[Comprehensive] Correct usage of framed hero

A gust of warm rain fell from the sky, mixed with a strange fishy-sweet smell, and splashed on his face.

Ito looked at the boy's broken but still peaceful face. The blood mixed with pale brains spreading in the darkness was his curtain. The body hastily abandoned by the soul lay quietly and obediently on the ground.

Ito once again remembered what he had forgotten——

On that morning with the eternal fragrance floating in the soul, the boy who came uninvited and stood in his kitchen told him in a way that should be taken for granted: "If you don't have memories, create memories, if you don't have fetters, create fetters... ..." the smiling face.

Everything was ruined by his self-righteousness.

Coming into this world with nothing, without any memories and fetters, is almost the worst situation for a fragile creature like human beings who yearn for recognition and are afraid of loneliness.

Even though his heart is strong enough to ignore the ordinary pursuits that all human beings need, he still enjoys the joy of living calmly, but it is undeniable that in his cold and precise life, the non-dazzling but extremely warm light makes him appreciate more What is happiness.

The other party seemed to have acquiesced in his clumsiness in cooking, and took over his three meals. Every time Ito came back from work late at night and stood downstairs, he could always see the gently lit lamp in his home. .

His sly eyes when he was playing tricks, his innocent expression when he saw new things, his bright and flawless face when he smiled... and the most touching thing is the firmness and sincerity when he shouted "king" to his other self look forward to.

How natural it is to want to fulfill all his wishes and to make him smile like this forever.

However, it is too clear that the other person can only see another person in his eyes, and if he wants to give him happiness, the only way is to make another person happy.

So he let himself forget about it.So that precious man named Ten Beast Tatara died.

It's so twisted it's ridiculous.

Ah, yes, fate is so ridiculous.Ito thought seriously, if he hadn't chosen to forget at that time, he wouldn't have suffered such a big shock just now; if he could keep calm, he wouldn't be dominated by his body's subconscious, and he would choose to destroy the bullet with flames; Push it, if it wasn't for his arrogance that he could control all situations, if he hadn't provoked the Green King, Ten Beam wouldn't have had the chance to take that gun...

He had three chances to save him, but he missed them all—didn't he already know that?A man's world does not allow any carelessness.

In the darkness, the spreading blood formed a huge exclamation mark, reminding Ito of this cruel fact.

But——Ito stood up. At this point, no matter how regretful, how much he hated, how sad he was, it was useless, he could only accept it calmly.

The only thing is... to accept it, I clearly thought so in my heart, but my body involuntarily bowed down again, and my hand touched the boy's cold and blood-stained cheek.

"Sincerity!" Although it seems that a long time has passed, the projection of the river of time in the real world has shifted for less than 3 minutes. One minute after the gunshots sounded, Barbara, who has been walking on the edge of darkness all year round, has already distinguished It was not the sound of fireworks.

At the end of the road is the back door of Homra, and I could clearly hear the sound of the door being opened and someone coming out to check the situation, but Ito paused for three seconds before reacting to this reality.

He slowly turned his head to the direction from which the voice came from. Behind the astonished Kusanagi was followed by Zhou Fangzun who showed no emotion at all.

As if the brain had been cut off from the body, Ito watched them approaching with a blank expression, until the two of them were about to walk in front of him, he slowly removed the hands that were placed on Ten Beam's face.

"The colorless king intended to attack me. Ten beams of tatara accidentally hit me. He was controlled by colorless. In order not to shoot me, he shot himself." Ito told them the reason in a flat tone.

——It didn't mention another possibility that the ten bundles of thoughts and the colorless will perish together. How could Tatara think of hurting others, he just didn't have the opportunity to think of other ways.

The male's tone is calm, straightforward and without any emotion, and his wording is extremely concise and objective. However, it is such absolute rationality that makes people feel a chill that penetrates into the bone marrow inexplicably.

After standing there blankly for a while, Kusanagi didn't speak, he looked at Zhou Fangzun who was standing aside.

