Lush forests.

Huge trees obscure the sky and the sun, hiding everything that happens inside in large shadows.

The light of the sky, through the gaps in the leaves, turned into a little mottled and scattered randomly in the forest.

What was supposed to be a quiet space was broken by heavy wheezing sounds.

"Huhu, I didn't expect to be so tired from doing physical work. I knew, phew, that I did a few more push-ups every night when I was at school. The boy gasped and muttered to himself, leaning forward and hunching over as he stabbed hard with a thick black stick.

A ravine that is neither deep nor shallow, and the newly turned soil still has a faint fishy smell, just enough to fit a person in. Since it is poked out with a wooden stick, the depth and width are somewhat incongruous. In the ravine, the traces of wooden sticks are clearly visible, as if they were dug out with claws.

"Hey—finally ......" Kazama looked at the ravine at his feet, nodded with satisfaction, casually threw aside the stick he had worked so hard to find, and sat down on the ground, his eyes involuntarily looking at the roots of the tree not far away.

There, lying a beautiful blonde girl with a long figure, her face so delicate that it was almost bewitching, even if she just lay quietly like this, it exuded a fatal allure. She was covered with the silver coat that Kazama had been wearing. On the coat, a snow-white puppy lies quietly on it and sleeps comfortably.

A trace of regret and sadness flashed in Kazama's eyes, and they all said that the red face was so thin, but I didn't expect that the girl in front of me was already out of breath as soon as she met her, and I don't know if it was already like this when she fell down or because she didn't catch people well, so it led to this tragedy. If it's really the latter, I'm really a complete bad guy. I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. Thinking of this, Kazama Yangyu felt that he might not be able to forget this girl who only had one side for the rest of his life.

In fact, at the beginning, Kazama's first reaction was to flee, and the fact that he didn't breathe meant something he knew from the beginning of his sensibility. Even if the other party is a beautiful girl through and through, he can't stop his instinctive fear of the corpses of the same kind, after all, he is not a medical student, nor is he a funeral home worker, and he still has no immunity to the fear of this existence.

But Kazama Yangha, who escaped halfway, struggled for a long time, and finally got back from the morals and etiquette that he had cultivated for eighteen years, and threw such a beautiful girl in the wilderness in such a state, most likely to be eaten by the beasts of the jungle as dinner. What's more, maybe because he ran too fast, the cute summoned beast didn't seem to keep up.

So, Kazama Hiroha, who turned back, picked up and threw away the puppy cub who was sleeping on the beautiful girl, and then put his coat on the other party. Although it is still inevitable to be instinctively afraid, since he is back, he is naturally ready for the worst and even to deal with the "corpse transformation" like the plot of the novel, so he is naturally not afraid of what will happen to the coat.

After that, Kazama started his own humanitarian mode, and finally found a thick wooden stick that was hard enough to start digging a hole, although it finally dug into a ravine, but at least the original purpose of burying people should be enough to achieve.

Kazama looked at it in a daze for a long time, and waited until his body was completely trimmed, then patted his ass and got up, and slowly walked towards the girl.

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The girl's body is unexpectedly weightless, much lighter than expected, and even through the clothes, you can feel her weakness and bonelessness.

Is this a girl? Kazama thought so. But once it became clear that the other party was no longer breathing, the mood that was a little excited became sad again. I'm sad for the girl's misfortune.,And sad for the fact that the object of my first princess hug turned out to be a girl in the full sense of the word.。

Grief doesn't flow backwards, it just becomes a habit over time.

"The dead will rest their purple souls in their homeland, and the living will carry the will of the dead forward. Be grateful for the past time and bless the beautiful world......" Kazama gently lowered the girl into the ravine that he had dug with great effort, then closed his eyes, and his hands were pinched into a prayer gesture, and he chanted the elven eulogy that he had managed to find from the old book tied around his waist.

Yongbi, opening his eyes, Kazama Hiroha finally looked deeply at the girl, even if I dreamed of her in nightmares in the future, I hope it is this beautiful appearance.

Kazama suddenly thought of the story of a monkey and a fairy, as if he was the monkey and the girl in front of him was the fairy.

