How can our black king be so arrogant!

It would be a lie to say that it is not distressed.

Throwing her into the classroom with an empty mind, and being forced to participate in this disgusting and fun killing graduation game out of nowhere, Suzuki thought it was a good temper that she didn't set fire to this place.

But except now.

A boy in a black long-sleeved suit sat expressionlessly on a chair, while the hot Enoshima Junko sat on the armrest of the chair. Thick darkness and despair grew from where they were like air.

As early as on the way forward, the so-called "super high school-level model" who was targeted by attacks several times had already broken the camouflage. After realizing that the shield was trying to silence him, Zhan Ren Mu showed a broken look, but In the face of many attacks, the survival instinct still allowed her to avoid danger involuntarily.

"Dunzi... why did you do this? We are family, aren't we?"

She called her sister's name, and the super high school-level soldier left all his tenderness to his family, but was rebelled mercilessly.

"Don't be there to stage sweet sisterly love, that kind of sticky stuff is not my thing!" The pink-haired girl smiled wildly and was full of indescribable peacekeeping. She stretched out her hand and pressed the switch, poisoned The arrow aimed at the Zhan Ren Skeleton whose family's fantasies had been completely shattered.

"The boring family setting is really disgusting. If you were not obedient, I would have killed you a long time ago—ah, but it's not too late~ As your good sister, I will finally give you the despair of 'the family game is broken' , how, isn’t it great~”

——It's really... making people very angry!

The pitch-black flame opened its mouth wide to reveal its fangs, and the poisoned arrows were blocked one by one by the wall of flame.Suzuki moved her neck and made a creaking sound, her scarlet eyes looked even more terrifying against the black flames.

"Hurry up and graduate from Secondary [-], idiot! It doesn't matter if you're a super high school-level [model] or [desperate], anyway, while I'm still making a move, quickly surrender and let us all out, or... I'll kill you! "

However, facing Ling Ji like this, Dunzi laughed uncharacteristically loudly: "Haha...hahahahahahaha, do you actually want to change your career to become a savior?" Immediately afterwards, the arrogant expression on her face instantly changed to cold and disdainful With a stern look, he said, "Speaking of which, you don't think I'm the only holder of the double title, do you? To tell you the truth, the super high school level [King] over there has another title, which is actually a super high school level. The 【Destroy】oh~ would you be so foolish as to believe that she came here with her? What a joke!"

"So what?"

Unexpectedly, it was not the sapling who had the best relationship with Suzuhime who first refuted Dunko's instigation, but Komaeda who was beaten up as soon as they met.The white-haired boy tilted his head, his eyes full of contempt for the shield.

"Even if you want to destroy the world, Suzuki-san will destroy your [Despair] first~"

Although the black-haired girl is as arrogant and arrogant as Dunzi, her heart is softer. Even though the nature makes her behavior tend to be dark, her eyes are as strong and yearning for the light as saplings. .

From the very beginning, Kudo Suzuki was never going to be a member of the Darkness.So even if Dunzi broke the sky, they would still continue to follow Ling Ji.

"Cut~" Dunzi curled his lips, and a disgusted expression appeared on his exquisite face, as if he had eaten expired food, "The bondage of companions, the trust, etc... It's really disgusting! Seeing you It really makes me want to vomit for three days and three nights to put on a scene of friendship and passion there!"

"You're the one! [Desperate] What's the one on our side who is thankful and insensitive!" Shishen's indifferent eyes were unwavering, even if the super high school-level nobleman sneered at others, he still carried the nobility in his bones, watching It's a pleasing picture.

"Hehehehehahahahahahaha——" Dunzi burst into sharp laughter as if he had been stimulated by something. After a long time, she covered her stomach and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Nah , don’t you really think of that guy as [Hope]?”

Then, she reached out and patted the boy in black suit who had been sitting motionless on the chair like a doll, with long black hair hanging down to the ground, and lifeless eyes.Dunzi played with a strand of long hair hanging from his shoulders, with a triumphant expression on his face, and said, "This one is the real [Hope] of the super high school level—the outflow from the throne!"

The young man was wearing a pitch-black long-sleeved suit, and sat there with a blank face, letting the shield play with his hair. His lifeless eyes were like inorganic glass beads, reflecting everything in front of him but blocking his own heart.

Is this lifeless, hopeless boy actually a super high school level [Hope]?

Will such a person really be a super high school level [Hope]?

"A preparatory student who has no talent but yearns for talent has undergone a transformation called the 'Hope Nurturing Project' like a guinea pig, and as a test subject, he has all super high school-level talents through brain stimulation. ——Finally became a super high school-level [Hope]..." Dunzi gently played with the lock of long hair, his fingers painted with nail polish were slender and beautiful, and after lightly sliding over Kazuru's cheek, Dunzi's face His expression turned into an eerie tenderness. "It's great, isn't it? The artificial [Hope] turned out to be like this ghost in the end, this is simply the best masterpiece!"

"Masterpiece? You actually said—such, such a person is a 'masterpiece'?!" Seedling looked outrageous at this moment, but the herbivorous young man who had always been soft and weak stood up, his eyes full of Sad and pity.And that boy who had completely closed his heart and was as expressionless and lifeless as a puppet, after hearing Naegi's words full of anger and pity...

The tip of the little finger twitched slightly.

"Isn't it? For me, who is a super high school-level [Despair], this is a masterpiece of the highest level that is unparalleled in the world—the central figure of [The biggest and worst despair incident in the history of Hope's Peak Academy] , is the super-high school-level [Hope]—God’s Outflow! Is there a masterpiece that fits the name of [Despair] more than this?!"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

From [hope] to [despair], what kind of huge gap is this?