Zhou Fang took a look at Ito and squatted down. He reached out and took off the metal earrings hanging on Shishu's ears. After a pause, he stretched out his hands in front of Ito——

"Go and avenge him." His voice was hoarse, and there was clarity in his silent expression.

The metal ring fell from the male's palm, and Ito's eyes couldn't help but follow this small luminous object - round, not valuable precious metal, just the most common decoration for delinquent teenagers. Stained with crimson blood.

It falls into the palm, very light.

However, Ito seemed to have suddenly shouldered some heavy weight, and his hands sank before he stabilized.

"Revenge?" He repeated softly, and Zhou Fangzun stared straight at him. When their eyes met, they both knew that the other party also understood what the word meant - no matter what, he was a king.

Ito involuntarily lowered his head to avoid Zhou Fang's sight——

There is no doubt that he has deceived Zun extremely badly, but Zun is still willing to bear the consequences with him. To be more precise, this guy who is always silent has decided to die for him unconditionally. Ito can't understand it more clearly to this point.

Close your eyes slightly, the idea of ​​killing your enemy with your own hands is fatally attractive, just mention it a little, every cell in your body is already boiling, clamoring to go right away, go right away, kill him, tear him apart, tear him apart Burning thoroughly... The body makes such roars all the time.

However, Ito glanced at Zun again - he would never allow himself to make a second mistake on the same issue.

The matter has come to this, it is better to continue smoothly according to the previous plan.

There seemed to be something sour in the eyes that kept swelling, and the smell of blood overflowed between the teeth. Ito clenched his fists, looked up at Zhou Fangzun, and said calmly, "Dead things..." He paused slightly at this point After a while, he continued: "It's worthless."

His voice was very soft, as if speaking to himself.

Accompanied by these words, the air suddenly condensed, and after three seconds of silence, Zhou Fangzun punched Ito's chin with a straight fist, knocking the man who had no intention of resisting to the ground.

Zhou Fang also staggered backwards, but he quickly steadied himself and took a step forward to pick up Ito and continue to beat him violently. However, when he saw Ito lying on the ground silently like a corpse, he stopped after a pause. As if he didn't want to look at him any more, he turned and left without looking back.

Kusanagi looked at Ito hesitantly and followed.

The roar of fireworks kept coming from his ears, and Ito calmly watched their backs gradually disappear into the night, unknowingly, the metal earring in the center of the palm was melted into liquid silently, wearing Passing through the gap between the metacarpal bones, hitting the ground made a weak sound that penetrated into the bottom of my heart...

……

"So, Sanyo Electronics is probably the distribution center for the high-ranking members of the Green Clan." In the r4 building late at night, Ito pointed at the computer screen intently. His analysis made sense, but Munakata's eyes remained fixed on the back of the opponent's hand. The scorching marks on the palm that penetrated the back of the palm made it impossible to concentrate.

"There is no need to send too many attacking players, but considering the opponent's control over the terminal, I suggest that you need to cut off the nearby signals before taking action." It seems to be too serious, Ito didn't care about the opponent's distraction, but continued in an orderly manner go on.

After a pause and no response, he turned his head to Munakata, showing a slightly puzzled look.

Munakata stepped back abruptly, realizing that his gaze had been spotted, he was silent for a moment, and instead of responding to Ito's thoughts, he answered the wrong question and said, "It seems that we haven't had a drink together yet?"

"Huh?" Ito was taken aback for a moment, then as if he understood something, he took his finger away from the screen, and after a while he replied: "Yes."

Munakata looked at Ito and tried to lighten his tone: "Then do you want to have a drink together? Next time, I'm afraid it will be Zhongyuan next year."

"Okay." Ito did not deny his statement at all.

Zongxiang was silent for a while, and could no longer make a sound.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and the shop was basically closed, because Ito described it as a mess when he found it before, and Munakata could only let him change into his own clothes after taking a bath-it unexpectedly fit.

Randomly picked a bottle of sake from the 24-hour convenience store, took a few rice balls, and the two returned to the office building.

