Inexplicably, Lord Death lost sleep again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So he touched it early in the morning, before dawn. He has never been the kind of person who recognizes pillows, beds, quilts, and women, nor does he mean that he can't sleep after changing them. It's very rare for Lord Death to not sleep or not to sleep. But he just had insomnia, and even he couldn't say why.

Lord Death, who had been tossing and turning all night, was dangling around the campus the next day with a pair of dead fish eyes, and I didn't know that I thought someone had invaded me. Because Lord Death didn't change his clothes, he was still wearing his own. It's just because he thinks the uniform is a bit ugly. But the incredible thing is that it fits perfectly on the body.

Sure enough, it's not just people who pick clothes, but clothes that pick people.

He was not in a hurry, first he naturally blended into the ordinary students and had breakfast before walking around the campus slowly, recording while strolling. Lord Death has a good sense of direction, so he usually doesn't go a second time where he walks.

The school is huge, and some of the messy buildings are unexpectedly many. And because of the slow pace of Lord Death, he had to go in twice without seeing a building, so the simple walk—or rather the gathering of intelligence—dragged on until noon. But in fact, he only walked about half of the place, and he didn't enter the main teaching building and some relatively large buildings, so he simply drew a map of the campus.

So Lord Death naturally had lunch among the ordinary students. It's a big school, and there are a lot of kinds of meals in the cafeteria, and from yesterday to now, Lord Death has changed all the noodles and rice. And what made him feel more pity was that, as he asked yesterday, he didn't see a single day today. And what's even stranger is that he didn't see the group of stupid people holding some strange battles on campus.

Is there something going on in the collective?

The afternoon work was still boring, and after drawing the map, the rest of the work was to go into the main building and check the purpose of the classrooms one by one. Lord Death's concealment skills are always full, so no one will notice them even if they walk directly outside the classroom. Even if someone walked by once in a while, he could find out before he could hide - though he didn't know the point of doing so.

But...... School.

It's such a desirable place.

He had never been to school before, and everything was taught by himself or by others, but he didn't have any serious teachers. So if there's anything that Grim Reaper is not good at, one of them is the exam. He wasn't really confident that he would pass. Maybe the surprise review can barely get by?

So the interested Grim Reaper quietly entered a class, and the people inside didn't care about him, what should he do or what he should do. But after listening to half the lesson, Lord Death got a little tired of it, and couldn't help but lie on the table and fall asleep. But what made him feel even more troublesome was that he couldn't sleep at all after lying down. Although I was very sleepy, and even more sleepy after listening to the class, I just couldn't sleep.

What is this called......

The helpless Lord Reaper had no choice but to sneak out again and continue to wander around. He's not done hanging out yet, he's just halfway through. But it's also the last building, and there's not much to do after walking through the last floor. It was also far from dinner time, and thinking about the Grim Reaper, he went to the rooftop to try to make up for the lost sleep. In the few novels he reads, the rooftop is a good place for lunch and nap.

Although the rooftops are closed to the public in most places.

"Over there, it's in class right now."

It's like this. Maybe someone will stop him.

The Grim Reaper-sama kept his hands on the doorknob and silently turned his head. He thought if it was an NPC, he would just send it away. But there is no doubt that the person who spoke was not, but the dead who were still alive. Then Lord Death didn't care even more, just looked at it a few times and walked straight out.

Still, it's a teenager. But it's different from everyone. Whether it's a front or a play, they all wear school uniforms well, even if the styles are different. But his only thing was a pitch-black suit, with a hat on his head that was still pitch black, which looked like the military uniform of a certain country, but there were subtle differences. All in all, serious. He was followed by NPCs wearing the same clothes.

The black hat covered his long dark green hair, and the whole person was hidden in the darkness of the corridor, if you didn't pay attention, you might not notice...... Probably not. All in all, he is also a person with a strong sense of presence, subtly exuding a domineering atmosphere. You can see that the eyes and hair are generally green.

"Wait, didn't you hear what I said?" He shouted again to Lord Death, and quickly followed.

"I hear you." The Grim Reaper responded weakly, and when he went out, he turned his head to find a place to shade. It just so happens that there is, it's not far away. The weather wasn't too hot, it was a good day for a nap. It's a pity that I can't sleep or not, that's another story. That's why Lord Death is very irritable. I don't know the root cause of my irritability.

Probably because he couldn't sleep.

Sigh and lie down in the shadows. He didn't care if his clothes would get dirty or anything, he just changed his set if they got dirty, and there were a lot of messy things in his notes.

But before Lord Death could find a position to lie down, the man bent over, looked at Lord Death, and said with a slight impatience: "Did you hear what I said, it's in class now, and even so, the rooftop can't be entered casually, please go out." ”

Lord Death opened his eyes slightly, and he glanced around to know what was going to happen next. Originally, according to his thoughts, the other party was probably a member of the student council. It is impossible to be the president, because the position of the president is in the body. But as the deceased, the position can't be too low, and time will give them a lot of room to operate, so the biggest possibility is the vice president.

