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"The more violent your mood swings, the more I can read." On the battlefield, Yokohama's velvety voice rang happily, "Remember, remember, born as a vessel in the laboratory, forced into The energy that does not belong to human beings is controlled and monitored to grow up... how pitiful, that book cannot give you any protection. Because it also grows in this way."

"You don't know, this Mr. Chuya. You think that death brings you eternal peace and ending, you can get rid of the responsibilities and shackles imposed on you by the port mafia, and you don't have to protect the fragile human beings every step of the way." .You work hard, work tirelessly, and give your life—but what did humans give you in return?"

"The gene was stolen, the ability was restarted, and everything was reincarnated once, a hundred times, a thousand times..."

"You have never enjoyed real peace, and some have always been betrayal and scrutiny."

"Not my race..."

"That's how humans are."

When Yokosaki Yukina's pupil earthquake.JPG, the voice of Nakahara Chuya, who he had drawn to simulate, rang out unceremoniously: "Who told you that what I want is peace?"

"What I want to protect...is never my life."

Huangbatu was born before the "book".

In terms of emotion and reason, he just wanted to protect that weak guy who was too vulnerable.

"What an interesting idea," Yokohama said, "but you see it too."

"I saw what your colleagues, your enemies, did to Yukiya."

"Otherwise...how could he be like this now?"

"In this regard, you should learn more from your elder brother. You, who only met him after his death, have no way of imagining and knowing what he went through in Europe, right?"

Gravity turned upside down as if the sky was turned upside down, the space was split as if the world was shattered, Nakahara also raised his face, it was completely different from the eyes of the cadres here, full of horror and blood.

"You really talk a lot, beautiful lady," the similar voice was full of exotic flavor, the rolled tongue was obviously gentle, but it also carried a biting cold killing intent, "It's too much to peek at other people's memories." It's disrespectful."

Yokohama didn't refute the gender reference, but just called out seductively: "Xingya."

The young child turned his face away, but his slender fingers gently held it against him, forcing his gaze back to the battlefield.

"You already know what I want to say," Yokohama emerged from the mist, and transformed into a figure again, holding the child's face softly with long tentacles, "Look at me."

"The moment you make an evasive reaction, you've already lost."

"...There is no need for this." The child said this, but his eyes were avoided again.

The hearts of the humans left on the scene sank.

Most of the peeping electronic equipment has been damaged or lost signal, and even if there are still a few who are still working tenaciously, it is difficult to distinguish the subtle expressions of a few people in the clear fog.Only those who were still around the warehouse... Even if their vision was blurred, they felt an extremely deep, bad premonition.

"You once said to me, don't just look at the bad part, but also look at the good part." Yokohama's dolls stepped into Yukiya's palace without any scruples. It was obviously a situation where they could kill with one blow, but they didn't Any other movement, even the giant dragon that was fighting originally shrank back and turned back into a human form.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked hesitant, as if he wanted to say something, but his elder brother directly covered his face with a hat.Red gore flashed from his bare wrist, but he didn't do anything in the end, just took off his hat and looked at Yuki with complicated eyes.

It's not that he doesn't know...

"But that's not a statement, do you remember? Either good—if any, or bad—almost."

Yokohama brought in the white mist from outside the palace and shrouded it around.When it leaned over, thousands of whispering voices sounded in the fog.

"Prototype..."

"Shepherd..."

"Huangba vomits..."

"The last hope..."

"Residual..."

"Because humans can't do it..."

"Why don't you escape..."

"monster……"

"I will always watch you..."

"Don't let me down, Yuki."

Yuki was a little dazed.He always thought that he had let go of the past—at least temporarily forgot the pain of the past.Crossing the barriers of the world, looking for more and more vitality, making more and more friends, and getting more and more help.He has always been so calm, and wishful thinking that he can bear it, but... If his spirit is really so tough, why would Gaia send the little Mr. Nakahara and Mr. Oda in the form of a cat?

How could he forget.No one can erase everything recorded in the book, and even Dazai Osamu just covered and obscured part of the content in a clever and clumsy way.As long as he wants, he can tear down that barrier at any time.

But he dared not.

He is a coward.

Just as he will never forget the confusion when he opened his eyes from the training cabin for the first time, the joy of getting a name for the first time, and the pain of being powerless for the first time, so of course he will never forget being manipulated and experimented , was given high hopes and then abandoned, was deceived and then given such trust...

...is that really trust?But it's a solid calculation.Give others hearts, and then play with that stupid, simple heart.

"As long as it's good intentions, can you tolerate being hurt?" Yokohama's face, which is getting closer and closer to human beings, showed a pitiful and apologetic smile, "You have never been sorry to human beings, they demanded too much from you. "

"Putting the gods down from the altar is just to save human beings, but why?"

"Why must heed their request and save them," it said with a sigh, "that's not even a prayer. It's an order, it's coercion, it's deception."

Shibusawa Ryuhiko nodded in agreement, his soft hair brushed Yukiya's face, but failed to wake him up from his trance.

