[Main tutor] Senior, don't abandon me!

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know how long he stayed there, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.All he knew was that when he saw the pomelo lying in it, all his feelings disappeared, and the world instantly turned into a huge hole, like a torn plastic bag.

All the desperation, all the pain—it just kept pouring out.

"……you are?!"

A sudden voice interrupted him, low and startled.Tsunaji, whose gaze was still on Yuzu, turned his head blankly, and a strange silver-haired man stood in front of him, with an indescribable pain and disbelief on his sharp-edged face—is it... an adult version of Prison Temple? !

He was a little unresponsive.

"Judaime!" Prison Temple rushed up and recognized Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately.

Seeing that obviously immature and innocent face, he couldn't control his anger and sadness, the sky was full of depression and solemnity-to be honest, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't like it, no, it should be said that he hated this atmosphere.

Especially the person lying next to him - Mizuno Yuzu.

"Ten years later... Lord Prison Temple?!"

I have to say that ten years can really make a person transform successfully.At least it was difficult for the calm and solemn man in front of him to make Tsunayoshi Sawada realize that this was the Hayato Gokudera who kept blowing up people in his ears all day long.

However, the person in front of him did not respond to his question, but immediately knelt down in front of him with a serious face, "Judaimu," the adult version of the prison temple has faded away from the impulsiveness and instability of being a middle school student, and his gray-green eyes are full of tears. Honed by living in the dark for a long time, he said eagerly, "Please kill Jiang Zhengyi after you go back!"

"...Irie Masaichi?!"

Who is that?

As if seeing Tsunayoshi's doubts, Yuji took out the photo that he had been carrying in his arms all the time, and pointed at the boy with the brown-red haired man on it.

"It's him." Prison Temple hurriedly explained, "No matter what the reason is, if you see him, please be sure to kill him, and don't show mercy!"

What is this and what...why did you inexplicably let yourself kill someone as soon as we met?And the world ten years later is too strange, isn't it, such as my own death, such as...

"That, Yuji-kun." Sawada Tsunakichi looked at him uncomfortably, and instead of answering Jiji's request directly, he hesitated to ask something he wanted to ask just now, "Ten years later I... die Is it gone?"

This question was too sharp. For a while, the silver-haired man froze on the spot without answering. Then, as if recalling some bad memory, he turned his eyes away from the young man asking the question. more intense.

This kind of him made Gangji very afraid that he would collapse if he said one more sentence in the next second.

"Then..." the young man said cautiously, swallowing, "the pomelo next to me...I mean, senior sister...also..." Trying not to say that word, he tried his best to keep his tone calm.

"I'm sorry, Judaime..." Gokuji lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He just kept apologizing, and only his tense jaw fell into Tsunayoshi's sight, "Ma'am, she was..."

Before the words were finished, a puff of familiar smoke rose, and Tsunayoshi Sawada, who didn't get an answer, stared dumbfounded at the prison temple carrying a plastic bag in his field of vision.

"... Prison Temple Monarch?!"

Why did the Prison Temple ten years ago also come here?And... just who is the prison temple master trying to talk about ten years later?And that lady...what's her name? !

"Ah, Judaime, hahaha, I just ran into a stupid cow's bazooka at home and it turned out..." Smiling and explaining why he appeared here, Guiji's eyes inadvertently shifted to the coffin under him, wanting to say The words immediately stuck in his throat.

After a long while, his face darkened, and the words that came out of his mouth obviously could not accept the facts he saw, "Ten years later, Judaimu...why...is he in the coffin..."

Tsunayoshi "...Ah, that..."

Unable to say any comforting words, even Sawada Tsunayoshi himself could not describe the weird and complicated feeling in his heart.

The gloomy prison temple raised his head, and then his eyes fell on another coffin. Mizuno Yuzu in a white dress lay quietly inside. The sacrifice of blood and petals made her look like she was asleep.

"..."

He froze for a moment, then fell silent. The fist in his hand was clenched fiercely at some point, and the nails scratched his palm so painfully, but he didn't feel it at all.

——His left and right hand...how on earth is he worthy of it!

——Why did Judaime die!

——What will I be doing ten years later!

However, the teenagers were not given much time to express their emotions. After all, 5 minutes have passed, but they have not yet returned.

The uneasiness in Tsunayoshi Sawada's heart was magnified infinitely. The more he forced himself that this was only the future, the more one in the parallel world might feel that he was deceiving himself.

He gently covered Yuzu's coffin beside him, and the blood in the forest wove into a net, densely covering despair and darkness around him—subconsciously, he didn't want to admit that she was Yuzu.

She shouldn't be like this.

She should stand by her side silently, instead of choosing such a tragic and cruel way to leave herself.

His grapefruit... how could he bear to abandon himself?How could he be willing to let himself... fall into the abyss of despair?

Until the arrival of Lal Milch.

As a member of the advisors outside Pengo Lie's door, she beat the two teenagers ten years ago to no avail in a short period of time with little effort. After all, the era ten years later is not the same as it was ten years ago Similarly, the advancement of science and technology has also led to changes in the way of fighting.And for them who have just arrived in this world, even if all their strength cannot be fully utilized, it is no different from scrap iron.

"But—you are considered qualified."

The woman with dark blue hair said so, put away her weapon, and looked at the embarrassed boy in front of her with a blank expression.

She didn't waste much time explaining all this to them. After all, Mirufiore's eyeliner could catch up here at any time, so Lal planned to explain everything to them on the way back to the base.

