The Pursuit Story of the Passerby Male Protagonist

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"So don't put yourself in the identity of the victim, otherwise it will be very difficult to solve it later."

Senjouhara didn't seem surprised by Daisuke's words, glanced at Daisuke, and said softly.

"But you also said just now, you will protect me well."

"Well, of course."

Daisuke answered the question without hesitation.

"Well, as expected, you, a slave, are very useful when you do your duty." She answered the topic quickly, but it was a poisonous tongue that made Daisuke feel very flustered.

"Um... Please treat a classmate from the same school as you with normal language, is that okay? Zhan Zhanyuan Heiyi."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my harsh words are made of 25 grams of copper, 97 grams of zinc, [-] grams of bromine, [-] grams of shyness, and [-] kilograms of malice."

In other words, all of them were malicious and mean words, but she said them so calmly.

She said it, she actually said it!

If this vicious guy is paired with a super shivering guy in the future, it will make the other party feel good! ! ! !

"Okay, let's stop here with malicious words." Daisuke quickly changed the topic that might be unfavorable to him, and he appropriately appeased Zhan Zhanyuan Heiyi's emotions.

"Since I've told you the premise I need, it's time to answer your doubts."

"Don't do any unnecessary things, or I will kill you!"

This guy is really not good for people to get along with her. How did he act like a big lady in normal times?

"There used to be such a folklore in this area of Kyushu. Depending on the region, the heavy crabs on your body will also be called heavy crabs or heavy stone crabs. There are even some serious sayings. Some people also call them Called Jushishen, in this case, people will associate crabs with gods in their concepts. But the commonality is still the same.”

Speaking of this, Senjouhara also understood what Daisuke meant, and nodded in a subtle way.

"If it's better, the weight of the human being will lose part of it. And if you're unlucky, not only the weight, but also the person's sense of existence will become quite thin."

Yes, it looks like this ghost story is a bit beautiful.

When it comes to the sense of existence, isn't it all like this...

Unreal, unreal.

Very beautiful story.

"But I've also heard that in some legends, even the person involved lost his sense of existence and disappeared because of encountering a heavy crab."

"But without any doubt, all the heavy crabs or heavy stone gods in Weird Talk have one thing in common. They never take the initiative to contact humans, and they never take the initiative to attack anyone. If you don't hope, it will They won’t show up. They’re just an empty existence. In other words, Senjougahara, it’s because of your obsession in your heart that you let the heavy crab that should belong to the strange story show its original shape.”

Daisuke still talked about it very flatly,

She knew it, and he knew it too.

The next thing may be about her.

"Zhan Zhangyuan Heiyi, you took the initiative to establish contact with the heavy crab, and it was only with your permission that the heavy crab took your weight. Although, while you lost weight, you also completed granted your wish."

Do not play tricks, and will not take the initiative to attack.

Heavy crabs are just that...

"Although I don't want to pursue your story, but I already have the desire to help you, and I don't want to consider whether to open your wound."

After listening to Daisuke's narration of a series of words as if stating the facts, Zhan Zhanyuan Heiyi looked extremely arrogant, and put away his icy expression.

She lowered her head.

"How can I help me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Help."

It was another sentence she had said not long ago, and she repeated these three words in response to Daisuke's direct and meaningful question.

Daisuke didn't seem to just want to hear that the other party could only say these three words, his voice also became higher, and he took a deep breath, and he——no, maybe we can change the explanation,

he asked again.

"Zhan Zhangyuan Hei Yi, I'm asking you, what do you mean by 'help'? Maybe for me, it's—"

"What should I do to help you?"

tell me……

OK……

Battlefield Heiyi,

Don't let my hard work go to waste.

(ps: The book review area has become very dull recently? Is it an illusion? (Helpless face))

Chapter 20 The Choice Story of a Passerby Male Lead

Chapter 20 The Choice Story of the Passerby Male LeadChapter 20 The Choice Story of the Passerby Male LeadChapter 20

"I want to get back what belongs to me, although I... I lost it, I abandoned it a long time ago."

Senjouhara stood up,

Close your eyes and lower your head.

But Daisuke was very satisfied with this answer, he sat in front of Senjougahara and comforted him gently.

"Well, I will help you, but you have to tell me what happened in it first."

"..."

She was silent for a long time, and finally said.

"I don't want to talk."

"Can you tell me what 'help' you want? Don't be perfunctory, Senjouhara-san."

Daisuke's voice raised a lot again.

Even if she didn't want to talk about it, she couldn't refuse the question,

Because now she has to face it, and has to bear the bitter memory that she should have borne in the first place.

Step by step is being done.

"Mother, she is addicted to a cult."

Indulging in a bad religion that makes people crazy like a demon is a fact she said before.

However, Senjouhara went on to add a lot of things that she didn't mention just now.

Her mother had become obedient to that religion, and even gave away all her property, which made the whole family in debt for her, causing the family to collapse.

From Daisuke's point of view, this might be the most painful memory of Senjougahara Heiyi at that time, right?

However, it probably hasn't reached the point where I can exchange my own weight.

Of course, that doesn't mean that what happened to my mother wasn't painful.

but--

"Is that really the only way?"

"Um……"

Her voice was barely audible.

"Really?" Daisuke repeated.

"There should be something else going on, don't worry, tell me everything."

"and also--"

She seemed to be trying her best to remember, and the center of her brows frowned slightly because of this.

It was as if she had returned to that day, the moment she least wanted to return to.

The surrounding scenery seemed to suddenly dim down, hazy and confused.

"That day, my mother brought back a stranger who claimed to be a cadre of a religious group."

"He came to your house? What did he come for?"

"Say, say it is to purify for me."

"Purge?"

The cold wind was blowing gently through the window and into the dim activity room.

Hearing this word, Daisuke's heart suddenly turned cold, and he knew that he was a little angry.

"What about the purification process? Or rather? How to purify?"

"He...he...the ceremony, will me..."

Her words began to be intermittent, and the tone of the memory's voice became a little painful because of this.

"Violence on me—"

"He wanted to rape me, sexually, yes, he wanted to—"

She finally spoke up.

It was just enduring countless pains and struggling to speak out.

"Is that so?" Daisuke lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "Although in a certain sense he is a kind of monk who does not abide by the rules, but from the perspective of Senjouhara-san's personal ability, it should be, It must have been an attempt, right?"

"Yes, I hit him with spikes."

"The man had blood on his forehead and fell to the ground, and because of that, I was saved."

"So that's the case, but isn't the result very good for you?"

"She didn't come to save me."

"Who?" Daisuke asked.

"Mother."

After Senjougahara uttered these two extremely sacred words in the eyes of everyone, she finally raised her head at this moment, and her eyes began to have the courage to look at Daisuke.

"Not only that, she also blamed me."

"As a result, all the property, houses, land, and even debts, the family was destroyed, completely destroyed. But even so, the pain still continues."

"How is your mother now?"

"...Maybe continuing her beliefs." She said truthfully in accordance with her thoughts.

destroyed,

all ruined.

Senjougahara had thought more than once,

If that day, when my mother brought that ridiculous religious cadre into the house, I hadn't resisted at that time...

Maybe this home,

It won't crash.

It should, it won't crash...

but,