"Why?" The girl asked.

Iruma smiled dumbly: "Why...... Seeing this, will you still fall in love with me? ”

The girl lowered her head and thought for a moment: "It doesn't seem to have any special feelings, just a kind of ordinary feeling, 'I finally saw what was hidden'." ”

Iruma nodded thoughtfully, "I see, it seems that there is something wrong with your worldview." ”

He gently stroked the corner of the stone altar: "Looking at this, don't you have a nasty feeling?" ”

After listening to this, the girl stared at the corpse on the altar for a while, as if to seriously confirm her mood and then shook her head: "No, I just feel a little disgusting." ”

Iruma was silent for a moment, then smiled sarcastically: "Are you really her?" ”

Only now did he notice that the enduring charm of the girl was gone, and now she was more like a person who was almost indifferent to the point of indifference.

The person in front of him may be more like a real magician than him.

The girl seriously considered Iruma's question, and then nodded: "That's right, it's really not like her." ”

Then he said straightly: "You called her and Nozomi, right?" But we don't seem to be familiar to this point yet, so let's call me Yukino. ”

Iruma nodded approvingly, "It's nice to be able to separate clearly." ”

He paused: "So, what is the state of Miss Yukino?" ”

Yukino clasped his chin: "Yes...... Probably the blood of the dream demon you were talking about, right? ”

There was a glint of interest in Iruma's eyes: "That's really strange, I thought that from the outside, that kid was more like a dream demon?" ”

Yukino nodded: "That's right, to be precise, I was only born as a 'knowing that I am a dream demon' as the premise of Kazuki, and the in-depth mastery of those strange abilities is on her." ”

Iruma is even more interested: "The ability of the dream demon and the consciousness of ordinary people add up to Hexi, and the ability of ordinary people and the consciousness of the dream demon add up to you, does this mean?" It's an interesting combination, how did you segment yourself so precisely? ”

"As long as I actively ignore the mastery of those abilities, it's not very difficult." Yukino's expression was faint.

"Ignore it...... You're so calm. By the way, how long have you been born? ”

"Four years." Yukino didn't look like he was thinking, and answered directly.

"That is, we met the first six months to a year?" Iruma recalled.

Yukino nodded: "To be exact, it's the second month after Kazuki started living alone." ”

Her presence is the real reason why Kazuki has been able to get rid of harassment several times in the space of a year.

The opportunity was to see blood in a certain conflict.

She herself wondered why the occasion for the appearance was a blood thirst.

But the sensitivity to blood is really irrefutable.

In fact, she doesn't like the smell of blood, but she has a strange desire for it.

Iruma sighed, "I roughly understand, but that's not the reason I said you wouldn't fall in love with me." ”

Yukino made a gesture of listening.

Iruma started to clean up the things on the altar, and said without raising his head: "Because you yourself are still confused about what love is, Kazuki has hinted that he 'likes' me many times, and you haven't hindered it, because you also want to see it, right?" ”

Yukino didn't speak, and Iruma wasn't in a hurry, and a little on the edge of the stone altar, the circular array outlined in blood lit up with a bright red and bewitching light, enveloping the entire altar.

Then Iruma's arm lit up blue, and he raised his hand and pressed it towards the altar.

A dark blue halo spreads out, then wraps around the crimson circle and shrinks inward.

After a fleeting glow, only a fist-sized crimson ball remained on the altar.

Yukino looked at the ball, only to feel a strong smell of blood coming to her nose, especially for someone like her, who is particularly sensitive to blood, it was like dipping her head into a blood bucket.

Some regurgitation.

Subconsciously looked away.

Iruma didn't let the dark red orb stay in the air for a long time, and when he reached out and pressed it, the red orb was tightly embedded in the round hole that seemed to have been reserved in the center of the altar, and it flickered like a breath.

"Done?" Yukino didn't look at the ball again, but at Iruma.

Iruma glanced at her and shrugged his shoulders: "It's a little bit close, it needs a living soul." ”

Yukino raised his eyebrows: "You won't say it's me, right?" ”

Iruma smiled gently, "Originally, it was, but not now." ”

Yukino asked as if he hadn't realized that he was brushing shoulders with death, "Why?" ”

Iruma lit the ball with his hand, and a red blood mist seemed to be squeezed out, and then he let go of his hand, and the blood mist gasped back.

"Because the core of this thing should be full of madness, despair, and fear to maintain its form and not collapse, it's a bit too much time to squeeze out so many things out of you, and it's a bit of a waste of time to make things that are meant to be made so that you don't waste materials, and if you spend too much unexpected energy, it will be worth the loss."

