The beauty of the flowers on the other side is the ominous beauty of the strange, the disaster, the death and the separation, the shocking red, like fire and blood.

Legend has it that the flower is a poignant chapter of the Yellow Springs Road.

The large expanse of flowers on the other side looked like a carpet of blood from a distance. Because of its brilliant redness, it is called the 'Fire Road'.

Now under the moonlight, it is like a flower blooming on the other side of the world.

Splashes of blood swirl and soar in the cold blue light, like petals fluttering in the air.

There was no specific figure in sight, only a black shadow jumping like a dance, and when it passed by the hordes of zombies, the blade reflected the cold light, refracting a dazzling bright light.

Then the culprits of the so-called catastrophe that ended this world went from extreme movement to extreme stillness, as if deprived of time, and stood in place one after another, like dolls carved from rotten wood, motionless.

The world seemed to stand still.

Yuehua quietly wandered in the ruins of the city, shining on the hideous face.

Boom!

The zombie closest to Kurumi suddenly burst into a cloud of blood mist, and the subsequent zombies also fell down like dominoes.

Poison Island was silent,

It is unexpectedly possible to take the battle to such a gorgeous degree.

It's like a march at the Sydney Opera House.

The sword technique that she had always been proud of in the past was so vulnerable in front of her.

So

Poison Island can only be silent.

But, there was one thing, she saw-

The smile that the corners of Kurumi's mouth kept all the time.

Shoot with a smile, kill with a smile.

Without the slightest hesitation or confusion, it was as if he was enjoying the battle and enjoying the process of defeating the enemy.

Yes, Kurumi is indeed enjoying it.

The solid touch of every knife, the completion of every expected step, and the fall of every determined goal make the excitement of Kurumi grow.

Fighting, it seems, stirs up her instinct for pleasure.

Bloom in blood and rise in bones.

Kurumi-san,Seems to have found something that will interest her a little.。

"Didn't you notice before, it turned out that the battle was such a hearty thing? Hehe, hehehe. ”

Kurumi held the knife in one hand, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was so bewitching and dangerous, but with a sense of fatal attraction.

She kept her body still, twisted her neck backwards, and said to Poison Island Tsuneko, who was still stunned,

"Now, maybe, I'm the same kind of person as you."

“……”

The quiet moonlight shone on the ruins, shining with the blood on the ruins.

Mad San stands on the top of the ruins, on top of the corpse peak.

Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The night is getting quieter and quieter, and in the city, which is more broken than dilapidated, Poison Island can only hear his own breathing.

But looking at the girl in front of him who was like the most bewitching flower on the other side, he walked down slowly, and Poison Island couldn't even hear his breath at first.

Zi –

Suddenly, there was a sound of metal rubbing against the ground, which was particularly harsh here.

Kurumi pointed at the ground and slowly moved over.

Approach, stand still.

Kurumi was about to stick to Poison Island Tsuneko, standing in front of her.

"Of course I know what qualifications you said before." Kurumi picked up the cold blade in his hand, and even if he killed the hordes of zombies, there was not a drop of blood on the blade.

She slowly picked up the knife and pointed the handle at Poison Island Tsuneko, returning it to her with the blade facing outward.

Poison Island doesn't seem to have recovered from the dancing battle just now,

No, it should be impossible to understand why this girl in front of her can kill with a smile.

Regardless of the target, killing is always just killing.

Why can you be so honest with your heart?

She looked at the handle of the knife handed over by Kurumi in a daze, but found that she didn't have the courage to connect.

Don't want to get closer.

Reason is rejecting the mad three.

With the demonic smile in front of her, she almost subconsciously took a step back.

But the instinct of impulsiveness that wells up in my heart ...... It's washing away the embankment she's built with common sense.

"Why ......"

Poison Island Tsumiko almost made a trill.

"What, why? Want why? ”

Kurumi blinked and smiled flirtatiously,

"I think the greatest sorrow in life is that I don't dare to face my truest heart."

“……”

Hearing these words, seeing Kurumi with such a figure, the air became condensed again.

Maybe...... It works.

If it were her, she would definitely be able to understand me.

Poison Island Tsuneko lowered her head deeply, her fists clenched, and her whole body trembled slightly.

"It's a lot of fun! Really, I'm so happy! Her voice became extremely hoarse, as if she was trying to break through something, struggling out of the bondage,

"When you find a clear enemy, it becomes a joy!" Poison Island Tsumiko raised her head suddenly,

"When I was in junior high school, I met someone who attacked me. At that time, knowing that he had an overwhelming advantage with a wooden knife in his hand, he pretended to be afraid and lured the man to move further.

Without hesitation, he fought back, breaking his shoulder blades and thigh bones......"

The smile that Poison Island Tsuneko showed at this moment seemed to be collapsing, and it seemed to be relieved, her face was distorted, and her hands were constantly waving,

"Ahh Really pleasant! Really happy can't be yourself! That's who I really am. That is, the real me, the real my nature! Be intoxicated by the power and enjoy it......"

"Oh, what's wrong with that?"

In the face of the poison island that seems to have become hysterical, Kurumi just calms down.

“——？”

It's like a charged punch in the air.

Tsuneko Poison Island was obviously unprepared for Kurumi's answer.

“…… Even if I did, could I exist in the world as a matter of course? ”

"Of course!" Mad three replied with certainty.

“…… Even so, if I have a girl's heart, is it allowed? ”

"Yes."

“…… Even if I feel happy to hurt others, will I be understood? ”

"I understand."

Kurumi nodded.

"One of my classmates once said that the only constant in the world is the law of the jungle. Although she is indeed a little extreme, I think this statement is very correct.

There's nothing wrong with being intoxicated by power. It's ridiculous to hurt and despise yourself just because your interests are different from others.

Wrong and right, right and wrong. Where are their boundaries? What is it measured and what defines it?

Is it wrong to kill? Saving people is right?

Impossible.

There is a relative concept, and there are no absolute boundaries.

Anyway, I can't tell this chaos, why don't you follow your heart?! ”

The angels are getting brighter, the darkest part of the night is over, and the sky is about to usher in the dawn.

At the same time, the surrounding zombies were also attracted by the sound of the tip of the knife rubbing against the floor just now.

Kurumi grabbed Tsumiko Poison Island's hand and put it on the hilt of the knife,

"Whether to be the real you, or to be a coward who escapes from your heart, as the daughter of a martial artist, you actually have the answer in your heart!"

Poison Island Tsuneko's face was extremely shaken at this moment, and it was too difficult for her to accept the existence that she had been denying before.

Kurumi grabbed her hand, which fit perfectly behind her back, and raised the knife forward, aiming it at the zombie that was shaking over,

"If you really need a reason to stay going, then come and chase me. With me as my goal, one day I will surpass it. ”

"Thank you, I see."

Poison Island Tsuneko tilted her face, and the first rays of golden sunlight shone on her eyes that gradually became firm.

Then he clenched the sword in his hand, like a flower in the dawn, blooming in the corpse that had lost its life and was still moving.