Something is wrong with Miss Yukinoshita

"Thank you very much."

Qianshou Cunzheng raised his knife, and the corner of his mouth curled into a bright arc.

"Senior Nanase, you can't do anything until the police arrive."

"Once the police arrive, we can't do it anymore," the boy added.

Nanase Ichiro looked at the blade pointing at him, and casually threw the curly scrap iron on the ground.He rubbed his cheekbone with his index finger, and there were some faint blood stains on his fingertips. The pain was not strong, but itchy.

"Senjumura Masaru, I want to apologize to you for my offense for the past two months."

He said, bowing deeply.

"Our behavior is a taint to the way of the sword. Kaoru Mochizuki is right on this point. I feel deeply remorseful and regretful for this. The way of the sword should not be mixed with common affairs. I think the duel between you and Ma Zhiqi In my eyes, as an opponent, you deserve respect."

"However, what is hiding behind you is a coward, a liar who can only use words to play tricks on people's hearts, and a fool who knows nothing about swordsmanship. He is not worthy of your protection. Qianshou Village Zheng, you should know that there are only us and ours. Only swords can understand each other, come to me, you should not just stay where you are, you have the potential and mission to stand at the top, and I can give you a better future."

The girl subconsciously wanted to turn around, turned halfway and forced herself to turn back.

"Senior Nanase, be careful."

"The decision is up to you, Masaru Senshou. It is a social axiom for women to attach themselves to strong men. It should not be difficult for you to see the huge gap between Kaoru Mochizuki and me. It is not a gap that can be erased by simply using weak punches." .”

"He's just a high school kid who's good at gibberish, that's all."

Qianshou Cunzheng opened his mouth, but did not speak.She turned her head, and what greeted her was an indifferent smile, and a trusting and encouraging look. Mochizuki Xun was still sitting there, her eyes never moving away.

So the girl smiled back, and then looked at the confronting murderer again.

"Senior Nanase, I am not like Kaoru Mochizuki who can speak long speeches or profound truths, nor do I have layers of scheming like you. I am just an ordinary person who abides by ordinary laws and universal rules. Maintaining the peaceful life of important people around me is my happiness."

"I know that bullying is wrong, breaking promises is wrong, and persecution is wrong. I know that in my way of swordsmanship, there must be no bullying, and there must be no choice to give up foreign things in order to become stronger. I like maple syrup, like Stewed mutton and lemonade, I like Mr. Saiba’s pork chops, I like the sword in my hand and all the beautiful things besides the sword, they and the sword also stand in the most important position in my life. Mr. Nanase, we are 'people', We are not prisoners of the sword, we don’t need to be attached to anyone, our hearts should be strong enough, and we should be gentle enough.”

"You don't have a sword anymore, no matter what plan you have, I advise you to catch it with nothing."

"...Really, a swordsman like you will be bewitched too."

Smoke and dust ignited from both arms, and flames emitted. The flames were like decayed bones, solidified inch by inch into ferocious knife teeth.Nanase Ichiro hugged his shoulders, dug his fingers deeply into the flesh, as if he usually held the hilt of the sword, and pulled it hard, the sword body gurgled and struggled out of the sheath.

Break free from the sheath that wraps around blood vessels and nerves.

The next moment, the world was dyed a quiet yellow.

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Twilight Land.

The essence of the regional enchantment operating on the basis of the open source part of Jiuxia's "Zhuanmin System" is a regional vesicle on a large array covering the entire Japanese archipelago.Through the keys carried by the members of the various departments of the Special Defense Agency, these vesicles can be deployed in isolation in any non-special area within the coverage area, so as to deal with various emergencies involving 'abnormalities'.

"The 'Bone Monk' of Mt. Hira... Nanase-senpai, you have encountered something extraordinary."

"Yeah, I never imagined that such power exists in the world."

Playing with the bony handle with both hands, he felt a little uneasiness stemming from his own touch, and amidst the uneasiness was fanaticism and excitement.Smoke and fire filled the arms, and weaved vague wings behind him. Nanase Ichiro stretched his torso, and his joints made rusting noises.

"The world is so unfair, Chiju."

he said.

