Let's Laugh at This Beautiful Day

16th Chapter [-] Vinette is waiting outside the door, you know?

What Izumi had to do was very simple, and that was to turn off the switch behind Satania.

But it's also very difficult.

Because Satania, who was in a blackened state, was completely merciless with the hatchet in his hand. As long as he took a step forward, the next moment, the blade would cut across his body, bringing out a stream of bright red blood.

"Hey, hey hey hey..." As if seeing blood made her even more excited, Satania laughed a few times in a low voice, staring straight at him with dilated and lifeless pupils, and her head fell on the ground as if losing strength. On the shoulders, the corners of the mouth twisted badly.

His blood slid from the hatchet blade, staining the white floor red.

Seeing this, He Quanming stopped in his tracks.

Regardless of the scars on his body, he took out from his underwear——

Mobile phone.

Click.

After taking a picture of Satania's expression at the moment, Izumi nodded in satisfaction.

"Black history GET, it's a pity I can't show it to her..."

Putting the phone back into the space underwear, Izumi smiled and took a step forward.

He was only five steps away from Satania.

brush!

A sharp silver light flashed across his chest, and there was another scar on his body, blood splattered ferociously.

He Quanming's smile did not change, and he continued to walk.

Four steps left!

brush!

The right shoulder was cut with a hatchet with a deep bone-deep wound, and He Quanming moved forward again without frowning.

brush!

Three steps left!

This time it was the left shoulder, as if she wanted to cut off his shoulder directly, the blade cut deep into the flesh without hesitation, but was caught by Izumi's muscles, and she pulled it out several times.

"Come on, this degree of injury is nothing to me."

He Quanming smiled comfortably, with his hands behind his back, trying to stop the trembling of his fingers, and wiped the sweat from his palms on his underwear, but the blood from his shoulders mixed with the sweat, and even his underwear was dyed dark red.

(Oops, wait, you can't wash your underwear for Zongya...)

With that in mind, he took another step.

brush!

Two steps left!

The light of the knife dazzled his eyes, and in the next moment, he almost left a man's scar on his face, and the sharp wind swept across his face, splitting his collarbone.

Almost unable to maintain the smile, He Quanming twitched the corners of his mouth, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and forced a steady tone to say.

"Too, too weak... If you have the ability, just cut it on the neck!"

The throbbing nerves kept burning his head, and he tilted his head, exposing his neck.

"Ah...hehehehe..."

Satania smiled even wider, pulled back the hatchet, blood was flying in the air, turned the slender arm, the blade cut across the semicircle, cut the air, and slashed at Izumi with the sharpness of cutting steel and gold Ming's neck!

Even Akira Izumi, who has become an inhuman now, will die terribly if his carotid artery is severed.

However, facing the blade that was about to hit his neck, He Quanming did not retreat or evade, but took a step forward instead.

One step left!

Then he lowered his head, looked at the red-haired girl who suddenly stopped moving in front of him, and smiled slightly.

"Can't you cut it down?"

The hatchet stopped about one centimeter in front of his neck, and the skin was cut with a faint bloodstain by the strong wind, but he still couldn't move forward an inch.

Satania's hands trembled, and her dull eyes looked at her own hands suspiciously, as if wondering why she stopped.

At the same time, tears suddenly slid down from the sockets of his eyes, leaving two faint traces of tears on that stiff face.

"what……"

The distorted and crumbling smile had long since disappeared, she opened her mouth blankly, her hands seemed to have lost all strength, they hung down softly, and the hatchet fell to the ground.

He Quanming stretched out his hand, hugged her gently, and whispered softly in her ear.

"You are my master, I am your familiar, you will never be able to cut mine... Forgot? This is our contract, silly Nia."

Hearing these words, her body gradually changed from rigid to soft, and finally leaned softly in his arms.

The familiar scent penetrated into her nose, and while stroking her head, Izumi groped behind her with the other hand.

Soon, he touched the "switch" that the little white dog was talking about on the neck.