The gunfire had passed, and the dark blue-haired boy was half-kneeling, he was covering the big gap in his stomach, and the dim perspective moved up and up, and he just wanted to stand up with the help of support, when suddenly he felt that his left chest was empty, and moved his perspective to his chest again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It turned out that a large hole had been pierced and blood was spurting outward.

Shidao... Schoolmate... I'm sorry, some things are really helpless, I can't wait, my long-cherished wish is to kill the primordial spirit with my own hands, so that the 10,000 people I killed before I met Shidao-san, including Shidao-san, will be resurrected because of the time difference.

In the end, the girl with the pupil of the time disc closed her eyes and couldn't bear to bite her lower lip flap slightly, pulled the trigger, borrowed the huge force in Shidao's body to shoot twelve bullets to her head, the bullet that could travel through time.

The space around the pupil girl instantly compressed into a black sphere that wrapped her body and disappeared in front of her.

Shidao lay on the cold concrete road, looking up at the clouds floating in the sky.

Consciousness is constantly moving away

Yes...... Obviously, we were still shopping together for the Tanabata Festival this morning, but I really didn't expect me to die so soon, ah... Feel... Life is really in vain.

Recalling this morning's Tanabata Festival and the scene of fishing for water balloon just now, Shido couldn't help but smile and raised his hand with difficulty, but the moment he raised his hand, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his consciousness was interrupted in an instant

All that remains is remembrance.

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When Shido opened his eyes again, he scanned the pitch-black landscape around him

Is it a nightmare?

Tapping his weak heart, Shidao's cheeks overflowed with sweat because of fear.

Familiar scenery, familiar computers, familiar body temperature in skin-to-skin contact, and familiar perfume smells.

There is no need to guess the body temperature of this contact, who is the person who has the smell of perfume that you don't get tired of smelling every day.

There's nothing wrong with that. She's Sansan, the only one who won't kill her own mad three.

Sansan opened his eyes slightly, and climbed up to Shidao's body from the pillow with a little discomfort.

Is this guy sleeping? Wake up... Hey, hey... Wake up.

Shido pushed Sansan to put down his hair on his head so as not to make an indecent move.

Sansan slightly opened the pupil of time that was full of breath in the middle two and looked into his arms, covering his mouth and smiling softly.

What about the new discoveries... It turns out that my little gentleman likes to sleep with things in his arms, and the tighter and tighter it is like a python devouring its prey, and he keeps licking other people's bodies with his tongue.

No, no, no! Please don't say it so blatantly about teaching bad children, and I didn't use my tongue to **** your body, go and go... You don't frame me.

Cut. Was it discovered?

With a cut sound, Sansan twisted his head to the side and sucked the milk he had just bought this morning.

It's normal to give milk to cats, but now Shidao is full of guilt.

However, Sansan had already seen through Shidao's guilt, grabbed the straw with his hand, teased the straw with his lips, and finally wrapped the end of the straw into his mouth

If you think that's the end of it, you're very wrong.

Sansan's ruddy fingers curled the black hair next to his ears, swallowed the straw, and finally squeezed the milk carton with too much force

The milk in the milk carton is squeezed and squirts out of the only outlet in an instant.

The sticky white milk hung on Sansan's black hair, which looked particularly bright against the background of darkness

Yes...... It's all out.

Three-three she opened her eyes. Charming eyes wiped the sticky milk from the black hair, put it in the mouth, and tasted the unique taste of the milk.

Shidao quickly covered his head, covered his two snow-bright brown eyes, and hid in the corner as if he had suffered some psychological trauma, as if he was muttering something, and his lips and teeth trembled.

Don't think about it! It's just a normal phenomenon of drinking milk and accidentally pushing too hard, it's normal, don't care, don't care... Don't worry!

Repeating this sentence like a repeater, Shidao relied on this sentence, and in the end, it was fortunate that he finally walked out of the immeasurable shadow area in his heart.

Shidao wiped away the snot that was actually nothing, grabbed the toilet paper and handed it to Sansan

Come... Wipe your face first, how can you get milk on your face? I'm not a child anymore, I really don't understand why Sansan is still so naughty?

Sansan, it's always just a kitten that doesn't grow up, and the kitten is naughty and cute at this young age, isn't it?

Sansan's heartwarming smile made Shidao's cheeks red and hot

Shi Dao quickly turned his head and hid the speed of his red and hot cheeks, and moved his perspective to Sansan's slightly reddened cheeks again, took out two two two movie tickets from the drawer of the bedside table, took out one and handed it to Sansan.

Sansan looked at the movie ticket in the moonlight with an unaware look

The movie ticket is printed on the head of the two cats both standing up and leading each other's cats to catch them somewhere in the sun, I remember that this anime movie seems to be some years old, and it takes an hour and a half to tell the love story of a kitten, although it is an anime love story, but it also earns a lot of hot fans and tears.

