The girl walked in, her steps light and her face relaxed.

"What experiment?" Stopping at Iruma's side, the girl noticed that the side of the woman on the altar could be seen quite clearly.

Although it is already a profile.

Iruma put down the pen and paper in his hand, looked up, and looked at the girl with interest.

He had been looking forward to this day for a long time, although it was still a little earlier than expected, but it was not much different: "It is an experiment to study the relationship between changes in the body and changes in emotions. ”

The girl looked at her body that should have been dripping with blood, but for some reason there was no blood coming out.

The specimen only shows the cross-section of its body vividly and clearly, and there is no flesh and blood in the blur, as if it is just some kind of mechanism with a strange structure, which temporarily opens the mortise and tenon joint, and can be put together again to continue to be used.

It's a pity that the eyes are godless and can't turn, like a fish that has been slaughtered.

She asked softly, "So, is there any result?" ”

Iruma shook his head regretfully: "Not much progress compared to before. ”

The girl nodded, her eyes no longer looking at the altar, but slightly lowering her head and meeting Iruma's eyes: "How long have you been experimenting?" ”

Iruma looked at those calm eyes, slightly distracted, then sighed slightly, lowered his eyes, tapped his temple with his index finger, and thought distressedly: "yes, how long has it been......"

Muttered a string of names, but the girl couldn't hear them.

Finally, Iruma raised his head and smiled slightly: "I don't remember exactly, probably ...... One or two hundred years? ”

The girl was stunned, looking at the rare cloudiness in Iruma's eyes, and said slowly for a while: "It's been so long." ”

Iruma stood up, not stained with blood: "Do you want to take a closer look?" ”

The girl nodded.

Iruma put the sketchbook and pen on the seat and walked forward.

The girl followed him.

Iruma didn't stand in front of the stage, but just gestured to her, and then stood aside.

The girl's gaze lingered on the bloody and bewitching altar, and the sweet smell of blood came to her nose.

It's so vivid that it even makes her feel a little tired.

"Ariko Takenaka." Iruma's voice seemed to float from afar, and it sounded extremely ethereal: "Twenty-four years old, unmarried, a clerk at a newspaper, with an older brother and a younger sister, my mother has died, but my father is still in good health, and I plan to find a chance to get married if I earn some more money recently." ”

Even when her resume was read like a manual for a new electrical appliance, the woman's eyes on the altar did not move at all, and if she could not still feel the vitality in the blood, the girl would have thought she was dead.

Although judging by the standards of the living, she is already dead nine times out of ten.

The girl's gaze turned to her, and then flowed to Iruma: "You know very clearly, is this also the object of your hunting?" ”

Iruma has ambiguous exchanges with many women.,Girls know.,With his appearance and temperament,,It's easy to attract a lot of objects.。

Although Iruma didn't specifically mention it in front of her, it didn't mean to hide it either.

I just didn't think it would be this usage.

Iruma nodded noncommittally: "Because the opportunity she found to make money recently is me, and I also deposited the money into her account, and everyone just takes what they need." ”

Iruma's work is very popular in the media, but he has never given commercial interviews.

If you use this as a reason, you can easily attract newspaper staff.

The girl was a little curious: "Do all the subjects you find know each other first?" ”

Iruma nodded: "Because good feelings, like fear, are quite strong emotions, and this kind of violent emotional fluctuations is the best material for experiments." ”

The girl lowered her head and looked at the numb woman on the stage: "But all her fears are gone, right?" ”

The instinct of blood rose higher than ever, and she was a little disgusted, but it did not prevent her from sniffing out the little emotion left from the smell of blood.

If the feelings of ordinary people are a water bag with in and out, always maintaining the balance between the top and bottom in a certain range, the woman on the altar is a shriveled broken bag, the source is snuffed out, but the mouth is torn hideously, and the inside is a thousand miles away.

At this point, there is no possibility of repair.

Iruma nodded, with some regret: "I didn't last long, in fact, I have temporarily eliminated the interference of pain, but their psychology still doesn't seem to be able to bear it." ”

"I don't think it has anything to do with pain, it's just that as human beings, they can't accept it." The girl stroked the woman's eyes, and the woman obediently closed her eyelids.

Then there was no sound.

Iruma didn't stop her, as a specimen of the experiment, she had no value to reuse, and could only use it as a material for writing to trace one or two in her mind.

