lucky probability

It was quiet for a while.

The scene is delicately maintained on a balance of "as long as I don't make a sound, I can pretend that I don't exist".

Accelerator looked at the stupid blank faces of these people, frowned, jumped down from the exit of the tank neatly, stood in front of Osamu Dazai, waved his hand, and grinned at the latter's indescribable gaze. With a smile: "The heavy weapon you want, I brought it."

Osamu Dazai let himself go for a rare moment: "Ah..."

Yifang Accelerator glanced at Enoshima Dunko who was thinking about something, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I did as you said." He curled his lips and muttered, "If you want to dispatch me, a big treasure, it's a waste It took me a lot of work."

Dazai scratched his head.

After hearing this, Enoshima Dunko finally came back to her senses. She pointed at the dark, ferocious land cannon, shaking her fingers, and hesitated to speak to Osamu Dazai. She might want to hurt him. I scolded him, but I couldn't say it, what did you say, saying that you think highly of me, and you don't need a guy with such a high lethality if you want to defeat me?

No matter how I think about it, it makes me tremble all over.

She looked at the pitch-black tank, then at the students who were gradually surrounding her, who had been treated like mice, Enoshima Junko scratched her hair frantically: "Ahhhhhhh, I'm so annoying, I'm so annoying." Dead, the world is terrible, this kind of drama of justice defeating evil is terrible! It's so annoying, so annoying!!"

Enoshima Dunko's eyes fell on Makoto Naegi and the others, and his eyes sank from the obvious joy on their faces: "It's so frustrating not to be able to see faces infected by despair. Despair, what a joke, Miss Ben is no joke!"

"Oh, by the way," Accelerator waggled his fingers, "Miss Enoshima, don't panic, who else is here?"

After the voice fell, everyone heard obvious footsteps, "wipe, wipe, wipe", they looked at the place blocked by the huge tank, and then saw a man with long hair tied up, wearing a black suit jacket and a white shirt walking slowly walked in.

A pair of bewitching bright red and grass green pupils are extremely conspicuous.

Even if everyone present didn't know this person, it was impossible for Enoshima Junko not to know him.But the changes in this person... She looked up and down at the man who walked up to her, as if she had known him for the first day, her tone was obviously uncertain: "...The god seat is out?"

Kamito's gaze fell on Enoshima Junko, and he nodded lightly.

This person still had the familiar indifferent appearance, but if there was any difference, apart from those eyes, there was only... the dull hair on his head?

"you……"

Kamizuru nodded at her, his voice was cold and indifferent, but what he said was like a bolt from the blue: "You can call me Kazuru, or you can call me Hinata So."

"Thank you for your care over the years."

Enoshima Dunko's pupils trembled, and he couldn't help but took half a step back.

"Who the hell are you now?" She couldn't help but want to ask, is he that heartless and ruthless god-throne exile, or that kind, incompetent preparatory subject student Hinata Sou who is full of a sense of justice?

Enoshima Junko finally understood after seeing such an outflow of the throne, that something unexpected must have happened to her when he was missing during this period, and the final result had already stood in front of her.

God Zuo Chuliu, that is, Hinata Chuang smiled slightly: "I am me." He glanced at Saiki Kusuo who was in an invisible state from the corner of his eye, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "It's just a lucky one who was pitied by the gods."

"...?"

Saiki Kusuo gave a "tsk", and continued to watch without moving.

——For the current scene, what he pays is not a simple cup or two of coffee jelly time, so he will never allow any mistakes, team battles can be lost, and Enoshima shield child must die.

Speaking of the outflow of the god seat, it is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. The time went back half a month ago. After Saiki Kusuo left him on an isolated island, he returned home and went to and from school step by step, but his conscience was aching. I went back to the isolated island again, and this time, I saw that his so-called "Hinata So" personality was just in the stage of robbing each other of body authority.

Regardless of strength or other aspects, the outflow of the gods completely crushed Hinata So, and Hinata So himself was an ordinary, soft-hearted, high school student without a city government, so it was really predictable to be hanged and beaten.

But this won’t work, Saiki Kusuo’s original plan was to awaken the personality of “Hinata So”, and then he, who is full of justice, also has all the talents, so that he can be a good helper to save the world, instead of repeating the same mistakes again as he is now.

Saiki Kusuo had some headaches, but he couldn't leave it alone, so he entered the subconscious mind of the outflow of the gods, became a psychologist, and gave him a lot of advice on the outflow of the gods and Hinata So - the result was that when he was about to withdraw from the subconscious, he was almost attacked spread.

It was a humiliating failure.

Saiki Kusuo didn't believe in evil, and once again entered this person's subconscious, and then was cleared out by the outflow of the seat of God again, and even refused to enter.