For the first time in his life, Munakata didn't care about the complicated etiquette, and filled the wine with a paper cup.

After cooling it down to a palatable temperature with Yang Yan, he handed the paper cup to Ito, and picked up a cup himself: "Just now, Barbara has issued a reward in the underground world, looking for the colorless king."

"Well," Ito took a sip, without any intention of discussing.

However, Munakata continued: "You know the consequences, right?"

He stared at Ito.

The amber pupils of the other party were like deserts flowing silently. After being asked this question, there was a momentary blankness on that always impeccable face, but that strangeness was immediately filled by another kind of firmness——

"Well," Ito looked calm, "so before that, we need to solve the Green King first."

Having said that, he raised his wine glass: "Please."

Always proud, he said it so sincerely, but the paper cup in Munakata's hand instantly condensed into ice, and after a while, he finally forced out a difficult answer: "Okay."

Zongxiang smiled bleakly: "Who told me to owe you once."

For the next week, they barely rested.

He spent sleepless nights reading information, checked every suspicious place without stopping, and carefully interrogated every member of the "jungle" who was caught. In the end, when he was so busy that even Munakata felt a little tired, he only remembered , Ito has always maintained a demanding schedule of eating every four hours, taking a nap of 10 minutes, taking a bath at a fixed time every day, and performing physical training.

So serious and serious, success is just a matter of course.

After finally locking down the location of the Green King and informing the Golden Clan, news came from Barbara that he had found Colorless.

Munakata's movements froze for a moment.

Without any nonsense, he confirmed to Ito whether he needed to rush to the scene. Yes, even though he knew that Barbara had cut off contact with the other party these days, but——

Munakata clenched his fist and looked directly at Ito: "I won't show mercy."

The oath-like tone is more like a persuasion and guarantee to oneself.

"Okay." The other party's answer was quiet and full of tolerance.

Because the official car of r4 was in a hurry to drive fast, the rampant driving made the people sitting in it need to try to maintain their balance all the time, but Ito calmly took the time to take a nap under the subtle eyes of everyone in r4.

His actions were so relaxed that the members of the fencing team, who were about to face the king's rampage for the first time, gradually calmed down.

Only Munakata remained silent as he watched Ito's firm, upright and flawless figure even when he was asleep.

I want to go over to wake him up; I want to question why he didn't stop Zhou Fangzun; I want to tell him frankly that he never wants to see his death; I want to beg him weakly to work together to stop everything that is about to get out of control... But , Munakata finally looked away and looked out of the window—even though the distance was far away, the king's sword seemed to be the most shocking scar, tearing apart the calm blue sky.

Ito also opened his eyes silently.

His eyes first fell on the giant sword that had been broken since the first day of its birth, and then his eyes moved down and landed on Zhou Fang, who had not been seen for seven days.

Being thinner was the first thought that popped into Ito's mind, but it looked unexpectedly relaxed and happy.

Yes, there is a fearless and cruel smile on the face that is always listless and silent, as if the prisoner has finally removed the shackles, the birds have finally escaped from the cage, and the fish have finally returned to the sea, his whole body is full of restlessness and freedom color.

Ito couldn't look away.

He looked at him for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave his wanton and lively appearance in his heart forever.

The car stopped, and Ito got out of the car with the r4 people, but he didn't go further, but stayed silently alone, standing aside and watching the confrontation between the red king and the colorless.

He looked at the colorless expression and said something madly. He saw Zhou Fang stretch out his hand without hesitation and burned the white fox soul. He saw the red plasma flowing around Zhou Fang suddenly agitated. Damocles in the sky above him After flickering twice, Si's sword went out suddenly, and accelerated its descent with a majestic momentum as if it wanted to destroy everything.

"It's still a bit of a pity," Ito said to himself suddenly, looking at his Munakata with a complicated expression, with a smile on his face, but his eyes seemed to be crying, and he touched the hilt of his sword.

Ito smiled at him, and moved his eyes to Wu Se's former body, "It can only be killed once."

