[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

so tired.

Feng Changtaro had never run so fast before, he didn't know that his physical fitness could reach this limit.

It seems that during the usual training, he still took advantage of many loopholes and did not train seriously. If he could be given another chance, he would never relax himself again.

After all, he is playing with his life now, if he can't beat the opponent... Feng Changtaro stopped slowly, he felt that there was no one behind him.

Could it be that they went to Atobe Keigo and the others?In that case, what should everyone do?

The surrounding scene changed rapidly, and the things that were originally upside down are now quickly restored, the names hanging on the building, the direction of the branches, all the left and right... The school emblem on Feng Chotaro's chest has also become positive.

Has it returned to the normal world?

No, not yet.

This place has only returned to normal left and right, but the atmosphere is more intense and terrifying than before. The threat of taking lives at any time is still there, and they still haven't left here.

There is a slight sound.

Ho Chotaro pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while.

He has an absolute sense of music. This thing is usually able to recognize the scale of musical instruments, and can feel the very slight difference between each pitch, but at the same time his hearing is also quite good.

is a ballad.

***

Those things were restored to their original appearance, and Feng Changtaro was not the only one, but they didn't have time to be happy. No matter how they go, in which direction or how far they go, the final road will only lead to one.

They had no choice but to go back to where they were.Ninja Yushi said: "Couldn't this be the legendary ghost hitting the wall?"

Because there is only one road, several people walked together and walked together.

They are friends, and the things in their minds are not much different. Instead of staying in one place and passively waiting to be caught, it is better to actively find a way to find an opportunity to escape.

But now it turns out that they are still too young, and the ideas in their minds are too simple to withstand any scrutiny.

The current situation is by no means an escape room. You can easily find a way out casually. If you are not careful, you may even have to confess your life here.

Atobe Keigo said slowly: "Forget it, don't run anymore."

"Are we going to sit here and wait to die?"

Akutagawa Jirou's voice trembled a little: "I don't want to just stay here..."

Ninja Yushi comforted: "We are staying here, of course we are not just sitting around waiting to die."

When he heard Cilang finished speaking, he was speechless: "I haven't eaten the cake from that shop with Mrs. Wen..."

Atobe Keigo interrupted him with half helplessness and half amused: "It's not a good idea to keep running. Since the other party does everything possible to keep us here, they won't keep hiding behind the scenes."

Pushed to a desperate situation, Keigo Atobe relaxed instead: "Huadi."

Takahiro Huachi took out a big bag from the classroom on one side, and opened it to find a pair of tennis rackets and tennis balls.

"Where did this come from?"

Keigo Atobe couldn't explain his intuition. The best defense is to take the initiative to attack. In fact, when they couldn't get out of this building, he remembered that he used to have a spare tennis ball in this place. and a warehouse of beats.

"Take it."

A few people quickly understood what he meant, and took the racket and the ball into their hands. Although they didn't know how useful this would be, it was more or less a defense, and what they had the most was tennis.

But the other party is not human, maybe even the body is illusory, is it really useful to hit it with tennis balls?

But right now, I can't think of any other way. I can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, so as to calm my mind more or less.

"Is it too simple to use this kind of thing to deal with me?"

A hoarse voice appeared in the air, scaring several people almost out of their wits, subconsciously clenched the ball and racket in their hands.

But the racket was like ooze, it sank lightly, and the tennis ball turned into something like fine sand, which flowed away through the fingers as soon as I exerted force.

The sound suddenly appeared, and it was a surround sound with excellent sound quality. It was hard to tell which direction it appeared from, front, rear, left, and right. It sounded like an old woman or a young woman with a broken voice.

Everyone became vigilant, still fearful in their hearts, but extreme love breeds hatred, and when fear reached a certain level, they became less fearful.

There is a ray of sunlight coming in from the window at the end of the corridor. The weather in this place is cloudy, without any sunlight, and this ray of sunlight appears very strange.

Atobe Keigo endured the discomfort in his eyes, and tried to look towards the bright place, but saw a pair of legs.

The legs are long and white, with excellent proportions, thin and boneless, and the just right arc is extremely smooth, like a stroke.

