There are no books here. And my room, although it is all books that meet the talent of "super university hypnotist", does not meet my interests.

I pushed the toilet door and found it locked. Just as I was about to look for the key, I inadvertently lifted it slightly, and the door opened again.

Speaking of which...... What a coincidence. Why did I open the door of a bedroom in a hurry and enter Naeki Makoto's room?

Speaking of which...... When did I become so timid that I didn't even dare to go into the cafeteria?

I strode out of the room. Since the end of the last school-level referee, the inexplicable pressure has been pressed on my heart. Failure, and fear.

I don't know what kind of emotion I have for Cyrus now after all my good plans have come to naught for no apparent reason - I just want to escape every encounter with her and avoid every trap she leaves behind.

Although it is said...... There may not be a trap.

Not really...... Big deal to kill her. So that I could get rid of the unnecessary restraints and escape from this shelter called the prison.

But...... So...... What am I left in this world? At this moment, what is left in the world outside the academy?

Strange as it may seem, before I knew it, I was walking to the door of the cafeteria. I'm not hungry though.

When I first came...... Everybody's here.

I think of Makoto Naegi, who was overjoyed by listening to others compliment Sayaka Maihara on her cooking skills.

I think of the energetic Asahina Aoi who pesters Sakura Okami all day long to discuss fitness and protein coffee, and turns on the gossip antenna from time to time.

I remembered Hibiko Kirikiri, who always put down a sentence of "I'm late" to summarize the reason for his penultimate gathering, and Togami Hakuya, who sat down next to him without saying a word, accompanied by Fuyuko Fukawa, and finally arrived.

It seems a bit ironic. Perhaps, if I hadn't suddenly appeared and changed the timeline self-righteously, I wouldn't have killed my only remaining acquaintances.

Even though...... They and I, are not at all of a world, or even non-existent people.

At the round table, I saw a vague apparition, and then I was so frightened that I fled.

Determined, I pushed the door open again and went back.

Odd...... Why do I see the illusion of Cyrus drinking tea at the round table, Yamada Ichi, Two, and Three standing behind, and Cyres waving to me?

Really...... You can't wait any longer......

……

I gently pushed open the door to the rec room.

I see it...... The one who doesn't want to see it the most.

Really. Cyrus, who was still studying on the chessboard just now, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"You're here anyway, Onikawa."

“…… I was just...... Just passing by. ”

Faced with a calm response that I couldn't have imagined myself, a hint of surprise flashed in Celeste's eyes.

"That'...... Is there something wrong with me? Cyrus gently pushed the chessboard in front of her and stood up.

“…… It's okay.,I'm just passing by.,By the way, look for clues about this school park.。 ”

I don't dare...... Don't dare look at her face.

"Really?" Celes narrowed her eyes and met me at a close distance.

I didn't look away and didn't say anything more. But Celence, as if answered, bent down and put his hands on my shoulders.

"So...... We agreed that we would live in harmony forever. ”

Looking at Cyrus's slightly red cheeks, I slowly closed my eyes and slowly brought my face closer.

Although there is only one hand left, it is not a problem to want to hug the girl in front of you.

There was a soft, warm touch on the lips. I felt Cyrus' tiny tongue slip through my teeth and into my mouth.

You're crazy, stop. A voice said.

But I turned a deaf ear, and instead responded by sticking out my tongue and curling her little tongue.

"Uh-huh......!" Perhaps it was because she was too sensitive, and Cyrus shuddered slightly.

The two of them kept kissing like crazy, no one knew why they were doing it, but no one could stop them.

From the past to the present, from the original to the time-traveling, I have a distorted emotion for her.

It is a complex emotion that is probably no longer clear, whether it is love or fear that is intertwined, coiled and intertwined.

That's probably ...... It's a sick love.

But...... That's a good opportunity.

I stole the screwdriver from the bedside table drawer in my bedroom from my sleeve, ran my fingers around Cyrus's throat, and stabbed it hard.

If memory serves, this amount of anesthetic will be very effective when applied to a screwdriver, and there will be no pain in the throat or a foreign body sensation.

I also really wanted to break free. But without a hand, I'm as strong as Cyrus.

Not good...... A little suffocating......

In front of my eyes, blood continued to seep out of the eye of the needle, dripping down the other end of the needle.

Eventually, Cyrus collapsed limply in her chair, and I sat down on the floor of the recreation room, gasping for relief.

Celeste's gaze grew glazed. Her head tilted to the side of the table, blood still seeping out, and her black gothic outfit was stained all over pink. The whole recreation room was filled with a salty smell, and I couldn't help but frown.

"Cut, it's much easier than I thought......"

I sneered coldly, picked up a napkin from the side, and wiped the pink on my hands.

I thought that during the decisive battle, she was a goth girl who could be called a devil...... There will be a wonderful counterattack.

That is to say...... Do I think too much?

Just as I was patting my clothes and preparing to leave the recreation room, I suddenly noticed that Cyrus was in his pocket...... Like, is there still a piece of paper?

I spread out the paper disdainfully, and the first sentence written on the paper almost made me spurt blood with shock.

…… Onichiro:

I guess I'll be dead by the time you see this. It is better to die at your hands than to die on the execution table.

Actually, from the time I entered this academy and proposed that everyone adapt to this place and live in peace, I have already thought about the consequences of today.

I'm also scared of death, and I want to go out too. When I saw the motive video, I received a note of "embarrassing memories", I heard about the 10 billion yen prize, and even when I knew that my cat had been killed, I wanted to graduate from here.

But ...... As a gambler, even in the face of the abyss, for the desired bet, he will still muster up the courage and jump without hesitation.

And you, the one that made me willing to throw all my chips and buy a seemingly meaningless roulette number without hesitation.

I'm leaving. I just hope that after graduation, I won't be disappointed too much.

What the payment is, the ghost can guess.

I rubbed my forehead and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Mingming...... I love her too......"

The last time the curtain ends, and when there are only the two of us left, it's the Bad Ending.

But...... In any case, such a Bad Ending is much stronger than the original......

……

I saw Cyrus, who was looking at the screen boredly with her legs crossed, sipping English black tea. A deck of cards flipped up and down in the other hand, as if they were glued together.

Watching her on the screen being stuck in her throat with a screwdriver, watching me take the letters from her pocket, take out a small vial of green medicine from my pocket, and drink it down.

"It's kind of boring." Cyrus said.

Then she turned her head and saw me standing in the doorway. I looked at her like this, and it took a long time for a tired smile to appear.

"It's fast," Cyrus still pretending to be calm, "I thought it would take another sixty or seventy years for you to get here." ”

"Don't wait," I moved my long-separated right hand and slowly walked over to Cyres, "look...... I'm coming. ”