"……not like this……"

Yokohama's voice came and went, but Yukiya, who was also hesitant in the warehouse, didn't notice it.He knew very well that from the very beginning, he was forced and induced to go this way.Those who died before him, beside him, and in distant battles nowhere to be found...

He wants to save them.The spying of the outer gods started from him, and it is also his due responsibility to save the world.

"It's not like that," Yokohama repeated his words, "Then why don't you even dare to recall the scene of that day?"

"He intentionally touched the restriction left by others, deliberately died in your hands, and deliberately let you see that Yokohama."

The mist that filled Yokohama rolled uncomfortably, and soon reflected the phantom that Yukina saw that day.Broken ferris wheel, polluted river, collapsed tall buildings, ruins everywhere, and Yuki who was kneeling on the top of the building, weeping blood.

The silver-haired magician squatted beside him boredly, and asked curiously, "Why are you crying?"

Time is reversed, Fyodor, who is full of blood but smiling and whispering, tremblingly puts the gun into his mouth, piles up blood rubies, pours broken glass marbles and sugar balls, suddenly ignites the monstrous flames, and goes mad The crowd and the inhuman leader, the yaksha who cried not to die, and the white snow that covered the tiger's body.Cries of collapse resounded across the field, but the phantom was still maintained to allow the crowd to evacuate.

The black-haired young man knelt down next to the shattered corpse with a cane.The unrecognizable brothers and sisters were no longer forced to separate, and overlapped together in the hellish pool of blood.

"Are you saddened by their death, or angry at this protracted deception?" Yokohama's voice mixed with others strangely, "Countless people have tried everything to protect you, but in the final analysis, they protected you Yes, aren't they still themselves?"

"Xingya," the boy with stars in his eyes sobbed, the big tears were like clear springs, and it was hard to wipe them dry, "I'm so useless...I don't know what to do..."

"Can you save them? Can you really? What Chuya didn't do... Can I really trust you?"

Yuki couldn't help but took a step back.The figure of Yumeno Kusaku was melting in front of his eyes, obviously the internal organs of the abdomen were emptied, but he still didn't die immediately, and the brain hell was activated...

"You bastard..." I couldn't bear it any longer after pinching the top hat into the deformed Central Plains. I threw off my brother who was watching the show, strode forward, stretched out my hand and pulled Yokohama away, "Even if you want to choose, you can choose It should be Xingya's choice, so get out of here!"

"You have a good temper, sir," Yokohama glanced at him lightly, "As expected, becoming the leader will make people calm down?"

Nakahara Chuya looked like he was going to crush his teeth, but Yukiya who was at the side buried his head and threw himself into his arms: "Chuya..."

He also had no time to pay attention to the group of shit-stirring sticks watching the theater, and quickly leaned over and hugged him: "Xingya?"

"... When Chuya sacrificed, what were you thinking?" Xingya didn't raise his head, but his weak voice was heavy like thunder, resounding in the increasingly quiet and gorgeous hall.

"Obviously...knowing that I will die..."

"That thing..."

Nakahara also pursed his lips, and finally became ruthless and tore Yukina out of his arms.He leaned over and half-kneeled in front of Xingya, the two pairs of eyes of the same color but completely different stared at each other silently for a long time, none of them looked away.

"It is very simple to go to the battlefield knowing that I will die, because that is my responsibility." Nakahara Chuya straightened his back and said seriously, "Since I joined the port mafia... no, before that, I have Understand that to protect this city, to protect the people who live under my umbrella ... this is the responsibility I have to fulfill."

"I was reborn here, and under the care of this city, fighting for it is not only what I have to do, but also what I want to do most. Even if he is too... a jerk, but he has undoubtedly fulfilled what he did with me, A promise with Chief Mori."

Under the gratifying sight of Mori Ogai in the distance, Nakahara Chuya's words changed abruptly, and he said with a hundred times more serious attitude than before: "Yes, that is my choice. Whether it is fighting or dying, it is all right." It is what I agree with from the bottom of my heart, the responsibility that needs to be borne, and the ending that is destined to usher in."

"But you're not like that, Yukiya."

"I know, you used my attitude as a reference from the very beginning, because at that time you thought you were my heir and the next protector, so you had to look up to me. And some rubbish—yes, they It's all oversized non-recyclables! - still trying to lure you in and say something stupid about you being part of the port mafia. But it's not like that at all!"

He was decisive, gritted his teeth and gritted his heart, and the more he spoke, the more irritable he was. The red light representing superpowers flickered like a warning. looked at him stupidly.Yukiya in the warehouse also stared blankly, but didn't notice that the tea had flowed onto her body.

Of the five creatures present, Yuki always entrusts excessive trust to familiar people, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko has long wanted to make trouble, Verlaine wanted to watch a good show, and Yokohama... Yokohama never said it would give up and persuade Yuki to turn around ah!

It is to make Xingya shake, and then give up the unreasonable idea of ​​saving mankind!

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Typed a lot and deleted them all.Keen-eyed lovely readers should have spotted some of my changes.To be honest, I still feel a little unbelievable. After reading a lot of notices, I don’t know what I want to do. In short, the biggest advantage at present should be that I finally don’t have to review for so long...

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