I don't know how long I walked, but the sirens not far away still sounded in the city.

Yuki Mita's gaze stared blankly ahead.

He still walks the streets.

It's just that unconsciously, the pedestrians around me are becoming more and more scarce.

They hurried to get back to their homes as soon as possible.

The sound of the words that could be heard in the ears gradually disappeared.

Yuki Mita vaguely understood why they left in such a hurry.

[Eight-foot Adult..... Is it? 】

Even an otaku like him knows that this urban weird talk has been circulating in Tokyo recently.

It is said that at least a hundred such incidents have been discovered throughout Tokyo!

For Tokyo's large and dense population, this number may not be huge.

But just imagine, if every night, someone dies so inexplicably and mysteriously.

And who can guarantee that all the corpses that have lost their temperature will be found?

Just thinking about such a thing is enough to make people feel creepy.

But now Yuki Mita doesn't care about this anymore.

【Eight-Foot Girl..... What can we do? 】

[There's nothing to be afraid of. 】

Yuki Mita walked on this almost uninhabited road in a daze.

I even thought a little expectantly—

[If you really meet an eight-foot woman, maybe ..... Not bad either? 】

Yuki Mita thought so.

According to some of the fanfics he came into contact with, he couldn't help but have some associations with incense.

He is a social loser, and the only pleasure is those housekeeping things at home.

Or, if it weren't for the pleasure of these things that don't exist in reality, he would have ended his life hastily.

At this time, he really wanted to meet Lord Eight Feet.

[Anyway, in my life, it's nothing to die like this. 】

[If you can still see this urban weird story before you die, if you can experience it yourself, it will probably be a blood profit. 】

Yuki Mita thought so.

"I'm a loser", this is something that Yuki Mita has known for a long time.

Poor academic performance, bullying at school, only staying at home, decadent and obese.

But

All this,

Is it all his fault?

Parents' ignorance, classmates' bullying, increasingly obese body shape, teachers' ignorance...... One thing after another made him miserable.

And so it came to his mind.

It's so uncomfortable......

Really, it's so uncomfortable......

He wanted to smile, but found that his cheeks were cold again.

[So, Lord Eight Feet, if you really exist, let me take a look! 】

[It's also an amazing thing I've done in my life!] 】

Only, nothing happened.

The street in front of me is still as empty and lonely as before.

There's nothing out of the ordinary.

"Alas......"

Yuki Mita sighed.

The night is already very deep.

There is no moon.

There were only a few faint stars left, hanging in the sky.

There is hardly much presence.

The light of the street lamps seemed to be much dimmer.

The pedestrians on the road, unconsciously, seemed to be the only one left.

"Hoo ......"

Yuki Mita took a deep breath.

Thin goosebumps emerged from his shiny arms.

He rubbed his hands together.

Suddenly, I felt,

It's a bit cold.

The greasy otaku, the steps are getting heavier and heavier.

It's been a long time since he's traveled this far.

Tired.....

Tired.....

Exhaustion, spreading through his body.

Even if it's not fast, it's a big burden for him.

"Where to sit and rest....."

He said to himself.

Casually leaning against a wall, he sat down.

Whether the ground was dirty or not was not in his consideration.

"Ahem!"

He coughed abruptly, his voice echoing around him.

Looking at the surrounding environment, a little confusion and amazement appeared on his face.

【Here.... Where is it? 】

In front of me, I have never been to a strange environment.

No one.

There was no one around.

His eyes were a little glazed, and he suddenly couldn't remember why he walked out the door like this.....

And why, did you come to this place.....

[Like, it's colder......]

The fat body, curled up in a ball with great effort, is used to keep warm.

It's like it's going to be a mountain of meat.

It was only at this moment that he was shocked to find that-

His body seems to have shrunk a bit?

He lowered his head and re-examined himself.

The greasy fat, the layers of fat, were really right under his nose, melting little by little.

It's like ice and snow that has come into contact with flames.

Silent ablation.

Soon, a loose epidermis was left behind, hanging on his body.

A very strange and ugly appearance.

- If someone else sees his appearance at this time, perhaps, he can only be described by the word "monster"!

[This is .....]

In the process, instead of feeling any pain, he also felt a sense of detachment and liberation.

It was emerging in his body.

His soul seems to be getting rid of this body!

[It's so comfortable......]

The pain, helplessness, and even resentment that were immersed in my mind seemed to be dissipating rapidly.

Those unpleasant memories are all gone!

Leaving only a unique feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

At this moment,

He seems to have come to heaven!

He had long wanted to forget all that pain.

Unconsciously, his consciousness gradually dimmed, like a chaotic mist.

The picture in front of me is not real.

It's just that

[It doesn't matter! 】

[It doesn't matter what it is! 】

[In this way, it is already good!] 】

He thought earnestly.

In the heart, there is only satisfaction and happiness.

A very weird smile,

appeared in his face.

Just before he completely lost consciousness.

In front of his eyes, an extremely tall figure faintly appeared, about two meters tall.

Dressed in white.

ing

Slowly walking towards him!

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"Ernie sauce!"

The little one's voice rang on the phone.

Let Bai Chuanqing breathe a sigh of relief slightly, it's okay, my sister is okay now!

It's just that he quickly picked up his heart, because he could clearly hear that Xiao Kui's tone was crying!

Bai Chuanqing's brows almost furrowed into the word "Chuan".

"Oni-chan..... Woowoo woo ....."

"What happened? Don't cry Xiaokui, there's a brother here! Something, speak slowly. ”

Harukawa said softly and comfortingly.

At the bottom of my heart, I am becoming more and more dignified.

"Woo..... Little peach she, little peach she is gone! ”

It seems that when Ernie chan's voice is finally heard, Aoi Shirakawa cries harder instead.

If she could, she really wanted to go straight through the phone line and hug Shirakawa Harukawa and cry.

It's just that she also knows that the matter about Xiao Tao is more important, and she cries and explains what happened.