The tenth generation of Pengele wants to confess to me

When the line of sight was focused again, the sky turned gray and white.

Gray sky, gray world.

She froze for a while, only to realize that she was in a strange but familiar white wasteland, a gust of wind blew by, and the bare vision around her made her mind clearer.

is a dream.

Really, since she broke the shackles of the spiritual world, she rarely had this dream again.

——This kind, connects to another dream of oneself.

It's still the same, just observe here from the perspective of a bystander, and I can't participate in it.

Her eyes kept searching, and finally found the person she wanted to see on a high rock.

She has a pair of black ponytails, one long and one short, blue transparent pupils, and a face similar to Ma Tao's but expressionless.The black hooded cloak fluttered in the wind, and the conspicuous pentagram behind it danced along with it.

——BlackRockShooter (Black Rock Shooter)

Looking into the distance, she saw a strange orange and a black dot in the gray wasteland.Heiyan put his hat on with his hand, stood up, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Using various rocks as leverage points, she moved forward at an incredible speed, lowered her body to lower her center of gravity, and was wrapped in a black cloak, like a ghost lurking in the dark night.

A few moments later, she stood straight on the protruding rock of the gray-white rock, looking at the scene down the mountain with a blank expression.

It was a slender boy with brown hair and an orange flame burning on his forehead. He was wearing a white shirt and a black tie loosely tied. From this angle, only the corners of his lips could be seen.

He was surrounded by a group of strange black dolls.The puppet knocked down by his fists turned into smoke and disappeared, but there were so many opponents, he was still accidentally hit by the opponent's dagger, bleeding orange liquid spewed from his waist, and fell to the ground.

She looked at the boy and the group of black dolls, and stretched out her left hand expressionlessly. There was a sound of mechanical reorganization on the white arm, and her left hand turned into a huge black round machine gun, which clicked into the chamber.

At that moment, the machine gun roared and spun, and the bullets smashed through the wind with strong force, bombing among the dolls, blowing up huge smoke and dust, and countless dolls were split in two under the rain of bullets.Countless black bullet casings spewed out from the back of the gun.

In the huge smoke and crazy bombardment, the girl remained motionless.Her hat slipped off, revealing her black ponytails of different lengths fluttering wildly in the wind.

The boy who was still sitting on the ground raised his head, his eyes penetrated the smoke and dust that filled his surroundings, and the black figure of the girl was reflected in the orange pupils.

The round of bombing ended, and the huge smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the uneven ground hit by the rain of bullets and the mutilated corpses all over the ground.

She squatted down, then exerted force on her right foot, and jumped down. The gun on her left hand stretched and deformed in the air and disappeared, restoring her original arm. She squatted down and landed firmly in front of the boy.

Then he stood up, bent slightly, and stretched out his right hand to the boy who was still sitting on the ground.

The girl in the cloak and the boy in the shirt looked at each other expressionlessly. In the wind, orange flames and black hair tails danced.

After a while, the boy finally moved. His right fist brushed against the girl's cloak, and landed fiercely on the only puppet behind her who didn't know when to stand up.

The puppet was knocked into the air, its body shattered and disappeared into the air.

He stood up straight with no expression on his face, his brows were still furrowed, and he brushed past the girl with his lips curled down.

Hei Yan also retracted his movements, turned around and looked at the place where the boy left.The boy's soft hair and slender but stubborn back were reflected in her eyes.

The world is reduced to gray sand.

Ma Tao opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the blue ceiling of his bedroom.There were crisp birdsongs outside the window, and there was a pendant of her favorite bird hanging on the powder blue curtain.

She was stunned for a while before her mind slowly recovered.After stretching his back a lot, Ma Tao rubbed his sleepy black eyes and sat up vigorously.

"Ah, it's already morning, it's time to get up."

The scene in the dream suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, she was stunned for a moment, looked out the window, and muttered to herself as if confused.

"Orange, shouldn't it be the color of a smile..."

......

"Sister ~ get up soon, you're going to be late again today! Sister—" a soft and soft voice sounded outside the door, accompanied by a knock on the door, interrupting Ma Tao's fugue.

The little black-clothed Hong knocked on his old sister's door for a while, stared at the door with a steamed bun face, took two steps back and complained.

"Really, my younger brother, who is already in junior high school and still in elementary school, came to wake you up, and my elder sister really doesn't look like an older sister at all."

Sure enough, there was a scream in the bedroom, and then Hong Yihong watched his sister opened the door in a hurry and rushed into the bathroom in a speechless manner.

"Ah, what if I'm going to be late? I heard from them that you must never be late in Bingsheng, or you will be punished!!——"

"Really, I thought you were used to being late, sister." Hong, who walked back to the living room and started to eat breakfast, complained silently.

