Pirate world, start as Enero

"Courage..."

Kazuka looked at Sakurajima in front of her in a daze.

It's obviously in front of you, but it seems to be far away.

Mizukawa Nagase and Poison Island Tsuneko have seen at Babai's housewarming banquet.

The person who was recorded in the teachings was right in front of him, giving Ichika a very unreal feeling.

Look at the page in your hand that contains the story of the first apparition.

Ichika said a little dazedly:

"In other words, these..."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Looking at the shocked expressions of others after knowing the truth, Sakurajima can always have a sense of pride.

It's like I'm recording myself in the book:

"The first incident with humans, I was dizzy, and I haven't seen what the final scene looks like, and Mizukawa and Tsumiko have never told me."

The second incident with the angel, you were also present, but you were sitting with me in a bus away from the city, and finally all the memories were cleared by the heavenly realm, which is the legend of the dream link that boiled during that time.

The third event with humans and gods..."

Looking at Ichika, Sakurajima showed a look of pity:

"That time there was a white doppelganger sitting in your house, but unfortunately near the end, your father came, and not long after the white doppelganger left, your memory was erased. "

“... Why do you know so clearly..."Looking at Sakurajima, Kazuka showed a puzzled look.

"Nothing, just the occasional chat. Sakurajima smiled and looked at Ichika, "

You've been under the protection of Shiro." He

looked at the page in his hand in silence.

His gaze stopped in a certain line of description, and Ichika raised her head and looked at Sakurajima with a frown:

"You say that you represent courage, but the courage recorded in the book is a person who has no sense of existence.

Sakurajima

: "........."

"Because, the sense of existence I use is not mine. Leaning on the seat, he looked at the busy program crew not far from the car.

"What do you mean?" Ichika was a little puzzled.

"After the incident, I fell into a deeper state of existence, and no one in this world has a memory that includes me, not even Tsumiko and Mizukawa..."A gentle voice sounded in the car, and Sakurajima said expressionlessly, as if talking about what happened to others:

"Shiro forgot to pay the phone bill, I couldn't get through, and I chose to seek death."

As she spoke, Sakurajima smiled, her smile bright and soft:

"But in the end, I was attracted by Shiro's table of food, and I didn't want to die."

I was saved again in vain.

I had nothing but myself, so I wanted to give myself away, but I was rejected. Sighing

helplessly, Sakurajima looked at Ichika, and pressed his lips with straight fingers:

"Should I say rob or accept?"

The presence of the gods always rises endlessly with the increase in strength, which is not in keeping with Shiro's lifestyle.

So, I took it as a container and accepted everything that was white. The

car fell silent after the words fell, and Ichika looked at Sakurajima in a daze.

But the sound of a knock on the door interrupted the quiet atmosphere.

"Miss Sakurajima, are you ready? The voice of the serious assistant sounded outside the car.

"Right now. Sakurajima replied.

Then his eyes fell on Yihua, who was looking at him in a daze:

"You can rest for a while in this game,

and you will be with me in the next game."

——!

The

door opened at his side.

Looking at the back of Sakurajima's departure.

Before I knew it, I was reunited with that man....

The pages were clenched tightly in his hands, and his lips were scratching under his teeth.

“...... It's too much..."

..........

in narrow laneways.

The damp musty stench and sticky skin of the wall quickly receded at his side.

The sound of falling water after the snowflakes melted rang in my ears from time to time.

But the rapid breathing and pent-up fear of tearing the heart and lungs make the man's brain reject all faint sources of sound from the outside world.

The man ran with all his might.

The light from the market was right in front of him, but the man didn't show the slightest expression of joy.

A look of despair filled his eyes.

Running all the way to the intersection, the man's feet went limp.

The whole person fell to the ground and slid for a long distance in the dirty snow.

But the man's expression did not change at all.

His chapped lips opened and closed widely, and his lungs were struggling to absorb oxygen.

"Click... Click..."

for a moment.

Footsteps sounded, and finally stopped in front of the man's head.

The visitor bent down and behaved like an elegant gentleman.

But the handsome face was full of cruel and evil smiles.

"I've always believed that what a pervert wants to do, as long as he succeeds once, even if it's not complete, his desire will desperately dominate him to do something more satisfying to himself.

It's like I can't help but use props for my babies to add some extra burden. The

voice of the visitor was full of praise, unabashedly telling of his poor character.

But then the conversation changed:

"But I have always believed that if you do something, you should take responsibility for it." A

hand grabbed the man's hair and lifted his entire upper body.

The man let out a terrible cry.

But they were all ignored:

"How many girls you took pictures of in your mobile phone, it has nothing to do with me."

But how dare you set your sights on the people around

me? and tell me that unless you kill you, your first target will definitely be her?

How dare you think that I don't dare to do anything to you.

Can the law save your life?"

"Click!"

"Ah!!hhhhhh

"You let it stand up and hit me. The voice with a smile sounded again.

"Please... Please... Plentiful... Spare me!" Looking at the smiling young face in front of him, the man's whole body trembled, cold sweat kept flowing out, and tears of fear kept drilling out of his eyes

: "I can give you money! I will give you everything!"

"Money, all?" Looking at the man, a gentle smile appeared on the face of Ba Bai, but there was an extra sharp dagger in his hand:

"I don't lack anything." "

Dagger, cut off the broken finger.

The index finger was a burning redness, and finally pressed against the wound.

Listening to the sound of wailing in his ears, Ba Bai whispered

, "I broke the law,

but I didn't commit it.

After all, there is only a law when it is seen. "

Let go of your hand and look at the bleeding, but the wound is ripe.

Ba Bai stood up, took the cigarette handed by the figure next to him, and lit it casually.

White smoke drifted slowly through the night.

"Eighty-nine laps, two hours, please hurry.

After all, I'm not a big fan of acting violently. "

............

Above the roadway.

The black crow turned its neck flexibly.

Passed on everything he saw to far, far away.

And in the villa.

Michiko bit her fingers and looked at the white paper in front of her, with a distressed expression on her face.

"This... How do I write it?"

he grabbed his hair and slapped his head one last time.

"Ignorant and stupid f**king human beings who are dominated by desire try to stretch out their dirty hands to God's wife, God is loving, so small punishment....

Beautiful!"

the warm warm light of the roof shone on the dozens of discarded sheets of paper covered with text on the

desktop.

["Ah Qiu!"

Rubbing his red nose, Er Nai turned over on the bed.

I don't know why, but my heart beats so fast...

I don't know if it's a precursor to heart disease...].