infinite death song

If these night dancers were really one of the old men in the mountains, Bai Ye really couldn't determine the identity of the other party.

Having said that, are there any severe schizophrenia among the old men in the mountains of the future generations?

Bai Ye believes that the history of this world is somewhat different from the history he knows.

So... Bai Ye felt that he should remain absolutely calm and calm when he encountered any strange heroic spirits, and could not be surprised.

Even Cthulhu's outer god can become a beautiful girl, what else is impossible?

Just do as the Romans do.

I saw a night dancer squatting on a utility pole not far from his temporary residence, his black windbreaker floating weightlessly like a black cloud.

Black tights, white skull mask, sharp and gloomy cold eyes.

Under the occlusion of breath, he monitored the surrounding movements like a dead person, and none of the people who passed by noticed his existence.

He just squatted there, maintaining a graceful and handsome posture, earnestly and dutifully completing the tasks assigned to him by the Master.

He has been squatting on this street all night. He was there when Bai Ye went out last night, and he was still there when he came back with Sakura in his arms. When he got up this morning, he was still squatting here.

Although it is unlikely that he would be spotted by the other party at such a close distance, this guy is too arrogant.

Affect mood.

Will scare little kids.

"Tao Binding 26 Curved Light!"

——Hassan, squatting on the telephone pole, stared at the passing crowd with his dark and cold eyes.

As long as he is under 'breath blocking', no one can find his trace.

As long as you are squatting still, in a state of suspended animation, and not showing hostility or murderous intent towards anyone, it is the best monitoring instrument.

As long as a Heroic Spirit or Master appears on this street, it is impossible to hide it from his eyes.

In the frontal battle, he admitted that he was too far behind the rest of the heroic spirits.

But as an assassin, one must behave like an assassin.

Why do assassins fight people head-on?

I am not the first-generation Grand Master.

Tactics, concealment, assassination, deception, poisoning, etc., are all skills they rely on for confidence.

The probability of wanting to kill a heroic spirit is very small, but the existence of an assassin is not specifically for the purpose of confronting a heroic spirit head-on. In most cases, it is a class set up to target the master.

I squatted on this street for nearly twenty hours.

But Hassan didn't show any signs of agitation. Since he stood on the pole, he kept as still as possible except for his eyes moving.

In such a completely enclosed situation, no one could find his trace.

In the field of intelligence gathering, it is so confident.

but……

The eyes were covered by clusters of distorted light, and all the surrounding street scenes disappeared.

Why am I blind?

Seeing this sudden change, Hassan was confused for a moment before reacting instantly.

Oops, found out!The expression under Hassan's mask must have been changing to one of surprise and panic.

People, cars, houses, all gone.

Only the magical light wrapped around his eyes, making him unable to see anything, and he could not feel any breath.

Such a change is obviously abnormal.

Without waiting for anything to happen, Hassan ran away first.

But after he ran away, he realized that he knew the direction to go back, but the route was too complicated for him to remember everything clearly.

After running for a long time, he felt that he had hit a wall.

The face hurts a bit, the voice can be heard, but the eyes can't see it, and the breath is completely covered.

Someone's screams, and a large number of screams, came from women.

"..."

Female, female bathroom? !Hassan was heartbroken.

Although he couldn't see it, he probably already guessed where he had broken into.

I didn't see anything, what are these women screaming about?

He, Hassan, was the assassin, and he didn't do it on purpose.

You can't fall down here, you have to go back and report as soon as possible.

The opponent's master and heroic spirit are likely to live on that street, and that heroic spirit can make people lose sight and sense of breath.

This important information must be reported back as soon as possible.

The opponent must be chasing and killing him from behind.

So, Hassan didn't care.

Just call these stupid women, he is an assassin without emotion, and he will not be moved by it.

Ran all the way.

But in order to avoid disturbing normal people, next, try to let yourself jump as high as possible, and enter the breath-blocking state again.

Although every time he hits an obstacle, he will be revealed from the breath blocking, but at this time, how to minimize the disturbance of the matter and send the key information back to the master is the most important thing.

