Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Before it could finish its words, it closed its mouth forever.

Mitsui Tsubasa sheathed his sword and looked at the empty ground with disappointment after the ghost died.

Although the experience was considerable, there was nothing else to gain.

I didn't expect that level has a hidden effect, and I can't subdue shadows that are higher in level than me.

Since he couldn't find anything useful here, Mitsui Tsubasa decided to go to the pyramid.

If the shadow over there is also of this level, he is considering bringing Wu Jianmiao to attack together tomorrow.

He got on his electric bike and continued on his way after making sure it was fully charged.

As he made his way through the city, he also saw the figures of several Shadow Thieves, but they were not fast enough to catch up to him.

Once again into the desert.

More than half an hour later, Mitsui Tsubasa finally arrived at the foot of the pyramid.

Chapter 86 Shadow Sakura Futaba

He looked up and saw that the towering building was obviously not yet completed.

Looking around, construction materials were scattered everywhere, like a messy construction site.

If the pyramid is compared to Sakura Futaba's inner world, then her heart is not completely closed at present, and there are still some gaps that can be touched.

It seems he arrived at the right time.

Mitsui Tsubasa returned to the main entrance and stepped into the pyramid carefully.

A cool breeze blew towards him, and he couldn't help but shudder all over, followed by a comfortable sigh.

"Finally alive."

Every summer, he feels that his life is given by air conditioning.

In his mind, air conditioning, the Internet, mobile phones and happy water are the four greatest inventions in the history of human civilization.

He rested for a while at the entrance, and after the heat gradually subsided, he began to explore the interior of the pyramid with great interest.

From time to time, paragraphs of meaningless text flashed on the walls around.

There are many sarcophagi on both sides of the passage, making people feel as if mummy warriors will jump out of them at any time.

Fortunately, the scenes in the horror movie did not happen, and the entire exploration process was unusually peaceful.

The main road inside the pyramid is designed to be simple and clear, with almost no forks.

He soon found the stairs leading to the center of the pyramid.

The stairs stretched into the distance, and from the bottom one could hardly see the end.

He quickly recalled the plot and then trotted to the end of the stairs.

On the platform near the top, an exotic girl stood there quietly with her back to him.

Mitsui Tsubasa did not lighten his footsteps, but instead deliberately made loud noises to alert the other party of his arrival.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, the girl turned around in confusion.

When she saw the person's face clearly, she opened her eyes wide in surprise, but did not speak.

"Sakura Futaba?"

Mitsui Tsubasa stood a few meters in front of her and waved to her in a friendly manner.

Although he used a question mark, his tone was very firm.

"..."

Sakura Futaba didn't answer, but just looked at him calmly.

Mitsui Tsubasa didn't care. Futaba was in a fragile state right now and he couldn't ask too much of her.

"I came to ask you something."

As he spoke, he began to observe her appearance carefully.

I paid special attention to her golden amber eyes and...her slightly strange Egyptian princess outfit.

Spring had not yet passed, and her upper body was almost completely uncovered except for a golden breastplate and a necklace.

Doesn't she really feel cold?

Mitsui Tsubasa looked at her with pity and assessed her figure.

Sadly discovered, she is now thinner than in the original work...

However, her body has elegant proportions and would have great potential if she were to get some more massage.

Shadow Sakura Futaba seemed irritated by his unbridled gaze.

She spoke in a low and authoritative voice:

"Why did you come here, those who disturbed my grave?"

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at the unique golden ribbon-like waist ornament around her waist.

He replied casually: "I am here to take you away. This simple mausoleum is not suitable for you."

"leave?"

Sakura Futaba's gaze wandered between the ancient scenes around her, and a hint of imperceptible sadness flashed in her eyes.

"I will not leave. This is my final resting place. I will stay here until the end of my life."

She was silent for a moment before slowly shifting her gaze back to Mitsui Tsubasa.

"Since you are not a thief who came here to steal, please leave. No outsiders are allowed to enter here."

Her words were cold and firm. After hearing them, Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't help but sigh deeply and nodded helplessly.