But now is not the time to look at your legs.

He endured the tears to the edge of his eyes, squinted his eyes, the skin color of his legs looked crystal clear under the light, and a string of chains hung on his fair and delicate ankles.

It looks like a bell strung with a red thread.

The light seemed artificial, it only appeared for a moment and then went out quickly, and nothing could be seen in the field of vision.

But Keigo Atobe felt that the other party was walking towards him.

He seemed to hear the other party curse.

——Damn onmyoji.

The other party stopped in front of him, but Keigo Atobe couldn't see anything: "Who are you?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

The icy claws landed on his neck, and when the sharp side touched the skin lightly, a small gash was drawn, bleeding slowly.

The other party seemed to lick his finger: "How delicious, you should be able to get rid of this thing..."

Atobe Keigo turned pale.

No matter how calm he was, he had never experienced such a thing.

There is no need to ask this woman what "you guys" are going to do with it, the other party's purpose is obvious.

Don't you just want to eat them all by drinking your own blood as a tonic?

Many things flashed through Atobe Keigo's mind in an instant: He thought he must not die now, he still had many, many things to do, the champion of the national competition, his father's entrustment... and Aqiao, who met this If such a thing happened, even if she was as bold as her, she would definitely be terrified.

He was a little thankful, but also felt that his thoughts were selfish.

Fortunately, Aqiao is not here.

The strength in his hand suddenly loosened a little for some reason, Atobe Keigo covered the wound on his neck, and slowly recovered his breath. The other boys wanted to come over but couldn't move, their bodies were entangled by invisible air currents , No matter how hard you try to break free, you can't break free.

The other party's will seemed to be loose, and Keigo Atobe lowered his posture and begged sincerely: "No matter what request you make, as long as you can let us go, I will agree to anything."

He said "I", not "we".

"minister!"

"No Atobe!"

Several boys shouted in unison, but they were still suffering from being entangled, and with a look of evil on their faces, they shouted into the air: "What's your skill in tying us up, come at us if you have the skill!"

Before the invisible air could speak, Keigo Atobe yelled first, "Shut up, everyone!"

The woman smiled: "You are smart."

"I like smart people."

There seemed to be a turning point in this remark, and Jingwu Atobe was about to say something when she heard her say again: "The taste of a smart person must be better than that of a fool. Although you can't let you go, you can choose who will be the first." one."

Atobe Keigo said calmly, "Then I will."

As soon as his words came out, the other boys immediately fell silent.

"it is good."

"It's just that before I die, I still have a few questions I want to ask you. Isn't this request too much?"

The hoarse voice replied: "It doesn't count. Since your blood is so rare, I will be merciful. I will know everything you want to ask. However, in order to prevent you from procrastinating, you are only allowed to ask three questions." question."

Atobe Keigo didn't bargain any more: "The first question I want to ask is, is this real or a dream?"

"This is the mirror world created by the mirror demon. It is your soul that enters this world. Here, everything is reversed. Of course, if there are people other than the target of the mirror demon, their personalities will also be different." Totally upside down, except you guys don't get a chance to see each other again, next question."

"I'm dead here, what about my real body?"

"The body or something is just a manipulable body. Without the consciousness produced by the soul, they are just empty shells, which is what you humans call vegetative, or brain-dead."

A cold hand slowly stroked Atobe Keigo's neck: "The last question, do you want to ask how he died? I can tell you this..."

Atobe Keigo whispered: "Who are you?"

The air froze for a moment.

Taking advantage of the gap of two or three seconds, Keigo Atobe pinched the opponent's neck based on his judgment of the location of the sound source, and quickly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed the blood mist into the air in front of him. , but stuck to something.

A face quickly appeared in front of him. It was a completely inhuman face. Even though it had the gentle outline of a human woman, it was covered with fine golden scales, densely covering the entire face. The scalp is numb and the body is cold.

There was an angry expression on this face that couldn't see any facial features clearly: "How dare you..."

red...red...

it's here!

At the moment when Keigo Atobe felt the air was split, he also found the tiny red scale on the other party's neck, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and instantly something poured into his body.