Yukino looked at the ball's spit, "Looks like I have to thank you for your sense of time." ”

Iruma smiled dumbly: "Since you took the initiative to expose it, you are always a little sure that you will not be killed by me, right?" ”

"Nope." Yukino replied neatly: "I just don't want to die suddenly one day, and if I can understand some reasons, maybe I can still stay by having some effect on you." ”

"Really?" Iruma snorted: "What do you envision?" ”

"How to clean?" Yukino is half serious and half joking.

"That's pretty good." Iruma sighed, "I'm really hungry." ”

"What's for lunch?" He took two steps forward, picked up his sketchbook and pen on his chair, and walked out as he normally would.

Yukino followed him a few steps: "How about pan-fried saury and hamburger meat?" ”

Iruma smiled: "Child? ”

"It's the first time I've made something for you to eat, and today is the graduation ceremony, so it's also a commemorative day for her." Yukino commented nonchalantly.

"yes, then I'll keep looking forward to it." The stone gate closed silently and automatically behind Yukino.

"Don't have unnecessary expectations, cooking is not something that can go up." Yukino didn't look back.

"Then don't say it." It's as if after the stone door was closed, Iruma reverted to the gentle Mr. Aoyama.

"It's better for you to be considerate of the girl's thoughts." Yukino is not without irony.

"Iruma and Aoyama are one, is there anything to be thankful that a shell is liked?" Iruma walked up the stone steps, and his tone was mocking.

"Since skin is also part of people, why not." Yukino argues with reason.

Iruma turned around and glanced at her, "Are you the same as Kazuki?" ”

Yukino choked.

While speaking, the two had already returned to the cubicle.

Iruma swept his sleeves, dissipating his blood, then sealed the entrance to the basement, and then looked at Yukino, "So when are you going to go back?" ”

Yukino pouted: "Let's wait until she accepts the reality." ”

Iruma was amazed: "It's the first time I've seen such a chaotic coexistence like yours. ”

Yukino put on an apron: "It's an honor." ”

"So you're cooking today?" Iruma flattened the table against the wall, and suddenly asked as if he had thought of something, looking a little suspicious: "Will you?" ”

"Don't underestimate people." Yukino said lazily: "I will do it if she will." ”

Iruma thoughtfully said, "That's really convenient." ”

……

"Alright, that's it." Yukino suddenly closed the book in his hand, and the scene on the curtain disappeared.

Wang Heng was stunned: "It seems that there are still many things that have not been finished, right?" ”

"Because there's nothing more to say." Yukino threw the book back to him: "That altar is for him to renew his life, and this kind of thing is to deceive me." ”

She laughed to herself: "After a year he died, died suddenly, and I just went out the door." But before I died, I left a lot of things. ”

Wang Heng was a little surprised: "Really dead?" ”

Yukino smiled lightly: "Who knows...... But Iruma Aoyama must be dead. ”

"Why?" Wang Heng was a little surprised: "I didn't see that he had a reason to die." ”

"'I died two hundred years ago,' he said." Yukino imitated a clear man's voice.

"It was only in the end that I realized that the love I was looking for had been lost long before I started pursuing."

"The sun is shining behind me, and for the next two hundred years, I'm just chasing my own shadow. When it was closer, I think it was the first time I spent my life as an ordinary good person. ”

Wang Heng was silent.

Yukino smiled lightly: "Don't you understand?" ”

Wang Heng nodded: "No." ”

Yukino also nodded: "I didn't understand either, so I decided to finish what he didn't finish." ”

Wang Heng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you still doing that kind of experiment?" ”

Whether or not there is a hurt and not is not the reason for his concern, after all, he has no position to condemn a magician, but he is a little curious about how Yukino maintains his humanity.

Yukino smiled, "No kidding, I don't have the magic to support that kind of experiment." ”

Wang Heng nodded noncommittally.

Yukino didn't care about his attitude, and sighed abruptly: "I'm just exploring what he said about love, he is right, I don't know what love is, it's impossible to fall in love with anyone." Even if you like this feeling, it's just imitation. ”

"The way is to guide other people's dreams?" Wang Heng raised his eyebrows and slid the spine of the book in his hand.

Yukino nodded, "It's better than such a bloody experiment, right?" ”

Wang Heng chuckled: "It seems that it is not as simple as a coincidence that you came to Misaki City." ”

Yukino smiled charmingly, like a flower: "I just want to see ...... What is the shadow that Iruma Aoyama pursues. ”