The tenth generation of Pengele wants to confess to me

It was a tall black tower.

The pure black seems to be a tall tower made of steel, dilapidated and ruined, as if it has been stained with the malice of the world.In the gray and white wasteland, like a steel needle, it was firmly inserted into the heart of the world.

On the top of the thin conical black tower sat a young man.

He sat on a narrow dais, the conical top of the tower stretching behind him.The top reflects a sharp and icy luster.

The boy was wearing a white shirt and a loose black tie that moved with the wind. His left foot was hanging in the air, his right leg was bent, and his right arm was lazily resting on his knee.

He raised his head, the gray and white sky was reflected in his orange pupils, and the orange flame on his forehead was burning.The brows are slightly wrinkled, and the corners of the lips are curled down.

His slender but resolute figure is almost integrated with the world.

On the contrary, the bottom of the tower is surrounded by a group of densely packed black dolls.They squeaked like rusty iron, their expressions were hollow and stiff, and each puppet held a dagger in its hand.They scrambled to climb up, and they didn't even know that they trampled their companions under their feet.

The bottom of the entire tower is wrapped by this group of ant-like dolls.

The girl stood on the opposite cliff, her long and short ponytails dancing in the wind.She bent slightly, and then jumped down.

A violent airflow immediately enveloped her entire body, and she lifted off her black cloak.The girl's body is fair and slender, but there is a powerful explosive power hidden in her thin body.She is only wearing black underwear that is easy to move and black shorts with a silver and white belt. Black boots wrap her slender legs.

With his right hand behind him, there was a huge mechanical sound, reorganizing and deforming.Heiyan squatted and landed heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust on the ground.The huge circular muzzle is aimed at the group of puppets not far away.A blue ray of light swirled around the cannon body, and the moment the ray was absorbed, the rock bombs blasted away at a speed of 20 rounds per second.

The puppet group was completely blasted, and countless black bodies were torn apart.Huge smoke instantly spread across the bottom of the tower.After a round of bombing ended, she withdrew her left hand and rushed towards the pile of black at high speed.

The group of dolls was lifted from the middle, and beside her, the right cannon slammed countless bodies into the air. She used the momentum to step straight onto the tower, and deftly avoided the attack of the dagger.

Heiyan used the tower body to do a backflip, her ponytail and cloak danced violently with her movements, and her ice blue pupils seemed to be looking at dead objects, reflecting the scene of the group of dolls being blasted apart by rock bombs again.

Crazy shooting!

Her fighting figure is like a dancer of the soul, with flowers of death blooming in her suffocating beauty.

Seeming to have finally sensed the commotion below, the young man at the top of the tower withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.The orange flames swayed in the wind, he stood up, looking at the battle below with a blank expression.

His black-gloved hands suddenly burst into flames of blazing orange!

The tower below him suddenly made a broken creaking sound, and countless cracks stretched across it, and then began to collapse.As the tower tilted, the huge steel cracked and fell, sinking deeply into the rocky ground.

The ice-blue pupils caught countless heavy objects falling rapidly above, the girl retracted the bombing guns, her body jumped backwards at an unimaginable speed, and dodged sensitively.And those black dolls were crushed under the huge heavy objects before they had time to move extra.

Among the fragmented falling objects, the boy in the white shirt jumped swiftly, using countless falling heavy objects as his foothold, and jumped out of them in a few moments.

The flames of his fists were still burning, he stood up straight and looked up at the girl in black who was a few steps away.

A gust of sand blows by, raising the girl's ponytail and cloak, and swaying the boy's tie and flame.And what remained unmoved was the cold eyes of the young and young girls.

The bright and warm sunshine filled the entire playground, and the cherry blossom petals along the road were floating one after another, and the refreshing fragrance filled the whole world.

Ma Tao, who was just passing by, couldn't help but stop, staring blankly at the sky that was rendered pink by the cherry blossoms, and smiled longingly.

"Sky, it's amazing." She muttered to herself.

Whether it's the pink breeze, the blue rain of tears, or the orange sunshine, they all seem to be unconditionally tolerated by the sky.

These endless daydreams suddenly popped up in her mind, holding the textbooks that will be used in class later in her arms, Ma Tao stood there quietly, one petal after another fell on the top of her head and shoulders.

"Zetian, after saying so many times, why are you still the same!"

The familiar voice of admonition from far to near pulled Ma Tao out of the quiet atmosphere.She turned her head and saw the math teacher Hojo Akiko walking over in high heels with a face full of hatred, followed by Sawada Tsunayoshi with a drooping head.

