I rely on healing powers to save my life

"If you are given the simple and happy life you want at the cost of being separated from Pochita, do you agree?"

Denji lowered his eyes and involuntarily put his hands on his chest.

Pokita is like a family to him, and they made an appointment to realize their wishes together.

Denji looked up at Shiratori Natsu firmly, "I disagree, I will not abandon Pokita."

Then Den saw Shiratori Natsu bending her eyes and showing a relieved smile.

"Then there is only one way to realize your dream."

"what way?"

"Get rid of Machima." Shiratori Xia made a gesture of wiping her neck, "As long as you get rid of the current Machima, most of the troubles will be solved."

After the demon is resurrected, it will lose the memory of the previous life, and it is not surprising to dominate the demon.

As long as the current Makma is killed, the reborn demon will not be Makma, will not inherit Makma's desire to create a new world, and will not be so obsessed with the chainsaw man.

Dianci nodded firmly, "I understand."

After all, Denji's face became confused, "But although this person has been mentioned all the time, I still don't know who she is."

"Oh yes, you haven't seen her yet." Shiratori Xia rubbed her chin, "But you will understand when you see her. She is the one who dominates the devil, and she is the one who dominates herself."

Dianci nodded with half understanding.

"But don't worry, I will fulfill your wish, no matter what." Shiratori Natsu stood up and reached out to Denji, "You can trust me."

"Of course I believe you." Denji muttered softly, reaching out to catch Shiratori Natsu's hand.

Shiratori Xia pulled Denji up from the chair, and asked suspiciously: "Did you just say something, I didn't hear clearly."

Dianci was taken aback for a moment, then blushed and waved his hands, "No, I didn't say anything."

"That's it." Shiratori Xia didn't ask, "That roller coaster looks fun, do you want to try it?"

"it is good!"

The two spent half a day in the amusement park, and finally got on the Ferris wheel for the last time before the amusement park closed.

The Ferris wheel rises to the highest point, and the light of the distant city can be seen from inside.

The dots of light gather together to form a picture scroll of the city. This is the first time that the night view of the entire city has been overlooked.

Denji propped his hands on the glass, turned his head excitedly to look at Shiratori Natsu, just about to say something, but suddenly looked into Shiratori Natsu's eyes.

Thousands of lights reflected in Shiratori Xia's eyes, blending into the deepest darkness of his eyes.

He couldn't see through Shiratori Xia's eyes now, and he didn't know what Shiratori Xia was thinking.

A sense of unreality suddenly rose in Dianci's heart, and he stretched out his hand towards Shiratori Natsu, wanting to grab something.

Just before Denji's fingertips touched Shiratori Natsu, Shiratori Natsu turned her head and looked at him.

Dianci was so frightened that he jumped up from his seat, and at the same time he backed up, and finally bumped into the glass behind him with a thud, shaking the entire carriage.

Shiratori Xia blinked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"No, no, nothing!" Dianci shook his head, and sat back to his original position stiffly, his eyes flickering wildly.

Shiratori Xia made a long, confused tone, but didn't speak any more.

The whole car fell into an eerie silence.

The rotation of the Ferris wheel did not stop because of this episode, and their positions slowly dropped.

Denji stared at the toes of his shoes, his face was beaded with sweat, and his toes were moving uneasily.

Think of a topic, ah, this is too embarrassing.

Sweat slid down Denji's cheeks, and at the moment when the first tear dripped from Denji's chin, a flash of inspiration flashed in Denji's mind, and he raised his head abruptly.

"Why did you come to the world, Shiratori?"

As soon as he said the words, he regretted it, what kind of strange question did he ask.

Seeing that Shiratori Xia on the opposite side didn't answer, Denji hurriedly waved his hands, "I don't mean anything else, I mean, you know the chainsaw man, no, I want to say, why aren't you in hell, no... "

"I did know the chainsaw man, in hell." Shiratori Xiahu interrupted Dianci's words.

Denji looked at Shiratori Natsu stupidly.

Shiratori Xia leaned forward, with her right leg resting on her left leg, her elbow supported her forearm and her chin, "Do you want to ask me why I came to this world? There is nothing special, if you insist..."

"It's for you."

Shiratori Natsu raised the corners of her mouth and showed a smile without hesitation.

Denji's eyes widened, Shiratori Xia's words came into his ears, and then went on a rampage in his brain.

for me?Why?what for me

Denji wanted to ask Shiratori Natsu if he was joking, but when he met Shiratori Natsu's eyes, he couldn't say anything.

Out of nowhere came the determination and resolutely told him that Shiratori Xia was telling the truth.

He's here for him.

Dianci's fingers unconsciously clasped together, and his whole body became even more rigid.

Denji could hear his restless heart beating in his chest, as if the temperature around him had risen, and a thin layer of sweat emerged from Denji's hands, which he wiped casually on his clothes.

