After being surrounded by the healing system

In this pitch-black space, Atsushi Nakajima seemed to have lost his sense of self-existence. The room seemed so dark that it couldn’t be touched, but it was so cramped that he couldn’t breathe. In such a closed, dark room, Atsushi Nakajima sensed the presence of another person.

That person is so ethereal and illusory, as silent as air, yet so dangerous and terrifying that people cannot fail to notice his existence, just like a top hunter who keeps his head in excellent condition all the time and ambushes his prey.

In the darkness, Atsushi Nakajima met a pair of beast-like purple-gold eyes. He staggered back in fright, and pressed his back against the wall. Only then did he realize how narrow the space was. The small black room dedicated to punishing criminals does not even have a window. In this space where there is no light, Atsushi Nakajima meets the monster's eyes.

The monster's line of sight was very low. Atsushi Nakajima looked at the monster with his head down, but this pair of eyes was only short, probably just for a moment. , staring blankly at one point.

In this space, the terrifyingly bright animal pupils slowly turned back to round pupils. It seemed that the other party only sensed Atsushi Nakajima's existence for a moment, and didn't take it seriously after he couldn't sense it.

Atsushi Nakajima began to try to find a way out, but the walls were completely sealed on all sides, there were no doors at all, and the ground was hard and cold, as if paved with a whole block of stone, so the exit was only overhead——

No, he can't get out.

After several failed attempts to use the supernatural power Luna Beast, Atsushi Nakajima had to accept the reality.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know how long he had been here, perhaps only a few minutes or several hours had passed. Atsushi Nakajima, who had lost his sense of time, felt extremely depressed. He thought of his time in the orphanage. That experience made it almost impossible for him to sit on the ground and hug himself without trembling.

After maintaining this posture, Atsushi Nakajima suddenly realized that the monster at the opposite corner seemed to be like this too.

Atsushi Nakajima felt that he was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't stay any longer.

What's going on here, isn't he sleeping in the dormitory?

Yes!He is sleeping!This must be a dream!

Atsushi Nakajima wanted to wake up consciously, but to no avail. This despair and dead silence were far more real than what ordinary dreams could give him with all his senses.

"boom--"

Immediately following a loud noise, a wall was directly cut out by an unknown force into a circle with neat edges, and the cut wall pieces were ruthlessly thrown aside. This deathly silence was finally broken, even though it was a bit jarring. , although the light outside was not bright, it saved Atsushi Nakajima.

And relying on this weak and dim light, Atsushi Nakajima could clearly see the faces of the people who were in the same area with him before.

The face that was exactly the same as his was lifeless, which directly caused Atsushi Nakajima's brain to crash.

The white-haired and black-clothed monster stood up and looked at the person who forcibly opened the confined space. Atsushi Nakajima followed suit. Isn't the person standing outside the same Miss Akutagawa he saw today?

But compared to the Miss Akutagawa he saw today, the Miss Akutagawa at this moment made Atsushi Nakajima feel a chilly temperature. She looked at the boy in black as if she was looking at a dead person, a useless piece of garbage, but Those cherry-colored eyes seemed to be burning, hot and full of vitality.

"You shouldn't have opened this place." The white god of death said lightly, with dejected eyes.

"My will has nothing to do with you." The girl in the light gray windbreaker had her hands in her pockets. She had no intention of saving people at all, but turned around and walked away after scanning the inside. It turns out that she didn't get what she wanted from it.

"What do you want to investigate." My favorite 'residence' was destroyed, and the white god of death had no choice but to come out of the small black house. He also had a purpose to do here, but this small black house is really suitable for him. So much so that he forgot the task given to him by the leader.

Of course he knew the exit, the exit was above his head, and he fell from it. Regardless of the small area under his feet, the height of this small black room should not be underestimated.

Mr. Dazai said that if he still yearns for true death and self-erasure after this mission is completed, then he will be given what he yearns for.

So here he comes.

The white god of death followed the culprit who destroyed his beautiful home. He could see that this girl knew a lot and would definitely be able to help him in his mission.

"It has nothing to do with you, I hate you." It is quite reasonable for a girl who is struggling to survive to dislike monsters who pursue death. She doesn't want to go with this guy, and even saying a single word makes her feel sick to her stomach. Disgusting, she will never understand such a person, and she doesn't want to understand at all.

"I know some information."

Ms. Akutagawa's peripheral vision finally fell on the white-haired boy reluctantly, but she moved away indifferently for a moment, and came to the conclusion: "I know everything you know, why would Mr. Dazai send you such a useless guy over here?" .”

The White God of Death was not angry, and upon hearing this, he only showed a faint, emotionless smile, "I can come in handy."

"I don't have any interest in a redundant scapegoat who can't die, it will only increase the burden."

