I have special resignation skills

The wind carried the petals in front of the two of them.

Zhen Xu understood what Dai Li meant. He opened up his wounds for her to see, and showed her his weakest side. This was to show her from the side that she had been accepted by him.

Just looking at Daili's appearance, Mao really didn't think that he was the kind of god who sacrificed himself to save the common people.

The god who would rather defy the way of heaven than fight fate and sacrifice himself to save the common people was completely betrayed by the believers.

The poor object of this story is reversed. Those ignorant villagers are not pitiful, but the gods who are moved but do not know it are pitiful.

On the contrary, the villain in the game, the Heavenly Dao, who treats everything as a dog, saved Daili. This dramatic reversal is so cruel in reality.

"Thank you." Mao had no obligation, let alone the position, to comfort Daili, she could only thank Daili for using this method to gain mutual trust.

For Dai Li, his existence is dispensable, as he himself said.He's not a god, just a trapped and wandering ghost.

Natsume Yayoi, this human girl who accidentally bumped into and gradually warmed Dairei inadvertently, was the most important and only treasure that Dairei valued.

Thinking of the lovely smile and clear eyes of the brown-haired girl, Mao said firmly to Taili, "I will protect her well."

Dai Li finally smiled, the corners of his pale lips curled up, against the backdrop of Kazuki cherry blossoms, so gentle and ethereal.

"I believe you."

Mao likes Yayoi, likes her innocence and the sincere and passionate heart towards her, likes her eyes that are bright enough to illuminate her, likes her inadvertent little movements and kind indulgence to her.

Unlike everyone in the mafia, Yayoi is clean from head to toe. She belongs to the bright people and can smile freely in the sun.

Facing Yayoi like this, Mao thought she would be burned by the sun, but Yayoi was different, those familiar eyes could always soothe her inner anxiety.

Mao was greedy for Yayoi's warmth, like a creature that had been wandering in the darkness for a long time, grasping the ray of light tightly.

The next day, when Yayoi left, Mao followed behind her, intending to find out the reality of this place.

She is not a captive pet, shivering timidly in a safe place.

The weather is still sunny, and it seems that it hasn't changed since Mao came here.

The back of Yayoi in a piece of green is obvious. Although Mao is not engaged in assassination, but as a gangster killer in Hong Kong, it is easy to track an ordinary girl.

Yayoi in front of her was bouncing around, still humming, she seemed to be normal.

Mao paid attention to the road under his feet, his eyes fixed on Yayoi.

"Sakura, pink petals in the breeze..."

The song is repeated for the third time, with the same ups and downs and breaths.

It's too abnormal, just like last time, Mao seems to have walked into a projector that keeps replaying in a loop, and was trapped in it watching this short video over and over again.

Shino rushed up with the dagger, knocked Yayoi down in one fell swoop, and the brown-haired girl fell to the ground. Before he could react, Shino grabbed her hands.

"Mao?" Yayoi didn't blame Maou immediately, but gave her enough time to explain.

"What the hell are you?" Mao's knife tip was pressed against Yayoi's slender neck.

That strange feeling reappeared, this Yayoi was completely different from the Yayoi of the shrine, last time the "Yayoi" was pretended by Yang, so who is this "Yayoi" then.

Yang's purpose is to lure her to kill "Yayoi". Once "Yayoi" dies, Yayoi will die too.

Then this "Yayoi" should not act rashly, Mao just threatened with a knife, but he didn't dare to scratch "Yayoi".

Yayoi is so weak, it's not good to leave ugly scars.

However, Yayoi didn't struggle at all, her normally talking eyes lost their luster, like a toy doll that lost its spring and stopped functioning.

Shino stood up, still holding the dagger tightly in her hand, she took a few steps in the direction Yayoi walked just now, it was obviously a straight road, but immediately it seemed as if she walked in a circle and went back to the original point.

Taking out the small earring, Mao put the earring on Yayoi's body - there was no response.

Looks like it's not hell.

Yang admitted 【This is a limited space】

Then [space] should refer to this shrine, and the pictures outside the shrine are all repeated illusions.

Shino has also heard of the existence of illusionists who are almost monopolized by Italy. The Rokudo Mukuro who kidnapped her before is one, and she has also seen the illusion performed by the other party.

As long as you believe you are real, this is the cornerstone of illusion.

This sentence is not a secret, it sounds simple, but convincing yourself that the scene in front of you is not reality is not as simple as talking on paper.

Furthermore, if it is really an illusion, what is the purpose of the other party.

Shino seemed to be caught in an unsolvable circle, and a conjecture that was barely established was overturned in a second.

The girl lying on the ground stared blankly at the sky, Mao helped her up and walked towards the shrine.

Seeing that he was about to reach the shrine, there was a sudden light on his shoulders, and Mao turned back, only to see a brown-haired girl walking towards her from the path, holding a box in her hand.