The woman covered her neck in disbelief, groped for a while and found that the scale was gone: "How could that be?"

Atobe Keigo raised the scales, and slowly chanted to the male voice resounding in his mind: "Open the gate of heaven, close the door of the earth, keep people behind, block the way of ghosts, penetrate the hearts of ghosts, break the belly of ghosts, I take one step, what god dare to be , I take two steps, and the sea floats in the ocean; I take three steps, and disasters and perish; I take four steps, and the gods avoid ghosts; I take five steps, and lay down corpses and ghosts, and point to the other side.”

The words read out are like mantras, with natural power.

The woman tried every means to stop him but had no choice but to let him read on, and the world in the mirror began to collapse following the curse that Keigo Atobe recited.

After he finished reading, he swallowed the scales in his hand: "Qiluo."

A trace of extremely secret and subtle connection emerges from her body, and she actively responds to the other party, she backs up again and again: "Shut up!"

Atobe Keigo wiped off the blood from his lips, and smiled coldly: "The monster's real name cannot be obtained by others, I have already obtained your real name, what will happen if I give it to an onmyoji? "

Qi Luo smiled instead of anger: "Okay, you can leave it to them."

It seems that the opponent's weakness is not the name, but the scales swallowed by him.

Atobe Jingwu understood in his heart that he was afraid that he had obtained something extraordinary, otherwise he would have killed himself with this monster's temper, how could he have so much to do with him.

"Let us go."

Keigo Atobe gave the order, and then watched the other party wave his hand and several boys regained their mobility.

Qi Luo was not quite reconciled, but she was already struggling in her heart.

She said bitterly: "Wait..."

The world in the mirror collapsed completely, and before he could use the scales to coerce the other party to tell other things, Keigo Atobe suddenly opened his eyes on his bed.

Turning around, half a bottle of champagne was still on the table.

He got off the bed and stood up, his hair was still wet and a towel was placed on his body, it seemed that he had just fallen asleep for a while.

After overcoming his reflective fear of mirrors, Keigo Atobe stood in front of the mirror, staring at the red marks on his neck.

The phone rang.

"Atobe, I'm Shishido."

***

Feiguang Feiguang, persuade you a glass of wine.I don't know that the blue sky is high and the yellow earth is thick. I only see that the moon is cold and the sun is warm to fry people's life. Eating bears will make you fat, and eating frogs will make you thin.

Chinese is a bit convoluted to read. Although the Chinese language class scores are perfect, there is still a gap between spoken and written language.

Listening to Keigo Atobe's clumsy retelling of this passage, Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa quickly gave the answer: "It was written by Li He in the Tang Dynasty of China. It was called "Bitter Days Short", although I don't remember it clearly, and... ...The pronunciation is not very accurate in some places, but it should be the poem without a doubt. Is there any special meaning? There is no special meaning. In ancient China, many people liked to adapt the poems of literati and poets into music scores. This has nothing to do with ghosts or Yin Yang relation."

Keigo Atobe was lost in thought: This is the sound Hochotaro called to tell himself after waking up, because he is a music student so he is sensitive to this melody and tone.

I thought it was some kind of unique yin and yang spell, could it be that Qiluo is still some kind of monster who recites Tang poems in a leisurely and elegant manner.

Tang poetry... Keigo Atobe asked: "Is there any monster from the Tang Dynasty or before Tang Dynasty, whose face is covered with golden scales, and whose eyes are black... the monster from China?"

Tsuchimikado Qinghe glanced at him, seeming to be mocking: "Don't tell me Atobe-kun thinks I'm an encyclopedia of monsters? There are so many monsters and gods in this world. Japan claims to have 800 million gods. I can't help but think of these 800 million gods alone." Can’t remember, let alone monsters from other countries.”

Atobe Keigo was silent, but heard Tsuchimikado say: "Even if you use Google, you can't find anything with only these two characteristics."

It sounded like a joke, but neither of them laughed.

Tsuchimikado said, "Atobe-kun think about it again."

He thought for a while, and repeated his memory: "The golden claws are extremely sharp, and the ground is easily turned into powder when it is grasped through the air."

