Fifteen years ago, it was very sad that the eldest daughter Ritsuko passed away.

In the muddy memory, because the second daughter also died the year before last, the grief of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man was mixed with the grief of fifteen years ago.

So some grandfathers, who were not in good spirits, went directly to dementia......

But.....

It's also because his brain is confused, so it's the one who is the least affected by memory in this curse.

It's the same as the original owner's father Yosuke who is far away in India.,It's just that one is because his brain is not good.、The other is because it's too far apart.。

Therefore, the memory is less affected by the modification............

Of course, it was as if there was some irresistible supernatural force preventing those caught in this situation from knowing too much in advance......

Therefore, whenever Mo Yufan has a little possibility to know something in advance.

will be interrupted by all kinds of seemingly coincidental, but in fact seem to be deliberate.

"Sakaki, everything is clear by now. Why is there no shortage of desks in the third class of three years this year? That's because of the one that is missing this year....... It's not a desk! It's a desk! There's one more person! Not a student! It's the teacher! ”

Seeing Naru Saki put down the pickaxe in his hand and said, "I don't want to do this either!" But..... This year's calamity is different from previous years, in less than half a month. So many people have died in a row! Sorry for everyone! For everyone who is still alive! Something..... I don't want to do it! But..... Had to do it! Already had to stop ......."

"Ahh!!hh

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Mikami Reiko shook her head in disbelief......

His eyes stared blankly at Mo Yufan, and Chu Chu said pitifully: "How is this possible, Heng Yijun, how can I ...... Fake! It's all fake! Heng Yijun! You wouldn't believe it, would you? ”

The delicate and beautiful face is particularly distorted at the moment.

Maybe it's because of the physical pain and the mental blow......

Mo Yufan didn't dare to look at the three gods with a hopeful gaze with a painful and distorted expression.....

Silently looked away......

"Sakakihara-kun. Someone has to do something......." Mizaki said, picking up the pickaxe again and approaching Mikami.

"Wait!"

Mo Yufan suddenly stopped her sideways, and then secretly glanced at the chaotic and timid gaze of the reizi behind him.

"No way!" Mo Yufan snatched the iron pickaxe from Mizaki Ming's hand.

It was sixty or seventy centimeters long and heavy.

The iron head is pointed at both ends, and the iron pickaxe is extremely sharp!

Such weight and sharpness are enough to make a person deadly.

"But, Sakakihara-kun, if it goes on like this......"

"I know."

The tears in Mo Yufan's eyes were left behind in this embankment.......

Seeing Qi Ming staring at him directly, he nodded slowly, and cried sadly: "I know, I know how to do it!" I'll do it. ”

The pity behind him let out a short cry of sorrow, as if he couldn't believe all this, and said sadly: "Heng...... Heng Yijun. Wait a minute. What are you going to do? Have you forgotten what you said? That night by the creek you said you would protect me!! ”

Mikami Reiko shook her head slightly in disbelief, as if she suddenly remembered something.

He said with a crying voice......

At this time, Mo Yufan also remembered the scene of sitting side by side by the river with the three gods that night.

The iron pickaxe in his hand trembled, and the palm that was holding the iron pickaxe loosened a little.......

"Sakaki!"

Just when Mo Yufan was a little loose, he saw Qi Ming's voice sounding from behind.

pulled Mo Yufan back from the memories of that night......

Mo Yufan turned around.....

What I saw was Naruto Saki, standing motionless—staring straight at herself.

The calm right eye and the empty left eye looked at Mo Yufan with unwavering conviction, but it was different from the empty puppet's left eye..... There is a faint sadness in his right eye, which has a lot of life.

His lips moved slightly, and although he couldn't hear the sound, he could tell from the movement of his lips that he was saying, "Trust me." ”

Mo Yufan took a deep breath and opened his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he peeked at Reiko Mikami.

At this moment, she was looking at Mo Yufan with a very confused, scared, and desperate look.

And on the main building, which was still burning until now, there was another roar. The skeleton of the building was burned down, and finally ........

The roof has fallen. With the thick smoke, a large number of sparks fell to the other corner of the clearing.......

If it continues to burn like this, I am afraid that this place will also be in danger.

So......

There is no time to hesitate.

Mo Yufan took a deep breath and muttered, "I'm sorry, poor son!" Sorry ........."

"Give 'death' back to the 'dead'. That's the only way! in order to stop all the calamities. ”

Mo Yufan endured the pain in his heart like a knife, slightly turned his head and didn't look at the three gods who were struggling to sit up, and said word by word: "This is the only way to stop the disaster. It was taught by Matsunaga, who was the same year as you fifteen years ago. ”

"So....... I'm sorry...... Reticle...... I........ Broken ........"

Mo Yufan said, suddenly loud.

The last three words were uttered in a roaring manner........

At the same time, he used all his strength to swing the pickaxe.

Mikami Rei screamed sadly: "Don't! ”

"Goodbye! Retico ....."

"Poof" but the sound of entering the flesh sounded......

Mo Yufan used all his strength to stab the iron pickaxe into the body of the three gods, through the flesh, and even through the heart.

Then he weakly let go of the handle and stabbed into Reiko's body..... An iron pickaxe piercing through its back.

Clutching his chest, he fell there. The tears on my face couldn't help but drip down.....

At the same time, I felt a little difficult to breathe because the sad crying was too rapid, of course.....

These are just small things, real pains.....

It's a heart that is constantly twitching......

At the same time, the voice of No. 001 and the system prompt sound that had almost been forgotten by Mo Yufan once again remembered in my mind.....

"Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the hidden mission in this world: bringing the dead back to death! Reward drama volume: 1000, current drama volume: 1269. At the same time, in view of the fact that the host has been able to familiarize himself with the experience in the world, the restrictions on drama adaptation will be lifted. The drama volume is automatically converted into an exchange volume, and the exchange volume mall is opened, and the host's subsequent experience can be played by itself. There is no longer a need to deduct the drama to change the plot, and the final hint: the plot of this world is basically over here! The host can choose whether to return to the super-seminary world immediately, or stay in this world until the graduation of the third class of the current year. ”

"Don't come back right away!"

Mo Yufan replied in his mind without thinking about it.

After all......

He still has a lot of things to take care of.

At least.....

Let him participate in the end and end it all without regrets......

.........