"Really? That's really a pity, but since you know Mr. Dazai, please allow me to follow you. After all, it's for the mission. Even if I get hated, I want to finish it quickly."

"Heh, end your useless life."

"Is it useless? Well, that's right, but you're smart enough." The white god of death almost wanted to put the words "I want to use you" on his face, and Miss Akutagawa didn't even look at him. walk freely.

There was no temperature at all, and the first conversation ended.

Atsushi Nakajima followed the two along the way, watching these two people have to cooperate with each other in the crisis again and again. From the beginning, they didn't wait to see each other's eyes. Knowing the change, Miss Akutagawa tacitly assumes that the white god of death can 'use' her, follow her actions, and complete the task without thinking.

Why are there such people?He actually wanted to do his best to survive in such a terrible world.

The white god of death really can't figure it out, but now he only needs to obey Akutagawa's orders, and he doesn't need his own ideas. In this case, it would be great to have someone who can take charge.

In this crisis-ridden castle that is not inhabitable at all, the two of them, who have obtained enough information and understood the cause of the incident, finally came to the study of the owner of the castle to find the last props. Here, the white god of death, who had not been injured in the face of those indescribable monsters along the way, had his entire arm swallowed by an unknown force when he touched the silver box placed on the desk.

Atsushi Nakajima also clearly saw one of the six gray gemstones on the silver box light up at the moment when the white god of death lost his arm.

At this moment, the young man whose deathly silence had slightly faded along the way, the rare light in his eyes went out. He looked at Ms. Akutagawa, showed a creepy pale smile, and said slowly in an extremely soft voice: : "It hurts."

Immediately afterwards, Atsushi Nakajima fell into darkness before his eyes. He could only hear the roar of the monster, and the clicking sound of Miss Akutagawa's leather heels stepping on the ground, and the sound of objects collapsing and breaking down one after another.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't see anything, he knew it was a dream, and he realized it clearly again when the surroundings were in chaos but he was unscathed.

After a while, the brightness in front of his eyes was restored again. Because of the previous darkness, the sudden light at this moment made Nakajima Atsushi feel a little dazzling. Nakajima Atsushi squinted his eyes for a while before recovering. After adapting to the brightness, he could see clearly. The mess in front of him disappeared.

The White Grim Reaper had grown back his arms, and Atsushi Nakajima understood why.

The fully restored white god of death lay weakly on the ground, his eyes full of disbelief, he was eager to ask something and get an answer, but he was obviously exhausted and could not get up because of Miss Akutagawa's foot on his back.

Looking down at the embarrassed monster in human skin, Ms. Akutagawa raised a hand to cover her mouth and nose in disgust, her eyes were more indifferent than before.

Atsushi Nakajima doesn't know how to describe Ms. Akutagawa's eyes at the moment. Although she was disgusted before, she was looking at people, but now she is looking at garbage.

"Akutagawa..."

"Idiot, no matter how much you struggle with your current state, it won't help."

"how did you do it."

"It's thanks to you that you can say such a well-known stupid thing."

As Ms. Akutagawa said, she moved her feet and walked towards the desk that had remained relatively intact in the battle just now because of her protection. The monster that has been deprived of too much power, no matter how powerful its recovery power is, it will take a while to recover. The son could only be in a state of weakness in limbs. He barely got up and followed Ms. Akutagawa to the desk.

"Open it." Miss Akutagawa raised her chin slightly as a signal.

The white god of death remembered what had happened before, and froze in place. He looked at Miss Akutagawa, and said with some hesitation: "Akutagawa, don't you think that I... am a monster that shouldn't exist in this world?"

"Monster? What stupid things are you talking about? In my eyes, you are an out-and-out idiot, Atsushi Nakajima." Ms. Akutagawa looked at him with disgust and said bluntly, her eyes glowed with the spring that he once thought he was not qualified to touch. For the first time, colored eyes met his eyes directly.

"...Well." The soul seemed to be dragged away, Mafia's white death couldn't control the trembling of his voice, at this moment, his empty eyes seemed to be reflected in the color of the first cherry blossoms in spring, dyed He smiled at a temperature that didn't belong to him. It wasn't as natural but emotionless as before, as if imitating someone's smile, but also because of this strange emotion that belonged to him, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. Unknowingly stiff.

--Super ugly.

Atsushi Nakajima felt that Ms. Akutagawa might want to say this, but for some unknown reason, she kept silent instead of saying it.

The white god of death, who was afraid of pain and death, faced the terrible box. Under Miss Akutagawa's eyes, he slowly and firmly stretched out his hand to it again. After the fifth time in front of Atsushi Nakajima, the box opened. To be honest, even if he couldn't see it, just by hearing the sound, Atsushi Nakajima could feel the frightening sense of oppression coming from the monster.

Is the supernatural power of the white god of death a moon beast?Is that really the Moon Beast like him?

Atsushi Nakajima only hoped that he would wake up quickly.