Tsuchimikado pondered for a while: "There is a kind of monster that is quite similar to what Atobe-kun said, but it only exists in legends, and it existed before Japan existed, and has a long history."

"what?"

Tuyumen Qinghe explained: "Gold, that is, bright yellow, was the color of emperors in ancient China. Ordinary people must not use it. It is a death penalty. As for why emperors use gold, it is because they think they are true dragons. The dragon's claws happen to be golden, and gold symbolizes powerful and pure power, it is impossible for ordinary elves or monsters to have golden claws."

Dragon.

Atobe Keigo remembered that the Dongfang dragon was not a symbol of evil: "Since the emperor regards it as his own symbol, shouldn't the dragon be a god?"

Tu Yumen Qinghe said: "Then you should be the emperor and worship the dragon that is the god."

"One thought becomes a god, and one thought becomes a demon. Dragons are born noble gods, but they may degenerate into demons because of their own selfish desires or committing killings."

"Godslayer, all ethnic groups related to him by blood will be condemned by heaven, fall into hell, and never be reborn forever."

"But once a god becomes a demon, everyone has to kill him."

Atobe Jingwu suddenly raised his heart, and Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa asked calmly: "Atobe-kun, do you have any questions?"

"that's all, thanks."

When he reached the door, he suddenly returned: "Is the mirror demon already dead?"

Tsuchimikado was a little surprised: "That's right, how do you know?"

This question was asked a bit abruptly, and Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa had never told Atobe Keigo that he was a mirror demon before.

"Did you kill it?"

"maybe."

Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "Atobe-kun looks really preoccupied, you still have questions in your mind, what do you want to ask me?"

"Monsters, are they all bad?"

As soon as the words came out, Keigo Atobe knew that the question was really abrupt. The other party was an onmyoji whose job was to fight against monsters. Asking monsters if they were okay was simply provocative.But Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa was not angry, and nodded: "Atobe-kun's thinking like this is commendable. Naturally, monsters are not all bad, just like humans. Can you say that all humans must be good? Okay. Badness is not divided by ethnicity."

This seemed to be speaking for monsters, which did not fit the identity of an onmyoji. Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa went around the table, walked up to Keigo Atobe, and pushed up the sleeves of his school uniform, revealing his white arms.

Keigo Atobe gasped.

There is a long scar on it.

Extending from the elbow to the wrist, the hand was almost cut and torn vertically. Although the wound had healed, the scar was still blue and black, and looked extremely dangerous.

"When I was very young, I rescued a weasel, or you can call it a monster. It was lying by the water, badly injured, and I couldn't see it, so I took it home. , take good care of them every day.”

"Wait until the day it recovers—"

Tuyumen Qinghe changed the subject, without revealing his anger: "That sickle weasel swung at me fiercely with its sickle, if I hadn't fallen at that time, it would have cut off my head with that knife Now, the blood energy of an onmyoji is a great tonic for monsters, and although I didn't die, I got this scar."

"I later understood why Ibaraki Doji in the Heian period chose not to grow that arm. He wanted to remember, remember the shame of having his arm cut off. I am the same, and I also left this mark to remind myself, You must not take it lightly. Maybe ordinary people have good intentions towards monsters, just like those love stories about snow girls in snowy mountains. They are beautiful, sad, and deceptive. Ordinary people can yearn for or even believe in monsters, but I can’t. Onmyoji must never believe in monsters. As long as there is a chance of one in ten thousand, it means that they will lose their lives."

"Atobe-kun, do you want to bet your life, or the lives of your friends and relatives, on the possibility of a monster?"

Tu Yumen Qinghe got up to see off the guests: "I advise you to think twice before proceeding."

Atobe Keigo felt his throat astringent: "Yes."

***

In the upper-class circles, there have been two pieces of news that have been hot recently. One is that Tuyumen Qinghe successfully passed the family test and became the next candidate for the head of the family.

Miss Onmyouji who lives under the fence is a completely different concept from Tsuchimikado, who has actually obtained the qualification to be a candidate for Patriarch.

It is said that it was Tuyumen Qinghe who beheaded the extremely difficult mirror monster, and won the unanimous approval of Tuyumen. After all, this monster is extremely difficult to kill, and is good at escaping, let alone killing, even seeing it is hard.