"Even if someone like me has practiced swords all his life, he can't compare to someone like you who became an 'abnormal' from birth.

sweat?enlightenment?Grind?You have a background that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, you have strange means and exquisite inheritance, and you have wisdom and wealth that do not belong to the world at all... I am just an ordinary person. The upper limit, one can see the hopeless future at a glance. "

The mist is gushing and spreading.

"You are my enemy now. Masaru Senju, let me try your sword."

"That's exactly what I want to say, Nanase-senpai."

[Arrogance] Returning to the sheath, the girl placed her fingers on the hilt of the sword, and the sword body had a long and clear cry.

"Xiaoshi, at least for now, please forgive my waywardness."

"I want to slash, I want to fight, I want to chop everything in front of me that has hurt me, I want to chop everything in front of me that is trying to hurt someone important to you, I want to vent, I want to -"

"I want it too, let's have a fight."

"well said."

Nanase Ichiro smiled and praised.

"It's an honor to witness your last words."

Volume 172: Chapter [-], Chapter [-], The Price

Like mosquitoes poured in amber, Mochizuki can clearly feel that a piece of "external world" and the "abnormality" it supports have been stripped away.

It is not aimed at "abnormality," but freezes the existence of "daily life". The variables that lose their support are cut off from the anchor lock, and they are separated from the deep seabed, unable to continue to exert any interference on the things in the sea.

It should have been like this...

Mochizuki Kaoru is undoubtedly "abnormal".

He pressed the books on the table and tried his best to disguise himself as an existence frozen in this world.Nanase Ichiro smacked his lips, very unhappy, he swung the bone knife and gestured for a cut.

Don't come here--

Chong——!

Stretching out his wings, he caught the sharp blade coming from behind, and he turned around, facing an indomitable thrust head-on.Dodging steps, waving hands, knives and knives smashed into the air with piercing roars, waves of air reverberated, agitated the fog, shook the hem of the clothes, and disappeared into the corner of Twilight Township.

Withdrew and returned to the sheath.

"You will probably die here."

The girl said.

The bone-piercing killing intent erupted like this, the sharp shadow cut through the air inch by inch, pushed the tan, drew the sword, and a glare of dazzling light appeared in the dim yellow world.The vesicle let out an overwhelmed scream, Nanase Ichiro seemed to see the end of the sword in a trance, he stabilized his mind, his arms and bones were burned with malice and ashes.

"Look," he said.

"How unfair."

Sword and sword collided again, silently.

Light and fire are lost in the dense fog, the yellow is dyed into black and white, and the noise is replaced by silence. Everything is dead.Swinging knives, swinging swords, stabbing, chopping, human skills are blooming outside the world, strong and petite figures are constantly intertwined, like silhouettes on the curtain, every meeting is a ferocious carnage.

"Look," he said.

"How unfair."

The blade brushed against the tip of his nose, bringing up a puff of ink. Nanase Ichiro raised his head, turned his wrist, and slapped the girl's seemingly weak shoulder hard.The two retreated respectively, one set up the knife, the other retracted the sheath, the other set it on fire, and the other held down the fierce sword sound.

"The process of pumping and calcining bones is very painful, very painful, very painful."

He said.

"I make a choice and pay the price."

Fire and ashes echoed him.

"I paid the price, now is the time to pay back."

He waved his hand and shook the saber, bringing up the tumbling fire and ash, cutting his wings across, pouring vicious killing intent from top to bottom.The girl gently rubbed the sword with her thumb, she restrained her momentum, closed her eyes tightly, and became peaceful again.

draw the knife.

A gap was cut between black and white, and the yellowish color faded after that. Nanase Ichiro wailed loudly, and the wings woven of black mist fell apart behind him.Stepping forward, stepping forward, the bone knife in his hand gave him crazy courage, like a desperate dance after the end of the temptation.

Immediately, there was a series of crisp sounds.The knives collided between square inches without any temptation. Every slash was a deadly hand and a killer move. The messy knife aura cut the lining of the clothes, tore the skin, cut out the blood, and left wounds reaching the bones on the body. .Abandoning fear, looking directly at death, and forgetting the pain, Nanase Ichiro panted heavily, his vision blurred with sweat mixed with blood.

"What's the price?"

Senju Murakami responded indifferently.

