Pirate world, start as Enero

The branches of the trees gently knocked on the eaves of the roof, making a dull sound.

There was wind outside the house, blowing through the quaint temple gates.

The rising sun has passed over the distant hills for eternity.

Retracting his chin-holding hand, Mizukawa closed the window in front of him and turned to look inside.

"How's it going?" The hair ring in his hand gathered the scattered long hair, and the head was slightly lowered, revealing a slender neck.

"Not very good. Mizukawa shook his head and casually picked up the hair band on the desk:

"If that thing doesn't come out of my sight, that's not bad."

The hand that tied his hair paused for a moment, and after looking at Shui Chuan with an indifferent face for a while, he sighed helplessly:

"I'll come, you should hurry up."

Seeing that Shui Chuan was still indifferent to his long white hair, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Closing the door behind him, his purple eyes fell quietly in the distance, and he staggered into the dead body of the torii.

But in his eyes, there was a hint of abruptness and distraction.

[However, if it's a son, I guess I feel that way.]

We don't belong here, where we don't know....

Absolutely, there are definitely people waiting for us to go back...]

Memories from last night poured into our minds like a tidal wave.

The moist wind blows through the treetops, making a rustling sound with the leaves.

The sun was still shining in the mist.

But the eyes of the son became more and more hollow in the gaze.

Even after a night, Mizukawa's voice still appeared clearly in his ears.

In order not to expose her weakness in such a world, Tsumiko has been forcing herself not to think about it, not to remember, but....

How she didn't know...

This catastrophe was so sudden, like an empty bubble suddenly stuffed into something by someone from the outside, and as if something had been taken away.

These days, it is not that there is no doubt about today's world.

After opening my eyes in the kendo club that day, I was unfamiliar and unfamiliar with everything in front of me.

After leaving the department, the first reaction to finding the dead body was to save a school doctor who was not familiar with him.

I've long been accustomed to it, but I feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart for a little bit of a junior?

Mizukawa.

Leaning against the door behind him, he bit his lips lightly, his brows twisted slightly, and his eyes were full of puzzlement and doubt.

Mizukawa is the heir of the Mizukawa family who grew up with him.,It's a close friend who has never been separated since childhood.,It's a very pit.,But we've fought together many times.,A girl who can trust each other.。

This is the memory in my mind that tells me that there can be no mistake.

But....

Isn't the Mizukawa family on the coast? Why did they never separate? Why didn't they have memories of growing up together? Since they grew up together, why did she appear in front of her as a representative of other colleges and universities at the conference? Why did she suddenly invite her to dine with her? Why did she go to that coastal city after the conference? Why did she need her to tell her in person when she was a close friend to know that her parents had died? Why did she live in her own home and take it for granted?

Why, I have many illusions of being dependent on her in battle? Have I really participated in battles over the years?

The sharp aura is fleeting in front of him.

Tsuiko came back to her senses.

In front of him, Mizukawa shook off the sticky black blood on the long knife with an unhappy face:

"What are you doing! Are you out to dispose of yourself?"

The long knife returned to its sheath, and the slow figure in front of the two of them fell to the ground heavily.

“... I'm sorry. After a moment of silence, he hugged his arm with one hand, bowed his head slightly, and looked at him.

In the clenched right hand, a black bead looms.

And also... What is this....

Why Nagase also has it....

Why do I feel a little dissatisfied every time I hold it tightly?

It's like... This thing should have a lot of it itself....

Scarlet eyes lingered on Tsuko's clenched hand for a moment.

Mizukawa tightened his grip on the scabbard, pursed his lips, and withdrew his gaze.

"Let's go, didn't you say you were going to Takashi's house to get seeds?"

Well. "

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

Inside the underground fortress.

Michiko turned on the switch to observe the lights in the room.

Look down at the cracks that ravage the entire void below.

A smile of satisfaction appeared on the pale face.

Immediately, dizziness hit like a wave.

"No, the more I get to this point, the more I can't be lazy. The plump body leaned lightly against the neat glass, Michiko bit her red lips, looked at her illusory reflection in the glass, shook her head slightly, and tried to shake off the dullness in her mind:

"The basic plate of this world has been established, and with the assistance of the family under the snow, Hiratsuka should be able to maintain it easily, and if the master returns, even if he can't merge the world again, it can provide some insignificant convenience."

It's just that... Is it worth it..."

The wrists and palms were covered with cut wounds, restored and torn again and again, and the memories in my mind were like pencil handwriting on eraser, and every time I fell asleep, I was erased in an imperceptible way.

Then, memories that don't exist are imposed.

The two memories are intertwined, colliding continuously, and every change and memory is like a hideous giant hammer, smashing into the mind.

Remind herself over and over again, and recall it over and over again for Hiratsuka Shizune and others, so that now, occasionally, Michiko will wonder if she did it right.

Is it that they are allowed to forget their master, is what the master wants to see...?

"Boom"

dust, falling from the top ——!!of their heads.

Feeling the tremors coming from all around, Michiko lowered her head, her scarlet eyes staring closely at the crack below that had drained dozens of tactical humanoids before it opened.

A look of worry suddenly rose from his eyes.

The crack was like countless spiders weaving at the same time, tearing the entire underground cavity messily, and even clinging, covering the entire cliff wall.

If Michiko is asked to use an object to describe the barrier of the world.

It's like a diamond that sparkles with fluorescence.

It's hard, but it has no possibility of extension.

Only wholeness with, shattered with a bang....

And that's where Michiko worries.

The cracks caused by the strong breaking of the world's barriers are too wide to shatter suddenly at a moment's notice.

So, is the shattered barrier the one in front of the humanoid, or the range of all the cracks

? After opening it so roughly, is it the calm and silent void that greets him and the others, or the black hole of ferocity and greed?

"——!!Boom"

Before Michiko could sort out her thoughts, the hideous black giant hammer once again slammed into the cracks in the air.

Looking at the black crack in front of him that seemed to widen a little under his own attack.

The humanoid figure put down the giant hammer in his hand and turned to look up at Michiko who was staring at him in the observation room.

"Good work. Her eyelids lowered slightly, and Michiko spoke softly.

"No... I'm sorry. Looking at the piece of tissue on his arm that suddenly shattered and dissipated, he shook his head and looked around.

What was once a few hundred tactical humanoids now has less than forty left.

But even so, there is still no way to achieve the goal.

The hideous claw rested on the outstretched bony hand.

Looking at the 'monster' staring at him in front of him, the cold face of the owner of the bone hand showed a peaceful look at this moment.

Finally, watch it turn into a black fluorescent glow and attach it to yourself.