It's just that if it weren't for something as special as So, it would be a violation of the rules to follow the system as a student and even become a vice president. It stands to reason that he should have disappeared a long time ago, but he still stood in front of Lord Death. It is unlikely that his appearance will be the same as the purpose of the play, so there is only one remaining possibility: he is using a means to keep himself alive and break the rules. The so-called rooftop is the best place to do this kind of unseemly thing.

Lord Death didn't want to care either, one was that he didn't want to expose himself so quickly, and the other was that the long-term insomnia made him unmotivated to do anything. So to treat this kind of obviously a bear child but pretending to be a good student, he just waved his hand and said, "If I leave now, I can not pursue it, otherwise I can only use you as the first test subject." ”

"Huh?" He looked at Lord Death with an almost idiotic gaze, "What are you talking about?" ”

"I mean, don't be here even if you want to break the rules or something, it'll make me sleep, change places." Lord Death patiently explained. It's not that he's in a bad mood, he's just a little bored. In such situations, his performance is often at two extremes, either he has a lot of patience or he has no patience left at all.

"Interesting." The other party suddenly laughed, waved his hand, and the members who followed him left the rooftop together, leaving him standing alone, "I have changed my mind, and the object will be replaced by you." Now, look me in the eye. ”

Lord Death was a little impatient, but he changed his mind when he saw the other man's eyes.

His dark green eyes gradually turned a blood-like crimson.

He found that the other party was still a little interesting.

"Hypnotism?" Lord Death looked at him with a smirk.

The boy was a little shaken, looking at Lord Death uncertainly, but still believing in his own ability, still muttering something in a low voice.

"Don't try it in vain, as long as I don't want to, this kind of thing can't work on me." Lord Death shook his head. Not to mention the current demonic immunity physique, even when he was alive before, it was impossible for this simple and crude technique to make him succumb. He had a way to get himself out of hypnosis. According to his old mentor, this is just a low-rate tactic. If you rely too much and believe in it, you will suffer a big loss one day.

The boy tried a few more times, and when he found that Lord Death was still awake, he had no choice but to give up and ask, "Who are you?" I've never seen you before. ”

"Shouldn't you give your name before asking someone's name?"

Although even if you did, I wouldn't tell you. Lord Death silently added in his heart.

"Literati Naoi. Vice President of this school. He lowered the brim of his hat.

"Yes." Lord Death smiled suddenly, "Do you know, if you use hypnotism on people casually, you will be beheaded. You won't die, but it will still hurt. Little by little, I'm going to cut your neck open and put a mirror in front of you, so that you can see exactly how you were executed. ”

Naoi shuddered involuntarily, and something was slightly wrong when he looked at Lord Death's gaze. In particular, he suddenly saw that Lord Death had pulled out a huge scythe out of nowhere, and his fingers brushed lightly over the glittering scythe, as if he was ready to put what he said into reality at any moment. He couldn't help but believe it, swallowed, and forced himself to calm and ask, "What do you want me to do?" ”

He knew it was just intimidation. If he really wanted to do that, he wouldn't have to say it so carefully. Of course, if the other party is just a simple pervert, he can only consider himself unlucky. Should...... No way?

He still couldn't help but think about it in his head, and then shivered again. Lord Death is right, although it won't die, it will hurt.

However, Lord Death's words made him stunned directly.

"Well, I seem to have forgotten something. Let me sleep and see if I can remember. Lord Death slashed his scythe into the concrete wall next to it, cracking the entire wall apart. Then he smiled and asked unusually "brilliantly": "Of course, you will help, right?" ”

The corners of Naoi's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at the wall next to him that was about to be completely destroyed by the scythe, and succumbed to the obscenity of Lord Death, and nodded without tears.

This power ...... It's absolutely sour to hit the body. And the most important thing is that the other party doesn't take hypnosis at all. His hypnotism can't be permanent, and if the other party wakes up first and finds out what he has done, I'm afraid he will become very sad in the future. This combat effectiveness ...... It's probably not a vain at all.

"I can't guarantee the effect, try it as much as you can." Naoi sighed and stared straight into Death-sama's eyes, his eyes turning bright red again, "Then, please give up your resistance." Otherwise, it won't work. ”

Lord Death nodded slightly, and suppressed the instinct of resistance in his body. Gradually, his eyelids became heavy, and he yawned and fell asleep.

"Well, have a good dream." Naoi also doesn't have a revenge mentality, he just wants to get out of here as soon as possible. Inexplicably, after he saw the huge scythe, a deep fear arose in his heart.

It's like ...... The frog, like a snake, comes from instinct, deep fear in the soul.

After a deep look, he seemed to want to imprint the source of fear in his mind, and somehow, he found that the things he had feared and troubled were not so important, and then he left in a hurry.