Hojo-sensei is a sassy and stern teacher who is very responsible for her work and her students.She didn't give up on students who were holding back like Tsunayoshi Sawada.Every now and then, Zetian would be called to the office for education, and students would often pick up and answer questions during class.

Ma Tao was deeply touched by this, and since then, she never dared to desert casually in math class.

Seeing the test paper in the boy's hand, Ma Tao understood it.It seems that Mr. Hojo is going to give another lecture on the education of Sawada Shonen, although usually he will be more angry.Well, after all, I don’t know what to ask.

But Ma Tao himself is half a catty.

Seeing the teacher getting closer, Ma Tao tightened his grip on the textbook in his arms, and said obediently: "Hello, Teacher Hojo."

Hojo Akiko heard the sound and looked over, her frowning brows relaxed a little, she smiled at Matao: "Well, it's a classmate in black. You have made great progress in this exam, and you will work harder in the future."

"Well, thank you teacher, I will work hard."

This time Ma Tao scored 68 points, which is indeed much better than the 58 points he got when he first came two weeks ago.

The brown-haired boy followed behind the teacher step by step. He looked to the side, meeting Ma Tao's eyes.

Ma Tao also looked at the boy, with a cute and sunny smile, she said silently: Ah Gang, come on.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who understood the lip language, suddenly stood up straight as if he had been stabbed by something. He scratched his messy brown hair, and immediately burst into a silly smile.There was still a suspicious blush on Don's cheeks.

Ma Tao didn't notice it, she looked at the backs of the two for two seconds, then turned around and walked towards the classroom.

Perhaps because the first impression was too deep, these days Ma Tao is very natural and friendly to Sawada Tsunayoshi, which is in stark contrast to the alienated attitude of ordinary classmates who treat him indifferently.

Although Tsunayoshi Sawada is still the same good-for-nothing as before, he obviously began to smile more. Compared with the decadent feeling at the beginning, he has become much more cheerful.

The two called each other up to Mato and Tsunakun.

dang dang dang-

The class bell suddenly echoed throughout the school, Ma Tao was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a panicked expression.

"Huh? Already in class? Oops!—"

She hurried to the classroom, her short black ponytail dangling behind her head.

Recently, Ma Tao has been dreaming about the boy with the orange flame on his forehead.

Saying goodbye to the members of the basketball club, Ma Tao pulled the strap of the schoolbag, looked at the sunset in the sky, and embarked on the journey home.

After thinking and thinking, she still took out her phone.The bright white screen of the mobile phone was reflected in her pupils, and she dialed the number of Teacher Xiao Shaye.

Sha Ye was her original school's psychology teacher, a gentle and kind teacher, and also the guardian of her friend Yu Yu.Well, although a lot of things happened in those days, little Saya always had a good starting point.

"Ma Tao? It's rare for you to call the teacher." A lazy female voice came from the phone, and Ma Tao could easily hear her good mood. "How are you doing in Bingsheng?"

"Well, it's pretty good." Ma Tao kicked the pebbles on the road, and replied absent-mindedly, "Where's the teacher? How are You Yu and Huang Quan?"

"Although those children don't always talk about it, I can still feel that they miss you very much. You should go back to school and have a look if you have time."

The woman on the other side of the phone sighed slightly, then teased again in a blink of an eye: "Ma Tao, don't make new friends over there and forget about them, girls' hearts are very fragile."

"Well, don't worry, I have an appointment with Huang Quan, and I will go back to school this Saturday."

"That's about the same." Saya laughed for a while, and when she spoke again, her voice became serious, "Okay, let's get down to business, have you encountered any troubles?"

"Little Saya, how do you know, there is something very confusing, right."

She recounted the dreams she had had these days, and the woman over there listened carefully, then fell silent for a while.

"It turned out to be a little boy, and Ma Tao has grown up~"

"Little Saya!" Ma Tao's face turned slightly red.

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding you. Ma Tao, as I said, people who are usually close will establish connections in dreams, and as a BlackRockShooter (Black Rock Shooter), you will only cut off yourself or others Looking at the appearance of the dream, it should be a young man with a lot of troubles and worries."

"That's it..." Ma Tao seemed to understand but half understood.

"The implication of the black □□ collapse is probably that the young man let go of his guard against you and truly regards you as a friend."

......

Opening the door of the bedroom, Ma Tao threw his schoolbag on the table, looked at his full bookshelf, and was a little dazed, his mind was still echoing what Teacher Xiao Shaye said just now.

After a while, she took out the picture book of the little bird on the bookshelf, sat on the soft bed, and opened a page.

— The orange of a smile.

She smiled knowingly, her eyes shining with a moving brilliance.

Do you really treat her as a friend? That's not bad.