On the third day after the battle with the King of Conquest, the fierce battle that Arashi imagined did not take place, and the peaceful daily life of several days in a row made him begin to wonder about the reality and cruelty of this so-called Holy Grail War.

This subtle psychological gap is like people who are looking forward to entering the cinema and preparing to enjoy a grand war movie, but they are confused by the smooth narrative process. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

You don't have to worry too much about Arashi's own mood, after all, if you really have to choose a way to express it, Arashi is more like a child who hasn't waited for the gift he was looking forward to, and he's just throwing a tantrum at all.

But for the people of Fuyuki City, these two days can definitely not be described as ordinary. The first piece of news that began at half past seven in the morning was enough to strike fear into the hearts of the city's citizens.

“…… At the scene of the three murders that have occurred so far, there are mysterious patterns of suspected magic arrays drawn with the blood of the victims. We had a ...... for today."

From the moment they sat down at the table, the family whose appetite was affected by the content of the news, except for Sakura, who showed a scared look, Arashi exchanged glances with Skaha with great interest.

The magic circle has something to do with you heroic spirits. The meaning in Arashi's gaze at the other was clearly captured by Skaha.

I saw this woman in off-the-shoulder pajamas early in the morning, with her right leg crossed on the chair, and her raised hands waved a few times to her master in a boring way after stretching her waist.

This kind of third-rate character who is not even at the level of a layman, you don't have to care so much. After making sure that he had conveyed the meaning of the sentence to the other person through his eyes, Skaha reached out and took the milk on the table and drank it down.

This woman ...... What does it mean to wave your hand and roll your eyes again???

Lan hesitated for a long time, and after several inferences, he could only reluctantly accept the fact that he and the other party were not in the same chat channel at all.

"Unforgivable. ”

Joan of Arc, who wore an apron like a housewife in the morning and swung between the kitchen and the dining table, gave such an indescribable assessment after witnessing the news. For this devout religious person, the girl who was praised as a 'holy woman' by people was probably really angry that she could make such a conclusion to a human being.

However, Lan didn't pay attention to Joan of Arc's reaction at all, he didn't know how to comfort people, and instead of caring about the girl who was a heroic spirit, it would be more appropriate to think more about that little ghost.

Arashi's gaze stayed on the timid Sakura, perhaps because he hadn't washed his face in the morning, and the eyes that had just woken up still had a bit of elusive meaning, so that the little ghost who was watching unconsciously showed an expression of whether he had done something wrong.

"Bang!"

Although the movement was a bit loud, Skaha was 100% sure he was just lifting his foot and lightly kicking Lan under the table. The male host, who was frowning at the pain, had to hurriedly withdraw his gaze and said, "Let's eat, don't be late for school today, wait for Joan of Arc to pick you up after school." ”

"Well, got it. ”

Sakura, who knew that Arashi was talking to her, quickly put down her chopsticks and nodded in response.

Even if he has gradually adapted to life in this new home, it is still difficult for the little ghost to change her timid character, such an overly cautious reaction can't help but make Lan frown slightly, but with his poor communication tongue, it is really difficult to change the other party or himself, so he simply let it go.

After all, everyone has their own destiny, and God is destined!

Because of this unexpected news, the morning meal went on in silence, and even Joan of Arc, who was always energetic, did not have much interest in talking at this time.

The entire room, except for the television outside the living room, where the news was constantly playing, the atmosphere almost fell into an unusually familiar silence.

This continued until the second big news......

"Known as one of the 'Five Swords in the World' and known as the most beautiful sword in the world, the Sankatsuki Sojin was stolen by unknown gangsters at night when he arrived in Fuyuki City from the National Museum. ”

"It is reported that the three days of the Moon Sect recently arrived in our city, in order to participate in the sword saint festival held in the Dongchuan Museum, as an annual celebration in our city, the museum director Mr. Yamae specially prepared this surprise for the public. The Three Moons Sect has always enjoyed the reputation of a 'national treasure' recently, and the owner who used it is even more ......"

“…… Judging from the surveillance obtained by the police, we can know that the gangsters of this theft are gangs, one of them is a red-haired woman who is nearly 1.7 meters tall, and the other is a white man wearing a fox mask......"

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Arashi coughed heavily as Jeanne d'Arc looked into her gaze, then grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV.

"After eating, you are not allowed to watch TV. ”

"Arashi-sama, Sister Skaha, what the hell did you do last night!!!!

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Ryunosuke Yusheng knew that he was different from other children since he was a child, as if imps of the same age would get together to play toys and games, while he was silently squatting alone in the sand of the park to count the gravel, and he would never forget the frustration of counting to 10,000.

And when he was a little older, from the time he got the permission of his family and saw his first bloody and violent movie, he became more deeply aware of the difference between himself and others.

It's not that he's obsessed with it, nor is he disgusted with the actors' clumsy acting skills, Ryunosuke understands the necessity of that kind of entertainment. It was only at a certain moment, very suddenly, that he developed an indescribable interest in 'death'.

Human beings are proud of their "wisdom" and are full of fear of the "unknown". But no matter how terrible the object is, as long as it has been "experienced" and "understood", then it is possible to conquer terror with this rational understanding.

But there is only such a thing as "death...... It's something you can't experience while you're alive in any way. You can't really understand it

At first, Ryunosuke Yusheng was slightly interested in the bloody plot of the movie, but soon he got bored because it was not real enough. From his point of view, the so-called TV series and movies are nothing more than fiction.

Fictional fear, fictional death.

A deception that is annoying to the extreme......

"If the blood and screams in horror movies had been a little more realistic, I probably wouldn't be the murderer I am now. ”

"You say, right?"

Ryunosuke Yusheng gently pushed the corpse in front of him with his hand.