There are two flowers, one on each branch.

While Amamiya Hitomi was chasing Tomie's back, Aono was working with Kanda Yukie to deal with Roshan's follow-up.

Ordinary flames are difficult to ignite this kind of flesh and blood.

If you think about it, you know that this is a combination of a certain indescribable Roshan related to flesh and blood, and the bloodline of the so-called "mythical species" contained in Tomie's body.

There is a difference between nature and ordinary flesh and blood.

Only a flame from the transcendent can burn it.

In simple terms.

Daddy said that you have to defeat magic with magic!

Defeat the Extraordinary with the Extraordinary!

The transcendent person with the ability to flame is a young high school student named Katagiri Yan.

looks white and tender, and is a delicate little Zhengtai.

It seems that he learned badly with Hino Yuki, so he was dyed with red hair that showed his personality.

"Wow! This guy is too big, right? ”

At the first sight of this stiff Roshan, Katagiri Yan let out an exclamation.

Is this the confluence of all the filth of the world? It's terrifying, and it seems that I can only use the power of the flame dragon hidden in my arm to destroy it! ”

Aono: ""

It's a strong smell of middle two diseases, and the inner taste is too strong!

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that the old middle school was sick.

"Boom!"

I only heard a "bang", like the sound of a mallet hitting an elm wood.

"Oops!"

The high school teenager cried out in pain.

"Sister Xiangcheng, why are you beating me again? This will disturb the high-spirited and immortal flame dragon in my body! ”

Beside him, the mediocre-looking big sister was merciless and shuddered, smashing into Katagiri Yan's head.

The second year of high school is referred to as the senior middle school second disease patient, Katagiri Yan covered his head and looked at Oe Xiangcheng with tears in his eyes.

Little Penguin is aggrieved pg

"This kid talks like this, which makes Aono Sanmi smile."

Oe Xiangcheng smiled gently, but it gave people a sense of distance There are people with any surname in Japan, and "Oe" is not particularly strange.

Is it a combination of a cold noodle big sister and a senior middle two disease Zhengtai?

Looks pretty good.

"It's fine."

Aono doesn't have much of a weirdness about Katagiri's behavior.

The weirdos he'd seen were far more weird than this one.

What's more, strictly speaking, Katagiri is not the meaning of the second disease in the standard sense, but the fantasy of the world that originates from the second dimension and is different, such as "Pitch Black Flame Magic" and "Evil King's True Eye", which are basically non-existent.

But now

Katagiri Yan stretched out his right hand, covering his left eye with his left hand, and said something in his mouth.

"Answer my call, from the depths of my soul Su"

"Boom!"

Oe Xiangcheng interrupted the spell with a violent tremor, which was no less than the dynamic picture of "subway, elementary school students, slap, interrupt back to the city".

"Don't talk, hurry up and burn."

A redness and swelling appeared visibly on Katatongyan's brain, and it could be seen that the big sister's subordinates didn't spare any hands.

"You, you!"

Katagiri Yan was about to cry, but because of Oe Xiangcheng's long-term obscenity, not a single fart collapsed in the end.

I could only grit my teeth with indignation, as if I was thinking in my heart, "Forbearance!" ”

Then a flame dragon poured out of his fingers, igniting a huge mountain of Roshan and saying that it was a "flame dragon", but in fact, it was not so exaggerated, because Katagiri Yan was young, the length, hardness, and roughness did not meet the standard of "dragon", at best it was just a small snake.

In fact, Katagiri Yan didn't need to recite that kind of strange spell at all to use his extraordinary ability, and it was purely out of his personal preference that he used it as a prelude to his spell casting.

The flames are burning.

Smoke was billowing and the stench was spreading.

Accompanied by a woman's scream.

The members of this street are all afraid and uneasy because of the environment around them.

And looked at Qingye not far away with admiration, it was extremely difficult for them to deal with its aftermath, how strong should the people who could deal with it head-on be?

It's Aono-kun!

Many members of the Tokyo Rangers have actually been in contact with Aono to a greater or lesser extent.

I can't help it!

Sometimes those weird smells are so fragrant that occasionally in the middle of the night, Aono can't hold back and come out to forage for food.

It just solved the crisis they were experiencing.