Killing the mirror demon is equivalent to being superior in strength and being able to stand alone.

In addition to family gifts, Atobe Keigo himself also sent personal congratulations.

Although I asked Tsuchimikado a lot of things that day, Keigo Atobe still had some reservations. Regarding the voice that suddenly appeared in his mind, he told him how to subdue the voice of the monster Kirara.

The voice is very gentle, not in a hurry, it seems that even a big matter can be suppressed, and the face will not change, and there is a faint deterrent in it.

Is it a god?If it was a god, why didn't he come out and take Qi Luo out in person?

As an ordinary human being, he grew up under normal laws, even if he was treated like this, he never thought of killing him.

After all, Kira has the appearance of a human being, and Keigo Atobe thinks he can't do it to his own people.

The god who suddenly appeared in his mind told him how to restrain Qi Luo, but he didn't let him kill her, which meant that the other party didn't want him to hurt her.

There are too many things that I can't figure out, and Keigo Atobe has a terrible headache, but he dare not stop thinking about it, because once he stops being busy, he will think of what Shishido Ryo told him.

The bus, a pair of blood-red eyes, died.

It is closely related to his familiar girlfriend.

No matter how much he didn't believe it, he took the time to investigate. After watching the surveillance on the road where the incident happened, the other party danced and danced, obviously his spirit was different from ordinary people.

When Qi Luo's identity was asked at that time, she was clearly silent. If it wasn't for that gap, maybe she really died by her hands.

If he really wanted to kill him, why did he show weakness and hesitation at that moment.

Forget it, Atobe Keigo gave up on himself and didn't want to.

The front page news on the mobile phone was completely occupied by the words "Dao Ming Si Si".

The former Santiao Yingzi and Daoming Sisi were both influenced by the mirror demon. He checked it on the Internet. The mirror demon is a monster that is specially designed to charm people. It's impressive, so it's not ugly, but it's definitely not a beauty, at least it's very different from her changed appearance.

Once the mirror demon died, Santiao Yingzi's false beauty could no longer be maintained.

But the mirror demon originally traded faces for faces. Not only did she lose her beauty, but she also lost her former face at the same time.

Sanjo Sakura went completely insane.

No pretty girl can smile at a face full of red pimples and rashes, and she suddenly fell from extreme beauty to another extreme. She went crazy in an instant when she looked in the mirror, He smashed all reflective things to pieces, and Daoming Si, who had no way to refuse the date, wrapped himself up in full armor.

But Daoming Sisi tore off all the disguise of Santiao Yingzi, and then screamed.

He should never have said something that should never have been said.

"Why are you so ugly?"

Appearance is what Sakurako Sanjo cares about the most, and this kind of care has even surpassed her original purpose, Daomingji.

Daoming Sisi forgot that there was a fruit knife on the table.It's fine if it's just a fruit knife sold casually in a convenience store, but he uses the best for everything, even fruit knives.

The knife was easily sent into his body by Sanjo Sakurako.

The news only wrote a general idea, but Keigo Atobe knew that the other party was still lying in the intensive care unit. Sanjo Sakurako had died. The reason is unknown, but most of them committed suicide. Now the heir of Daoming Temple has a problem, and the stock price is falling all the way. plummeted.

This is all caused by the mirror monster, but the other party is the monster that should be subdued.

Atobe Keigo called Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa and asked her if the situation would have been much better if she hadn't killed the mirror demon.

Naturally, he received Tsuchimikado's sneer.

——If the mirror demon didn't die, it wouldn't be so tragic, but as long as he continues to live, he will harm more people.

——If you accept the Mirror Demon, others will not die, but you will.

Can you watch other people's lives threatened, or sacrifice yourself fearlessly?

***

Atobe Keigo has been avoiding her for the past few days, and Qiaoqiao has vaguely figured out some reasons, but she is not sure, so naturally she will not take the initiative to touch her.

There is a little proof that something really happened that night.

She touched her neck, and the scales on it were gone.

The dragon's inverse scales, you will die if you touch it.

