Hisamoto shivered in fear, and the whole person shrank into a ball against the wall.

The nightmarish situation still echoed in her fragile mind, and there was no way she could escape from it.

Was it a homicide?

Visibility in the tunnel was low, but she remembered what could have been called brutal.

Sudden roars, violent limb fights, oozing bones breaking, and a large amount of blood flying and splattering.

and a pair of golden, crazy eyes.

"Da, da, da-"

The footsteps seem to be slow, but they reveal a kind of confidence. It is as if a seasoned hunter has forced his prey into a trap, approaching step by step without hurry, demonstrating his deterrence, killing the prey's courage to fight to the death, and finally capturing it leisurely in complete fear.

What's next? Will it be killed? Will it hurt?

Marin Kumoto closed her eyes tightly and covered her ears with her hands, trying to trap herself in a blank situation where she didn't think about anything and didn't know anything.

Reason told her that this behavior was no different from that of an ostrich burying its head in the sand to avoid danger.

But, but......

Tears finally flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she sobbed dryly, burying her head lower.

I'm really scared......

"Dah."

Footsteps sounded in front of her.

She didn't have the courage to look up, but tried harder to lower her head and bury it in her chest, revealing her white and slender neck.

If you pinch such a delicate place with your hand, you should feel a great sense of accomplishment, right?

Asami Sato has complained to her more than once why she doesn't exercise at all and has such good body proportions, even though she exercises regularly, her neck is still short, and she has to wear collared clothes to cover it often.

Asami-chan......

Help me......

“…… Good bye. ”

Voices that could be considered young sounded above.

Without hesitation.

……

However, the imaginary pain did not come.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute.

It wasn't until she finally mustered up the courage to look up and open her eyes that she found that there was no one in front of her.

"Ah...... Huh? ”

Masato Kumoto, who was still confused, looked around, supporting the wall with his hands to prevent his limp legs from losing strength.

It's gone.

She didn't think much about it, she stumbled out of this corner, and shuddered around the broken corpse, avoiding the blood on the ground with her eyes, careful not to take a second look.

"Whew-whew-"

She didn't know how far she had run, and she didn't know what route she was taking to escape, but when she came back to her senses, what appeared in front of her was not a familiar subway station, but another similar tunnel.

Underground ...... in Tokyo Is it that big?

The pitch-black road behind him was like a giant mouth that ate people, and Hiromoto Maharin didn't have any idea of looking back, still stupidly walking straight ahead, hoping for all the miracles and luck to happen.

Light.

Turning the corner, a blinding light hit her.

Reluctantly opened her eyes a small slit, but behind the closer and closer light, it wasn't the shadow that made her feel warm.

"Hey, you," the strange middle-aged man in the black trench coat walked up to her in an unkind tone, the light of the flashlight did not decrease at all, and it still stabbed people's eyes.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

"I ......"

Hiromoto took a few steps back in confusion, trying to keep a safe distance.

The middle-aged man in serious clothes did not give in at all, but moved closer and pressed his hand on his waist at the same time.

"Answer my question!"

"I ...... I am a fourth-year student at the University of Tokyo......"

Overwhelmed by the momentum of slaughter, she replied in a panic, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at the back of the middle-aged man.

There seems to be something there.

"Be honest! Don't try to play tricks! ”

The dark, heavy gun suddenly appeared in the light, and then the muzzle of the gun quickly rose and aimed it at her chest.

"Be quiet, don't move, I'll ...... if you behave anything out of the ordinary"

Halfway through his words, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and then he turned around and shot without hesitation.

It's a pity that it's a step too late.

"Are you all here......

A familiar voice appeared behind the light.

A steel bar that can be seen everywhere on the construction site pierced the middle-aged man's chest from behind, and the technique was extremely ruthless, directly piercing the heart and killing him with one blow.

"What an annoying guy."

The young man stepped out of the darkness into the light, grabbed the middle-aged man's throat, and twisted his cervical vertebrae straight as his ribcage rose and fell in vain.

“……”

Masin Kumoto didn't speak, or rather, under the impact of a series of unimaginable events on weekdays, she lost even the ability to speak.

The young man wiped the blood from his hands on the long trench coat, and then retrieved two magazines from the lining of the trench coat painted with colorful ukiyo-e, along with a pistol and a delicate melee dagger.

"Hey, you."

The conversation that took place a few tens of seconds ago is played out again.

"Why don't you run?"

Although the content of the interrogation is a little different.

"I ...... I am a fourth-year student at the University of Tokyo...... I am a fourth-year student at the University of Tokyo......"

The dejected Hisamoto repeated this sentence with blank eyes, and his pale cheeks were full of tears.

"I don't want to ask about that."

The young man was a little impatient, but unconsciously, his tone was a little softer.

"What's your name?"

"Kumoto...... It's really Rin. ”

Like a robot, apart from breathing, she doesn't seem to have a trace of normal human vitality.

"Mareru Hisamoto ......"

The young man whispered a few times, then shook her shoulder violently.

"Ahh

The pain that almost fell apart woke her up a little, but then she was greeted by a pair of fierce and crazy golden eyes.

"Listen, Miss Mason Kumoto, I'm not interested in killing you, so your best bet now is to follow this path and go home for a few days of good sleep and forget about what happened here."

"If you want to call the police, I don't mind having one more life under my men."

"Do you understand?"

“……”

For some reason, Masin Hisamoto felt that the gold seemed a little dull.

What a good color, and why does it become dull?

Or maybe it was a different color?

Inconsequential questions swirled in her mind, and she forgot about her situation for a moment.

"Tsk, here we go again."

The young man stared unhappily at the other side of the tunnel, then let go of his grip on her shoulders, turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Unfortunately, it was only two or three seconds, and it turned back again.

"Stupid woman."

He scolded unpleasantly, then put Hisamoto Marin's shoulders on his shoulders and ran quickly.

"Huh?"

She was still wondering when she was flying in mid-air.

"Listen well stupid woman, I'll just take you to the exit, and then you run away on your own. At least get out of Tokyo, got it? ”

The wind howled all around, as if the leaves were falling in autumn, and the voice of the young man, who was struggling but still indifferent, was swept in the wind, not very clear.

"What's your name?"

It's probably like she used to like to ask why the sun is called the sun, rather than a combination of first name + last name. It's a nonsensical, sudden question, but she just wants to know.

Strong muscle contractions, resulting in tremendous speed.

The young man moved forward in silence, constantly speeding up and accelerating.

Until the moment when you can see the light.

"My name is Akira Sakurai."

"I can't see the light of hope."

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