"Sure enough, I want to make a good impression on my classmates because I have arrived at a new school," my mother watched helplessly as Ma Tao rushed into the living room after washing up quickly, "If you really think so, you should get up early by yourself."

"Okay, tomorrow must be early." She carried her schoolbag, drank a large glass of milk in one go, and picked up a piece of bread, "I'm going first, Mom!"

"Be careful on the road."

"Um!"

After finishing the bread in a hurry, Ma Tao used his motor nerves as the main force of the basketball team and rushed to the school. He just stepped on the sound of the class bell and entered the school gate—fortunately, his home is not far from the school.

Standing at the gate of Bingsheng Middle School were several young boys with red armbands, who seemed to be checking attendance. Ma Tao couldn't help but take a second look, noticing their stern eyes, he quickly retracted his gaze, and ran towards the class.

When she got to the class, the teacher hadn't entered the classroom yet, so she sat in her seat, only to find that the seat of Sawada Tsunayoshi at the back table was still vacant.

There is someone who is later than himself, Ma Tao took out the textbook for this class and thought silently.

It didn't take long for the teacher to come, but the boy at the table behind her still didn't arrive.It was not until 10 minutes into the class that the front door of the classroom was opened with a swipe.

"Report, report—"

Tsunayoshi Sawada stood at the door of the classroom panting, with messy brown hair, and his school uniform jacket and shirt were wrinkled as if they had been ripped twice.He had two Band-Aids on his face where he had hurt yesterday, and he looked terribly ill.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi!! You are late for me again!" The head teacher was so angry that he broke the chalk in his hand, "Stand outside the door for me! Come to my office after class——"

There was laughter one after another in the classroom, and the students discussed it indifferently.

"Hahaha, you really deserve to be a good-for-nothing! You're late again!"

"Looking at him like this, he must have been punished by the discipline committee again."

"There is no cure for a person who is useless to such an extent. I saw yesterday's math test paper in the teacher's office, and he was the last again, haha!"

"Hey, if I were a good-for-nothing like him, I would have died long ago. What's the point of living in this world?"

"..."

Ma Tao closed the textbook and frowned at the boy.

He didn't seem to hear those laughing voices, he twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, scratched his hair, and stood outside the classroom with his schoolbag in his arms as usual.

"Okay, students, don't talk anymore, let's start the lecture."

It always feels a little too much.

What did the teacher say afterwards, but she didn't hear clearly again.Her mind was full of the embarrassed figure of the young man and the merciless sarcasm and ridicule of her classmates, until the get out of class monitor came over and asked her to fill out the club application form.

Without hesitation, she drew a check mark behind the women's basketball club, and she raised her head to ask the monitor, Mie Ozawa.

"Well, Ozawa-san, why doesn't everyone seem to like Zetian-san very much?"

"Eh?" Ozawa was stunned for a moment, and reflexively glanced at the seat of Sawada Tsunayoshi behind Ma Tao, remembering that he was called by the teacher because he was late, he couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

"That guy Sawada, I don't have any feelings for him. I don't care whether I hate or like him, but there is no way I can have a good impression of that kind of boy."

"Why?" Ma Tao opened his eyes wide.

"Let me think about it," she put her chin on her hand, as if recalling, "he is not bad, it should be said that he is a kind of old man, but his personality is too weak, and he doesn't know what to say. Say no - especially when the other boys in the class are threatening him."

The scene of the teenager sitting slumped in the corner appeared in her mind, feeling suffocated.

"Besides, he is a boy who is really weaker than the average girl. His sports performance is so bad that he would pant after running for two steps. His grades are also at the bottom of the class. He will make a mess of everything in his hands, so Everyone calls him Waste Chai Gang."

Ozawa looked at the thoughtful Ma Tao, and then realized why he came here: "——Hey, by the way, have you filled out the application form?"

"Yeah." Ma Tao came back to his senses and handed her the form in his hand.

Ozawa took it, glanced at it casually, and then froze.

"Eh?!! You want to join the women's basketball club? Really, Hei Yi-san, have you ever played basketball before?"

Ma Tao smiled a little embarrassedly and scratched his head: "Well, I also joined the basketball club in my previous school."

"Looking at your thin and small appearance, I really can't tell."

Mie Ozawa smiled heartily, showing a mouthful of shining white teeth, and patted Ma Tao's shoulder heavily, "Actually, I am the president of the women's basketball club. I will give you a lot of advice from now on, Black Yi-san."

"Well, give me more advice! Just call me Ma Tao." She also smiled happily, reaching out to shake hands with the future president.