"You can only kill once." He repeated it slowly, every word with deep emotion, straightened his collar, and said softly: "The mission is completed, apply to leave."

"The mission reward is to keep Zhou Fangzun alive."

Although it was only two simple sentences, the system responded immediately——

[Ask the host to explain the reason for completing the task] Miss Wu, who has been diving for many days, still has an indifferent electronic voice.

[The so-called director is just a storyteller,] Ito calmly stated, [From the beginning, I had doubts about those two extremely simple tasks, and later you only revealed it easily under my persuasion. Liao Zun's real name, and the follow-up of my attempt to complete the mission of the God of Raiders all confirmed this topic for me. ]

[However, those two tasks are very important reminders. After all, no matter what, you cannot give meaningless things and let me grope at will. In that case, my life will be worthless. ]

[So, if you look at it entirely from an outsider's point of view: amnesia, borrowing someone else's body template, time travel to another world, this opening is a typical Inciting Event (a typical opening scene of a movie), plus the two Bizarre skills, presumably any normal person will soon get lost in the pleasure of being blindly loved, right?So according to normal logic, time travel—can conquer others at will—be extremely loved by everyone—stepping on multiple boats and being punished, this is a very logical punishment plot (a common story type in which a good person becomes bad and is punished) . ]

[Everyone is the director of their own life, and I don't want to choose this kind of ending, what I want is a growth story,] Even if time and space are stagnated by the interference of Miss Wu, Ito still looks at Zhou Fangzun—the one who is purely for A king who sacrificed his life without hesitation to avenge his followers.

[I choose a growth story - the blood in a man's chest will never go out, but the youth of a restless boy ends with witnessing the blood of his beloved. Although this is cruel, it makes people mature quickly. ] Having said this, Ito paused before continuing, with a calm expression as if he was not saying something that was extremely cruel to him: [It’s just obvious that you don’t think this kind of story is exciting enough, so you arranged for the colorless to appear in advance , and Tokube's sudden death right? ]

——Every night after witnessing the death of the boy with his own eyes, when the brain had a little time to stop functioning, Ito repeatedly reproduced the scene at that time and recalled the cause and effect countless times, but no matter how you think about it, that kind of coincidence is really true It was too coincidental, it could even be said to be a blunt coincidence, and this was the only way he could explain it.

The system was silent for a while, and did not answer his question. Instead, after three seconds, it coldly said the official wording of [The host's application has been approved, please select the task reward from the following options:].

A huge projection appeared in midair in front of Ito——

【mission rewards:】

【1. Keep the memory of this world. 】

[2. Retain the ability of this world. 】

[3. Keep the body in this world. 】

[4. Keep the assets of this world. 】

【5. Retain the reputation of this world. 】

【…】

Quickly skipping the dense and increasingly outrageous rewards in the middle, Ito's eyes stopped on the small words on the last line - [12. Change the fate of characters in this world. ] That's it, he made a choice.

However, his eyes stayed on the first item for a long time and could not move away.

Do you want to erase even the memory?Ito was in a daze, but then, he quickly realized that this is indeed a matter of course. After all, the so-called memory is only stored in the human body.

But!Ito couldn't help but smirked——Tushu, my love for you is to hide this love during your lifetime so as not to disturb you, and to continue to sacrifice you to fulfill your ideal after your death.

How incompetent, he couldn't even do such a thing as wanting his lover to last forever in his memory.

"Can I exchange my life for his resurrection?" Yes, for just a moment, Ito wanted to make such a request willfully, but soon, he gave up by himself, because he was soberly aware of the fact that the system For me, his existence is more valuable than ten bundles of tatara, and even if he proposed it, it would be just a useless act of exposing his true thoughts--thinking of this, he closed his eyes slightly, even he would hate it sometimes Own way of thinking that is too sharp and rational.

Miss No's question interrupted his thoughts——

[But I'm really curious, if your reasoning is wrong, what do you do now? 】[If you don't even have the consciousness to bet on yourself, how can you win? ] Ito replied indifferently, and then he added: [I directed a tragedy, and everyone in it is very happy. ]

With the end of this conversation, time and space suddenly began to flow.