He was just a little curious, the girl should have been completely unaware of these things before, although the contact with her was because of the girl's abnormality, but it was too calm.

The girl turned to look at him, "So, is this what you want me to see?" ”

Iruma raised an eyebrow, "I didn't plan on for you to see this. ”

After thinking about it, he added: "At least not now. ”

The girl thought for a moment, "Your Japanese room, the door to the compartment is open. ”

Iruma thought for a moment: "I opened it, and the atmosphere in the workshop was a little excessive, which affected the accuracy of the experiment - speaking of which, you shouldn't have come at this time." ”

The girl nodded: "Today is the graduation ceremony, I didn't tell you." ”

Iruma nodded suddenly: "I see, I seem to have an impression, but I just forgot about it for the time being." ”

The girl turned her head and glanced around: "You seem to have said that you didn't show me now, so when should the right time be?" ”

Iruma waved his hand, looking a little interested: "That kind of thing is good, it's just that I think it's bad." ”

The girl stubbornly asked, "What time is it?" ”

Iruma looked at her scrutinically.

The girl looked back.

"The day you have feelings for me that are beyond your affection." Iruma replied anyway.

The girl tilted her head: "Love? ”

Iruma nodded, looking a little distressed: "Maybe that's it." ”

The girl thought for a moment: "You just want to find something like 'love' in their bodies?" ”

Iruma looked at the woman on the altar who was getting colder, "Maybe." ”

"I just can't understand why there are such unreasonable feelings. Although the other feelings are equally strong and charming, the elements of love are too complex even compared to the most intense feelings of fear. ”

"Negative feelings seem to be more persistent and hard to forget." The girl replied based on the books she had read and her own experience.

Iruma shook his head: "It's just a shallow and superficial thing, even if it can be successful for a while, it is just a mirror after all, and the things that can really be handed down are because of the ethereal and difficult thing to find like 'love'." ”

The girl frowned: "Then how can you be sure that I will have a crush on you?" ”

Iruma shrugged, "Actually, I'm not sure. ”

The girl was a little stunned, and he explained: "Actually, I have seen things that may be considered love before, but they are all emotions that others have for others. ”

He smiled wrenchedly, "At first I didn't know what I was looking for, but by the time I knew what I wanted, it was what I was now. ”

"At first I tried to mold myself according to what the average person thinks is 'good', and the results were obvious, and soon I met people who were willing to say 'I love you' to me." Iruma's eyes are distant, as if he is recalling some long-standing memory.

"But it soon became clear to me that it was just an illusion." A faint flash of fire flashed in Iruma's eyes: "All they love is this shell, and if this shell doesn't do everything they want to see, they will be disappointed, and then they will complain, they will quarrel, and they will resent." ”

"It's not what I want." Iruma asserts so.

"And then I try not to hide myself." He pointed to the altar, which had completely calmed down, and then showed a hint of disgust: "I have also found someone who also doesn't care, and is even willing to help me. ”

He pouted, "Then I dissected him in the same way, and gave him a sober look at how he came to be." ”

Iruma shook his head: "But he just cried and made a fuss, and even peed his pants." Although I had known for a long time that what he was after was completely different from mine, the love and fear of such lust still made me sick. ”

"In the end, he used his soul that had not yet dissipated to see that he was dismantled to the extent that he couldn't see clearly, and he hoped that there would be less of this scum." Iruma looked a little emotional.

The girl asked cooperatively, "And then?" ”

Iruma glanced at her: "And then I'll stay in my current state, and I'll be a person that everyone likes, and I'll be dreaming of what I want to pursue." ”

The girl thought for a moment, "But this doesn't seem to be any different from the beginning." ”

Iruma shook his head: "Of course there is a difference, I don't take seriously what people who like this body say anymore." ”

"But you're experimenting in this way." The girl gestured to the altar.

"I'm just keeping it going." Iruma shrugged: "All I want to know is whether anyone will 'love' me at the beginning, so of course the same thing needs to be done to verify." ”

"And why me?" The girl raised an eyebrow.

"Because you have a trace of Dream Demon blood on you." Iruma chuckled, "Only aliens can understand aliens - of course, the most important thing is that if you say a dream demon, you will definitely discover the essence of something that exists beyond my shell." ”

"And now you're giving up?" The girl asked cooperatively.

"Yes, I gave up." Iruma looked helpless.