"Once, there was a beautiful girl in front of me, I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it, and there is nothing more painful in the world than this...... If Heaven could give me a chance to do it all over again, I would say three words to that girl: 'Don't die.' If I had to add a deadline to this request, I would like it to be...... 10,000 years! ”

The moment the words fell, a faint black light appeared on the mark on Kazama's forehead, and the rich black like ink suddenly became a little lighter than the naked eye.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt pierced the void.

The sky was instantly overcast, and the rain fell "with a bang", breaking through the lush branches and leaves, and dripping on the tip of the nose of the feathers in the wind.

Kazama was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the sky at an elevation angle of forty-five degrees in amazement.

Could it be that even the ruthless world was moved by this sad and cool line? Or is it because of the novel's premise that "when someone who shouldn't have died, there will always be a heavy rain falling at the right time", so there needs to be a fateful thunderstorm here? If that's the case, let's make the storm more intense!

Kazama bit her lip, hesitated, and half-knelt down, pulling the silver coat from the girl's body, forming three dots with her hands and the top of her head to support the clothes, so that the raindrops would not hit the girl's cheeks.

Even at this time, or because it was at this time, Kazama didn't want her to be desecrated even a little more.

Trying not to pay attention to the temptation that seemed to come from the deepest depths of hell and heaven in the corner of his eye, Kazama tried to turn his head away. This is the last respect for this girl.

However, the moment he turned his head, the corner of his eye swept to the girl's face, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then, I opened my eyes.

Golden pupils that burn like flames, and red pupils that flow like blood.

The "......" scream, choked, mixed with saliva, was swallowed back into the stomach.

Then, a sound wave containing a huge decibel that exceeded the limit of what the human ear could withstand instantly shook Kazama and knocked him unconscious.

"Ahh

"Smack!"

A crisp and loud voice, with a burning pain in the cheeks.

This was the last thing Kazama felt before he passed out, something unreal......

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When Kazama wakes up, he is greeted by a pair of angry heterochromatic pupils and a pair of bulging cheeks.

A beautiful blonde girl in a silver coat stood in front of Kazama Hiroha with her waist in front of her as if she were interrogating a prisoner. The snow-white puppy on his shoulder snorted and slept on his own.

Kazama's head spun into action, and the previous scenes passed through his mind like a movie. Although there are still many things that he has not understood, he knows that the key now is not there, but in the girl opposite.

Because, he found that he had been firmly tied to a large tree by a vine that he had found out of nowhere.

"Well, hello girl?" Kazama laughed wryly, unable to find a more appropriate name.

"Humph!" ╭(╯^╰)╮

"Uh, that, pretty girl?"

"Humph!" ╭(╯^╰)╮

Kazama is a little big.

"Hey...... Aunt ......"

"Hull!" The girl glared at Kazama.

"Huh?"

"Hey, son! I, of, name, word! "One word at a time, obviously dissatisfied with Kazama's sluggishness.

"Uh, that, okay. Well, Miss Hull......"

"Don't call me Miss, I'm not young, and I'm not your sister." With a roll of the eyes, Hull took the puppy out and held it in his arms and walked away slowly.

“……”

Kazama sighed slightly, looked down, although the vines that bound him were only the thickness of his thumb, they felt unusually strong, and he probably couldn't break free from his fragile little body. The coat in her hand has been snatched away by the girl named "Her" in front of her and put it on herself, and it is estimated that it is impossible for her to take the initiative to serve, and now only the matching underwear is wrinkled on her body, and the old book that has been tied around her waist is also trapped on the trunk of the tree.

"Well, actually, I ......"

"Actually, you want to do this and that to me while I'm asleep, don't you?" Walking to the opposite side of a large tree, Heer leaned against the trunk of the tree with his puppy in his arms, pouting slightly angrily.

"Uh......" Kazama Yangyu is a little speechless, if you want to, I don't deny this kind of idea that normal men will have, but the problem is that I haven't put it into practice! And I tried a lot of effort to help her bury her. Why did things turn out the way they did? Something must have gone wrong!

