flowed out of his eyes, mouth and nose as he coughed.

Moving his eyes, his eyes fell on Natsume.

"You, ahem, what do you want?"

"What do you want?"

Natsume recalled the gift he wanted in the past, but in the end he got nothing, and now it has become irrelevant.

There is a huge difference between what you want and what you can get.

If you have to say something you want.

"I want to hear the truth about you, why do you go in this battle? In that case, maybe you can let go."

"My, are you telling the truth?"

Yaya Matsuki didn't want to fight here, so he wiped off the blood with his hands and stood up from the ground.

"Tell me the truth? Since you want to listen, let me tell you! Anyway, they are all a group of bastard magicians! What holy grail! What heroic spirits! Let me die all!"

Roaring, Kazuki Yanye hung down her shoulders.

"Why am I participating in the Holy Grail? Not to save Sakura from your disgusting magicians! As long as you can get the Holy Grail, Sister Aoi can meet Sakura again, and the Maki family will not cause trouble for them. At that time, we will definitely return to the original moment. Everyone can have a picnic together and enjoy the sunshine together, so that we can stay away from these misfortunes!"

"Yan Ye?"

"Shut up! Cough cough cough."

As Tosaka Aoi stopped talking, he coughed up a lot of bugs and black liquid.

"So I want to win! I want to defeat you! Kill all! Kill all! All! All! Now that I know, if I know, I will return Sakura. She shouldn't be with the magician! Ahem."

Continuing to cough, Tosaka Aoi didn't know what to say, but just slid down to the ground in a daze.

In front of her, Matsuya Yanye walked over to Natsume.

He stretched out his blood-stained right hand and stretched over as if he wanted to grab something.

"Cough?!"

Three distinct sharp blades passed through Maki Yanye's chest, and the blood spurted on Natsume's face, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Aoi screamed in place, hugging her shoulders with both hands and trembling.

"People who seek knowledge and desires are very hesitant when facing what they should do. This is why people stop and cannot move forward, right?"

Matsuya Yasuya, who pulled out the blade and spit out black blood and insects, fell down, his body twitching constantly, and the blood spreading out flowed to Natsume's feet.

Opposite Natsume, the man who was shaking the blood from the knife, Yanfeng Kirei looked here.
Chapter completed!