Repeating life, the same life, moving at a fixed point every day, passing through familiar streets and alleys, even if you close your eyes, you can probably easily repeat such a life, right?

Wearing a headset, blocking out the sound, lowering the head, hindering vision. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The high collar of the city high school uniform was turned up to block the part under the bridge of the nose, and under the slightly long hair, only a little tired eyes could be faintly distinguished.

"Is it raining?"

Originally, it should be like this, right? This kind of life is really normal, even if it is repeated for a lifetime, there is nothing strange about it, right?

Middle school, college, and then work, and if it goes on like this, one day, that's it, right?

However, today, with daily life, it is a little subversive.

"...

It was a little cold, and he reached out of his pocket, and after a while, a cold droplet knocked on the palm of his hand.

"Ahhhhhh

Slightly itchy, he raised his head, revealing a somewhat emaciated, but gently smiling face.

The boy's name is Tian Heiquan, and he is an ordinary middle school student in this city. A member of Sakuraka City's municipal state.,If you want to talk about grades, it's supposed to be an upper-average grade.,But the wind evaluation is quite good.。

There's nothing wrong with being helpful, or rather nosy.

Today's weather is also very nice...

He thought so.

He loves the rain.

The large headphones were taken off by him, and it was rare that he suddenly didn't want to seal his perception with music.

Breathing deeply into the air that was rarely refreshing from the rain, his hair was gradually soaked by the rain that was getting bigger.

It's so beautiful...

Countless swords of rain fell from the sky and pierced through the earth.

That's the color of slashing.

Kill the impure, get rid of the dust and smoke.

It makes people feel cold, but because of this coldness, people crave warmth even more, don't they?

As I walked on, I heard the hustle and bustle of the cars passing by.

The men and women who complained, the staff who didn't know what they were arguing about, and the old people who sighed about the world.

All kinds of human feelings flow by.

Then, to get home.

Opening the door to the apartment with the key, Caracalla's voice rang out abruptly in the quiet of the world.

"I'm back..."

I read it a little tiredly, but naturally no one could answer.

I looked up and glanced around the room, of course...

Here, it's a world where you're alone.

“・・・”

In the Tianji family, only one person exists.

I don't feel sad, because I was already like this when I was sensible.

It's just that it's still lonely.

Trying to survive is not an easy thing for yourself.

I have to work hard every day, work part-time, and carefully calculate my expenses, although I have a lot of insurance money and the property left by my parents, but I don't want to use those things too much.

Parents...

It's not quite clear, only when you miss their existence, you feel the cold and hard pain in your heart.

What an indifferent world...

Always thinking like this, Kwon doesn't want to make things like this more common.

It is clear that the world is so painful and indifferent, why should the gap be made even bigger?

So I've been working on it, and everything is the same. Work hard, try to help others, and study hard with the rest of the time.

led the world around him to become better, full of joy and laughter, but gradually, I don't know when it began, the world that Quan worked hard and tried his best to bring rejected him.

'That guy is such a weirdo...

'What do you do all day long?'

'Well, it's still...

Pop...

The sound of the door locking interrupted the thoughts.

Don't think about it so much, it's actually nothing...

This comforted himself so much, Kwon shook his head with a wry smile.

You're about to get out of the age where you can dream at will... It's time to abandon such a naivety, right?

Although it is very unwilling, but what can it do?

"Hehe..."

“！！！”

When he raised his head, he was shocked to see that in front of him, in the small living room, sitting on the sofa that usually only he would sit on, was ――――――!!!!

Prologue: Worms

"Hmm-"

A little painful, he sat up with his forehead covered, and the thin sheet on the boy's body slipped quietly.

Why do you remember what happened at that time?

The moonlight outside the window was bright, but the boy had no sleepiness.

Sitting up, on his shoulder, a strange insect flapped its wings silently.

The boy glanced at it and smiled helplessly.

"Oh yes, that's a lot of food..."

It was his worm, feeding on his dreams, gnawing on his dreams and spirit, and one day killing his worm as well.

It's a monster that scares people in society just by existing.