"This is just the regret that you will inevitably experience after taking a shortcut, Nanase, with such a high-sounding excuse and setting such a lofty and distant goal, you are just squandering the sympathy bestowed by others, squandering alms Wealth, and then enjoy the false prosperity. Ugly, evading the already known truth, clamoring for ideals and pursuits, you don’t feel unfair, you just look down on yourself.

A person like you... When you get power, you will be arrogant, and you will do whatever you want when you are transcendent. Don't be kidding, Nanase, what you are after is not the way of swordsmanship at all, you just want to have a way to get ahead, and the sword is just a tool for you.

High-sounding, self-deception! "

With a horizontal slash, Nanase Ichiro barely held back the sword's momentum, stepped back a few steps, and fell against the edge of the classroom wall.He supported his body with a bone knife and wiped off the blood and sweat on his face, his chest was still heaving violently.

"How unfair."

He spoke, his voice hoarse.

"If you don't fight, if you don't grab, there will be nothing like this. Qianshou Village Zheng, your beginning is my end, fame, wealth, strength..."

He coughed violently.

"It seems that your physical strength has not been alienated, and the unprecedented high-intensity exercise has caused lung damage."

"Yeah, it hurts, it's ugly."

Cracks slowly appeared on the bone knife, and there were broken gaps.

"So, since I paid the price, I will ask for something in return."

As he spoke, the black fire spread in the crack, pulling the scattered fragments. He stood up again, his boneless arms fumbled and patted his back, dug deep into the flesh, and gripped the thick spine.

"Ask for something in return."

The spine was pulled out one by one by him, and the joints became messy barbs due to the forging of the smoke and dust.The new bone knife was heavy and ferocious, and the old bone knife swallowed flames. Nanase Ichiro let out a breath, and the gray wings burned behind him again.

"I'm looking more and more like the evil villain, but who cares."

"Maybe your parents would care."

"Yeah, they're going to be sad."

The wound exudes throbbing pain, the lobes of the lungs are constantly twitching, the throat seems to have been exposed to the sun, and the arms and spine are filled with an unreal sense of fullness.He discarded distracting thoughts, waved his hands, and put on a charging posture again.

"I'm sorry for them, I'm sorry for you, I can't be sorry for myself anymore."

The girl was silent and nodded, she finally sheathed [Arrogance], and the trembling blade returned to silence.

The land of twilight is full of despair.

"It's time to end."

"Look," she said.

"This is my 'price'."

The last thing Nanase Ichiro could see was a slow Tangzhu.That sword violently tore apart everything he relied on, tearing apart the mist and fire, smashing the bones, and stopped at the tip of his nose, the blade was extremely stable, without trembling.

Behind him is the membrane wall of the Twilight Land covered with knife marks, looming, as if whining.

The knife marks were messy but regular, reaching to the sky.

"Skeleton monk who grows up every day, your real price is life, which is everything to you." The girl said, as if regretting.

"Nanase, you are already dead. Even if the sword doesn't stab, your flesh will crumble in a few minutes, your internal organs will rot, and the fire filling your body will ignite your fat."

"—is it worth it?"

Qianshou Village confiscated the knife and turned it back into a black box.

"not worth it."

He smiled and sat on the ground, supporting his weakened torso with one hand.The smoke that filled the cavity was fading, the spine still hadn't returned, and he had seen his end.

"I care, so who needs to care?"

Volume 173: Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Who are you dating

"Nice to meet you, Mochizuki... classmate."

In the coffee shop [Rabbit House], Zang Qingzhi and Senshou Cunzheng sat together, and in front of them was Mochizuki Kaoru who was trying to manage his expressions.Under the gaze of the girl, the boy picked up the mixed coffee on the table, and used mist to cover the corners of his mouth that was about to become tense.

"I'm an agent under the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. You can call me Zang Qingzhi."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Police."

The two hands, one big and one small, shook hands symbolically, and they looked at each other, and they exchanged eyes helplessly.

Unspoken.

"Then let me tell you straight, about the reason why I invited you here today." The middle-aged man really didn't have the confidence to hold back a smile, so he had to make a quick decision: "The Nanase Ichiro incident, the Metropolitan Police Department determined that he was involved in several drug transactions Close, but the investigation is not closed, and it would be of great help if you could keep quiet about it."

"You mean, don't mention it to your classmates?"

"Yes, this is also the meaning of your school's board of directors, after all, the family is ugly..."