The truth has been revealed at this point, whether it is Amuro Toru or others, the mood is a little heavy, and one tragedy often leads to more tragedies.

Kamikawa doesn't like this scene of everyone hugging their heads and crying after the truth is revealed, what are these people crying about? Repentance? It's not, it's just that the consequences of this incident are unbearable......

One impulse, half a life.

Is it worth it?

It's not worth it.

Neither for the living nor for the dead, it is not worth it.

After all, it's really too simple to die.

Kamikawa didn't look any further, he walked backstage and stepped under the night sky.

The moon is round tonight, with a faint crimson tint. The crimson light on the full moon is like the blood stains that have not been cleaned up on the stage, which makes people sentimental and depressing.

People outside the venue are whispering, some are relaxed and happy, some are worried, some are panicked, and some are full of care. The joys and sorrows of the world are never connected, compared to Osamu Hoshino's indifferent attitude as if he was watching a play that has nothing to do with him, Kamikawa was a little stunned, it was an emotion generated by seeing a sad story. It's not strong, but it's also a little clogging in people's hearts.

Osamu Hoshino stood in a no-man's corner. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes completely covered by long bangs, and the moonlight cast a large shadow on his face. He stared at Kamikawa's back at the moon, and the look in his eyes was completely obscured by shadows.

......

In a small apartment rented temporarily, Kamikawa sat at a desk assembling a firearm.

Firearms are a very delicate thing and need regular maintenance. If something goes wrong, the accuracy is greatly reduced. Moreover, firearms are very test of feel, and if you are not familiar with the firearms used, or even if you are born with your hands, then they are fatal when facing the enemy.

Kamikawa requires regular maintenance and constant practice.

The practice conditions were very difficult, after all, he had no organization and no venue. Only by going to the deserted deep mountains and old forests can we avoid any bad effects of the gunshots.

The last trip was quite enjoyable if you didn't count the case you encountered. With a person like Amuro who knows everything, the whole trip is clearly planned, you just have to play, and you don't have to worry about anything.

It's been a few days since I came back now.

Kamikawa instantly loaded both the sniper rifle and the pistol into the guitar case. He's going to the mountains today, and he's already chosen a location, deep in the mountains of Gunma Prefecture.

Kamikawa walked out of the apartment with his guitar on his back and rode his motorcycle all the way to the mountains of Gunma Prefecture. The mountain road is deserted, and Kamikawa wears a helmet and a large guitar bag behind him, looking for a suitable spot.

The higher you go, the steeper the trail becomes, and the more difficult it is to get through on a motorbike.

Kamikawa simply parked the motorcycle and walked into the mountains with a guitar case on his back.

Deep in the mountains, the trees are thick, and the sunlight is blocked by the leaves, which makes it look a little dim. Except for the sounds of birds and some animals, there was only one person in the woods.

Leather boots stomped over the ground covered in thick leaves, and dead branches creaked.

The environment in the woods is dark and quiet, giving Kamikawa the feeling of the last time he was in the underground parking lot in the middle of the night.

It's like walking into someone else's well-arranged theater, being influenced and driven.

The first time, Kamikawa Instant just felt that the surrounding silence was a little too much, plus it was raining and it was too late, even if the underground parking lot was cold like a ghost movie, Kamikawa didn't think much about it.

The fact that he didn't pay attention the first time didn't mean that the second time his intuition warned him again that he couldn't notice it.

He pressed the brim of his cap, and his face under the brim became cold.

He walked on, looking for a place with a wide field of vision as if he hadn't noticed anything.

He came out today on a temporary basis, and he planned to practice guns while he was on vacation. I didn't tell anyone where I was going today, and no one else knew.

The only people around him who have this ability can affect him in this way are a certain witch and a mysterious transfer student.

He never thought that the transfer student was a simple person, although he seemed to have an emotional disorder, and he spoke and acted contrary to ordinary people, but this did not mean that his level of danger was not high, on the contrary, a person who had no feelings, was smart and capable, and felt that he dared to do things was extremely dangerous.

Because you never know what he's going to do.

Kamikawa instantly took out his mobile phone, pulled out the battery, and turned on the small signal jammer he was carrying.

After doing all this calmly, he continued to walk forward.

Most of the open terrain in the deep mountains is on the edge of the cliff, and Kamikawa instantly climbed a large tree with lush foliage and hid among the trees with a sniper rifle.

He observed his surroundings, and the map showed that this side of the map was full of mountains and forests, and it was inaccessible to people, and even some little ghosts would not come here to camp. Not to mention a villa built in the middle of a mountain.

Yes, through the sniper scope, Kamikawa instantly found a villa. A villa covered in layers of foliage, with only a few corners to be seen.

The exposed corners of the villa are quite old, and the white porcelain on the walls has fallen off a lot. Just by looking at the exposed points, you can feel the desolation of this villa.

The villa is about 00 meters away from Kamikawa's location, with canyons and rolling hills in between.

......

In the afternoon, the clouds in the sky quickly gathered and the rain poured down.

Kamikawa walked out of the woods with an umbrella, and this kind of weather is a very dangerous thing in the woods.

Obviously, the weather forecast says that the weather here is very good today, and it will not rain. Heh, the weather forecast is really .....

A sarcastic smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and even with glasses, he couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes.

The heavy rain made the visibility worse, and Kamikawa walked back to the place where he had parked his motorcycle, which could not be ridden in this weather. I had to stop here and ride back when the rain stopped, or when this was over.

......

In the rain, barren mountains, villas.

It's a very desolate villa that looks like it's been abandoned for quite some time. But just today, three people came to this villa.

Three very strange people.

They came here as if they had been ordered by someone, terrified and afraid, but also calm and crazy.

Some are cold, some are silent, and some are fierce.

The dark clouds outside darkened the sky, and the pouring rain struck people's nerves. It was afternoon, but the interior of the villa was as dark as night.

They sat silently at the long table in this desolate, corrupt living room. The long table was covered in dust with small marks of wiping. In the center of the long table is a candlestick lit with three candles, the light of which flickers softly, bringing some light to the dimly lit living room.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room was silent and eerie.