What do you think... Together... Go? Because no movie will play at two in the morning... And I don't think Sansan will always be the same on the day of the Tanabata Festival...... So I took it upon myself to buy two movie tickets for the only two o'clock movie today, I said three or three. It wouldn't be weird there, would it?

Well...... No, it won't... Sansan, in fact, I still think that the little priest has been busy lately, and he has forgotten that there is such a thing as the Qixi Festival?

I can forget everything, but only I won't forget the Qixi Festival two years ago, Sansan you betrayed the ontology that you can't disobey in order to meet me for a few hours... So I want to protect you and redeem that Mad Mi from letting her kill and ... Killed.

Na... Na... What if I say yes if, if I'm ontology? Can you still straighten your back and say that like you just did?

In the face of Sansan's questioning, Shidao did not speak, but stared at Sansan's eyes with sharp eyes that did not contain any falsehood, and lightly tapped his head.

I said I was going to protect her... Even if she puts me again... Protect her too... No remorse... If you regret it, you will have to swallow a thousand needles. Pull the hook and hang yourself, and the deceitful person wants to swallow a thousand needles!

Sansan pulled the little finger of Shidao and put it on his little finger to perform the boring oath action of childhood.

After doing this, Sansan seemed to regain her old smile and cuteness, took the coat that Shidao bought for her and put it on, pulled Shidao's arm like a child going to an amusement park, and dragged Shidao who was wearing the coat to run downstairs.

To be honest, Shidao also sensed that something was vaguely wrong, but he took it out of his head like water vapor.

While the doorman was asleep, the two climbed over the three-meter-high concrete wall and looked at the stars in the black sky for a while, then looked at each other embarrassedly, and finally ran to the 24-hour store on the side to buy some coke soda and fries to quench their thirst or cravings.

Three-three...... Do you have anything else to buy? There's still money left, you can buy more, three-three?

At this time, Sansan seemed to be distracted, and asked her that she didn't reply, which made Shidao touch her shoulder a little strangely.

It's okay, don't worry... Is it just to trouble the little priest to take me to the Xu tree where I write my wishes? I have a little wish about my wish, so please don't read it, and if you do, it's okay... It's just a wish for you and me to be together.

That's what happened, can't you go later? Isn't there still five hours left? Let's go to the movies these times...... And it takes two hours to go back and forth.

Please! Please be sure to take me!

Sansan pleaded sincerely, and the eyes were tearful because of the urgency.

With an expression that he really couldn't help it, Shido took Sansan to buy some paper and pens and rushed to the side of the wishing tree for the Tanabata Festival.

Only the street lights are still on next to the wishing tree, and there are no people walking around, yes, it's only three o'clock, and most people should still be sleeping

Without saying a word, he picked up the pen and simply wrote a few words on the colored paper, and handed it to Shidao with the pen, and quickly ran to the side and sat down on the park chair.

Shidao, who got Sansan and wrote a few words of colored paper, looked at the folded colored paper in his hand blankly, and climbed to the top of the highest tree to hang it as before

Last time, Nuo wasn't Shixiang, and it is estimated that a few ribs will be broken.

But before that, the wish tag that I hung up didn't seem to be firmly hung, and it staggered down, and it was attached to Shidao's right next to my eyes, so I couldn't look at it without thinking about it.

It reads

Run... Shidao! The true power of Eleven Bullets is to forcibly insert the user's time into another person's time, including the strongest magician Allen during this time. Mira. Mathers can be fully controlled, and it is effortless to change the form of creatures, which is why such a huge force as an elf is needed.

Shidao just turned around and said you were joking, right? This sentence at the time.

A bullet drilled a large hole in Shido's long dark blue hair, and the wishing tree was not spared from being directly drilled with the bullet marks of a bullet

Looking at the bullet marks in front of him, Shido couldn't help but tremble

Is it three-three? No... It can't be Sansan, and Sansan can't be swords against himself

Who was the man who fired eleven bullets at Sansan? Who is the person who always says that he wants to devour the huge power in his body?

Isn't this clear?

This is the body of the Kurumi-

This concludes the reminiscences

There was a loud sound of rain in the pitch-black space

Shido finally returned from the brink of death, his cherry blossom-colored hand covered with blood slowly covering the vacant part of his heart that had been shot by Mad San's shot

Even if my heart is empty, I won't give up, that guy's only wish will be my source of strength, so I won't give up, after all, today is the Tanabata Festival, and if I die on the day of the Tanabata Festival, it's taboo - so I'm here for the Kurumi!

Shido stumbled to his feet, laboriously holding his head against his head with the only cherry blossom-colored force that could be used around the tips of his fingers,

This can be said to be an imitation of Kurumi's action of firing twelve bullets.

Bang –

The cherry blossom-colored bullet hit the brain instantly, but it didn't come out of the other side of the head

After an illusory twist, Shidao was once again submerged in darkness.

(The preview of the crazy three.) This is the king's big story. The part of drinking milk is really drinking milk, don't think about it, I'm very pure and pure, uh-huh, the group number is 419212002, I hope everyone joins, although it's two days early. ）