Chapter 57: I Bloom in Killing

It's been hours since I've rescued Poison Island.

After thinking about it again, Kurumi decided that he could act with her.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Kurumi later tried to smash the zombie's head with a force that was just beyond the size of an ordinary person, and found that there would indeed be spiritual power solidified into data floating out.

But this kind of thing is manipulated by yourself, which seems to be a bit troublesome, and you have to control the amount of power.

But Poison Island is different, and her strength in killing zombies just meets the requirements.

And she has no fear of zombies, and she will not reject such a thing as killing zombies.

Rather, some of them are having fun.

This saved Kurumi a lot of trouble.

What is going on with these solidified data spiritual powers, Crazy Three can't see it.

It's like broken pieces that need to be pieced together to see the complete figure.

Therefore, Kurumi felt that as long as he collected a certain amount of solidified spiritual power, he might be able to know something.

Therefore, it seems to be a very good thing for Poison Island Tsuneko to kill zombies and collect solidified spiritual power by himself.

But

Poison Island Tsunzo also put forward her own requirements,

"Tokisaki, Tokisaki-san, can I call you that?"

With a good face and a tough personality, Tsuneko Poison Island stood very calmly in front of Kurumi, even though the strength of the existence in front of her was beyond the scope of her cognition, but she still maintained a calm tone.

"Feel free."

Seeing that even though Poison Island Tsunzo had just come out of the life and death crisis, she still maintained the demeanor of a famous lady, Kurumi couldn't help but feel sideways.

Although she knew that she was the daughter of a martial artist and a young lady, she still did not give up that calmness in the face of the ensuing and complicated situations, nor was she blinded by her selfish desire to survive.

After seeing more madness and darkness in this world, her calmness made Kurumi slightly interested.

"Tokizaki-san, although I don't know why you want me to kill zombies, I have no intention of asking, of course, I can also respond to your request. Just, can you find my companion with me? ”

Poison Island understands that the current zombies can't be as easy as they used to be on her own, and they will even die at any time.

The woman in front of her was completely beyond her imagination.

One blow, like a splash of water, split a path in the tide of zombies.

Unbelievable!

There are people who can achieve this level on their own.

If there is any help from her......

"Huh~ Don't you forget your companion at this time? If you change the condition to I keep you safe, that's perfectly fine! ”

The corners of Mad San's mouth curved out of a charming arc, and he said seductively.

"Thank you for your kindness, and I beg your pardon for refusing. My life, I think it's better to be in control of myself, and I can't agree with my self-esteem for praying for others to survive. So, just help me find a companion. ”

"Ah, that's a good awakening!"

Kurumi squinted and smiled, as if he was looking at a grown child,

"Is it just that the companions you call are so important to you?"

"Does it matter? It doesn't matter yet. Poison Island Tsuneko raised his head and maintained a posture of looking into the distance, "It doesn't matter if these are any!" It's just that, as the daughter of a samurai family, she has her own reserve, and since we met again at the agreed place when we were separated at that time, I had to go over. Regardless of their circumstances, they must abide by this acknowledgement. ”

"Is the daughter of a samurai reserved? It seems unexpectedly good. Well, I agreed, it doesn't matter where I go anyway. ”

Kurumi pinched the hem of his skirt with both hands and spun in a circle,

"Well, please advise."

……

It's been a day, and with the cooperation of the two, or with the assistance of Kurumi, Poison Island Tsuneko can't remember how many zombies he has killed.

All she knew was that her blood seemed to be boiling, and the cells in her body seemed to tremble.

That is the supreme pleasure.

The incomparable pleasure was suppressed by her reason before it could rush out of her heart.

"No, no! Pleasure from killing or something...... Absolutely not! ”

Desperately suppressing the restlessness in his heart, in order not to make himself a monster that everyone fears, Poison Island Tsuneko frantically suppressed this pleasure that had not yet sprung up in the bottom of his heart.

After killing the last zombie he could see, Poison Island sat down with his back to the ruins.

Her eyes lost their brightness and stared straight at the sky.

The sky is blue, and the sky is as blue as a wash.

The girl under the clear sky is soaked in blood in the dilapidated ruins.

"Ahh

Poison Island has its legs bent straight forward.

"I'm really just a monster like this."

Just after collecting the last trace of solidified spiritual power, at this moment, you can see a glowing ball of light in Kurumi's hand.

She stood on top of the ruins, looked sideways at Poison Island, and said nothing.

It was fine at first, but as time went on, the killings increased.

Although it is just killing zombies, it seems that it is also constantly accumulating pressure on the soul of Poison Island.

If it goes on like this, it's going to break, right?

The mind is like a mechanical watch, if you keep running and forget to add lubricant, it will quickly freeze.

At this moment, the poison island still maintains an awe-inspiring posture, and even if it is lost, it will not last too long.

But the tiredness in the depths of his eyes has become more and more difficult to hide.

From the beginning of the zombie outbreak, she realized that she, perhaps, had lost her qualifications as a person!

"Hey."

Poison Island rises,

A figure just blocked the warm sunlight behind her, and the bright light dispersed from the side, so that even though it was noon, she could only see a dark shadow.

"Is there anyone you like on Poison Island?"

Like a voice coming from the blue sky, Poison Island was stunned.

Instead of answering, he turned his head away.

"Let's change the question. How many love letters have you received on Poison Island? A perfect girl like you must have an envelope stuffed in her shoebox every day. ”

Kurumi's body just blocked all the sunlight on Poison Island, completely enveloping her in her own shadow.

The question full of girlish atmosphere made Poison Island unable to be happy.

"That kind of thing, no."

"Huh? How is it possible, how could a girl as good as you not have it? Kurumi pretended to be surprised, and covered his mouth very exaggeratedly, "It must be Poison Island, you are humble." ”

Hearing this, Poison Island seemed a little impatient,

"The daughter of the samurai family doesn't have time to have a long relationship, that's all."

"It's really pitiful, when you are in your prime and your love is beginning to bloom, you say that you don't have time?"

The common sense of the outside world and the true touch of the heart continue to wear down her heart,

At this time, the poison island is the most fragile time for the soul.

Hearing the words that were about to touch the depths of her heart, she couldn't help but become excited.

The pitch is also higher than ever,

"What do you know? I don't have the qualifications to 'like' anymore...... I'm sorry. ”

Poison Island realized his gaffe and quickly adjusted his mood, which is also one of the compulsory courses for a famous lady.

"Allalla."

Kurumi laughed and propped himself up on the wall behind the poison island with one hand.

"You're just running away, aren't you? The feeling of 'I want to do it, but I can't do it' is already written on my face! Ignoring the cold light and surprise that gradually rose in Poison Island's eyes, Kurumi just kept his head closer, almost touching the tip of his nose, and could feel each other's breathing,

"Wait a minute, give me the knife, and show you a little bit the thrill of the so-called battle."