If you are going to be exiled to an island, but you are allowed to bring something, what would you choose to bring?

Faced with this common thinking question, some people will answer that it is a satellite phone that can be used; some people will think it is more appropriate to bring a fire source; and some people will say that it is better to take the boat directly?

From this question, we can see that there are various solutions to the answer to an unknown question, and even 1+1 can be understood as equal to any number.

Different people will have different understandings, just like the quality of a book is actually different from the quality of the public's aesthetic vision. Even if tens of millions of people think it is very good, but they don't think so, it will still be "not good-looking". There is no explanation other than that.

To judge something is the most rude thing, Natsume seems to have everything.

Pain and comfort, misfortune and happiness, happiness and sorrow, it is impossible for the so-called "stubbornness". Human beings are actually such extreme creatures.

Therefore, if people with different understandings of the status quo, who will win if there is an intersection?

Although it is difficult to infer, if you explain it in a kingly sentence, it is that those who have "firm beliefs" will win.

This is not a passionate statement, but rather an unfortunate statement. After all, "firm belief" is generally only natural fools.

Those people may be the protagonists of a certain anime, the male protagonists of a certain novel, or the harem kings of a certain comic, in short, this is definitely not an ordinary person.

However, this situation may not apply to people named Natsume.

He is neither a fool nor a genius, nor has any natural ingredients. The only thing he has is only a zeal that seems a bit ridiculous now.

Natsume’s life can be called colorful, but colorful is not a positive word here, but a full derogatory word.

It's better to say that he hates such a colorful life.

"Mad San! My decision will not change. I don't want to change. I don't need to escape at this time. As you said, I am a person who is alone and it's difficult to do other things, so--"

so.

"Try to stay by my side and see how it will happen in the future? If you are not satisfied, you can eat me at any time."

It's like a bet, if you fail, you will definitely die.

Although Lu said that he had the "undead" characteristic, to put it bluntly, it is actually the ability to adjust all fatal injuries to serious injuries, so as to protect Natsume from dying at the lowest possible limit.

However, if you are devoured by Kuang San in this way, you will not be injured, but will disappear.

It has nothing to do with the size of the wound or whether life is in danger. It has nothing to do with it, but it just disappears directly and simply.

Hearing Natsume's words, an incredible expression appeared on Kuang San's face, just like what she saw not long ago, she seemed to be shaken.

"You are indeed a fool-like human. I won't stay by your side, after all, I..."

"Then be an observer! See if I have the power I say. The power to save the elves, you can do it anytime if you hate me."

"I hate you very much now, like this..."

On the ground, darkness like Buddha mud formed the arms, and objects that turned into fists hit Natsume's abdominal wounds. The exploded skin and the sudden enlargement of the pain slowed Natsume's pace down.

The ground under her feet was like a sticky liquid, making it difficult for Natsume, who had already lost most of her physical strength, to move forward.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Natsume sensed that his vision was a little blurred, the sky became stronger than the darkness, and his consciousness was about to go away.

Is it going to end? My body seemed to begin to sink, slowly swallowing from my ankle, and was about to be swallowed by the black mud and Kuang San's power.

It seems that I am not a hero and I can't save others. The cemetery of the time traveler is probably going to add another tombstone.

Will you engrave your name on it? Or is it a nameless monument? After that, you can stay here C.C. You can only rely on yourself, but Natsume knows very well that even C.C at this moment can survive well by relying on your own strength.

It seems that life ends again. It seems that it is good that it is eaten by the beautiful girl's ability to use it. Ordinary people will never encounter it in their entire lives.

However--

"Idiot! Natsume! Do you want to leave me like that person?"

Hearing the voice of C.C., Natsume suddenly opened her eyes.

Natsume never forgot about the previous promise and the promise made face to face.

Alas? C.C, who was shouting Natsume's name, suddenly became confused. Who was the person he just mentioned? He couldn't remember clearly but felt it was very important.

Compared to this, C.C. looked at Natsume whose legs were eroded and shouted again

"Natsume promises will definitely fulfill it, right! After going back, I want to eat the meal you cooked again."

What a willful witch lady, she actually asked a patient to cook.

But, I feel very happy.

Just like that, I'm working hard. Natsume is not a great person. The only thing that may be the perseverance that has almost forgotten.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He let out a roar, ignoring the blood dripping from the wound.

I will rewritten your life and I will guide your future.

Take a step and run again.

The distance is very close, and it only takes less than three seconds.

He stomped the stones, kicked the stones away, kept moving forward, no longer stopped, reached where she was, fulfilled one person's promise and the two people's agreement.

"Since you've broken free again?"

Surprised, Kuang San raised his muzzle to point it at himself—

“Zayin…?!”

Before he could finish his words, Kuang San saw Natsume rushing towards him at an astonishing speed, wrapped in black mist.

The right hand was tightly grasped by the opponent's left hand, and then he moved the muzzle to it, and then he rushed over.

Blocked Kurosan's attack, and Natsume used her blood-carrying left hand to tie Kurosan's right pistol, and pulled it over with her right hand before she used the second gun.

Holding it in your arms, the words are-

"It's enough. This time, how about it, just treat it as my victory? If you want to shoot, just shoot it. I will spend that time with you and then find that time again; Kuangsan, you are not alone!"

For some reason, her whole body was a little weak. She obviously had enough strength, but Kuang San began to put down the gun. She smiled a little reluctantly and made a statement.
Chapter completed!