Because of this, Aono's popularity in the Tokyo Rangers is surprisingly not very low.

The key is his bewitching appearance!

People who are so good-looking can't ignore it!

Coupled with Aono's strong strength and official serious "night watchman" status, he has become an idol in the minds of many Tokyo Rangers members.

The number of men who want to be Aono is not much different from the number of women who want to be him.

He also received the strange nickname of "beautiful and humble gentleman" because of this.

Japan has inherited a lot of idioms from China, and it is not surprising that they would use the idiom "humble gentleman".

It's the combination of the two, and there's always a subtle sense of disobedience.

Aono walked to Ryohi Yamauchi and Ishihara Kai's side.

These two light writers are already pale and in a trance.

This is the sequelae of the sequelae of the Roshan that I accidentally glanced at just now, and for Aono the reason of "1", it can be directly "20" on them.

What's more, the pungent gas and sharp screams at this time are still tormenting their fragile nerves.

"Aono-kun, is the truth of the original world so cruel?"

Ryohi Yamauchi was dazed and weak, and after the battle of Aono was over, she vomited fiercely.

Under his eyes, there is no longer the flame of the so-called adventurous spirit.

He looked at Aono blankly and asked.

"The world is neither gentle nor right, and we have known this kind of thing from the beginning."

Aono patted Ryohi Yamauchi on the shoulder.

"But we all live here, of course, we can only staggering forward step by step."

"Teacher, cheer up!"

Yes, fans are endearing to her.

"Ishihara-san, so are you."

Aono is not very suitable for comforting work, and most of the time he plays the role of a listener in the cowherd shop, and at this time he can only comfort the two with his eyes.

Next, there will be special personnel for psychological counseling.

and sanity quizzes.

At present, the Tokyo Rangers are already a fairly mature organization, and naturally there is a difference between the logistics department and the combat department, and the various processes are very perfect, including the "sanity test," which is a test method that has only been gradually perfected in the past month.

It is designed to deal with people who have experienced unspeakable events.

Based on past experience, even if many people do not show much abnormality at first, after a period of time, they can find that their life and mental state have gradually changed.

What's more, he directly became a member of the X-cultists.

Later studies showed that this was the result of the continuous decline of people's sanity under the influence of an indescribable breath.

Infection does not necessarily occur all at once, but is a continuous process, similar to some chronic diseases.

The opposite of "sanity" is "madness".

People who lose their minds are undoubtedly on a crazy path.

This kind of rational test can more accurately reflect the state of the person being measured, and there are different treatments for different conditions.

Amnestics may also be used if necessary and in extreme cases.

It's just that that's not something that Aono should be in charge of, and there will be professionals to deal with it.

Aono gave two orders to several logistics members, nothing more than to take care of the two teachers for the sake of his face.

He himself was pacing around.

It looks like it's a walk, but it's actually a walk.

However, on top of the walk, add some trivial content.

The black fog around Aono quietly spread, blending into the surrounding lost fog.

They may seem to be the same thing, but they are very different.

The black mist of Aono is like a greedy big bad wolf.

And the weakened lost mist next to them is the little white sheep who has been stripped naked, and can only surrender to the obscene power of the big bad wolf, trembling, and saying "Don't come in!" "Actually, there is no ability to resist at all.

Even though the surrounding fog has begun to gradually dissipate under the effect of the "power of correction", Aono will not let go of such a dessert snack.

Relax and absorb the fog around you.

It's like a social animal that has finished a day's work, and when he walks out of the company building, he lights up a Huazi at the corner of the street, oh no, the average social animal can't afford to smoke Huazi's bright cigarette butts flicker and flicker in the night, and the feeling of swallowing clouds and spitting fog is similar to Aono at this time.

Aono walked back to the bookstore and came to the place where the house had been set on fire.

The flames had long since been extinguished, leaving only a layer of black-gray powder on the ground.

Aono lowered his body and gathered the dust.

"Aono-kun"

When the powder was all packed into a box, a hurried sound sounded.

Aono could tell that it was the voice of Kanda Yuki-e's classmate Yabuki Maho.

How did she get here?

Aono turned around, and saw Yabuki Maho holding Amamiya Hitomi and walking here.

"Amamiya-senpai?!"

