dark color

Because he never wanted to kill this person, when the boy saw the teacher lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't believe his eyes intuitively.

As if waking up from a dream, the boy lowered his head and looked at his blood-stained hands.

The dried blood showed a disgusting purple-black color, wrapped around his hands like a curse, as if it could never be washed away, the ultimate sin.

Teacher Xingping...his pupils contracted suddenly, Teacher Xingping's...blood.

"Ahhhhh--"

Under the stern moonlight, the young man knelt heavily on the ground as if he had lost all support.

I found it—and the soul in that body was smiling, even though the boy’s soul was screaming, and then sank into the darkness bit by bit—the ability hidden behind Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu, Susanoo, Juju Fist and sword.

The man's eyes were dark and bottomless.So the game should be over here, right?

Thinking of this, the sound behind him made Pelsona frown slightly, his body turned around uncontrollably, and then slowly revealed a gentle smile, "Jing Wu."

############################# Keigo Atobe almost watched that person step into the abyss step by step.

Whether it was when he was locked in that dark cell, or later he was given the name of Pelsona in order to meet the teacher again.

It was as if there was an invisible chain dragging him into the darkness bit by bit, but he was powerless.

The young Pelsona couldn't notice it, but as a bystander, he was very clear about some things.

The sincerity in Mr. Xinghei's eyes is unique. He is definitely not someone who would commit treachery, but the ambition of the headmaster of Kuonji is disgusting... and the thing he gave to Pelsona. The boy's sudden loss of control is obviously related to It has a lot to do with it.

However, the young man's heart can hardly tolerate the slightest provocation.Presumably the current Pelsona has more or less noticed something, which will undoubtedly drag him into a more painful situation.

Sometimes, he even hoped that Teacher Xingping really betrayed his student... In this case, maybe one day, that kind of damage will be erased in endless time, and then this person will be able to truly Fading away in time, instead of becoming a scar in his heart like it is now, rotting away forever and ever.

In this person's short life, the time of happiness is so short, and the rest is the hatred and loneliness, despair and regret that are deeply imprinted and in his heart, which linger for a long time and entangle his whole life. Renders as a pale color.

Atobe pursed his lips and stood aside quietly. He looked at the lost boy, but no longer tried to stop him.This is what has happened, the past that cannot be changed, he said to himself, and Keigo Atobe is not the kind of person who would bother with the illusory past, what he values ​​and will work hard for, It's always the present and the future.

He has always disdained people who are wallowing in the past or being sad, let alone someone else's past.

Keigo Atobe, should be such an existence that will always move forward firmly, but... the young man lowered his eyes lightly, clenched his fists, and knocked on the position of his heart unconsciously, as if he wanted to get rid of the smoldering things in it. All the boiling, boiling emotions that should not belong to this person in Atobe were blown away.

A moment later, when he raised his head again, the usual proud expression appeared on his face again.The boy's gray-blue eyes seemed to be shining, and the corners of the slender eyes were twitched, full of cold and sharp aura.Atobe raised one corner of his mouth, and gently stroked the tear mole on the corner of his eye.

"This kind of unglamorous illusion, let's end it as soon as possible."

"My uncle and the person I want to pursue, how could they be knocked down by such an illusion!"

How could it be possible to feel weak because of such an illusory past?

The person who lost himself is because what he originally had was a heart that was not firm enough.

The young man raised his head high, and the arrogance and contempt in his eyes could be seen at a glance, "Don't make a mistake, you actually compare me with those cowards!"

The hallucinations are often where a person's most painful memories or strongest desires are reflected.Therefore, the consequences of being lost in the illusion are nothing more than two kinds, going crazy because of the most unbearable memories, or being immersed in the joy of the realization of a beautiful dream and cannot be relieved.If Pelsona's illusion is the regret of killing his most important person, then his Atobe Keigo's is...

Looking at the man who was gradually getting taller and then walking towards him, the young man finally couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

The man gradually changed into what he remembered, with black hair, black eyes, and a cold but handsome adult silhouette.He stared at him, slowly revealing a soft smile.

"Jingwu..."

"puff--"

Atobe covered his mouth with a strange expression, but still couldn't help letting out a faint sound of breath.Seeing that man's always indifferent and cold eyes showing a gentle smile that is no different from ordinary people, I don't know why I feel extremely weird... Even if this person smiles, it should be like newly melting ice and snow, bit by bit. Nodding, softening the corners of the eyes.

This kind of clumsy imitation... the last bit of haze that had accumulated in my heart just now dissipated because of this smile, and Atobe couldn't help laughing out loud, if that man knew that this illusion used his face to show such a smile, I don't know how to feel.Thinking of this, the mood became more and more joyful.

After that "Jingwu", the phantom stood still, as if there was nothing else to do.

Atobe sneered, he has always had enough confidence to achieve what he wants, so there is no need to borrow any "fantasy". So, everything can only end here... Maybe, that "Jingwu" is an exception ?

With an unnatural cough, Keigo Atobe turned slightly sideways, and then felt that the world began to crack piece by piece.

When the first ray of "reality" shone in, Atobe stood in this world peeling off like a portrait, smiling confidently and proudly.

########################### "You...you..."

The tall man stayed in the barrier, pointing his index finger at the two people who were sober and had obviously escaped from the illusion, with a ferocious smile on their faces that they couldn't take back.

Atobe looked at his sluggish expression in disgust, and then the look disappeared the moment he saw the man beside him.There was no wave in the black eyes, as cold and indifferent as usual.

Caressing the tear mole, the young man smiled, "Get rid of the illusion, huh?"

"Yes,"

The man bent down slightly, and showed a gentle smile that was exactly the same as in the illusion in the boy's slightly stunned expression, "Speaking of which, it's thanks to your help,"

He slightly curved the corners of his lips, deepening the arc, and suddenly a trace of evil overflowed from the corners of his slender eyes.The man elongated his tone and said slowly, "Jing-wu."

Keigo Atobe, the young man who has always been called the emperor, was petrified for the first time in front of people quietly.

########################### "So, those two men are from an organization called ZERO?"

The young man put down the black tea in his hand, frowning slightly.

His slender fingers rubbed the smooth white porcelain edge slowly, with a sense of carelessness, but elegant enough to catch everyone's eyes.The boy just glanced at it slightly, then turned his eyes away.

It's just that the delicate roses, the green grass, and the slightly drunken spring breeze all of a sudden lost their attractive colors.

The man smiled slightly, and his low voice slowly drifted away, "Not necessarily, if they can lie in front of me."

Atobe glanced at the proud look in his eyes, but said nothing.He chuckled, "Then, Mr. Qinsheng, please tell me about that organization."

Pelsona nodded slightly.

"...Master Atobe,"

The butler's hesitant voice interrupted the conversation between the two, "Please take a look at this."

He held a rather exquisite invitation card in his hand, but it was obviously not formal. Under Atobe's questioning eyes, he added, "This is an invitation from the Sanada family, signed by the second young master of the Sanada family."

"Sanada?"

Atobe accepted it in surprise, but lowered his eyes the moment he saw the invitation.

"in addition,"

The butler's voice continued to ring in my ears, "It's specially marked here, I hope Teacher Qinsheng can go with me."