Quanzai Cone

Thin, soft hands with signs of aging gently held my cheeks.

"During the days we left, you grew up to be an outstanding adult alone." Mom stared at me with pitiful eyes, and her tone was as light as mist, "...I'm sorry."

Faster than thought control, tears overflowed without authorization.But the water droplets one after another penetrated the palm of the cheek, like raindrops falling into the sky, quietly sinking into the ground.

I looked at them whose figures blurred and slowly became clear through tears, and told myself repeatedly that this was just an afterimage of memories, but I was still choked up and speechless.

Taking advantage of the time when my body was solid, my mother wiped away my tears for me, and lowered her hand to hold me.

"Let's go," she swallowed thousands of words, and finally said softly, "Do you still have something to do?"

The father who came to me silently restrained his emotions and nodded: "Let's go, we will accompany you."

Looking back and forth at them, I took a deep breath, swallowed the sourness, and raised my eyes.

The towering Kaisai is close at hand.

The moment it arrived under the fortress, a thicker mist erupted from the top of the building and swept across Yokohama in an instant.

"Dad, Mom, are you okay?!" I immediately looked back.

Dad responds: "Don't worry, we're fine."

He embraced his mother, covered his forehead with one hand, and looked up to the heights.I followed to see the second burst of fog, frowning.

The wind was surging above the sky, and the sea of ​​fog was endlessly agitated. An extremely depressing aura was slowly generated from the clouds...something was about to appear.

"—Damn it, don't drag me! Short hat!" The noisy voice broke the silence and gradually approached from behind.

I was taken aback, my eyebrows relaxed slightly.In the line of sight, the angry No. [-] was being held by someone on the shoulder and walked all the way. Although he refused to forgive him, he couldn't struggle because of the red light covering his body, and walked obediently.

"Don't just give people inexplicable nicknames, brat." The young man who escorted her gave a "tsk" and warned impatiently, "I have already said in the mission requirements that I received that if you refuse to follow through, you will be executed immediately. "

"Damn, hate, hate, you are all big bastards! Xingguang is too! They are just playing a little excitedly, and they are a little slower to meet up!" No. [-] rolled his eyes and yelled bitterly, "What if I don't come? So, what Long Yan..."

I stood still in front of her after clearing the fog and corrected lightly: "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

Blinking his eyes and looking at me a few times, No. [-] stopped talking resentfully, and bowed his head obediently.

"I'm sorry...I'll kill him right away." She muttered, showing a flattering smile, "I promise this guy won't see the sun tomorrow!"

Staring at her willful behavior, I sighed with a headache, waved my hand to signal her to stay in peace, and looked at the young man beside me.

The man with orange hair and blue eyes looked back at me: "Miss Gan Xunguang? I brought her here."

"Mr. Zhongyuan." I, who had heard his name from Zhijun, greeted him briefly. I glanced at the swirling clouds and frowned, "Dazai-kun is still up there. I'm worried that he will be in danger if he rushes directly up."

The tide of corpses does not distinguish between enemy and friend, after rushing into the fortress, it will definitely affect him...

"Can you please bring Dazai-kun down? Leave the enemy to me." I asked Mr. Nakahara.

"Huh? There's no need to worry about that guy. He must be playing tricks again, so you don't need to worry about it." The surprised Mr. Zhongyuan rejected me, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you have a way to control the tide of corpses, then go and solve it; Sawa Ryuhiko belongs to me, I have accepted the commission."

However, before he finished speaking, the vortex of clouds and mists suddenly overflowed with flame-like red.

As the wind swept across, we all looked up at the sky in astonishment, watching the red outline of the winding body in an instant - under the full moon, on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, the master of the mist, the incarnation of the red dragon, descended into the world, and let out a roar that resounded throughout Yokohama!

Is that Tatsuhiko Shibusawa? !

I turned my head and told my parents: "Find a safe place to hide!"

Sophisticated, of course they would not drag their feet and bid farewell. They nodded at me, left a word of "be careful" and ran into the mist supporting each other.

I grabbed No. [-], and my voice became tight: "Summon the tide of corpses, rush in! Dazai-kun is still inside!"

Yihao, who was looking up and watching, withdrew his gaze and became hesitant with a rare expression. Under my urging, he opened his mouth cautiously.

"But...he's not in Kaisai anymore."

"What?" I didn't understand what she meant for a moment.

When she raised her finger to the red dragon, Mr. Zhongyuan, who also raised her head, lowered her voice.

"That guy Dazai...impossible."

Subconsciously following what No. [-] was pointing at, I stared intently for a moment, and finally discerned that there was a blood-stained figure in white floating in the body of the red dragon.

