Riko patted me on the shoulder, and I knew what Riko meant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoNow is not the time to think about these questions, we are still in the midst of another trial. If I die here because of the memory of my predecessors, it would be too rude for my seniors who sacrificed themselves to save me. I turned my head to look at Riko, if only one person can clear this trial, then I think this opportunity should be better given to Riko. Riko knows a lot of knowledge, and if it were her, she would have lived longer.

"That's right!" Riko adjusted her tone and changed the subject, "You were together before the trial. You and that senior of yours. ”

"...... right"

"So will the people who were together before the trial also be together after the trial?"

"I think so. We were together when we came, so we were together when we were at the proving ground......"

"Can you speculate the other way around...... Riko said thoughtfully, "If people who weren't together at the beginning of the trial would be at a distance from each other. ”

Riko said and gestured to the opposite side of the hall. I followed Riko's gaze, and there sat a man in a sweatshirt who looked to be in his twenties, with thin cheeks and a scary look in his eyes. He seemed to notice our gaze and turned to glaring at us with a strong gaze. For the first time in these days, other than Riko, I felt the gaze of others projected on me so clearly. I felt a cramping cramp in my abdomen, and the feeling of being watched was reminiscent of the ancient punishment of "showing the crowd".

It was a look of blunt malice. "Airman" is a guy who has been abandoned by the world, and it is inevitable that some Airman will choose to give up on himself and resent everything around him. It's better to say that this is probably the norm for air people.

"Don't be afraid ......"

I felt Riko's not-so-warm hand close to me, and it reassured me incredibly.

"The reason why that guy is putting on a terrifying face is that he is afraid. It's like some butterflies grow terrifying eyes on their wings, disguised as the sight of wild beasts. This man is doing the same thing, he is forcing himself to make a beastly expression because he is afraid of us. Because we have two people here, and he has only one. If he is not afraid of us, he should ignore us. ”

I nodded tremblingly. After calming down, I noticed that there were actually many people in the hall, sitting in different positions. Generally speaking, it is human nature that people who are closer together will also lean together accordingly. According to Riko, the difference in the location of the person may represent a difference in geographical location. People who appear nearby, in a city, a neighborhood are more likely to appear. This shows that they speak the same dialect, have a similar way of thinking, and are more likely to become friends. However, no one has yet stepped forward to dominate everyone in the hall, and I think that the "air people" may generally lack this kind of leadership.

I tried to avoid the man's gaze, and he seemed to find himself bored and stopped looking at us. That's right, our group is nothing more than a drenched misfit high school girl and a silly woman, and it's not threatening at all. I sat up straight and suddenly saw a man slowly approaching us. He seemed to be sitting nearby, not far from us. On the other hand, the distance between him and others is a little delicate. If we divide it by region, the three of us may be a group. The man was dressed in a suit, and his face was as stiff as a stone, but Riko seemed to be interested in him.

"This person should be reliable. Riko said to me.

"Yes, where did you see that?"

"I think he may have come here to protect us......" Riko replied to me with a subtle expression, "After all, we are women and children, and if it is a trial, it is no good to be with us at all." Maybe this trial will also be a time for everyone to kill each other. ”

But perhaps he didn't know that kind of information. I shook my head, Riko is still a child, and she doesn't understand the horrors of adults very well, "Maybe I fell in love with your beauty......"

"...... me?" Riko flicked her wet hair like seaweed on her face, "Maybe if I hadn't been in the rain, it might still be possible." No matter how you say it, it should come towards you. ”

"How is that possible?"

I shook my head, but Riko looked at me in a daze and remained subtly silent. But for now, the man is already very close. I'm sorry I put my coat over Riko's body, her uniform has actually been cut with scissors. The man looked at me and Riko alternately, and although his stiff cheeks didn't change at all, I could understand the embarrassment. The man stood in front of us, but instead of sitting down like us, he poked in place. I started to think it was he who was going to lose interest in us and walk away. But in fact he just stood like a god.

"If we don't speak, he won't speak. Riko leaned over and said with a laugh in my ear. It's a little itchy.

"That, Riko-san, don't speak ill of others behind your back......"

"It's so close, it's kind of a face-to-face. ”

"You can't ...... in person"

"All in all, as I thought. In terms of atmosphere, he doesn't look like a person who can do bad things. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

The people in the hall began to gather in twos and threes, and they began to laugh and talk. For some reason, the people who are timidly interacting with each other in this brightly decorated hall look like ants. But the thought that I am also one of the ants makes me feel a little delicate. I looked at the man standing next to me, his face was only facing me, but I felt that the other side of his face was a little stiffer. After thinking about it like this, for some reason, I was able to talk to him even though I had been afraid of others.

"Hello, I'm Sulfona, and I'm next to Riko-san. What's your name, please?"

"I'm ......" the man turned his head, he scratched the back of his head with his hand, perhaps a habitual action he made when he was nervous, "I'm Yamada, it doesn't matter what you want to call me." ”

"Then ...... Mr. Yamada?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

As he said this, Yamada scratched his head again as if he really didn't care. Riko and Yamada nodded to each other, and there was no conversation. I'm a little anxious about this situation, but maybe everyone will kill each other, maybe it's better not to know the name. For example, I can't kill anyone I know - no, I guess I can't kill anyone.

