single row ahead

In a place where Accelerator could not see, the girl in his arms suddenly grinned from the corner of her mouth to her ears, revealing that 'she' was not a human essence from the inside of the black hole, with a horrifying smile accompanied by dark eyeballs that seemed to be filled with black mud.

The monster slowly opened its mouth and said silently——

[I'm gonna start now. ]

Thick black mud oozed from the body of the girl with brown hair and brown eyes, and gradually climbed up to Accelerator's thin body, engulfing it.

The most beloved person disguised as a monster shattered the last layer of protection in the spiritual world. The white-haired boy's eyes were empty, and he lowered his head, allowing the black mud to submerge his body, mouth, nose, ears and eyes again.

The world gradually became silent and dark again, and the closed space that brought him infinite fear before now brought him an infinite sense of security.

[Resent it, resent it, resent it, resent it——]

Those voices full of malice echoed in his mind again, his body moved slightly, even though his self-consciousness had been completely crushed by the overwhelming malice, he still retorted subconsciously——

[It's not her who is wrong, but me. ]

[I have no right to hate anyone in this world. ]

The voices of both men and women, old men and young children faltered for a moment, and even the black mud stopped intruding.

The evil in this world is like a newborn child, asking questions in confusion and incomprehension.

[It is clearly not your fault, but the resentment imposed on you, if you don't resent others, what should you do with those resentments? ]

[what to do? ]

The white-haired boy stared blankly ahead.

[... carry it until it is repaid. ]

He muttered a passage that appeared in his mind for some reason.

The strange voice sounded again.

[I can't, I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it——]

After the thought-like negative words, there was a moment of emptiness, and then the black mud coming from all directions surged and pushed like waves, desperately trying to penetrate into Accelerator's body.

Accelerator also completely gave up resistance, allowing the cold and sticky fluid to grope around his body.

When the black mud found the entrance, he was ecstatic and wanted to completely occupy this body.

A dazzling red light suddenly appeared.

It was the Gouyu hanging on the chest of Accelerator, which was slowly blooming with a bewitching red brilliance.

[don't want!Don’t, don’t, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—]

In the sharp wailing of thousands of people that almost pierced the eardrums.

The black mud that gathered the malice of the whole world was absorbed by the blood-red Gouyu.

The complicated magic circle rises again.

The soft and smooth white hair fluttered gently because of the nameless wind, and the clothes on her body were also agitated by the cool air flow from below, and the red eyes were dull and lifeless, indifferent to everything that happened to her .

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On the desolate streets, faint sobs and sobs can be heard everywhere.

After the nationally famous leading war, the streets of Yokohama were full of craters from bullets and scorched black from explosions, and the ruins formed by the collapse of houses buried the lives of an unknown number of people.

Parents who lost their children walked by crying and wailing, and children who lost their parents stood on the street looking around in a daze, panicked.

However, even in this gloomy and gloomy atmosphere, there was still one person who made it impossible not to pay attention to him.

White half-length hair, skin as pale as ice and snow, red eyes with a glass-like luster, light-colored lips slightly parted naturally, revealing a little white teeth.

It was a young man with a beauty that crossed the genders, pure white and flawless, the only shortcoming was the lifeless silence in those beautiful red eyes.

He had been sitting on the only intact bench on the street for days.

He neither ate nor drank, and did not even change his position.If it weren't for the occasional blink of an eye, it would even make people suspect that it was just a well-made doll.

It’s not that there are no one to talk to, or that there are so many such people that there is no shortage of handsome young men, especially since he just appeared at the chaotic moment of the war just after the end of the war, and it doesn’t even take long for him to disappear Making excuses, ever since the boy appeared on that bench at some point, those people with filthy hearts have been trying to take him away like sharks smelling blood.

However, those who try to influence and tempt him with words will soon be defeated by his numb reaction, and those who try to take him away by force, without exception, cannot even touch his skin.

Such a boy, appearing on the ruins after the war, is as inconceivable and fascinating as an urban ghost story.

Everyone cast their eyes on him, or curious or greedy, or pity or malice.

However, no one is really pure and wants to approach him without any purpose.

Until a young man with warm hair stretched out his hand to him.

"Well, although the age is beyond the standard." He frowned embarrassedly, "but I think you need help."

He smiled slightly, and with a little kindness that made people feel familiar, he said the same words that made people feel familiar, "If you have nowhere to go, why don't you try to live with me."

The white-haired boy looked at him with focused eyes, but left his outstretched hand cold in mid-air.

The young man with wine-red hair shrank his fingers in embarrassment and unnaturally, wanting to take his hand back.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, he had already known this kind of result before, so why did he have to come and try it.

Unexpectedly, he was gently pulled by a pair of cold and soft palms. He lowered his head in surprise, but the white-haired boy had already stood up, staring at him with unspeakably focused eyes.

The voice that has not been used for a long time is slightly hoarse, but the original Qingyue can still be heard, "Take me... home."

His expression was a little dazed, and he opened his mouth slightly, making a mouth shape.

Oda Sakunosuke, who felt a little bad when he saw that shape, raised his hand to cover his mouth, but he still couldn't stop it.

"--Father."

Feeling that he was still very young and couldn't afford to be the father of a teenage child, Oda Sakunosuke choked speechlessly, and his body stiffened a little bit in the face of the prickly and curious gazes that suddenly came from around him.

He held back the hand of the white-haired boy who had never resisted, walked quickly around a small alley, and decided to take the small path to go home.

If Dazai knew about this, he would be brought up repeatedly as a joke for a whole year!

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Here is the pigeon soup that wants to comment.

I'm really sorry to fix a small bug and make Odasaku's hair color wrong.