At this time, the image of Amamiya Hitomi is very different from that of weekdays.

His neat clothes were dirty, his hair was messy, and his eyes were as helpless as a child.

Yabuki Maho next to him didn't care about the stains on his body at all, and let him lean on himself, his little face full of worry.

"Little Pity, was you here just now?"

Amamiya Hitomi asked in a hoarse voice.

"Ugh."

Aono instantly understood why Hitomi Amamiya was so haggard.

But the relationship between Tomie and Amamiya Hitomi is extremely complicated, and it is not a "brother and sister" who can "recognize each other" just by meeting.

Tomie, whose hands are covered with blood, has forgotten everything before, is it really the same Amamiya Ren from before?

Can she return to her old life and turn back into the innocent and cute girl who is Hitomi Amamiya's younger sister?

Aono didn't know the answers to these questions.

Hitomi Amamiya didn't know either.

They only know that if they don't do anything, one day in the future, they will regret it deeply.

"Aye, I see."

Just hearing Aono's sigh, Amamiya Hitomi also understood a lot.

He and Aono have known each other for so long, and many things can be understood by each other without having to say anything.

"Ano, I've decided"

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Tokyo has returned to its usual peace and calm.

People live in peace in the steel-made city, and the street where the Corner Strike bookstore is located has reopened.

Passers-by come and go, and it is a bustling and lively scene.

Except for the online world and small talk, there is more talk about the "black fog", and nothing else has changed.

It was as if the black fog of five days ago had never descended.

It's just that the dead don't come back to life.

Those that were burned to ashes were put into coffins.

Aono stands in the corner of a funeral.

Aono, who was wearing a black suit, deliberately disguised his appearance, reducing the value from more than fifty to about thirty, which was already the limit of his traits.

However, it is still the one that attracts the attention of the funeral, which attracts many little girls and middle-aged women to secretly admire.

It's just that the protagonist of today's funeral is not Aono.

The front of the mourning hall.

It is a black-and-white photograph of the simple face of the house hanging on it, surrounded by wreaths.

In fact, the scale of this funeral was not large, only about a dozen people were present.

Including a few relatives and two or three classmates of Ah Zhai.

Aono didn't see his parents.

With a faint detachment in the eyes of the elders, they looked at the petite girl sitting in front of the wreath with the eyes of the oil bottle.

The appearance is more similar to that of the house.,It's the kind that you can't recognize when you throw it into the sea of people.,It's a high school student.。

That's the so-called sister of the house.。

Aono had met her two days earlier and gave her the crumpled book that had been autographed.

Unexpectedly, the depression that Azhai said did not seem to be reflected in her.

She just cried.

Crying all the time and crying all the time

Crying, crying

I cried until my tears were dry.

At that time, Qingye just watched in silence, without comfort or speaking.

Until the silent tears lasted for nearly an hour, the girl showed a smile that was very similar to that before the death of Ah Zhai, which was uglier than crying.

Then, he sent Aono out of the house.

Out of fear that she would do something stupid, Aono stayed in the neighborhood for a while, carefully observing her life.

This is part of the commitment to the house.

A man's promise is not such a casual thing!

As for this time, the faint disgust of relatives is also understandable.

A high school girl with mental illness, both parents are dead, and her only brother has died unexpectedly, and they are bound to need to take care of her.

Isn't this just a useless oil bottle?

This world is indeed neither gentle nor right.

Aono thought in his heart, and he was ready to afford this junior high school girl.

That's not a big expense for his income.

It's just that after the funeral, the girl said to her relatives.

"I don't need your care, but please give me a little living allowance every month to support my living, and when I grow up, I will give it back to you."

Throwing off such a drag oil bottle is naturally something that relatives can't ask for, and it also saves each other from passing the buck.

As for the most basic living expenses, there is no pressure for everyone to share them evenly.

It's a joy for them.

Seeing the girl's eyes, Aono left silently.

People always grow in an instant.

Now the girl doesn't need his help anymore.

It is enough to visit once in a while.

What's more, beside her, a faint phantom stood there.

As a guardian spirit, Ah Zhai must be able to protect her well, right?

Aono has more important things to do.

The pursuit of flesh and blood cultists is not over yet!