Footsteps sounded on the dark marble floor, and I looked up to see a man in the middle of the hall, a man with a shaved head, dressed in black. I never meant to judge people by their looks, but he really looked like he was mixed up on the road. When he spoke, I had a subtle sense of familiarity, "Sure enough, this is the rough voice."

"Are you the ones who participated in the trial?!"

The man in black had a loud voice, no, it should be said to be deafening. Several people raised their heads at the voice of the man in black, and then immediately withdrew their gaze. The man in black seemed rather unhappy with this reaction.

"Hey, are you all deaf? Does anyone know what this **** trial is all about? I asked this idiot, and they don't know. I declare beforehand that I don't believe anything that God says. I've never done anything wrong, and I won't ever since!"

He used the word "you" as if to separate himself from others. I think he's probably the one who participated in the trial, and his statement made me feel uncomfortable. Riko also doubts the existence of God, but Riko analyzes it from a rational point of view. But the man in black seems to be just messing around. But no matter how much he asked, no one would pay attention to him, and here the air man is such an unsociable guy. The man in black seemed to have become very agitated, according to Riko's theory, he must have been disturbed by being teleported to a strange place, which is why he became so rough.

I stared at him from afar, and I felt that he was acting like he was making a movie, and that he was playing a "violent character". Riko doesn't seem to have much interest in the man in black, and Yamada doesn't have much interest in everything. The air around me was whispering and making noises like mosquitoes, and for a moment I thought I was sitting in a junior high school study hall classroom.

For most people, the man in black is a clown. But they also want this clown to explore this unknown environment. So no one objected to his performance.

The man in black began to walk up and down the hall. Although there seemed to be corridors around the hall, the man in black only went around one section to the other. He walked back and forth several times, like a guinea pig running around a maze. The man couldn't find a way out, and then he began to bang on the wall again, looking very funny. Just when I thought he was going to get tired of it at last, he suddenly let out a scream. Curious, I looked in the direction he was. It was a lead-gray metal door, and I had been fully aware of such a door. The door was tall and large, and it looked like it could pass through five or six people at the same time.

But that's not the problem. The man seemed to kick or knock on the door just now, and soon, the strange electronic sound went on. The electronic sound was kind of like a class bell in a classroom, but much shorter than that. I had an inexplicable familiarity with the sound, but I just couldn't figure out what it was. There seems to be an LED display next to the door that flashes some text, but the location of the text is about three floors, and it is not clear at all. After the strange noise subsided, the surrounding walls made a strange "click" sound, and I saw that there were several holes in the wall, and several metal cylinders more than one person high were placed on the side of the wall, and they made a dull roar when they landed.

Even the most stupid person understands that the man in black seems to have touched something.

The man in black himself was extremely flustered, he probably didn't plan to make such a big move. Almost all of them were looking at him, and now those gazes turned into reproach in the eyes of the man in black. A girl with glasses yelled.

"What did you do?"

"Nothing was done!"

The man in black glared at her, then roared back in a voice twice as loud as the girl.

"It's this one that moved on its own! It's timed, it's timed!!" The man in black said after taking a breath, "Nothing happened anymore! Those things look like ...... It's like a trash can. No big deal!"

I looked over at the new metal cylinder that had appeared next to the wall, and it did look like a garbage can. To be precise, it's like an object after a trash can has been magnified many times. As I watched this, the argument between the man in black and the woman in glasses seemed to be getting more intense. I don't have the courage to argue with that kind of underworld, and that eyed girl looks a little neurotic, which is probably why she became an air man.

"Who can guarantee what these things are, if they contain explosives or poison gas?"

"It's too exaggerated!

"How is that impossible? They can be made in the walls, and it's not strange to put explosives in the cylinders that can blow us all up in the sky! If you can prove that they are safe and harmless, then you can check them!"

"Damn!" the man in black stomped his foot, the words of the girl in the eyes poked at his sore point, and he didn't seem to have the courage to check, "I didn't do that!

"There is no logic in your words. The Eyed Girl smiled as if she had found some treasure, "There is no causal connection between whether the dynamite cylinder is in the wall or not. Furthermore, even if they always pop up, they can't be used as a shield for your misbehavior. Why are you kicking that door?"

The Eyed Girl seems to have decided that the cylinder is full of explosives, and the man in black is also pushed to the limit.

"Let's just say that it wasn't Lao Tzu who did it!"

"I'm not blaming you, I'm just asking you why. Why are you kicking that door?"

"Damn!"

"Can't even explain the motive for your actions......

The Eyed Girl suddenly sneered contemptuously. In the unit, she may be in the position of the group leader - although her mind is not bad, she speaks harshly, so she can't be a leader in a high position. When assigning work to lower-level personnel or delivering notices, she may also secretly sneer in her heart. But I feel a little hairy in my heart, and the eye-girl is wrong about something. She is not in the so-called "collective", the air people gathered here do not have the morality of normal people, and there is no cohesion at all.

The man in black ran like a flare, and for a moment no one understood what he was going to do. But soon everyone's faces turned white, and the man ran near a metal cylinder. Even I can understand what a man is going to do, but it's too late to stop it. The man picked up his shoeed foot and kicked it down hard.

"Why? There is nothing why! I just thought! You have me off, and no one will have good fruit to eat. Come, you scold me, you stare at me. Then let's all die together!"

The dull voice drowned out the black-clad man's scolding, echoing lonely in the empty hall.