This thing about me becoming a girl

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Mariko Sawamura was running through the night streets with a samurai sword in a black sword bag, her eyes bloodshot.

There were countless opportunities to know the truth, but she chose to turn a blind eye, choose to escape, and chose to stand by.

Everyone is vaguely reminding themselves of the truth, whether it is grandfather, or aunt, or classmate Bei Dao, or Sakano Tsukidou, or even everyone who knows the truth, is reminding themselves

But at that time, she didn't choose to keep it in her heart, she didn't pursue the truth, or she didn't want to believe it, and she didn't want to deny the path she had taken.

Because it would destroy her faith.

So she chose to be selfish and turn a blind eye.

It's not that I don't know, it's not that I can't know, it's that I don't want to know!

After the incident happened, I just used ignorance to numb myself, but I never made up for it. I was always moving myself, telling myself that I knew I was wrong, but never took any actual action.

She has always used ignorance to comfort herself.

Escape, escape, and escape.

And the current Bei Dao students are suffering because of themselves.

Just like she once handed over her father's phone number to her grandfather, causing the mother and daughter to suffer undeserved suffering.

She thought of what Dagu Shashengshi said.

It was because he lost, that's why he went to classmate Bei Dao.

And if I could see the news of Mr. Morishita earlier, even if I arrived at the last time, I wouldn't let Bei Dao enter the mountain alone, and she wouldn't have to encounter the Big Killing Stone alone, nor would she have to suffer such pain.

The blood in Sawamura Mariko's eyes spread more and more.

I will always be the perpetrator.

And this time, what excuses will I find afterwards?

to regret?To blame yourself?To regret myself why didn't I know sooner?

But this is all she is persuading herself, regretting and blaming herself is just to make herself feel better, because everything has already happened.

She shouldn't be like this, don't be that person who only knows regret forever.

She should stop being someone who has the power to save and make amends, but does nothing.

She will not escape, even if there is a straight abyss ahead, she will not escape anymore.

I will never escape again! ! ! !

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And in the forest on the other side, the previously neglected torch finally slowly ignited the wet dry grass with the passage of time, and it began to get out of control.

But although it finally showed the role that the North Island Crow wanted, it was a bit late at this moment.

Smelling the thick and choking white smoke, Dagu Shashengshi slapped his nose with his palm.

He didn't have any carelessness, and after he started to wait in full force, the already weak Bei Dao Crow naturally didn't last long before he slashed on the neck with the back of his knife and knocked him to the ground.

Dagu Killing Stone was carrying the knife, looking at the cut on his left arm, although it was not a serious problem, it still caused him some pain, said.

"You really can't let people be careless at all. If you are not careful, it will be like this."

And his words were naturally spoken to Bei Dao Ya.

At this time, Bei Daoya fell to the ground, and the hemp rope was cut into two pieces by the Dagu killing stone, one piece bound her hands and feet, and the other piece was wrapped around her neck.

Because of the upcoming battle, Dagu Shashengshi naturally didn't have so much energy to take care of Bei Daoya, so he planned to tie her hands and feet so that she could not escape.

But just as she was restraining Bei Dao Ya's hands and feet, thinking that she had no ability to resist, she suddenly became violent again and stabbed the pen.

But fortunately, after learning from the past, Dagu Killing Stone has been paying attention, so he avoided it in time, otherwise it might not be as simple as this hole.

The tenacity of the North Island crow gave him a headache, but it also made him happy. After all, the prey that can struggle is a good prey.

If it wasn't for the fact that the real master would come later, then Dagu Killing Stone really wouldn't mind playing with her for a while.

He squatted in front of Bei Dao Ya.

"Why do you say you are doing this? Your body is so weak. Why don't you take a good rest, and you won't suffer so much pain."

He took it for granted that he said things he didn't believe, and laughed at the fact that Bei Dao Ya worked so hard, but it was still useless.

It's just a pity that tonight there is an even bigger master, otherwise this girl alone would definitely bring him enough fun.

He grabbed the other end of the rope around Bei Dao Crow's neck, and said with a smile.

"It's polite to answer when someone asks you a question."

And Bei Dao Ya coughed, as if he was having difficulty breathing, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Dagu Slaying Stone showed a more sadistic smile.

He grabbed Bei Dao Ya's hair and lifted her head up.

