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Obviously, it was just a light rain at first, but after a while, as if announcing the change of seasons, it began to rain heavily, as if it was about to wash away the filth of the world, and the endless torrential rain kept washing the earth.

The white-haired girl raised her head and looked up at the sky, her face so delicate and cold that it did not look like a human being slapped by the cold rain, but she did not have the slightest intention of dodging. The bright red pupils like flames are neither the tyranny of the first appearance, nor the crazy emotions of the fight, although looking at the sky, the pupils are not the slightest focus, some are just endless hollowness. The blood of various colors on the arm that naturally hung down slid down with the rain, dripping on the ground little by little, splashing one after another splashing with a bright color that was terrifying.

"All ...... Dead......"

The voice was a little hoarse, probably because the throat was entrenched by the filthy demonic power, and the wound had not been repaired until now, the white-haired girl glanced around indifferently, and everywhere she looked, there were mountains of corpses piled up everywhere, and all kinds of strange-shaped organs and organs were scattered around, and it was completely impossible to see who the original owner was, including those monsters and girls.

"It's cold."

The girl was already drenched and soaked.

I don't know why, even the heart was dug out and pinched, the arm was broken, the ribs seemed to have accidentally fallen to the ground and were wilfully struck by a naughty child with a hammer, and the whole body turned into powder without a trace of trembling, but at this moment it began to tremble slightly in the rain.

"All ...... It's dead, it's like this again, I'm the only one left. ”

The white-haired girl looked down at her hands, which were a pair of hands that even the best at maintenance could not do, without the slightest scars and wrinkles, like works of art.

Even if countless hard or soft bodies have been torn apart, even if they have been broken, torn, or even swallowed whole by countless terrifying monsters in various ways. But it was still as white and tender as it had been at the beginning.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

In a hidden corner, a faint cough sounded imperceptibly. As if she didn't expect that there was still a living existence, the girl was a little surprised, but it didn't seem to be a matter of walking over slowly.

Sanae thought that she must be attached to the gods, and was lovingly watched by the god who had been worshiped by her ancestors, but now did not even know the name or image.

Although this thought has come up many times today, Sanae still thinks about it over and over again, trying to keep her consciousness awake.

It's lucky, although I said at the beginning that being able to create a miracle doesn't mean being lucky, but it seems that Sanae's body also has a hidden luck level in the same setting.

If the white-haired girl hadn't used demonic energy to knock Sanae out of the air at the beginning, Sanae would have been turned into ashes by the flames that even steel could turn into molten iron in an instant.

Although the internal organs were damaged due to being thrown against the hard wall, and the arm was broken. But as long as the position was slightly offset, if he had hit the delicate and beautiful glass floor-to-ceiling window at that speed, Sanae would have died of blood loss due to excessive blood loss.

Therefore, Sanae considers herself really very lucky, beyond the luck of ordinary people. If she was still alive, Sanae felt like she would never go to a lottery or anything like that.

The reason why she didn't participate instead of participating, Sanae thinks, is probably due to the fact that everything has an end.

No matter what it is, there will be a day when it will be exhausted. Whether it's intangible luck, or tangible flesh and life.

[It feels like the world is shrouded in a layer of vague sandpaper, is it because there is too much blood left so that the oxygen supply to the brain is insufficient, ah, probably the world in the eyes of those who are short-sighted is like this, hmm...... I used to think that guys with glasses had a feeling of inexplicably handsome, so I was a little envious, but I'm really sorry to think about it, I didn't think about their feelings at all. 】

Thinking about the mess, Sanae coughed involuntarily a few times.

[My throat feels like it's full of blood...... It's a nasty touch, slippery, and it's sweet and disgusting...... That's it, death. Is my life going to disappear like this......]

This word should be an incomparably distant word for a young girl living in a time of peace.

Even though people are always shouting 'Ahhh But they don't understand the meaning of the word death, or the meaning of the passing of life.

Although Sanae also felt that there was probably no point in thinking about this kind of thing, anyway, she was using her body to feel the process at the moment, so Sanae didn't think it was bad to think about something about it.

However, it seems that some people don't intend to be considerate of Sanae Donggaitani's desire to have some small pleasures before she dies.

The white-haired girl stood in front of Sanae, silently looking at Sanae, who had no strength to support her body at all, and could only rely on the wall to maintain her body from falling to the ground.

"Are you going to die?"

I don't know what mood it is, the white-haired girl who looked like a Shura demon at the beginning didn't kill Sanae, who was completely powerless to resist, like stepping on a dead bug, probably because the wound on her throat had recovered intact, the girl asked indifferently in a nice voice that was completely different from the hoarse tone at the beginning.

"It should be, such an injury, even if you go to the hospital now, you can't heal it, after all, it's been so long, and it's still completely wet from the rain, and the wound is probably already infected."

There was no meaning to blame, Sanae simply told the facts, and replied very naturally. Probably the light is back to the light or something, the sound is very clear, without the slightest pause or blur.

"Yes......"

The white-haired girl looked at Sanae, who had a flat face stating the fact that she was going to die, with a strange gaze.

To be honest, Sanae is no stranger to this kind of gaze, and in the campus where she is called an honor student, she can often feel that gaze when she walks in the corridor or sits quietly in the classroom with the image of the perfect lady that everyone dreams of.

It is a cause of envy, which cannot be attained by a process of countless efforts, because of a deep psychological despair of the sense of disparity, which is listed among the seven deadly sins, and is called the emotion of jealousy.

"--That's nice."

The white-haired girl smiled slightly, as if she didn't have caused all this at all, the guilt she should have as the culprit, as if she was oppressed by some invisible weight, bent down slightly, and looked at Sanae's red eyes like delicate rubies.

Full of charm and perfect.

-- There is no life.

That sloppy look,Is he looking at himself?,Or looking at something that he can't touch.,Because the other party bent down.,Sanae felt that she could vaguely smell the beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes.,You can even see her own miserable look in the girl's jewel-like red eyes.。 At the same time, I also clearly heard the words of unknown meaning that she repeated again.

"That's nice......"

ps: Tomorrow's exam, the day after tomorrow will be able to go home, the New Year's will probably be more, I don't know if I can maintain the daily change, here is a hello to everyone first, hawkers, but we will try to get out of the manuscript in our free time, we can only say that we did our best~

ps2: When I wrote this chapter, I inexplicably thought of the disqualification of the world.,Although I understand that Mei Hong and Sanae have nothing to do with what that book wants to express.,But I just kept thinking about that book.。 It's really tangled...... Osamu Dazai's book is really magical?