"Good morning, Mao!" Greeted energetically.

As soon as the time arrived outside the shrine, it became cloudy and erratic, and it jumped to the next morning before nightfall.

But at the shrine, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, changing day and night.

Yayoi took Mao's hand and held the housework: "My brother is working hard outside, he has made a lot of money, and mother no longer has to work hard in the fields!"

Yayoi smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and Mao touched her callused palm.

"As soon as my brother came back today, he brought several boxes of clothes, jewelry, food and so on."

"He said he would take me and my mother to live in the place where he works."

Before he knew it, he came to the shrine. Dairei was standing at the gate of the shrine. Yayoi pulled Mao and ran over to tell the good news to Mr. Kami.

"My lord, my brother said that he is going to move."

Dai Li was stunned for a moment, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Mao felt the tremor in Daili's words.

Yayoi happily repeated what she said to Mao just now.

"So I'm going to..."

left?Shino thought.

Yayoi smiled stiffly, and spit out slowly: "I want...but, I chose to stay...to stay."

Lord Shenming did not respond for a long time, but the earrings in Shino's hands became hot, and the sound of ghost lamps could be heard intermittently from inside.

"Quick...kill...kill Natsume...Yayoi."

Shino hesitated, she understood that this was the weakness that Sister Hongye hated the most, but she couldn't control the feelings that kept gushing out of her heart.

She was scared.

"Quick!" Ghost Lantern's eager voice came from the earrings.

Mao didn't know what he was doing, his mind went blank, Ghost Lamp's subconsciously commanding tone made Mao act.

Although Mao's hands were trembling, she slowly raised the dagger and pierced the girl's neck with one blow.

Warm blood splashed onto Mao's face, Mao's eyes widened, and the dagger fell to the ground.

The picture shattered into a huge spider web like glass and collapsed suddenly.

Yayoi said in a brisk voice, "So I'm leaving. ]

Mao saw Yayoi who was finally able to go out to the outside world with her brother to enjoy the blessings. She was lying alone in the futon, and waved her thin and pale hand weakly in the air.

Pushing herself up against the floor, she struggled to climb to the table. There were a lot of furnishings on the table, and it was indescribably inconsistent with the dusty walls.

Yayoi took a piece of paper. Paper was an expensive item for her. Although her brother brought a lot, she thought twice and put it back in its original place.

Taking out another bottle of ink, Yayoi carefully dipped a little bit with her fingertips, looking at the wooden tabletop that was polished by her daily cleaning, she suddenly realized that she was illiterate, let alone write.

She leaned against the table panting, and finally drew a crooked smile.

The disease came on very quickly, and Yayoi didn't know if it was an infectious disease. She firmly told her mother not to enter her room, but her mother could only nod with tears in her eyes.

My father and elder brother went to find a doctor who could treat diseases, but some of these country doctors were really talented and learned.There are good doctors, but Yayoi feels that she can't last until then.

Her long, supple brown hair is now as ugly as straw, and her malnourished, sallow skin has turned pale.

Mother knocked on the door, and the dark shadow on the door trembled. She put the tray outside the door, and suppressed her crying: "It's time for dinner, Yayoi."

Yayoi cheered up and said, "Good mother, I feel that I am much better."

"Yayoi... The kid from the Katori family came to propose marriage again. He said he wants to talk to you, or I can refuse."

"No, call him."

Following the sound of footsteps, the young man walked to the door. He seemed eager to show his sincerity, and poured out all his words in one go.

"Natsume, I have liked you since a long time ago. At that time, I kept pulling your braids to get your attention. I'm sorry... I really like you, that me... I can marry you, I don't want to Your money. Yayoi, let me take care of you."

Yayoi recalled the time with her classmates, her expression became gentle, she said softly: "Thank you for not telling me about me, but I can't promise..."

The boy interrupted Yayoi hurriedly: "I don't care if you are sick or not!"

Yayoi paused, then slowly said: "I don't want to agree either."

Across a paper door, the boy clenched his fists tightly, and finally loosened them weakly.

"I understand."

The sound of footsteps drifted away.

Yayoi got up, put on his coat, climbed over the window, and staggered towards the forest with all his strength.

Perhaps because of the reflection of the light, her mind became much clearer.

She threw away the blouse covered with leaves and dirt, and knelt down in front of the altar.

Interlocking her fingers in front of her chest, Yayoi closed her eyes and made a wish to God.

[Master God, if you can hear my voice, I hope you, and at the same time, I beg you, to try to feel the joy, anger, sorrow and fear of human beings. ]

[Get up when you fall, as you taught me;

If you are bullied, bully back, just like you taught me;

To be happy is to show it aboveboard, just like you taught me. ]

[Free, true, live without complaint or regret. ]