I have found out your real name

Chapter 225 Girls’ Opera ([-])

The feeling of putting on junior high school uniform for the first time was quite amazing.

The girl reflected in the mirror was wearing a dark blue sailor uniform, with a slightly heavy red bow tie hanging crookedly on her chest.

She stretched out her hand to straighten it, then turned around to let the thin sleeves fall down, then put her schoolbag on her back and skillfully climbed over the balcony and sneaked into the neighbor's house.

But the other party seemed to have gotten up very early today. When she opened the door and walked in, she was already wearing her uniform and getting ready for school.

"Good morning, Xiao Wu."

"Good morning……"

He seemed to have seen an abnormal creature he had never seen before, showing a confused expression.

Although my age has only increased by one year, my mind and body are completely different from the past, as if I have entered a new world. This is what the so-called adolescence is like.

So for the first time, I realized that my childhood sweetheart had something that could be called girlish, and it was normal to feel overwhelmed.

She waited for a while but didn't get the response she expected, so she turned her head away in dissatisfaction.

The two rarely went out quietly, and it wasn't until they walked side by side for a while that he couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

"The ritual circle for summoning demons..."

She raised the suspicious black booklet in her hand, "It is said that you can set it up on the top of a tall building with ordinary tables and chairs, and then invite the other person to appear on the chair."

"I obviously went to junior high school, but the result is still like this?"

Words mixed with helpless feelings came from the side, and the other party seemed to relax, jokingly pushing his shoulders and walking up the ramp.

She paused, thinking about one thing in her head -

After graduating from elementary school, can’t we “be like this”?
Apparently last June, they launched an expedition to the tower together.

Now, does he feel that it is not good to do such a thing?

If so, how boring the reality would be.

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In the city burning with karma, knives and swords collided again, and the sonorous sound exploded, like the drumbeat falling at the climax of the symphony.

Mephistopheles swung a diagonal slash towards the upper left. The long sword cut through the air and erupted with an almost substantive sound. It shook away the opponent's defensive sword and turned into a stab. The phantom-like blade was wrapped with just a few... Visual inspection almost cuts off the viewer's pure fighting spirit.

Like an industrial machine operating with precision, she launched four consecutive thrusts at almost equal frequencies and trajectories. The sudden waves of air stirred up a ring of smoke and dust beneath her feet.

Several explosions sounded as if they overlapped together. After the smoke and dust surrounding the two fighting men fell, there was a gap in the sword in Guang's hand that could not be ignored.

After all, it was not a real divine sword. The weapon she named Falcion finally showed signs of being unbearable in the high-intensity attack.

And this also means that the light has completely fallen into the disadvantage

The cage-like building set resembles a group of encircled soldiers under the operation of the stage, squeezing toward the girl in the center along the track. The bright red flames sway and burn in the room through the railings on the windows, like a Only dark red eyes.

A few feathers fell from its black wings as they fluttered. Mephistopheles fluttered and landed lightly on the high platform raised in response to her will. She pointed the long knife in her hand at the light in the circle below.

"You want to pick the stars that are out of reach, but you also want to find the highest pleasure on earth, but you must know that reality is full of give-and-take; so the first friendship abandons you, and you can only listen to your lonely heart song behind bars!"

The Demon King's men sang a curse-like poem, as if a black meteorite fell from a height towards the brave man for the second time.

"Light, you have to create your own theme!"

There was only one spectator in total, who suddenly stood up and was ready to forcefully destroy the wall.Judging from the enemy's actions, it is easy to deduce the truth behind the so-called stage help - this is similar to ritual magic cast through words and actions, thereby gaining an advantage in battle.

However, the principle is easy to see but difficult to implement. Li Wu is not sure whether his childhood sweetheart can figure out a way to deal with it in a short time and get the blessing of the field like Mephistopheles.

Soon, the answer will be revealed.

The long knife with the tendency of slashing down left a black trail in the air, and like a sudden flash of lightning, it spread out branch-like energy in all directions, accurately hitting the gap created by it before.

With the light as the center of the circle, a huge pit suddenly collapsed on the stage. The black electric light that exploded with the collision was like a wandering dragon and snake, smashing all the lowered chandeliers, and the shining golden debris was flying. Yang, as if a heavy rain was falling on the stage of the two.

The sword held by the brave man lost the blessing of its power, revealing its true appearance of rust. The two people standing still stood still in the rain of gold, like a solidified oil painting.

Click.

A crisp sound like crushing a carapace rang out in the silence, and a ferocious crack spread from the gap in the two-handed sword.

But Mephistopheles was not happy about this, and instead quickly retreated.

The spotlight that had been focused on her when she appeared on the stage suddenly rotated and threw the beam of light at her opponent, and her wings only slightly brushed its edge during the evacuation process, and burning black smoke rose up.

After the chandelier was destroyed, it fell into the dark stage, leaving only one person standing in the center of the white aperture.

Hikari held the hilt of the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword touching the ground, and stood Falcion, who was constantly developing new cracks, in front of him, and spoke under the spotlight as if reciting a monologue: "Gray, gray, gray, the reality that can be seen All gray.”

Behind her, two rows of light stands rose up, and the dazzling light projected the shadow of the brave man onto the building in front, like a prisoner in a cage.

"Meeting you colors the world. I will never give up the dream I told you that day. Even if I look out through the bars, I can choose to pursue the soil or the stars."

The rust covering the two-handed sword continued to fall off, as if the sword would turn into ashes and scatter in the wind at the next moment, but Guang still stood awe-inspiring in the center of the stage, watching the only audience in the audience.

"I can't remember what happened after the scene I saw in the battle with you. At that moment, I was really afraid that because I wanted to wield the sword as a hero like I am now, I encountered an event that shattered reality and became I lost Xiao Wu because he was a special person who was different from everyone else..."

She clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand: "But the reason why I have been able to pursue this dream is because of the agreement I made with Xiao Wu on the water tower after we met."

The rust is completely gone, revealing the shining light inside.

It is a miracle that is constrained into the shape of a sword by the power of a brave man driven by idealism. It is a condensation of pure faith and strength that reflects the dreamy light in the owner's heart like a quiet lake.

Hori Renko raised the newly born Falcion and declared to the enemy.

"What kind of sacrifice, what kind of initial friendship abandoned you, don't look down on us so much!"

She roared in a rare rage, "Xiao Wu will not laugh at my dreams!"

Living in a mediocre reality, bound by layers of tangible and invisible barriers, I still fantasize that I am a big shot from the stars, imagine that there are lonely monsters hidden in the dark closets at home, and long for encountering extraordinary events.

And, with extremely high self-awareness, I hope that I can become a unique and amazing being.

This is the so-called chuunibyou.

The reason why Hori Rinko has been able to fight reality until now is just because someone is willing to accompany him.

According to Mephistopheles, the "theme" of the stage play has been changed, and the shackles of reality have been broken by passionate dreams. To use a song as a metaphor, it has entered an upward stage after a turning point. It belongs to Hori Rinko. The chorus plays here.

As a result, the flow of the battlefield also reversed.

(End of this chapter)