The night of early spring is slightly cool.

By this time, it was already full of smoke, and the twilight was blank.

The crescent moon hangs between the monument-like tall buildings, reflecting the ruined streets.

In the bright room, the air condensed, and in the focal length of nearly a hundred pairs of eyes, there was a trembling man with a hot weapon, and a girl with a touching smile hanging from the corner of her mouth.

There was an eerie silence in the huge room.

The man held the gun and trembled, as if facing a prehistoric beast, and even holding such a weapon of mass destruction could not give him any sense of security.

He just retreated as he threatened, and his chest seemed to be blocked by a boulder.

"Ahh

The corners of Kurumi's face curled deeper, and she stepped forward, which made the man panic even more.

"Stop! Don't come, go away, don't come! ”

A trill that is almost squeezed out of the ribcage.

He looked at the approaching black figure, and even his vision became narrow, as if there was only this trembling girl in front of him.

"I really shot, stop, stop, stop, ahhh Yes? Ahh

Looking at the approaching figures, it was like seeing imminent death, which made him terrified.

In the end, the stiff finger pulled the trigger, but found that it couldn't be pressed at all.

The excessive nervousness made him forget that he needed to open the safety barrier before shooting.

The pistol was clenched in both hands, and it kept moving forward.

Kurumi walked up to the man with the gun under everyone's death-like gaze and gently grabbed the gun.

"Now, I have a little bit of experience with guns. Whew, the correct usage is not like this, you need to open the safety barrier first. ”

Kurumi looked at him with a smile, like a gentle master teaching an apprentice.

Then Kurumi easily took the pistol from his stiff hand, and opened the safety barrier with a click, leaving it ready to fire.

Then the swarthy barrel was aimed at his head.

"Ahh

"Bang!"

"Ahh

Kurumi didn't shoot, just made onomatopoeic syllables.

But everyone on the other side was paralyzed, and no one would doubt whether the girl in front of him doubted, no one.

At this time, the man who was taken away from the gun was lying on the ground like mud, panting for breath.

"No, no...... Am I not dead ......? ”

Kurumi glanced at him, then turned his head again, and smiled like a sincere invitation to a friend,

"Now, don't you like to play? There's a game that's fun, so let's try it out. "Crazy three snapped hands and ten, tilted his head, showed an intoxicating smile, thought of a nice attention,

"Russian turntable, have you heard of it? Eh, it's really sad that you guys look like this, and people are obviously looking forward to it, come on, don't refuse. ”

Kurumi didn't say how it would be, but the girl who said such things with a smile made them even more frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

On the Russian wheel, the player places a bullet in the magazine of a revolver with six bullet holes, then rotates the magazine randomly, and the player picks up the pistol and shoots himself in the temple.

It is a game that blocks life, and it is an extremely cruel game for ordinary people who have no experience in fighting.

Hearing such an invitation from the girl opposite, their faces instantly turned pale.

Kurumi doesn't have the habit of bullying the weak, and he doesn't bother to do this kind of thing.

But thinking about it in another direction, if she was just a helpless girl, everyone knew what kind of tragedy she would have suffered just now.

Kurumi doesn't hate bad guys, and he doesn't like good guys.

It's just to provoke yourself, how can you not return the salute well?

She liked Lelouch's sentence very much - only those who have the consciousness of being shot are qualified to shoot.

Since I wanted to do something like that to myself, I guess I put it into action...... No, even if they don't come to their senses, they can't help it.

In such an atmosphere, no one dared to resist Kurumi's words, not to mention that in their opinion, Kurumi was holding a pistol at the moment, which was even more threatening.

It's just that they don't really understand at all that the strength of Kurumi itself is far superior to that of ordinary thermal weapons.

At this moment, they and Kurumi were sitting in a circle.

The smiling girl, under their terrified gaze, took out her flintlock pistol and pushed a bullet into the spinning magazine.

"I'm with you too, fair enough, right?"

Kurumi puts the flintlock pistol in the center,

"Since there are no tools, it's easier. It's easy to understand who turns the gun and aims at whoever is the 'lucky' player! Now, happy game. ”

The people around him swallowed hard.

Of course, it's easy to understand, it's just that at this moment, they would rather be more stupid, so that at least they won't know that they are in this death vortex.

At this moment, no one dared to meet the eyes of Kurumi, and the crimson eyes that she only showed were as breathtaking as the entrance to hell, making people feel cold in their shapeshifts.

Especially the strange method of cutting off the arm, which made everyone present almost stop thinking.

And the man with only one arm, even if the pain was unbearable, rolling on the ground, he was not spared.

If he wanted to stretch out his dirty hands, how could he let them go?

Rotate, rotate.

The short flintlock pistol in the center spun around.

By the way, it lifted everyone's hearts, and even the rest of the house stopped breathing.

True Winter didn't step forward to stop him.

After a short time together, she knew that Kurumi had decided and would not change it easily.

Moreover, she couldn't think of any reason to stop it.

The speed of the spin slowed down, and their hearts tugged.

I didn't dare to blink my eyes, for fear that the result would appear in such an instant.

The muzzle of the gun turned over the madman, and it continued to spin slowly, and finally stopped.

He was the one who went out to investigate the situation of the palace at the beginning.

His face suddenly turned to ashes.

"Congratulations, please follow the rules of the game."

Kurumi's eyes were bent into crescent moons, looking at the man who was in a state of paralysis.

He trembled and picked up his flintlock pistol, and slowly walked towards his temple under the gaze of the mad three.

At this moment, his heart was full of regret and fear, why should he provoke such a person.

No

It occurred to him that he had a gun in his hand!

Yes, kill her!

Then, in the trajectory of the run, he probably used all the speed of his life and aimed his gun at Kurumi.

“————？”

"It's useless."

Kurumi said with a smile, playing with the short flintlock pistol in his hand.

I don't know how to do it, but the gun that should be in the hands of the 'chosen one' appeared in the hands of Kurumi.

"Ah, what a bad boy who doesn't follow the rules."

Kurumi tilted his head, and his eyes filled with smiles made everyone feel cold.