Inside the box was a polygonal crystal of unknown material. The activated crystal exuded indescribable brilliance and color. Ms. Akutagawa picked it up and looked at it silently for a long time. Just when the white god of death wanted to ask about the situation uneasily, Akutagawa The lady put away the crystal and said calmly: "Your task is completed, you can go out after everything is over here."

Finish?what ends?

At this moment, the white god of death and Atsushi Nakajima showed the same confused expression on their faces.

"Going out together?" The white god of death didn't think too much, but asked cautiously.

Ms. Akutagawa didn't look at him. The White Grim Reaper seemed to have no other use for her. For those who had lost their use value, she turned and walked out of the study indifferently, ignoring him at all, which made the White Grim Reaper's inner anxiety intensify.

"Akutagawa?"

"Akutagawa, are we going out together? Are we together?"

"Akutagawa, can you say something? It's like you're going to die, you're not like me—"

Miss Akutagawa finally couldn't stand the white god of death who kept screaming 'Akutagawa Akutagawa' beside her, and said angrily: "Shut up! Atsushi Nakajima!" Why did this guy become more and more chattery.

"Yes!" Although his own existence could not be seen or even noticed, Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously responded with himself in the Mafia camp, and Atsushi Nakajima slapped his face hard forehead, and kept reminding myself in my heart——

This is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream!

The author has something to say:

[Small theater behind the scenes]:

You are a staff member of an animal rescue center. Not long ago, the rescue center rescued a terribly emaciated white tiger.

The white tiger who was unwilling to eat lay there quietly, no matter how the staff fiddled with it, it did not respond. After a detailed physical examination, you found that there was nothing wrong with the body of the white tiger, only the malnutrition caused by its unwillingness to eat. You have nothing to do , can only temporarily use the infusion method to maintain the nutrients needed by the white tiger's body, so that it will not be starved to death by itself.

The skinny white tiger seems to be friendly to other creatures, no matter what kind of animal it is, it will cast a peaceful gaze.

It doesn't look like a predator at the top of the food chain.

If it goes on like this, it will die. What happened to make this beautiful white tiger that should have been so heroic become like this.

Thinking of this, you who are resting in the dormitory can't help crying, holding your own lop-eared rabbit and crying under the quilt.

This pure white lop-eared rabbit with only the hair at the end of its ears gradually turning black was picked up and rescued by you in a dirty alley. It has a pair of beautiful pink eyes, very obedient and obedient. Raising it has basically not encountered all kinds of troubles that raising rabbits will encounter. You love it so much.

The staff of the Animal Rescue Center love this world's cutest lop-eared rabbit.

The lop-eared rabbit looked at you silently, raised its little paws to wipe your tears, you sniffled in embarrassment, and cried even louder.

When you wake up the next day, your cutest lop-eared rabbit in the world is gone.

You are in a hurry to find your lop-eared rabbit. There are many carnivorous animals living in the animal rescue center, and you are afraid that the lop-eared rabbit will be eaten.

When everyone in the Animal Rescue Center heard that the always well-behaved lop-eared rabbit had disappeared, they all rushed to look for it.

Finally, you found the lop-eared rabbit at the white tiger.

The lop-eared rabbit, instead of being quiet and obedient in front of you, slammed the vegetable leaves into the white tiger's mouth ferociously. If the white tiger dared to let the vegetable leaves fall out of his mouth, he would kick them.

The white tiger crouched on the ground aggrieved, the meat-eating feline chomped on the vegetable leaves, and the lop-eared rabbit who supervised the white tiger stomped impatiently, not afraid of the big cat in front of him at all.

you:……

Seeing that the white tiger is able to eat, quickly take today's meat and put it in the mouth of the white tiger. Eared rabbit, slowly ate the meat you brought, and took a bite to look at the lop-eared rabbit.

--Are not you afraid?

--afraid of what?A fool who can only starve himself to death?

What do you think of the performance of the lop-eared rabbit?

The black fox whose wounds are not yet healed and covered with bandages often feeds the lop-eared rabbits some things that rabbits should not eat, such as...meat. Sometimes when you find the lop-eared rabbits from the black fox, you will find that the lop-eared rabbits The pure white hair around the lips of the eared rabbit is always stained with bright red color and some flesh foam, while the black fox is there leisurely, staring at you with those kite-colored eyes that you always feel creepy after looking at it for a long time.

So in the consciousness of the lop-eared rabbit, what kind of species is it?

You have no way of knowing.

At least... definitely not the prey's side.

感谢在2021-07-2320:45:45~2021-07-2417:42:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 ink as dust;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：霓裳28瓶；唐蝶语、过激宰厨殉情中20瓶；芒果团子18瓶；猫13瓶；涟漪轻羽2瓶；一个平平无奇的秃头婶、梨悠悠1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!