Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Turning her head to look for a while, Kitahara Haruki wanted to see if there were any iconic buildings here.

Because she wanted to relax, Kitahara Haruki turned off her phone when she went out.

What he thought at the time was that he didn't want to be disturbed by unnecessary news.

In fact, no one texted or called him during this time.

"Hurry up."

Looking at the boot screen of the phone, Haruki Kitahara has never felt that her phone boots up so slowly.

The strange song lingering in his ears made his heart tremble.

Maybe he'd feel a little more at ease when the phone was on.

"All right."

Looking at the familiar interface on the phone, Haruki Kitahara couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although if he is really in danger, the phone can neither protect him nor be used as a weapon.

But a light source in the dark is always reassuring.

Just like that doll in the distance.

and many more. . . .

"doll?"

Kitahara Haruki, who had regained her senses, raised her head in surprise and looked directly in front of her.

At the opposite intersection, at some point, a strange guy in a doll costume appeared.

The whole body of the doll costume exudes a slight fluorescence, among which the eyes and the mouth with an exaggerated smile are the most radiant.

In a trance, you can even see the existence of a beam of light.

Kitahara Haruki couldn't see the details clearly, after all, they were very far away.

"Gudong."

Kitahara Haruki swallowed subconsciously.

This must be some kind of prank, right?

After all, there are a lot of tricky shows with no limit in Japan, and Haruki Kitahara knows a lot about these shows.

For ordinary passers-by, these programs sometimes go too far and have no lower limit, as if anything can be done.

Although Kitahara Haruki was very happy when he watched it by himself.

But at this moment when these tricks may fall on her own head, Kitahara Haruki hates these unscrupulous program groups.

It's really hateful!

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Kitahara Haruki thought she was mentally prepared.

Those program groups will definitely not scare him!

The beating heart in his chest seemed to be gradually calming down.

Just when Kitahara Haruki was about to yell at the program team who was secretly filming somewhere, the three-meter-tall doll moved.

Now he took a step slowly, and then started to walk slowly.

After a few steps, he started to trot, and after running about ten meters, he turned into a gallop.

"Hey!"

It was only at this time that Kitahara Haruki noticed that the weird ballad seemed to be coming from the doll.

As the doll got closer to him, the voice of the ballad gradually became louder and clearer bit by bit.

Although he thought well before, Kitahara Haruki still had the urge to hug his legs and run away at this moment.

But his trembling legs stood there blankly, motionless.

"Move!"

Kitahara Haruki roared in his heart.

But his body doesn't listen at all.

Just when the doll stepped onto the intersection in front of Haruki Kitahara, an accident happened.

"Oh!"

A pickup truck came straight out and hit the doll, sending it flying.

Looking at the motionless doll lying on the ground, Kitahara Haruki slowly raised a question mark.

?

Are you touching me?

For a moment, Kitahara Haruki felt that she had countless things to say.

The originally stiff body seemed to relax a little.

"Hey, are you alright!"

The uncle who was driving the truck got out of the car in a panic and asked.

He is just an ordinary delivery driver, if something happens to him, he can't afford to pay.

And it's not really his fault.

He is driving normally.

No matter how the main responsibility for this accident should be judged, he should not be judged.

To put it bluntly, his speed may be a little fast.

Just when the driver was in a hurry to call an ambulance, the doll lying on the ground moved.

"Still alive?!"

This made the driver feel a little pleasantly surprised, as long as he is still alive.

But Kitahara Haruki felt something was wrong.

He was obviously hit head-on by a cargo truck, but the doll clothes on his body did not ooze blood.

He didn't expect others to die, but he really felt something was wrong.

Although there are bloodstains on the doll clothes, it looks like it was glued on a long time ago and has been dried for a long time.

The whole doll costume looks like it hasn't been washed for many years.

Don't ask Haruki Kitahara why she understands this.

Adolescent boys always know some strange and unusable knowledge.

Lowering her head a little uneasy, Kitahara Haruki wondered if she should call her friend.

In this way, if there is any problem, you can let your friends call the police as soon as possible, so as not to disappear for no apparent reason.

Looking through the phonebook on the phone, Haruki Kitahara hesitated a little.

He wasn't sure if he was going to call out now.

"I say you....."

The mobile phone dialed the emergency number, and the driver said to the doll as if complaining.

At this moment, he still felt that what was lying on the ground was just an idiot wearing a doll costume and walking without looking at the road.

"Oh!"

A dull crash sounded.

A little bit of warmth splashed onto Kitahara Haruki's face.

Some hesitantly raised his hand and wiped it.

Scarlet came into Kitahara Haruki's sight.

"It's... blood."

After staring blankly at the warm blood on the palm for a few seconds, Kitahara Haruki raised his head.

A big face with an exaggerated smile was placed less than one meter away from his eyes.

From Kitahara Haruki's point of view, he could just see a pair of feet lying in a pool of blood.

And a broken arm not far away.

The relaxed and cheerful songs in my ears are still ringing all the time.

Chapter 160 Two Who Are You!

Looking at the big face in front of her, Kitahara Haruki opened her mouth.

But he found that he couldn't make a sound.

And the huge doll suit didn't seem to be eager to kill Kitahara Haruki, but looked at him with interest.

From a perspective that is difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye, something in Haruki Kitahara's body was continuously sucked into the mouth of the doll suit.

This may also be the reason why many monsters like to torture humans.

With her mouth wide open, Kitahara Haruki suddenly reacted.

The stiff legs turned around with some comical steps, and then strode away to escape.

A lot of cold sweat on his forehead mixed with the blood that had stained it before, slipped from both sides of his cheeks and dripped into his collar.

'So sad. '

Feeling the clothes sticking to her back after being wet with sweat, Haruki Kitahara felt very uncomfortable.

But now there is no time to think so much.

Kitahara Haruki, who was running all the way, restrained his desire to turn back, he was afraid that if he turned around, he would find the doll right behind him.