[Comprehensive] Brave Fighting Demon King

, completely suppressing the starlight that should have been shining.Even the moon is like a poor firefly, squatting in an inconspicuous corner.

Countless moths gathered in the light of the street lamps, and the bagged garbage receded into a small garbage mountain at the foot of the telephone pole.

Allen walked towards the garbage dump, and suddenly found something in the shadow of the garbage mountain.

He walked forward, watching the black shadow warily.The further you go, the clearer the outline of the shadow becomes.

Gradually, Allen discovered that Tuan Heiying turned out to be a long-haired girl in a Lolita-style dress.

A girl sits in the shadow of a mountain of garbage.She has long hair between gray and white, and because of her kneeling posture, the ends of her hair are completely dragged to the concrete floor.Her bangs covered her eyes, casting her entire face in shadow.

Her dress might have been white before, but now it was covered with dust.She was holding the same battered parasol, and she had a grotesque doll rabbit on her lap.

Sitting in the rubbish dump in the middle of the night and dressing up as a weird girl is not a normal picture no matter how you look at it.

A strange uncomfortable feeling surged in Alan's heart, he quickened his pace and walked over, threw away the trash, turned around and left.

Just as he was about to leave, the Lolita girl suddenly asked, "Do you... have a sister?"

younger sister?

Allen was about to answer no, when suddenly a cute smiling face flashed in front of his eyes.

It was a little girl with golden twin ponytails standing upright and eyes as blue as clear sea water.

... Hey, what did he just remember?

While in a daze, the Lolita girl asked again: "Do you have a sister?"

"...Yes." I didn't quite know why I had to answer this way. After saying it, Allen suddenly realized—why did he have to answer the strange girl's strange question?

"You..." He looked at the Lolita girl, and suddenly found that she was already holding a parasol, and staggered away from another alley.

...Oh, forget it.

Putting the weird feeling behind him, Allen returned home, and when he opened the door, he smelled a seductive fragrance.

The aroma came from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of gurgling.

Alan walked over and saw Ailan standing in front of the stove wearing an apron. The saucepan on the gas stove was emitting white steam.

There was a dark patch in the sink, and it was unknown what food had been processed.

Allen frowned and asked, "What are you cooking?"

"Of course it's delicious, for supper~" Ailan smiled happily, turned on the stove on the other side, added a frying pan, heated up the oil, and spread the thin slices of meat on it.

The sliced ​​meat is quickly fried and served with lettuce and mayonnaise on freshly toasted bread.Alan brought out the homemade sandwich and placed it in front of Alan.

"Try it."

"……what?"

With a skeptical attitude, he picked up a sandwich under the eager eyes of his childhood sweetheart, and tried to take a bite.The burnt aroma of bread slices and the taste of gravy mixed together filled the mouth.

"..."

Ailan asked with a smile: "Hey, it's delicious, isn't it?"

Indeed...it was delicious beyond expectation.But for some reason, Allen just didn't want to praise his proud childhood sweetheart.

Ailan didn't bother with him, she made a glass of milk and brought it over, and said tenderly and considerately: "If you like to eat, you can eat more, but there will be delicious broth in a while."

Allen looked at the brown milk and asked, "Did you put chocolate powder in it?"

"You'll know if you try it." The bright and beautiful black-haired girl smiled, hummed happily, and ran into the kitchen to check her broth.

The brave pushes the devil

In the middle of the night, Allen suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He walked out of the room and turned on the light in the living room, and the furnishings were unobstructed.

There was silence all around, but he always felt that there seemed to be someone else around.

He went to the entrance to check the door lock, and was surprised to find that the door was not locked.

—Did you forget to lock it?

After thinking about it for a while, he found that his memory was a little fuzzy. Allen locked the door, went back to the living room, paused, turned and went back to the room, and when he came out again, he already had a sharpened Tang knife in his hand.

In his memory, he was practicing kendo, and this Tang knife was a birthday present from Ailan.

Walking directly into the kitchen, Allen didn't turn on the light.In the darkness, the outlines of kitchen utensils could be vaguely discerned.

Going straight to the low cabinet on the right side of the refrigerator, he clenched the handle of the knife with one hand, stretched out his toes, and slammed open the door of the low cabinet.

A group of gray and white shadows rushed out, Allen waved his arm, and Tang Dao pierced through the group mercilessly.The sharp blade pierced into the flesh and made a dull sound.