That boy who quietly closed his heart and radiated despair almost all the time, turned out to be the hope of the super high school level, and even the biggest and worst hopeless incident in history was related to him...

"I'm not interested in those boring pasts at all!" Interrupted Dunzi's almost fanatical attitude. For Suzuki who has lost all her memories, hope or despair have nothing to do with her .Even if she doesn't know anything, she will still follow her heart and make the decision that best suits her heart.

"I just want to destroy you simply because I see you unhappy—that's all!" Ling Ji raised her head. Although she was not tall enough, her proud and confident demeanor made up for it very well.Clenching her fingers into fists, Suzuki, who had exploded completely, punched the shield over there, especially in the face.

What hope, what despair, she didn't care from the beginning!

I don't like this academy full of malice and despair, I don't like the bullshit rules made by Monokuma, I don't like the graduation game carefully planned by Dunzi... If I don't like it, why should I abide by it?

Roll over roll over roll over everything.Destroy everything you don't like, and sweep away everything you don't like.

This is what Suzuki is best at, no matter what you want?She has strength, the one with the big fist is the boss!She doesn't bother to care about anything hopeless or hopeful, so she just punches you in the face, and then I'll beat you until you feel good!

The strength of the human mind is simply not something that can be determined by any "title" from the outside world.

Quickly tied the dazed Enoshima shield into rice dumplings, and Kudo Suzuki, who showed the true qualities of the second king of the middle school, knocked Kamito on the head with a knife without any politeness, and looked at the surrounding people The faces of the friends in the circle paled, and the seedlings stepped up and stretched out their hands to stop Suzuki: "Ah, ah, Suzuki-san, don't do this, that's the hope of the super high school level, and is it really good to start like this?" !!!!"

"...What are you so excited about? You don't have a lot of energy =3="

"Is this a question of strength? This is obviously a question of politeness!!!"

Naegi Makoto, who reflexively went crazy and entered the state of complaining, felt that he was tired of being kind.Although Suzuki-san is very reliable in various senses, but this kind of arrogant and arrogant personality is really hopeless... The violent way of thinking is also unbearable.

He turned his head to look at the god who was sitting quietly on the chair, like a delicate doll - the boy who yearned for talent accepted such a strange experiment and became [Hope], but then fell into boundless despair .

I couldn't help but wanted to reach out and grab him.

Sitting on the chair, the seat of the gods flowed out, his eyes were still empty, all the brilliance was covered by deep despair, but Naegi seemed to see a faint starlight in the depths.

Can't give up just yet.

There must, must be some way to save him!

——No matter what, it will never be easily destroyed by despair, firm belief, kindness, and a smile can heal people's hearts... It's like... Well!

Seeing such a seedling, Suzuki blinked, and the bright red pupils shone with lively light.Patting Naegi's shoulder, the keen king smiled at Naegi's puzzled face, and said, "It's not [Lucky]... Sure enough, Naegi also has a double title—Super high school-level [Hope] !"

"……Eh?!"

"How can it be possible to simulate real hope with experiments and science? Seedling, you were wrong from the beginning! You are the real [Hope]!"

Encouragingly, he pushed the seedlings in front of the god, the artificial hope and the real hope face to face, the god's rigidity and indifference blocked his heart, and the seedlings were firm, kind and full of enthusiasm.

Seedling stretched out his hand a little nervously, and grabbed the slightly cold fingers of Kamizuru, and the smile containing hope shone brighter than any light.

"Hi, I'm Makoto Naegi."

"..."

Kamito's finger resting on the arm of the chair twitched slightly, as if reacting to Naegi's words.The faint starlight in the depths of the pupils is gradually expanding, like a spider's thread, the dark shell is broken by some light and beautiful throbbing, gradually revealing the warmth hidden in the hard shell.

"What about you? Shenzuochuliu shouldn't be your real name, right?" The temperature passed from the palm of the hand gradually merged together, and Shenzuochuliu's fingers were no longer cold.

"I want to know, your real name..."

My real name...?

The name before becoming the outflow of God...?

is... what?

With a click, the crack grew stronger, and the milky white warm light gradually expanded. Artificial Hope, who was in deep despair, moved his fingers slightly, and in turn quietly held the warm hand of the seedling.

"Haji...me..."

Broken Roman sounds poured out from the lips of the god seat, buried deep in the memory, the long, warm and bright memories... were washed out bit by bit in the hopeful eyes of Makoto Naegi, revealing the Belonging to their beautiful splendor.The dark hard shell fell apart, and the whole world seemed to shake violently at that moment.

Amid Naegi Makoto's obviously more surprised expression, Kamito Deru, who was sitting on the chair, opened his mouth and said his name.

"name is……"

"Creation."

"I am, Hinata... So."

I don't want to be bound by the hope that is forced on me anymore...

I also want to find my own way.

"Chuangjun, hello!"

Makoto Naegi with a friendly smile stretched out his hand, and the backlighted back made people involuntarily associate him with Hope.

"I'm Makoto Naegi, please give me your advice."

Behind him, male and female students, tall or short, fat or thin, smiled in unison.

Ahh, that is... the scene of hope!

The author has something to say: HE is better... and the simple and rough handling method is Suzuki's correct thinking circuit

For some reason, I can’t check the readers’ replies in the backstage... So, I lost the landmine before and also clicked on the pro, can you reply again? TUT I will remember to save it this time

If there are no special requirements, then I will use my own imagination →_→ It’s been quite magical recently, I hope you can be prepared

And, the full-time pit next door, really don't come here?Full time * good QWQ