No one has ever said such a thing to Denji, and in fact Denji has only seen such words in stories.

A person comes for another person, choose him firmly, and stand by his side.

Dianci's brain suddenly seemed to be connected to a certain circuit.

Isn’t such a statement in the story a confession!

Confession? ? ! !

There was more sweat on the hands of Dianci.

Denji stammered and opened his mouth, "I, you..."

Then Den saw Shiratori Natsu stand up and walk towards him.

Den times nervous eyes began to circle around.

Here's what to do!If it's too out of line, he won't agree!

He closed his eyes again and straightened his body unconsciously.

Then there was a click around him, and fresh air rushed in.

The slightly cold air hit Denji at night, and Denji opened his eyes suddenly.

The ferris wheel has reached its lowest point, it's time for them to go down.

Shiratori Xia jumped to the ground one step ahead of him and waved at him.

Dianci's head suddenly cleared up, and the ensuing embarrassment rose to Dianci's heart.

With a red face, he jumped out of the carriage and came to Shiratoria's side, not daring to look at Shiratoria in the slightest.

What was he thinking just now!

Shiratori Xia didn't notice the strangeness of Dianci, and said next to him: "In order to compete with Maqima, we need to improve your strength first, and start special training tomorrow."

"Okay." The voice answered muffledly.

Back home at night, Denji took a bath and said good night to Shiratori Natsu, he lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Something was wrong, he felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with him.

Denji jerked the quilt in his hand over his head.

Go to sleep!

Darkness enveloped Denji, and Denji sank into consciousness in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, Denji opened his eyes and regained consciousness.

But in front of him was not his room, but a grove.

Looking around for the first time, it wasn't anywhere he knew.

Denji was wondering when Pokita's voice sounded beside him.

"Electric times."

Denji looked over in surprise, "Boqita!"

The orange puppy-shaped demon wagged its tail at Dianci.

Denji bent down to hug Pokita, and kissed him affectionately, "I miss you so much, but where is this?"

"This is my memory." Bochita signaled Denji to look forward.

In front of him, the Chainsaw Man leaned against a rock.

Denji widened his eyes at the demon who was quite similar to his demonized image, "Is this your original appearance?"

"Yes." Pochita responded.

Denji stepped forward curiously, and at this moment, another person entered the field of vision of the two of them.

Looking at the past for the first time, the white hair and the same face as now are not Shiratori Natsu.

Shiratori Xia stopped in front of the chainsaw man, bent down and talked to the chainsaw man sitting on the ground.

Dianci couldn't hear their voices, and circled around the two people twice.

As if talking about something unhappy, Shiratori Natsu puffed up her cheeks in anger.

The Chainsaw Man often stays in this position, and Shiratori Xia comes here almost every day.

"Is this when we were in hell? You and Shiratori knew each other at that time." Pochita shook in Denji's arms.

"Yes, we almost became friends." Pochita watched his past self get up and leave, with regret in his voice.

"Nearly? Why? I thought you were very good friends."

"Because Makima attacked me."

As Pochita said, the scene in front of Denji changed again.

Mazima stood in front of the chainsaw man with the demon he controlled.

Denji pointed at Machima, "Is she the dominating demon?"

"Yes, she wants to dominate me by defeating me, so that she can use the power of the chainsaw man to create a new world. I was seriously injured in the battle with her, so I came to the world."

"I knew that Machima would come with me, but I didn't expect that sickness would come with me." Bochita looked up at Denji, "I've been thinking since then, if I had become friends with sickness then alright."

"Is this your wish?" Denji looked down at Pokita.

"If you say so, this is my wish." Pochita nodded.

Denji grabbed Pochita with both hands and lifted him up, solemnly nodded to Pokita, "If it is your wish, I will definitely help you fulfill it, I will become friends with Shiratori, and will always be friends. "

"That's great." Pokita laughed.

The picture in front of Denji's eyes became blurred, and he vaguely heard something in his ear.

Denji struggled to wake up, and the voice beside his ear became clear.

"Electric times? Electric times?"

He opened his eyes, and Shiratori Natsu's enlarged face appeared in front of him.

Shiratori Natsu was standing by his bed and bent over to look at him.

Dianci froze for a moment, then reacted abruptly and sat up.

This time, the forehead of the electric times collided firmly with the head of Shiratori Natsu who hadn't had time to dodge.

After the bang, Denji was dumbfounded when he looked at Shiratori Xia who was bending over while covering his head.

"Shiratori! I'm sorry! Are you okay!!"

"Not very good." Shiratori Xia raised her head, with physiological tears rolling in her eyes, "Is your head made of iron?"

Denji just looked at Shiratori Natsu in this posture, because of the pain, Shiratori Natsu's eyes were a little red, looking at him with a pitiful accusation.

The place that should not be moved has moved.