"Okay." He reluctantly withdrew his gaze and turned to leave. "I also feel that the atmosphere here is not suitable for conversation."

However, when he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around, waved to Sakura Futaba, and at the same time, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that was hard to understand.

"Well, I'll see you in your bedroom later!"

After saying that, he quickly ran down the stairs.

“Eh!? Wait…”

Shadow Sakura Futaba reached out her hand, but saw him run away happily without even looking back.

My bedroom?

What on earth is he talking about!?

As her emotions fluctuated violently, a strange and terrifying scream suddenly erupted above the pyramid.

The sound seemed to carry with it a rage and power that could destroy everything, causing the entire pyramid to tremble and dust to fly all over the sky.

Hearing this voice, Sakura Futaba's face instantly turned pale as paper, revealing a complex expression of pain and guilt.

Her eyes revealed a deep sadness, and her body gradually became transparent, like an illusion gradually evaporating by the morning dew, slowly disappearing into the depths of the pyramid.

In reality, Sakura Futaba, who was surfing the Internet, suddenly stiffened.

"Hmm?" She frowned slightly, a frustrated look on her face, "... again..."

She quickly turned up the volume on her computer and played a funny song.

Then she hugged her knees and curled up in the computer chair.

Harsh accusations and insults flooded into her ears like a tide, and even the loud music could not cover them up.

Every word was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into her heart.

"It's all your fault. You killed your mother!"

"You can't even fit in at school, a kid like you..."

"It must be because the work pressure is too great and the child is too naughty that she can't stand it."

Sakura Futaba curled up in pain, her petite body trembling constantly.

She bit her lower lip tightly, as if trying to suppress the cry that was about to burst out.

"…Yes…it's all because of me…"

"I killed my mother... I am not worth living anymore."

There were waves of sour pain in my heart, but no tears fell.

She could no longer cry, her heart had long been numb to the pain.

Maybe...when I can no longer feel the pain, everything will be over...

"This is a grave...I will die here..."

Sakura Futaba closed her eyes tightly, but the sound in her ears became sharper and sharper.

"That's right! Die now!"

"Die to atone for your sins!"

"Fuck, die, die, die, die!"

These vicious words pierced her heart like needles, making her feel unable to breathe.

However, just as she was about to fall into complete despair, a voice sounded deep in her heart.

"Is it really?"

"Think carefully, has your mother ever really hated you?"

"Don't run away..."

The voice was as cold as ice, yet strangely, it carried a sense of familiarity that she could not put into words.

She pondered those words and felt something in her heart.

There must be something hidden behind her mother's death, and she was clearly about to find it out.

We can't just fall here like this!

She opened her eyes suddenly and turned up the volume on her computer to maximum.

Deafening music blasted out of her headphones, causing a sting in her head.

She held her head tightly, trying not to listen to the vicious voices.

"No! Someone come...save me..."

…………

Mitsui Tsubasa naturally also heard the horrifying sound.

He knew very well that it was the distorted "Isshiki Wakaba" in the hall who was causing trouble. She was the cognitive existence in Sakura Futaba's heart.

He leaned against the wall and waited vigilantly for a while, until the movement died down before he continued forward.

Returning to the entrance of the pyramid, he carefully leaned out of the door and looked around.

Isshiki Wakaba seemed to have left.

He took the opportunity to walk to the electric car, took a deep look at the unfinished pyramid, and returned to reality.

When he got home, he threw his backpack aside and hurried to take a shower.

The water temperature was deliberately lowered, and the cool water soothed him from the inside out.

The heat accumulated in the desert is slowly discharged from the body along with the mist.

"Next time, remember to turn on the air conditioner in the house before going to Futaba Palace."

He was really terrified of the heat, and felt the sunscreen sticking to his body like melted butter, making him feel extremely sticky and stuffy.

After using shower gel three times in a row, he finally walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed.

After charging his electric car, he took out his mobile phone and lay on the sofa.

"Five o'clock in the afternoon, the time is just right..."