"What's wrong with you? What are you running around?"

Such a voice came from my ear.

this is?Hassan, who had lost his vision and sensitive breath perception, immediately became happy.

This is the voice of my companion.

"I was assassinated by a Foreigner, and now I have lost the ability to sense vision and breath. Come on, let's go back, the other party may already be on the way to kill, don't be caught up! I have important information to Tell the Master!"

"Wait, there's—"

boom!

Hassan, who jumped up like a flea, hit the electric pole, hugged the pole tightly with his limbs, and then climbed up vigorously with all four limbs.

When he climbed to the top, he took a graceful and quick leap without hesitation, and fell into the river with a plop.

Coming out of the river, the whole body was wet and continued to run forward.

At this moment, he may have enjoyed the taste of freedom.

Hassan covered the mask with his hands in the back.

This brother is too embarrassing to Hassan.Hassan, who was watching from below, sighed.

Seeing this, the first grand master would definitely kill all those shameless bastards and send them to the cemetery for burial.

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The shopping basket is next to it.

It was stuffed full of boxes large and small with beautiful covers.

game.

animation.

Comics.

Music CD.

Surrounding.

These are all items ready to buy soon.

On the cover, there are cute girls, thin and thick men, and inorganic machines.

In this basket, there are things about ACG themes, which are really complete and diverse.

It can be foreseen that the girls who shop here have a wide range of interests and hobbies, and are full of fraternity.

"Nayako."

A man's thick voice sounded behind her.

"Oh, have all the latest issues come out? I don't even know, buy it!"

Without hearing the man's speech behind him, the servant of the heroic spirit who called himself 'Nayako' continued to put the Bunko novel with a corner so thick that it could kill people into the basket.

The shopping basket is almost full.

But she still hasn't stopped the trend of going shopping.

"Nyarlathotep..."

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Nosebleeds sprayed out from the girl's nose, and the misty nosebleeds sprayed out very unscientifically, forming an indescribable weird picture on the floor.

The thin volumes of small books were stuffed into the basket by Naiyazi.

The cover is full of indescribable obscene things.

Naiyazi saw this nosebleed.

"..."

"Oh oh oh oh! Isn't this the first release of Super H's erotic game? The earth is such a horrible child, such an outrageous thing must be confiscated, and I will destroy and purify it myself when I bring it back!"

The dumb hair on Naiyazi's head reacted, and with an extremely serious face, he was about to extend his prostrate Chaos hand to the erotic game box on the shelf——

puff!

A silver fork mercilessly inserted into the back of Naiyako's white and tender hand.

"Wow! It's inserted, it's inserted, it's inserted to the top, it's really the top! It hurts!"

Naiyazi screamed there, and tears flowed out immediately.

"It turns out that the rumor that the evil god is afraid of the fork is true. After all, it is also an indescribable thing."

Bai Ye stood behind with nothing to do with himself, thoughtful, ignoring Naiyazi's miserable howl.

This is punishment.

Naiyazi pulled the fork out of his hand, and it was covered in blood.

This one is no longer usable.

"Master...why are you going out with such a dangerous thing? You are still thrusting so hard into someone else's place."

Naiyako was still whining.

"If you don't do this, you won't be able to respond to my words."

"But it's also wrong to suddenly break someone's body. Pushing someone up to the top or something... Master, are you shaking your S?"

Naiyazi pretended to be afraid, but there was no fear in his eyes.

"Let's just ask, what are you doing here when you were asked to do intelligence work last night?"

This is a specialty store for anime and manga, and it sells music CDs, manga, and games.

No matter how you look at it, this is not a place to collect intelligence.

And if I remember correctly, the place where Bai Ye asked Naiyazi to go should be the residence of the Tohsaka family.

"That's part of the investigation."

Naiyazi was arguing.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the investigation work, or what you don't understand?"

"This is to maintain the peace of the earth. Master, you see, these are dangerous items and must be confiscated."

Naiyazi raised the shopping basket and said to Bai Ye very solemnly.