At this time, Bei Dao Ya's face, which had been facing the ground, was finally seen clearly by Dagu Shasheng Stone.

After Dagu Slaying Stone saw it clearly, for some reason, his smile froze suddenly.

Bei Dao Crow's face was covered with traces of mud, and his sweat-soaked hair was scattered and stuck tightly to his skin, making him very embarrassed.

Although it was difficult to breathe and her hair was being pulled, there was no pain on her face, not even the slightest wavering.

Her eyes are calm, like the bottom of a deep lake, where nothing can be seen in the pitch black.

It is the coldness that penetrates into the human bone marrow.

Dagu Killing Stone's smile slowly faded.

It was a sense of crisis that kept sending signals to him.

If this young girl survived tonight, she would definitely kill herself and do whatever she could.

This look is like a wild beast preying on it, without any emotion.

The Dagu Killing Stone has never been seen in anyone's eyes like hers, who are clearly calm, but full of malice.

Dagu Killing Stone couldn't help but fell silent.

Obviously the girl in front of him is already weak to this point, and as long as he wants to, he can kill him at any time.

But it still made him feel the sting like the tip of a needle on his back.

His smile finally subsided completely.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed something, and immediately let go of the North Island Crow's hair, and the North Island Crow's face fell to the ground again.

Dagu Killing Stone showed a long-awaited smile.

He stood up slowly, looking at the dark path behind him.

Ten seconds later, the running figure of Mari Aoi Sawamura finally fully emerged.

She stopped, panting slightly.

Looking at the scene in front of me, looking at the standing people, looking at the fallen people.

She took off the black sword bag, and immediately there was the sharp rustling sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard.

Under her face that was so indifferent that she couldn't restrain her emotions, there were blue veins on her forehead and arms that couldn't be restrained.

Not much more to say.

She is drawing a knife.

Also, it is the sharp edge that makes the skin of Dagu Killing Stone sting, almost realistic.

399. Anger

At this time, the path is no longer as dim as before. After enough time for the torch to play, the dry grass has been burned, and the flames are blazing, like a tarsus, gradually clinging to the surrounding tree trunks , slowly burning upwards.

Although the fire situation cannot be said to be extremely serious now, it is no longer to the extent that it can be extinguished simply with clothes, and soon, it will burn more and more vigorously until it is out of control.

And it was these swaying flames that illuminated the scene, making the field of vision dim.

Sawamura Mariko's samurai sword is finally out of its sheath.

This Sawamura Isuzu has never seen a samurai sword out of its sheath since he was a child, and until now, the blade is not unique or gorgeous, but exudes a dim light.

But it is such an ordinary blade, its blade, showing its value wantonly.

The layers of lines on the blade are like tumbling clouds, mountains, and waves. Countless such tiny lines seem to be the traces left after thousands of years of tempering.

Patterned blades of Japanese samurai swords are not uncommon, but the rare one is the one in Sawamura Mariko's hand at this time.

This is the dark light pattern blade known as the palace level, the cloud ladder.

And this also proved that it came from the hands of a master.

Although it does not have enough reputation, it is enough to enter the list of famous knives just by virtue of its own quality.

Sawamura Mari Aoi's face showed an indifference that seemed to be unable to restrain the emotions gushing out of her heart.

And Dagu Killing Stone looked at her.

He applauded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you really came on time, Truth Kui-sang."

As he said this, he revealed the restrained Beidao Ya, who fell to the ground behind his back.

"Put it down, I treated your sister well. It was a good time."

And Bei Dao Ya just lay on his side on the ground, curled up slightly, as if he had lost consciousness, and did not respond.

She couldn't control the chaos and weakness in her mind anymore, even if she tried her best to get up and struggle, her body couldn't support her to do so.

So she could only pant heavily, feeling the scorching heat on her forehead, her vision was almost blurred to the point of loss.

Seeing this, Sawamura Mari Aoi's pupils shrank suddenly, and she took half a step forward, trying to get close to Kitajima Ya.

As for the Dagu Killing Stone, he immediately returned to his original position, standing in front of Bei Dao Ya, with a mocking smile on his face.

Sawamura Mari Aoi's hand holding the samurai sword was trembling slightly. The action of killing the living stone made her stop because he was closer to Bei Dao-san. If she gets hurt again, she won't be able to control herself.

She didn't understand why Dagu Killing Stone wanted to hurt classmate Bei Dao when she was looking for her.