The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

If it's holding hands, it should feel more comfortable, right?

Holding hands...huh?

The moment the handcuffs were released, Mazima suddenly put her hand on the opponent's hand, interlocking her fingers.

"Xiaobai's hands... are very warm." She moved closer, and a few strands of her soft hair even floated onto the other's face. "I still prefer the normal you..."

"Oh..." Mu Bai didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only let the other party hold his hand and lean on his shoulder.

"Although you were stronger back then, you were not what I wanted..." Mazima's tone suddenly became very light and soft, like a pillow whisper. "What I want is not the supreme power, but...you, Xiaobai—the Xiaobai I know well."

Mubai still didn't know what to say.

The two just leaned against each other.

Mazima greedily sucked her favorite scent, and her gradually intoxicated and blurred eyes were like a young girl who fell in love for the first time.

Looking from this angle, Mu Bai can also see through the thin white shirt that certain two buildings are just right—not exaggeratedly big, but just right—the size and shape are just right, as if according to the most perfect shape in the world. template for growth.

I have to say that Macchima is really beautiful.

Hair color, eye color, facial features, figure...even body fragrance, everything is perfect and impeccable.

She doesn't need to pose deliberately, and she doesn't need to wear very bold clothes. She only needs a white shirt and a pair of slim trousers to perfectly show her charm.

That dignified yet slightly astringent feeling is the most poignant and irresistible.

But in Mu Bai's view...

It feels... not as attractive as money.

After snuggling for a while, Mazima finally sat up straight.

"Let's return to Tokyo tomorrow and get ready."

"Okay." Mu Bai understood what the other party was referring to - go back and accept the trial from above.

"Go to bed early tonight."

"Ah."

Mu Bai got up and left.

But just when he was about to open the door, Maqima came over suddenly.

"Wait... can you give me a hug?"

"Huh? Of course..." Mu Bai was a little puzzled, but he still opened his arms and hugged him.

Very soft and very warm.

The smile on Maqima's face seemed to become more gentle, "Good night, Mubai."

"Good night, Miss Marchma."

Chapter 57 Living Bodhisattva Maqima (plus more)

Early the next morning, everyone from the Special Class 4 got on the train bound for Tokyo.

Everyone was more or less injured in yesterday's battle, but thanks to the Soviet demon hunter who is good at healing, they basically recovered completely after sleeping.

It's just... the physical wounds healed, but the spiritual wounds couldn't heal so quickly.

Mubai's "going crazy" made most people in the strange class 4 feel terrified.

The train was surprisingly quiet.

Hayakawa Qiu and Pava, the two companions who have more contact with Mubai, are fine. People like Hime Ye, Dongshan Xiaohong, Bim and others are unavoidable in their hearts—they are not familiar with Mubai, but they are almost The latter cost his life.

As usual, Maqima sat alone in the front row, with Hayakawa and Himeno in the back row, and the others in the back row, and Mubai and Pava sat in the corner.

"They seem to be very afraid of you?" The nervous Pava has completely walked out of yesterday's incident-in her opinion, Mu Bai didn't want to do anything to her at all-otherwise, how could he have done it before her? Did it stop for a moment?

Obviously, it's passionate love.

It was Mu Bai's love for her that resolved the crisis.

Well, after all, he is so cute, it is normal for Mu Bai to like him - he has long been fascinated by him!

"Maybe." Mu Bai only looked up at the people in the front row, but didn't care.

"Oh~ I can make a lot of money with this?" Pava had an idea.

"How to say?"

"My uncle promised to release your photo on Halloween, and post it on their doorsteps one by one. They will come out and eat your photo after they are scared to death. They will definitely be very grateful to me!"

"Hmm... Maybe, but I'm afraid I can only get a meal with this alone?"

"Hmph, my uncle's plans don't stop there."

"Fine."

"After they invite me into the house, I will take out your head from the bag, and then I will tell them that I can help you get rid of your head, but it will cost [-] yen once!"

"Hmm...then how do I hide my head in the bag?"

"Wouldn't it be good for me to chop it off for you?"

"..." Hearing this, Mu Bai was silent for a long time.

Listing happened to enter the tunnel, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

When the train was about to come out from the other end of the tunnel, Mu Bai looked at the girl in front of him seriously:

"How about me seven and you three?"

At 15:20 in the afternoon, the train arrived at the station and stopped.

At 16:00 in the afternoon, everyone dispersed, and Mu Bai followed Maqima.

At 16:30 in the afternoon, Mu Bai, who was in handcuffs, came to a very empty room that was half the size of a basketball court.

The room contained only a long table, four chairs, and a floor-to-ceiling window spanning the entire wall.

The chairs and the long table are paired, and four middle-aged men sit on each of the four seats.

There is no doubt that they are the superior officials responsible for adjudicating Mubai's "crime".

Judging from the signs in front of the four of them, the fat man sitting second from the left seems to be the cabinet minister of the island.

