I don't know if the softening behavior during the day gave that guy some illusions. When Accelerator found a few more candies on his desk, he really wanted to go back to the past and pry open his head to see if he had entered the past. water.

Knowing that that guy is a brazen guy who can climb up the pole and has no sense of human shame, he gave her a chance when he was not paying attention.

but--

Just as he was about to throw away the sugar, Accelerator suddenly thought of the text message that day.

"...to use her?"

The shaking that happened at that time, the moment I touched the sugar, I recalled it all.

Accelerator is not a fool who is completely ignorant of the world, and he is also very clear that although Kuze Zhenzhen is completely inhuman in nature, he is unexpectedly obsessed with the rules.And as long as she takes advantage of this, even if she doesn't have real feelings for herself—no, it should be said that fortunately that guy doesn't feel special about her existence, she is a very suitable target to use.

If she eats this, she will be happy that the "ritual" is completed.

Thinking of this, the hand that was about to throw away the candy suddenly stopped. He stared at the candy, slowly unwrapped the candy wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth.

— Coffee flavored.

It is not the sweet and greasy taste as imagined, but the bitter aroma that suits my taste.For a moment, Accelerator was shocked by the choice that was obviously too much for his liking.

How could the guy who only "cared" for him unrealistically because of a sense of ritual and had no tender emotions pay attention to his preferences?

But this too peculiar fact is in front of us again.

The white-haired boy curled up on the seat, staring indifferently at the candy wrapper lying in his palm, and closed his eyes again.

Even the bitter taste of coffee, sugar is not for him.

Wasn't it already impossible to retreat, and everything was gambled so that the child would never be born again?

It's just a mere charitable act. It's not surprising that a hopeless villain like him doesn't waver, right?

While Accelerator was struggling secretly, Truth was walking on the street.

This behavior was learned from a certain king.Even if the streets of Uruk had so little for entertainment, the king could have had a good time. Truth could not quite understand such behaviour, but neither would she if it could better understand man. Mind wasting some time.

Anyway, for a monster of conscience, life is long enough to be wasted casually.

It's a pity that for that king, there is only so much time for leisurely walking.

Truth was walking, suddenly a little dazed, and then stopped.

what is she doing

Pedestrians on the street looked at her strangely, probably because she had the face of a high school student, but she was wandering on the street during class time.Truth has never cared about human eyes, but at this moment, she felt very strange and uncomfortable.

The scent of humanity is all around, but truth has no appetite.This situation has been going on for a while. At first, she thought it was the sequelae of being angry with Chubby, but now she can no longer ignore the strangeness on her body.

The short life of human beings flows purposefully or aimlessly, but no matter how hard you chase a goal and spend all your life hitting it, it will not bring much change to the world.Even if, like Aleister, he distorts his own existence and lives to subvert the essence of this world, in the eyes of the truth, it is just an insignificant effort that can be obliterated at any time.

But the life of truth, the powerful and long life, even if it flows aimlessly, will smash these worlds into holes.

In the past, Truth thought that her whole purpose was to protect high-quality humans and eat high-quality rations, but when she looked at Enkidu, she was not sure again.

Enkidu's soul has no taste, he has no food value forever, what is his value to himself?

This question was too difficult for the little girl. She was like a machine trapped in an endless loop, walking on the street, standing still, and standing in a daze.

The flow of air around her seemed to be static, and an invisible barrier separated her from the world, until a rampant figure broke in, slammed into Truth's thigh, and hugged Truth's waist with force.

【? ? 】

Truth blinked, and looked down at the little girl under him, who also raised her face to look at her.The other party was about six or seven years old, with short brown hair and eyes of the same color. At the moment, tears were flooding in the big eyes, and he looked pitiful—slightly familiar.

This familiarity turned into a sudden realization after the little girl opened her mouth.

Despite the exhausted crying and slurred speech, that timbre truth has been heard many times in someone's mind:

"Ugh... lost. Mikoto lost. Sister, are you lost too?"

Although they claim to be different, their faces and voices match completely.

what.

It was really effortless.

Truth scratched her face, picked up the little girl with lightning speed, and teleported to her destination.

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