As if hearing Kazama's inner complaint, He'er lazily closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly and said coldly, "Do you think that when a stunning beautiful girl wakes up and finds that she is wearing nothing, and there is a lewd uncle who is kneeling next to her and half undressed, she will have any other thoughts in her heart?" ”

Unexpectedly, speechless......

If this is a different world where you can start from scratch, Kazama will not hesitate to choose to confess her guilt and throw all the vicious language she has mastered at the other party, and then let the blackened girl send her back to the rebirth point.

"Stunning beautiful girl, I admit it! But is it too much to be a lewd uncle or something? I'm two years older than you, at most? ”

"Suffice it to admit the previous point. Nothing else is the point. ”

"I ......" Kazama Yangyu suddenly doubted his eyes, could it be that this wayward beautiful girl with her eyes closed and her head held high was the fairy she thought she had just had? I just want to explain what I did. No, no, why explain, the so-called explanation is a cover-up, if you are in a hurry to explain now, you will feel that you are empty-hearted, right? But...... I really have a weak heart......

"Are you thinking about how to break free and then catch me doing all sorts of H things to me?" Seeing that Kazama Yangyu suddenly stopped talking, Hu'er quietly opened one with his head held high and closed his eyes and peeked at the other party, "I...... I can tell you, I won't be afraid of you. ”

Huh? Don't...... Is it a tsundere attribute girl who is lustful and inward-looking?

"Uh...... If you're so scared, wouldn't you just run away......"

"I ...... I won't run away! Hull glared at Kazama and said angrily, "Besides, if I escape, ...... What if you get eaten by a wild beast? ”

(⊙o⊙) uh...... Is this worrying about me?

"Then why are you tying me up......

"If I don't tie you up, I'll definitely do something bad."

What a ...... Contradictory guys......

"That...... If you can, you can consider letting me go, and then I'll turn around and leave, and it won't hurt you. Kazama suddenly felt that he had a good idea.

"I'm not a fool like you." Unexpectedly, smug taunt.

Kazama lowered his head, looked at the old book that was also tied to the trunk, and sighed helplessly.

It seems that this is the only way to go.

"I'm stupid, but maybe you're more stupid than me......"

Hold the book tightly in your right hand and, with a hard blow, turn around!

"Click! Boom! ”

The vines, which were perpendicular to the books attached to the trunk of the tree, were broken.

Before Hell could refute when he heard the cracking sound, he stared at Kazama Hiroha and gently wiped the book in his hand, and then slowly unloaded the vines that had been loosened by the breakage and walked out.

Subconsciously taking a step back, Hull's back hit the trunk of the tree.

However, there was no hungry wolf-like attack as expected.

"As for the coat, you can keep it. But that dog ...... Can you give it to me? Kazama glanced over her and pointed to the puppy in her arms who yawned as if awakened.

She didn't speak, but from the other party's eyes, Kazama already knew her answer.

Ignoring the coat that had been snatched away, Kazama turned around and walked leisurely to leave.

"You, you stop me."

No one paid any attention.

"Stop! Come back! Hull was suddenly a little anxious.

Still walking on their own.

"You come back to me! If I don't come back, I'll shout at the pervert for help! ”

The angry Hull finally saw the other party standing, and couldn't help but show a smug smile on his face.

"Even if you scream at your throat, it's useless." Kazama leaned over his head.

"Who's Throat Cut?" The girl opened her eyes with curiosity.

“……”

Hey, hey, hey.,Even if it's a cute, there's a limit.,It's okay to sell a cute occasionally.,But it's not good to sell cuteness maliciously, right? Could it be that this Nizi has really surpassed the realm of "cute" and begun to move towards the absolute realm of "rippling"?

"Breaking your throat is ...... You'll find out if you shout it yourself. Kazama pouted, looking ignorant.

"Cut your throat!"

Kazama was stunned and looked back at Huer, only to see a pair of equally surprised heterochromatic eyes looking towards him. Then, in unison, the two looked in one direction deeper into the forest.

There, again, there was a strange cry for help.

"Cut your throat, come and save me!"