Mubai had no seat, so he could only stand within the white circle in the center of the room, with two policemen guarding him.

The position of the long table was three steps higher than where he was standing, and the senior officials looked down at him with arrogance written all over their faces—very typical of the rich and powerful.

Maqima stood by the door with a calm expression and indifferent eyes, which could be regarded as "observing".

"Mubai...is that your name?" one of the senior officials asked.

Mu Bai only nodded slightly, but didn't answer.

"Yesterday you lost control and killed all ambassadors except the Soviet ambassador, right?" the man asked again.

Mubai nodded again.

"In addition to the ambassadors of various countries, you also killed the demon hunters of various countries and all the staff in the embassy?"

Mubai nodded his head until he got a little annoyed.

"After you leveled the embassy, ​​you destroyed a whole block?"

"If you know something, don't ask again." Mu Bai said this time, "I am willing to admit all the mistakes I made before, and if there is any punishment, I will pronounce the sentence as soon as possible."

His lack of respect at all made the four senior officials frown.

The four began to "plot loudly" in front of him:

"His uncontrollability is too high, I suggest that he be housed together with future demons and other communicable demons." The senior official on the left suggested.

"Containment... I think it's good to just contain his sword, and send him directly to prison if he holds the sword with other demons, it's hard to guarantee that he won't do anything to other contracted demons ” said the senior official in the second position on the right.

"I agree with Minister Osaki." The senior official on the far right echoed.

After the three of them finished speaking, they looked at the senior official sitting second on the left—the cabinet minister—with a look of seeking advice.

The latter leaned back in the chair, looked down at Mubai arrogantly, and then slowly expressed his thoughts:

"Let's put him in a military prison first. After studying the sword thoroughly or finding a demon hunter who can re-contract the sword, then reconsider his punishment according to the constitution."

The other three heard the words, and nodded in agreement again and again flattering.

[Reconsidering punishment according to the Constitution] is a very interesting thing.

Generally speaking, the police will determine the punishment within the public security, and the penalty is specially used to restrain the police, rather than directly considering the penalty according to the constitution.

The reason, to put it bluntly, is that public security demon hunters either do not make mistakes, or they are big offenders-in the process of hunting demons, it is inevitable that accidental injuries or sacrifices to the masses will happen.

If it is done according to the constitution, most public security demon hunters who make mistakes will face extremely long sentences in prison.

Therefore, [Reconsidering Penalties According to the Constitution] sounds fair and just, but in fact it is to force Mubai to death—killing so many people and destroying a whole block, I am afraid that according to the Constitution If you die a hundred times, you still owe a hundred lives.

Yes, they just wanted to kill Mu Bai.

Because the police do not need disobedient dogs.

As long as other demon hunters can re-sign the contract with that sword, then Mubai will be worthless to them. Instead of keeping it as a hidden danger, it is better to kill it as soon as possible.

"Mubai, do you have anything else to defend yourself?" The cabinet minister asked casually.

But he didn't expect that Mubai actually had something to say—ordinary people would have been completely hopeless.

"You ordered me to kill those demon hunters, why should it be counted as my crime?"

"We ordered it?" The cabinet minister pretended to be confused, and even hypocritically asked others: "Did you order it? Or you?"

Others naturally don't want to admit it.

Mubai smiled.

It was Maqima who asked him to kill the demon hunter, but it must be the group of high-ranking officials who instructed him-if Maqima really insisted on going his own way, Tokyo might have sent someone to arrest him when he killed the first demon hunter.

"Since you don't want to admit it... well, I'll play a rogue once."

Mu Bai twisted his neck and took half a step forward.

The two police officers standing beside him immediately drew their guns and stepped forward, and the two black muzzles instantly pressed against his temples.

But he didn't stop and kept going.

The two police officers asked for instructions to shoot with their eyes.

But the cabinet minister just smiled disdainfully, "It's okay, let him come over."

In his—in their view, Mu Bai has no sword in his hand at this time, and his hands are in shackles, what kind of storm can he cause?

Everyone knew that his power came from that sword, and that sword had been placed elsewhere by Maqima at this time, and now he was no different from an ordinary person.

"How do you want to be a rogue?" The cabinet minister laughed, "Lying on the ground and rolling around? Or do you want to change your mouth and not plead guilty?"

Mu Bai didn't reply, just kept walking forward in silence.

After walking up the three steps, Macchima who was standing at the door also showed a gentle smile.

Mu Bai stood in front of the long table.

He was standing while the four sat across the table.

Now, it was he who looked down at the other party.

"I want to be a rascal... like this." He put his handcuffed hands on the table, and then exerted a little force to the left and right.

Phew!The metal handcuffs broke instantly, and the crisp sound echoed in the empty room.

The moment the cabinet minister showed a frightened expression, the two police officers pulled the trigger.

Boom!

Two gunshots rang out.

Two bullet holes appeared in Mu Bai's head.

But...the bullet didn't penetrate his skull.