The shrill scream pierced the eardrums, and the girl who was nailed to the ground by the blade waved her hands indiscriminately.The slender nails of the ten fingers scratched the ground, making a liver-shattering piercing sound, leaving deep bloodstains one after another.

"...Brother...Brother...It hurts...Don't make such a joke...Brother...Let me go...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Letting out a sharp mournful cry, the girl struggled so hard that it was not human-like.Allen pressed the handle of the knife tightly, not daring to relax at all.

The girl kept yelling brother and brother, and Alan got a headache from the quarrel, and couldn't help saying: "I'm not your brother."

As if suddenly stimulated, the girl screamed and said sharply: "...what is brother talking about!...Only I am my brother's younger sister!...For my brother, I can do anything!...It hurts!...Okay Pain...brother! Don't be kidding!...let me go...let me go—ahhhhh!"

Allen's eyelids drooped slightly, and a dark red light flashed under his eyes that he didn't even notice.

As if dreaming, he whispered: "...then... for me, rest in peace."

Gradually, black and red blood soaked the ground, and the ground was covered with vertical and horizontal bloodstains.The girl's screams and struggles gradually weakened, and her whole body was covered with black air.

The imperceptible black air in the darkness rises like steam, drifts into the air one by one, gathers around Allen, and penetrates into his body as if attracted.

Finally, the girl stopped moving at all.

Allen waited for a while before pulling out the blade and turning on the light.

I saw a dirty white dress scattered on the ground amidst a pool of blood.An ugly brown bunny puppet lay on top of the dress.

This suit looks very familiar.Allen recalled for a while, and remembered that this was the clothes worn by the weird Lolita he met near the garbage dump.This doll is also hers.

"...What is it... This world is really strange....Huh?...'This' world?"

The strange feeling disappeared in a flash, and I was troubled for a long time but couldn't figure it out.Putting aside the doubts for a while, wiped the Tang knife clean, Alan picked up the rag and mop, and resignedly began to clean the kitchen.

"Today is the first day of transferring to a new class, cheer up, Gail."

Early in the morning, the black-haired girl from her childhood was full of energy.

Allen only slept for a short while at dawn, but he doesn't feel sleepy now.

He felt an aura approaching him, and when he turned his head, he saw Ailan move her face closer.

"What are you doing?" Allen took a half step back uncomfortably.

Ailan grabbed his arm to prevent him from hiding, so she leaned closer and sniffed near his collar.

"...It's so fragrant~taste~say, what did you steal?"

Alan's face was dark: "It's just breakfast... Are you a dog?"

He shook off Ailan and strode forward. The girl turned her head to look at his back, not in a hurry to catch up, but clapped her hands together, and a strange book with a black cover appeared in her palm.

Turning the pages of the book, I saw that there were titles and descriptions listed one after another like file records.

On this page, next to a photo of a house and a woman in white on the left, there are two words of curse and grudge.What follows is a dense description of fine print.At the bottom of the description, a small circle is drawn with a red pen.

The page on the right says Weird Lolita, and the attached photo is the strange Lolita girl Ellen met.

A red circle was drawn at the bottom of the girl's description.

As if seeing her beloved pet being mischievous, Ailan frowned slightly, and then smiled again: "Oh, forget it, just eat it, anyway..."

The last words were inaudible. She closed the book and closed her eyes. The book emitted a faint light.A dark red magic circle appeared on the black cover, turned into purple, and became dim and invisible again.

Ailan turned the pages of the book again and tore off one of the pages.In her hands, the paper turned into black bats and rushed to the sky, then exploded in the air, turning into countless fine black powders, scattered in the wind like fine snow.

New school, new class, class starts and ends, a leisurely and ordinary day passes by like this.

During the break between classes, Ailan lay on the window sill, took a breath of the wind blowing in front of her, and sighed deeply: "... Alan, have you heard it? This school exudes a very wonderful atmosphere."

"...the air is relatively fresh..."

"That...Gail classmate, Fuduo classmate?"

The black-haired boy with a handsome face came over, Allen looked at him, remembering that he seemed to be in the same class... Who is it?

Seeing the strange gazes of the two new classmates, the black-haired teenager You You smiled shyly, and introduced himself considerately: "I am Nobuaki Kanazawa, that... Although the two of you just transferred here today, there is one thing you must not I won’t tell you, but I hope you won’t be surprised and can calmly listen to my explanation.”

Ailan looked at Kanazawa with great interest. She came down from the windowsill and asked with a smile, "Okay, we will listen carefully. Then, please explain, Kanazawa-san."

Kanazawa