I don't know when it has been around since it began, but it's probably the most common thing in recent years, and if there's one time when Quan intersected with it, it was probably that time in my dreams.

What happened three years ago when I was still in junior high school.

Possessed by worms.

It's terrible...

I couldn't help laughing, if other worm appenders saw it, they would probably open their mouths wide in surprise?

The worm is unfortunate, dangerous, yes...

In short, there are too many such statements.

But the only saying that there is no worm is happiness.

Being bent over by insects and gnawed away by dreams, how can it be something worth laughing at?

However, I guess the only case is right...

His dream is to make the world a gentle power.

If he has absolutely nothing and can get this power by being eaten by insects, it will feel bad, but it's nothing...

He was content to give his dreams to the insects, and believed, that it was not something that could be eaten by just insects.

I'll give you something to eat, eat as much as you can... If you can make that dream come true, even if you die, it's nothing, right?

I want to protect everyone, I want to make the world soft, I don't want to see indifference and hurt, that's the kind of idea that makes Quan a monster.

Scared?

It's okay... It's nothing compared to walking alone and shivering at night.

Discriminated against?

So what? People are always hurting each other...

I opened the sliding door of the refrigerator, took out the bottled juice from it, and drank half a bottle in one gulp.

The time on the alarm clock is four o'clock in the morning.

There is nothing special that Tianhequan wants to do.

The phone next to his pillow didn't send any text messages, and he sat back on the bed and sighed.

"Are you still happy eating?"

He asked about his own worms.

I couldn't find the kind from the encyclopedia, and I didn't bother too much to find it.

The carapace is a metallic black, and the body is divided into two parts, the front part is erect, and there are two sharp sickle feet, and the small one seems to wrap around the head of the iron armor, and there is a long sharp blade.

The back half of the body is covered with four layers of wings like a tuxedo, and three pairs of arthropods are born.

This is a ferocious looking insect, if you want to describe it, it is probably a heavy cavalry among insects, right?

Fused with it, you can make the right an alien.

I have practiced kendo, and the way I call this insect is 'iron armor'.

Naturally, the bugs couldn't answer with words, and the black bugs just waved two sickle-footed.

But that's all, but that's enough.

Right does not need to be answered.

The bug is a monster, its own worst enemy, something that every insect possessor knows all too well.

In the end, I want to get rid of this suffering, and I want to do what I want... yes, that's it.

Because eventually they will die.

Kwon chuckled and shook his head.

"Well, keep eating, my dream should be reborn...

Unwavering tone.

Because power is an outlier in every sense.

If dreams are the reason why the worm-possessed people are targeted by insects, and they are the source of misery, then Kwon is rejoicing in his misery.

Because of this situation that is doomed to a tragic end, it is a condition that gives oneself strength.

The desire of the too powerless has become a reality, so even if it is only a short-term brilliance, it makes him satisfied with a momentary acquisition.

He is happy, but his own happiness is not enough at all.

Turning on the TV, I fell into the soft sofa in one breath, stretching the bones that were basically set, but still had room for development.

The squeaking sound and the feeling of stretching all over the body are fascinating, no matter how many times you go.

'Today in this city...

As always, what is shown on TV is still ordinary, distant from people, but it doesn't seem like something untouchable.

Something that people can see, evaluate, and evaluate, but will not be in contact with the situation.

Change the channel.

'Starry Plum Lulu...

Animation program, so the channel was changed.

I repeated the change of several sets, and the result was again.

There's nothing you want to see, there's nothing you need, it's irritating.

Throwing the remote to the side, he lay on his back on the couch.

At this moment, the phone rang.

I stood up, walked to the bed, picked up my phone from the pillow, opened the lid, and the screen showed a familiar number.

Press the answer button and bring the phone to your ear.

Almost immediately, a familiar voice was heard.

A girl's imposing declaration.

"Come out, knight, there's a goal!"

Straight to the point, it made the teenager laugh a little.

"Yes, Princess Seven Stars"

Myself, very happy.

Because I have obtained this power that can make me feel worthy of my heart.

And to get the happiness that accompanies her.

That's enough.

Yes, it's that simple.