With the falling giant sword as the background, Zhou Fangzun was looking at this side, with a calm expression of relief on his face.

Then suddenly, his expression froze—the man with the same face not far away emitted light from his feet upwards.

Just like the decomposition of ordinary substances, and like effervescent tablets melted in water out of thin air, that guy named Makoto Ito is dispersing into grains of fine and bright silver light sand.

Zhou Fangzun subconsciously stretched out his hand to the opponent, and then paused in mid-air, as if some kind of consciousness prevented him from advancing even a little bit.

He stared at each other in a daze, the distance between the two was clearly not far, but they both had a real feeling of standing on the other side of the abyss.

Zhou Fangzun's hand hanging in mid-air retracted abruptly, and then seemed to be startled by his unconscious movement, he spread his fingers, and pressed one side of his temple tightly as if he wanted to restrain something.This usually casual action of combing his hair, at this moment, he made a gesture of fear.

He stared at Ito without moving for a moment, his eyes were sharp and almost burning.

Then, in this gaze, there was a substantive pleading.

However this is of no use.

The violent energy flow surged from the ground to the sky as he disintegrated, shattered the broken giant sword, and then rushed towards Zhou Fangzun's Damocles sword with an aura that seemed to disturb everything.

Locking, intertwining, and filling, a huge amount of Yang Yan entangled, squeezed, devoured, and rearranged each other. When it was reshaped, the once broken sword was flawless—it looked solemn and sharp, as if it could cut through the sky.

Zhou Fangzun stood there blankly, and when his mind was full of the last moment, Ito, who had completely dissipated in the light sand and only had one face left, smiled and said, "Don't put on the face of a loser, Zun..."

——He has no ashes, Zhou Fang raised his head and looked at his sword that had risen again, shining with silver light, and thought in a daze.

……

……

On the day when Barbara held the funeral for Ito Makoto, it was raining in Tokyo in the morning.

Reji Munakata changed from his usual blue uniform to a black mourning dress that he didn't like.

Because Ito didn't leave anything behind when he died, today's funeral is just a pure ceremony—even though he clearly has such a clear understanding, Munakata seems to be possessed, even if it's just a ceremony, he will I want to finally feel the breath of that person once existed.

Perhaps it was because of his great reputation. Although Barbara simply published his obituary in the newspaper, surprisingly many people came to the funeral.

There are even quite a few well-known actors and actresses and directors.

The flashing lights in front of the ceremony site kept flashing, and the posthumous photos placed high above the altar, the handsome face of the young man, seemed to see through everything with tolerance and compassion.

The barbarians, who have always been in high spirits, restrained their former rebelliousness, and looked listless as if they had lost their soul overnight. The funeral was presided over by Akagumi's deputy Kusanagi Izumo, but——

However, Munakata Reisi never saw Zhou Fangzun's figure.

Although I understand that the other party probably didn't show up because he didn't want to see such a fact at all, but just thinking of Ito's wholeheartedly planning for him even at the last moment, no, maybe it's because of this, it makes Munakata even more difficult to accept.

Thinking of this, Munakata opened his umbrella and decided to leave after the worship.

However, after taking two steps, he turned his head abruptly, and shifted his gaze to the opposite side of the road—in the pattering rain, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure stood silently on the street opposite the funeral, looking at the scene without moving. side.

Munakata heard that after Ito's death, Zhou Fangzun went to the place where they first met and sat on a bench overnight.

Zongxiang heard that Zhou Fangzun dyed his hair black after that night.

Munakata heard that Zhou Fangzun had changed his T-shirt and denim, and put on Ito's favorite suit...

But he never thought that they would be so similar.

"..." Before he knew it, Munakata had already moved and stood in front of the man who neither opened an umbrella nor opened the sanctuary. He silently watched the raindrops dripping from the other's hair. After a while, suddenly something happened. He said, "Zhou Fangzun, do you want to play chess together?"

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