It was Dazai-kun with his eyes closed and motionless.

"...That's...impossible!" I shouted with chills all over my body.

But no matter how you look at it, even if you stare until your eyes are dry, Dazai-kun remains motionless, almost, almost——

【Chuya-kun, I'm afraid Dazai-kun is dead...】

The voice of Ango Sakaguchi came from the communicator carried by Mr. Nakahara. I was stunned when I heard the heavy words of the other party.They were talking, but I didn't pay attention at all. I lowered my head a little bit and looked at No. [-].

Through the connection of "mind reading", she trembled after receiving my boiling emotions, and her dark eyes met my gaze.

"Impossible." I opened my lips and squeezed out a cold command from my teeth, "Tear it up and bring Dazai-kun back!"

With a head of red hair fluttering in the strong wind, No. [-] nodded vigorously, restraining his trembling and taking a few steps back.

"I haven't slaughtered a dragon yet!" She showed a flamboyant smile and spread her arms.

Mr. Nakahara interrupted the conversation with Ango Sakaguchi, who heard the movement through the communicator, and turned their attention to me: "Miss Gan? You..."

Their voices were drowned out.

Number One leaned back and laughed loudly towards the sky.

"Come on, Yokohama—behold this terrifying seed born of the harmony between natural evolution and human ambition!"

The girl's body collapsed and reorganized, turning into a deformed monster and rising from the ground!

The swollen flesh and blood expanded to the size of a floor within tens of seconds, and the proliferation speed became faster and faster, and soon it spread to every part of Leibo Street where the skeleton was located.The zombies that kept coming jumped into the spreading flesh and became the nourishment for its accelerated growth.

The mist was dispelled by the wriggling pieces of meat, and the monster evolved on the basis of a whole series of viruses. It inserted countless "feet" deeply into the ground, propped up a towering body like a mountain, and protruded thick "arms", locking The red dragon that lives in the clouds.

The roar that oscillated from every inch of flesh and blood rushed across the streets and alleys of Yokohama. The giant black eyes of the monster looked down at the madly struggling red dragon. There were gaps full of sharp teeth in the joint between the two, and they bit it fiercely. the dragon body.In the next moment, the dragon's wail fell to the sky—the monster held onto it tightly, allowing the flames spewed out by the red dragon to penetrate the flesh and blood, and just opened and closed its "mouth" all over its body, gnawing on it bite by bite.

Climbing up the monster's body, I finally arrived near the battle zone, staring at the red dragon's abdomen, and when the gap was bitten, I rushed to catch the falling figure.

"Dazai-kun!" I put my hand close to his neck and pressed down.

No pulse.

How can it be!My fingertips trembled, and I tried to breathe again in disbelief.

……No.

Dazai-kun closed his eyes tightly, and his expression could even be called tranquil, as if he was just asleep.I sat there dumbfounded, unable to move.

The battle continued, and No. [-], who was conscious, tried his best to control the shaking of the monster so as not to throw us off, but the aftermath of the explosion caused by the red dragon also poured down.Mr. Zhongyuan, who was following me, activated his ability and raised his hand to block the aftermath, and stood aside.

"What is this guy doing again?" Unlike me who was already confused, Mr. Zhongyuan said with a firm attitude while rolling up his sleeves, "In short, at this time, hit..."

"—It's enough to beat him up." The careless voice came from far to near, intercepting Mr. Zhongyuan's words.

I held my hand and raised my head abruptly.

"Okay, stop, Dun-jun." Patting the shoulder of the boy who was almost white as a tiger, the man in a brown woolen coat stepped on the monster's body and walked towards me.

"Mr. Dazai! I can bring you up without a tiger!" Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who had met once before, followed closely behind, with an excited expression on his face.

The man responded perfunctorily twice, turned his body half a circle, and pushed towards Dun Jun, who had been transformed into a tiger, and Jing Hua who rushed over: "Look at the atmosphere, Akutagawa, let's go play with Dun Jun."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke froze for a moment, then walked towards Atsu-kun gloomily.

"Why do you have to get in the way again, Renhu!"

"Obviously Mr. Dazai chose the person himself, why don't you make some sense." Dun Jun said speechlessly, "And how is 'Rashomon' going to bring people up..."

"'Rashomon' can of course lead people, let me show you!" Akutagawa replied coldly, the hem of the windbreaker deformed and pierced.

"Don't use me as a demonstration! Whoa - why do we still fight at this time!"

The teenagers are noisy, but I can't pay attention to them.The man squatted down beside me, and the gloom accumulated between his eyebrows and eyes melted instantly, turning into a soft smile.

I took a deep breath and threw myself into his arms.

"Zhijun!"