But it was gone now, and she couldn't feel where the scales were, but she knew whose hands the scales were in.

Qiaoqiao vaguely remembered what happened that night. She remembered that she wanted to find Feng Chotaro before the mirror demon, and then waved her paw at Feng Chotaro...

Hocho Taro is still alive and kicking these days, and there is nothing wrong with being alive and kicking, Qiaoqiao is relieved for the time being, but soon and keenly aware of Keigo Atobe's deliberate alienation from him.

The reverse scale is on his body.

This scale is very important to the dragon, if the scale is destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying half of life, no matter how high the cultivation level is, there is no breakthrough.

There is only one choice right now, and that is to protect Keigo Atobe from being attacked, otherwise he will not be much better if there is a problem with the scales in his body.

She subconsciously ignores another method.

Cut open Keigo Atobe's body and take out the scales.

***

We met again in physical education class.

The physical education class of the tennis department is taught by the club alone, and other people attend the class according to the teacher's requirements, and those in the tennis department can go to the tennis club.

The school of Ice Emperor is very big, even in the same class, as long as you try to find a way, you can never see each other.

Keigo Atobe stood on the overlooking platform and watched the girls in his class run round and round. That person was always in the middle and lower positions, and seemed to be running very slowly.

But he could tell that the opponent's speed had never changed, no matter how many laps it was.

There is only the truth that has been deliberately ignored. When it comes to the truth, some details are like fish and shrimp coming out to breathe before the rain, and they all float up one by one.

So many people have praised Oriha Sakura for her great progress in unfamiliar subjects. She was not a good cook in the past, and she used to have a mediocre appetite... Why did I take these things for granted before?

Want to ask?

She won't lie.

Atobe Keigo suddenly panicked, turned and left.

Qiaoqiao seemed to feel something and looked in the direction he was leaving.

……

This door is like Pandora's box, once opened, there will be countless bad luck.

Atobe Keigo doesn’t like late-night exploration games very much. He is not a detective like Kudo Shinichi or Hattori Heiji. He is thirsty for the truth. All he wants to prove is his own guess—he hopes to prove it is wrong. .

The door key was obtained by him through other channels. Keigo Atobe was uneasy. He inserted the key into the door lock and twisted it, and the door creaked.

There are not many places to collect clues. The room that has not been lived in for a while is full of dust. He covered his mouth and nose, and briefly scanned the room. The simple house has a clear view, and he found nothing wrong.

The bedding on the bed hadn't been tidied up, which obviously didn't fit the appearance of no one living there. The long sheets hung down from the bed, covering the bottom of the bed.

The place is narrow, but the bottom of the single bed just fits one person.

He walked over, grabbed the bed sheet, and didn't pull it away for a long time.

With a sound of brushing, thick dust was raised on the bed sheets, and Keigo Atobe's nose was itchy, and he patted off the overflowing dust. There was nothing under the bed, except dust.

Maybe thinking about it too much.

***

Another few days passed by.

The few people in the tennis club finally got rid of the nightmare that day. After all, nothing happened no matter how horrible it was, they could only regard it as a dream, a dream that was too real, and happened to be a dream where everyone was there.

Except for Feng Changtaro and Shishido Ryo who took the initiative to find them, they had no communication with each other.

But in private, they gave each other a lot of guards.

Shinobu Yushi couldn't help asking: "Atobe, why haven't you seen Aqiao come over these days, is there any conflict between you two?"

Atobe Keigo said: "No, the student union still has things to do, so I'll get busy first."

The back looks quite a bit like running away.

Fascinated by the authorities, clear by the bystanders, Ninzu Yushi originally wanted to take the initiative to mention a few words, but seeing that he didn't want to say more, he didn't mention it.After all, he didn't know the inside story, so he could only let it go.

Although bystanders can see it clearly, only the parties involved can understand it.

……

It's really not a solution to keep things on hold.

It had been almost a week, during which they not only didn't speak, but they didn't even say hello when they met.Even when Hyotei's students began to wonder if the two of them had broken up, Keigo Atobe took the initiative to stop Qiaoqiao.

There are a lot of people during school hours, and the sound is noisy.

