[Soul Eater] The lucky girl who fell out of the alphabet

[Soul Eater] The lucky girl who fell out of the alphabet [Scholarly Family]

Author: Facial Paralysis

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A new chapter, the protagonist is a 'wild dog' who can shake a scarf.

Since ancient times, spearmen have been lucky.

But... this shit doesn't even have a lucky E, the author has a look on your face!

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"KID! The bottle has recovered blood, hey!"

"Wait for me a little bit, Ma, it will be perfectly symmetrical in no time."

"I don't care if you're perfect or not, just poke it in for me now!!! Your blood has returned! Is there any reason for your blood to return? Half of the tubes have returned, damn! Help——!"

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I want to write a pure love story about secret love, but the story I picked is not so suitable for writing pure love... A soul eater with a passionate face, and he is still attacking neurotic KIDs...

Anyway, I just love those abnormal people [cover face]~.

Please do not repost at will, please cooperate, thank you.

Content tags: magic hour, the proud son of heaven, fantasy space, flower season and rainy season

Search keywords: Protagonist: Charlene, KID┃Supporting roles: Reaper, Hilo, Sister Thompson, and other characters in Soul Eater. ┃Others: Soul Eater, Grim Reaper, Weapons, Artisans, Ghosts, etc.

At the beginning of the plot, the 'teenager' has been taken badly.

01 Lucky OFF's 'manly man' [edit]

In the vague memory, I can barely remember a voice saying to myself: "Sleep, you don't need to remember those memories with burdens, you only need to remember your name, that is no one can take it away Yes, you can forget the people you like, the things you have done, but you can't forget 'your name'. '

I always remember, my name...

——'Sleep, although you are alone in the dark world, but you will not be alone, we will accompany you until our lives end in this long river of history, sleep, I will still be beside you who is sleeping Reading poetry, although you always say it is very noisy. '

I... should remember you guys, but... I can't remember... I can't remember...

—'Good night, our...'

—' Charlene. '

Good night……--……

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hospital.

The feeling here is always so annoying, the bedding is warm and white under the sun, and people can't ignore the smell of disinfectant water on the nose.Simply hating these, without any reason, the feeling of obsession goes deep into the bone marrow.

Since waking up and being moved here, the little patient wearing a light green hospital gown has always remembered what happened in the past three days, flashing lights, asking her questions all the time, the person holding the small book, and the person who looks like a leader People talk to her tenderly and shake hands, and then continue to flash.If it weren't for the people in white coats to drive them away, I don't know how long this kind of thing will last.

The breeze blows into the room of the ward along the window and the curtains are lifted. The weather outside is good and you can see the fat clouds. It is a good weather to bask in the sun and prevent hair growth, but the little patient is not in such a good mood to go to the hospital. do this.

She was holding up the dead body on the hospital bed looking at the ceiling in a daze. During this period, except for the sister nurse who came on time to put on the drip for her, and she stared at the other party's movements with a bit of performance, she continued to hold up the dead body stiffly.

Charlene Jones [Charlene Jones]

The sickly girl searched her whole brain, she couldn't remember anything but this name.

Blank brain, empty of nothingness, without any necessary information other than to be able to tell that staying here won't do her any harm.It's strange, she knows the cabinet, the bed, the water bottle, but she doesn't know what the thing that the guy wearing a miniskirt came in to hang for her just now is. According to people outside, this thing seems to be called a hanging bottle.

Charlene: What's a bottle?

The little patient frowned subtly on this question. Although it was a bit painful and weird after putting it on, she would feel better after infusing these colorful waters, at least better than the groggy first day when she first came here a lot of.

The little patient lying on the hospital bed looked at the ceiling and thought. She remembered a name that should be her own, and remembered the names of most things except some things. There should be no problem with her IQ.What is this disease that is neither completely forgotten nor fully remembered?Selective amnesia?The people outside seem to be shouting like this.

Charlene: And what is selective amnesia...

One strange question after another, Charlene, a girl suspected of suffering from selective amnesia, looks innocently at the sky. She feels that this wonderful world is full of malice towards her, what should I do!I feel like I will be crushed to death by a strange question that pops up in the next second——!

"What's wrong with me?" The little patient Charlene with long brown hair changed from standing upright to kneeling. She looked up at the ceiling with light-colored green eyes and looked sincerely, but "Ghosts and Gods" popped out of her mouth. Did it offend you?"