"Wait," Tsunayoshi Sawada paused for a moment, then turned to look at Yuzu's coffin, and his tone made it hard to hear any emotion, "I'm going to take her away."

"No, you don't need to do that." Lal said lightly, "People from Pengo Lie will move this coffin back later. Before that, it's the safest place to put it here."

"No." Unexpectedly, his very firm attitude, Gang Ji looked straight at Lal, with an inexplicable darkness in his eyes, "I must take her away."

Be sure to put her by your side to be at ease.

Even with bones——she still belongs to Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Lal yelled, "The situation is very critical now. If you bring Mizuno's body with you, it will not only attract Mirufiore's eyeliner, but also cause inconvenience to the movement!"

After finishing speaking, Xu felt that her tone was too much, and when she thought of the relationship between Sawada Tsunayoshi and Mizuno Yuzu in this era, her face softened a little, "Don't worry, I can guarantee that this place is safe , there is an enchantment specially made by warlocks to protect it, and when you reach Vengley, someone will almost send her over."

It's just—it's not to put it in Vengley's headquarters.

Seeing that Tsunakichi didn't speak, Gouji thought he was still hesitating, so he didn't refute with Lal but comforted him, "Well, Judaime, it's okay, maybe we can see Mizuno after we go back, anyway... ..."

"it is good."

Tsuna interrupted the silver-haired boy's chatter with a faint voice, making him stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"I said, yes." Gang Ji lowered his head and quickly walked past the two people, never looking back at the coffin, "Let's go."

Lal stared at that figure for a while, and then he and the prison temple followed.

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There seemed to be a piece of pure white in front of him, and boundless fear ran through his body.Yuzu felt as if she saw blood and heard screams.But these sounds and images are isolated from the soul, and the original unchanging things seem to be forcibly broken—something is changing, quietly and imperceptibly.

"..."

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Yuzu, holding a gun in his hand, seemed to have just woken up from a deep sleep.The stagnant senses in all parts of her body began to recover, and her out-of-focus blue eyes gradually became clear, staring blankly at everything in front of her.

I don’t know when her left hand was handcuffed again, and one end of the chain was connected to the bed by a long length, just like in Tsunayoshi Sawada’s house. She stood barefoot on the floor, her pajamas were loose and seemed about to fall off, and her neck was naked and exposed. His skin has long since become cold under the attack of the cold wind.

She didn't feel it.

The distracted eyes moved to the side, and the surrounding glass had all been broken into pieces and fell to the floor. As long as she was not paying attention, she could get blood on her feet, and there were countless bullet holes on the clean walls of her house—the obvious culprit was This gun in his hand.

"What... what happened... what happened... what happened..."

The gun in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.She looked at all this in disbelief, the cool autumn wind blowing in from the window made her brain ache, she ran around aimlessly throughout the room, her nerves jumped and almost collapsed.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

A faint cry came from not far away, whimpering and flowing into the ears in the night wind.The girl who was almost covered in blood blinked and turned her eyes to the source of the sound. During the day, the amiable woman lost her friendly expression and huddled in a corner looking at her in horror.

"Fujita... Madam...?"

She made a sound hesitantly, and the steps under her feet moved accordingly.But I didn't want to be stopped by the woman's stern voice just as I took a step, "Don't come over—! I, I beg you... woo woo woo... let me go... woo woo... don't, Do not kill me!"

"..."

What is she saying?

What killed her?

Why... would she want to kill Mrs. Fujita?

What the hell just happened?

Why is she not impressed at all?

Countless questions consumed her fragile nerves, Yuzu opened her mouth in obscurity, but was instantly attracted by the sharp pain coming from all over her body.

There were inconspicuous scratches on the wrist, like a wound caused by shards of glass, and thin blood streaks spread from the wound to the floor, forming a small pool of blood.

There were tingling pains on her face and waist, which should be caused by the shards splashed from the broken glass across her cheeks, so her pajamas were stained with a lot of blood, and the strong smell of blood almost made her vomit. come out.

Most importantly - she has no memory of it.

"How...why..."

Looking at all this, Yuzu's light blue eyes were stained with fear, she gradually squatted down, trying to control the trembling of her body.

"What the hell happened to me..."

Not far away, Mrs. Fujita saw the terrified look of the girl, and hurriedly opened the door and ran out, not even taking the small basket of biscuits that she was going to bring her.The trembling girl stared blankly at the woman's distant figure, and fell to the floor as if she was empty, letting the glass shards pierce her skin sharply.

The heavy chains made a rattling sound, covering the sky and the sun so that they could walk in the dark night.

"Ayou—!" Yukimura, who came from Kanagawa, rushed in from outside the door, his blue-purple hair still carried Ye Shuang's chill, "I just saw a woman ran out crying and said she killed someone, what happened…………"

The voice stopped abruptly.

In a messy bedroom, a girl with dark blue hair was in shackles, sitting on the floor covered in blood.The clean floor was stained red with blood, and the whole room looked like a murder scene.

The earth-shattering bloody smell hit his face, almost making him vomit.

Hearing the sound of the boy coming in, Yuzu looked up at him.

After a long time, she grinned a smile that was about to cry, her voice full of fear was intermittent like a whimper in the cold wind, and there was a silver frost on her slender eyelashes that made her almost collapse.

"Ashi...what should I do...what, how..."

"I seem...something is wrong..."