At this time, Saiki Kusuo's competitive spirit was aroused. He took a good look at the personality named "Hinata So", and then used time to go back and restarted his path of enlightenment and persuasion.

Obviously, he failed again.

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

This is impossible, what the hell is going on.

Thinking of this, Kusuo Saiki became serious. He took out the seriousness of eating coffee jelly, and carefully checked the past of Kamito's outflow, that is, Hinata So's past.

Then he saw a girl, a pink-haired girl named Nanami Chiaki.

The sixth sense belonging to the psychic told him that this girl was a breakthrough, and after he reproduced the memory of Chiaki Nanami playing games with Chuang Hinata, the latter finally responded weakly, and the outflow of the god seat also had Visible emotional swings.

Qi Munan's heart relaxed, and he continued to work hard.

This effort directly transitioned to the death of the pink-haired girl. When I saw the outflow of the god seat standing at the scene of Nanami Chiaki's death in my memory, and after witnessing the whole process of the other party's death, even Saiki Kusuo Can't help but want to scold my mother.

Is there anyone who spares no effort to pit himself? !

…Being ejected from the subconscious by the powerful mental power, Saiki Kusuo sighed, sure enough, he failed again this time.

Afterwards, even the process of Saiki Kusuo, Kamizuo Chuliu and Hinata Sou fighting wits and courage.

Until the last time, the consciousness belonging to Chiaki Nanami who was dragged by Kusuo Saiki said with a smile, "If it were you, I would be able to create the future." So Hinata was finally relieved.Saiki Kusuo finally took a look at Hinata Sou who had strengthened himself, broke the shackles, and became stronger again, and left their subconscious mind with Nanami Qianqiu's consciousness.

As long as Hinata Chuang is firm, then there is nothing to fear from the outflow of the seat of God.

Because that boy is a warm person full of sense of justice and companionship, who is easy to inspire and heal others.

Saiki Kusuo looked at Nanami Chiaki's consciousness with complicated eyes. It was this girl who had formed a deep bond with Hinata So, and it was she who became the key to the integration of Hinata So and Kamizuru.

Looking at Hinata So and her past memories again and again, Saiki Kusuo knew that the girl in front of him had the same warmth as Hinata So, and it was because of such a tragic contrast that the subsequent torture seemed so frenzied. Tragedy of despair, this girl is a victim of despair.

Saiki Kusuo was rarely moved with compassion, and he asked her: "What wish do you have, I can fulfill it for you."

Qihai Qianqiu still smiled warmly, as if those injuries had never really hurt her. She looked at the expressionless man in front of her. She had seen this man's ability and knew that what he said was true. If she asked If she made her wish, it would definitely come true, even if she said that she wanted to be resurrected.

To be honest, it would be a lie not to be moved, but she thought about it, was silent for a while, and finally faced Lord Shenming, and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Lord Shenming, my only wish is that everyone in the 77th issue I can do well, as for me, it is...enough." Saying so, her eyes fell on Hinata Sou who was unconscious.

Being able to see Hyuga-san again, and being able to see that he has become so powerful now that he has completely fulfilled her wish, although it is a pity that he cannot participate in Hinata-san's future, but... Seeing this scene, it is also It's enough.

Qihai Qianqiu lowered her eyes, thinking about the somewhat sentimental past, her smile became more gentle.

Saiki Kusuo heard her heartbeat clearly, was silent for a while, and asked in confirmation, "Are you sure?"

"confirmed."

"Then I understand."

Saiki Kusuo watched the figure of Nanami Chiaki gradually fade away, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes - this is the reason why he likes human beings, the fetters always radiate warmth.

The three chapters of the covenant between Hinata Sou and Kagami, on the premise of non-interference in negotiations, and the condition of always following him to enjoy the fun, gradually merged together.It was the brand new Hinata Sou that they saw at the end. His eyes had turned into one red and one green pupil, his long unruly hair in the past was neatly tied up, and a tuft of dull hair stubbornly emerged from the top of his head.

The muscles on Enoshima Junko's face didn't move. She smiled stiffly. Looking at So Hinata, who possesses all the talents in front of her and has a kind and hopeful personality, she finally understands one thing: Today may really be the day of her death. .

The possibility of a comeback was infinitely reduced, and mercilessly turned to the side of hope.

Enoshima's shield rested on his head, and the bangs on his forehead cast a shadow, and when no one expected it, he simply and neatly moved the steel knife across his neck.

Then she turned her eyes around, the corners of her mouth cracked, and said with a smile: "Miss Ben will not lose, despair is contagious, and despair will always exist!"

"Do you think this is the end, no, this is just the beginning."

Blood spattered out.