She turned her head in the crowd of students, standing still in the tide of crowds: "Is there something wrong?"

Atobe Keigo was silent for a while: "Yes."

He walked over and grabbed her wrist, a little hard, even rude.

Qiaoqiao let him do what he did, and didn't say anything about pain.

Some things are there, and you can't hide them even if you want to.

Finally, when he reached a place where no one was around, Keigo Atobe let go of his hand, turned around slowly, and fixed his eyes on hers for a moment: "I have something to give you."

He spread out his hands, and there was a chain lying on the palm of his hand, the length was neither long nor short, and it was used as a necklace because it got stuck on his neck, and it had to be wound half a turn when used as a bracelet.

It's an anklet.

Atobe Keigo said, "Shall I bring it for you?"

That's what they said, but neither of them moved, and they stood there looking dull.

Qiaoqiao said softly, "Then bring it to me."

He squatted down, opened the ankle chain, and prepared to tie it on her right foot.

But I heard her say: "Wrong, it's on the left."

Atobe Keigo let go of her hand, and the chain fell to the ground. She squatted down and lifted up the chain stuck in the shoe.

It's a bell strung with a red thread.

Atobe Keigo's throat tightened, and his voice was extremely dry: "I have a few questions I want to ask you."

Before the other party agreed, he had already asked: "Is it you who caused Ninomiya to be permanently disabled?"

"……Yes."

"Are you the one who made Chiba Shizhi commit suicide by jumping off the building?"

"Yes."

"Are you the one who killed the tram employee in a car accident?"

"Yes."

At first she hesitated to answer, but later, she could tell him without hesitation.

"Sanjo Sakurako and Daomingji..."

Qiaoqiao said, "Do you think I caused this too?"

Atobe Keigo asked: "Did you also know about the two of them, and you even intervened?"

"Yes."

Keigo Atobe's voice was hoarse: "Is it you who wanted to kill me in the mirror world that night?"

"Do not lie to me."

Qiaoqiao had no way to tell him yes or no, because she had no memory of that day at all, and her somewhat evasive eyes fell on Atobe Keigo's neck, with a red mark on it.

She stared at the wound seriously for a while, then smiled wryly: "Yes."

What did this make her explain to Keigo Atobe?

He stood up abruptly, his body swayed twice, and he almost fell over.

Atobe Keigo lowered his head, and looked down at her with this posture of looking down: "So, your name is Qiluo."

"Yes."

This sentence is like a death sentence for everything.

Atobe Keigo closed his eyes, and his eyes turned black: "I don't know what to say now, but I know I can't stay with you well now, sorry."

Qiaoqiao hugged her knees in a squatting position: "Actually, there are some things that can be explained."

"No explanation needed."

Atobe Keigo expressed coldness: "I never knew that a person made a mistake and had to pay back with his life. Even if those people really did something, it should be dealt with in a human way. I can't accept such a thing." drastic way."

Perhaps these are not the most important. Atobe Keigo still finds it funny that he is selfish now. The most painful thing for him is not that the other party handles the problem in such a cruel way.

Wounds don’t always hurt on others, no matter how compassionate a person is, Keigo Atobe can’t empathize with those injured, he only knows that the wound hurts the most on himself.

He lowered his head: "I thought, even if we don't have a deep relationship, you should be a little bit reluctant to keep me as a prey for so many days."

But you don't.

She was even thinking about how to eat him to taste the best. Is there any difference between him and the food she ate?

Probably not.

What he thought was all false.

Maybe what Tsuchiyamen Qinghe said is right, people are monsters or monsters, if they have delusional thoughts, they will be deeply hurt.

Atobe Keigo left.

Qiaoqiao picked up the chain, a very beautiful chain, probably custom-made, not just bought casually.

He probably came here with a tentative mood, hoping that his temptation was wrong, and then he would treat this chain as a gift to make amends.

He was so graceful when he was angry.

She had to ask Keigo Atobe the last question herself.

——Will you go to an onmyoji?

Qiaoqiao wrapped the chain around the anklet and buckled it up, it was actually quite pretty.

Atobe Keigo said, what are you talking about.

Oh, remembered.

He said he didn't know.