Charlene: ...So,...what are ghosts and gods—!

In the quiet ward, apart from the tangled sigh of the girl, only the occasional conversation outside the corridor and the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground could be heard. No one came to take care of her, and she was lying alone alone. In the ward, fortunately, he was not dying.

Feeling depressed, Charlene leaned on the soft white pillow. She bent one leg to pass the time, looking around the decoration of the ward, and saw a white letter without any marking on the small white cabinet.

It is impossible for Charlene, who has not been found by her family, to have a letter in the mail. As she thought so, she stretched out her hand and dragged the envelope over.

The white envelope didn't have any decorative patterns. After opening it, you could see an ordinary letter folded neatly in half, also without any pattern decoration, written in pure white.The content of the letter is roughly as follows;

【DEATHVEGASDEATHCITY' Admission Notice of 'Death Military Academy';

Ms. Charlene, congratulations on being selected as a new class of dead martial arts students. The dead martial arts college is located in Nevada, USA. It is a school that specializes in cultivating heroes. You have been recruited by the dead martial arts college as a weapon. Please come on X, X, X, X Dead martial arts freshman department.

Attached: It takes strong feet to climb up the long steps in front of the school. 】

Charlene, holding the letter in her hand, looked blankly at the 'Admission Notice' marked on the letter, and her brain only reflected '... What is DEATHVEGASDEATHCITY? ' Thoughts.

It turns out that there are wonderful schools in the world that specialize in cultivating heroes, Charlene thought so, and sent the letter back to the cabinet...

An unexpected thing happened suddenly. Charlene's body was tilted too much and her center of gravity was crooked. She just maintained the posture of delivering the letter and fell off the bed with a plop.

Because when the center of gravity shifted, Charlene already had a premonition that she might fall off the bed, so she quickly supported the ground with her free hand to prevent her poor nose girl from being injured unfortunately.Her legs were still hanging on the bed, and Charlene, who was able to get up but took some time to get up, let out a sigh of relief. She was so relaxed that she didn't notice that the vase on the quiet small cabinet shook innocently a few times, and then fell down. .

The cute little vase looked like it was about to break shyly. It hit the back of Charlene's head, and the hand that was raised to deliver the letter to the cabinet hit the ground with a slap.

When the nurse who came to make rounds on a regular basis opened the door and entered, she saw such a scene, and the blood on the ground that could be regarded as a murder scene...

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

02 Lucky OFF's 'manly man' [edit]

The nose, the back of the head, and the two places where innocent people are often shot when martial arts movies are shown on TV were not spared.

Charlene raised her hand and lightly touched the gauze on the back of her head and took a deep breath, "It hurts..." The tingling pain from the injured back of the head made the nose girl and the eye girl also twitch and cry.

The front was hurting, and the back was hurting too. Under the double attack, Charlene crossed her eyes and saw the cotton ball stuffed into her nose, and the exposed part was already stained red with blood.

Charlene: Does the amount of bleeding need to be so large?

The cotton ball in Charlene's nose was completely stained red and began to drip blood. The method of applying ice cubes to the nose to make the blood coagulate quickly could not keep up with the speed of the blood flow. The nose girl was so wasteful and cried. The blood made Charlene feel like she was going to die from a nosebleed.

Wouldn't this amount of bleeding really kill someone?While thinking about this question, Charlene pulled out the cotton ball that could no longer suck blood. The blood that was not sucked by the cotton ball just splashed out and couldn't stop it. It was already half red, and Charlene's hospital gown and quilt were stained a little blood red.

Therefore, when someone who specially came to visit opened the door and entered, the scene he saw was such an unbearable scene that made people feel dizzy for a while.

Charlene on the hospital bed held her nose that was bleeding like a river and needed to be replaced with cotton balls. The boy who kept pushing the door looked at the other party's bloody quilt and clothes. After staring at each other for a few minutes, the boy's face miraculously turned blue. , and then fell back limply and passed out without any warning.

"Are you dizzy with blood? It's still half a beat away." Charlene said without any sense of guilt. She continued to pick out the unusable cotton balls with her hands, and was about to replace them with new ones...

"Please wait a moment! Let me do it!" The black-haired boy who was lying on the ground just now suddenly got up and rushed to Charlene.