Even Xie Xie himself didn't know what those undetermined students would think, and he himself was in a mess now. However, sorting out those scattered memories, he gradually sorted out a few very important things.

First of all, the world is not fixed. That is, it doesn't go on and on a certain timeline, it keeps ending, starting, ending, and starting again at a certain time. Everything loses its "memory" every time it is reset, both physically and psychologically.

Therefore, students cannot inherit any memories. Even if they would be in this world for an extremely long time, it would only be a few days for them.

And he is special, so privileged - as if it makes sense - that his deepest memories will be overlaid in a very vague form in the constant reset, and some of them will be gradually lost. And as time passes, when he loses all the memories from Panel-kun, what he recalls will grow from negative to positive. And by this time, he could probably remember a lot of things.

He's been lucky, hasn't he?

The second and most important thing is that the consciousness in the body of the black and white bear is probably not the king of despair. Although it tries to mimic that feeling, there are a few things that are weird about it. This sense of weirdness is even more evident when those vague memories are pieced together.

If this only made him suspicious, it was only when the real black and white bear found him the other day that he was sure of this fact. The current black and white bear is likely to be just pitch black under the King of Despair.

It's just that...... Is that really the case?

He didn't think the madman would leave this to a normal pitch black. And between pitch black and pitch black, there will never be any trust. So who is the black and white bear now?

Although he tried to dig through his memories, he was unable to get any answers.

His memory was incomplete, at least a large part of it was missing. He had completely forgotten where the world was going, and he couldn't remember what was going to happen. Even if I remember, it's only the most recent.

Searching for it, he suddenly realized that it seemed that the recent things were not happening in disorder. If you exclude Naeki Makoto, assuming that everyone else is likely to do it, and each person can kill one person or two, and add in the serial murder cases, then there are far more than a thousand results that can be obtained. Logically speaking, a thousand times a different case is absolutely enough. However, it turned out that this was not the case.

64 times.

With 64 times as the limit, the black and white bear's technique is constantly circulating, and the result and process must be exactly the same. He can recall nearly 200 reincarnations at most, and the same case happened 3 times, and even 4 times in a few cases.

If he's right...... That's probably the next script, right?

But it's still necessary to verify it, if it's wrong, it's troublesome. By the way, if "that" happens, that's right, right? This script, the most iconic event. Words of time...... It happens to be tomorrow.

When I looked up, I saw that it was about eight o'clock in the evening. I'm sure it's past dinner time now. However, for this place where it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, and can only rely on biological clocks and clocks to confirm the time, there is not much difference.

Stretching his waist, Xie Xie twisted his stiff neck and waist, and his bones crackled, which was very appropriate for the situation, and it was also a little scary in this quiet teacher. It's a pity that he is the only one here, and he can't scare anyone.

Wobbly walked out of the teacher and through the crimson hallway before returning to the dormitory. The corridor, which was still lively during the day, was almost empty, except for a person leaning against the white wall, as if looking down in contemplation. The purple hair slightly obscured the side of the face, the purple eyes were half-squinted, and the brows were slightly furrowed.

It's a fog cut ringer.

Xie Xie was used to keeping his pace very light, but he was still noticed when he approached. Misty Cut Hibiko looked up and was slightly surprised when he saw Xie Xie.

"Good evening." Xie Xie smiled and said.

"Good evening." Fog Cut nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "I haven't seen you all day except for noon." ”

"It doesn't matter where I am, does it?" Xie Xie shook his head, looked at the camera of the ceiling, and laughed indifferently, "The important thing is that you got the time and I got what I wanted." ”

The fog cut fell silent. She always felt that the discussion had gone so smoothly that no one was in the way, and there were no surprises. Now it seems that Xie Xie probably took the black and white bear away when they started.

She wasn't sure if there was a shady presence among all of them. The most terrible thing is never known, but unknown. If there is really a so-called "internal response" among them, then that internal response is the most terrible existence. Until she knew the identity of that person, or confirmed whether it existed, she could only stand still.

To go out, or not to go out. Either one doesn't look like a very good option.

It's an either-or, a gamble that costs everyone's life. She didn't want to die yet, at least not yet.

She doesn't trust anyone, so she can only trust that she can get the right answer.

Xie Xie looked at the face carefully, and then, as if he had thought of something, laughed, continued walking, and said, "It's night, it's late, and it will be dawn soon." As he walked, he hummed a little song and seemed to be in a good mood.

Misty still frowned, thinking. When Xie Xie was about to walk into the bathhouse, he suddenly asked, "What is your purpose?" ”

Xie Xie put his hand on the door frame, turned his head, looked at the eyes that were so sharp as if they wanted to penetrate him, and said, "Don't you know?" Without waiting for any reaction from the fog cut, he laughed weirdly, spread his hands, as if waiting for a hug or something, and said softly, "All I want is hope." ”

"Whoever of you lives and dies. Fled, didn't flee. Stay here, don't stay here. Who to like, who not to like. Who you want to kill, who you don't want to kill. Whom to fall in love with, who to hate. Outside, inside, where, what you want to do, how you think, why, laughing, crying, shouting, scolding, angry. None of this has anything to do with me. Because whether it is burning, killing, slashing, poisoning, pit killing, counter-killing, shooting, knife killing, sword killing, strangulation, choking death, falling to death, knocking to death, stabbing death, hanging death, these are not allowed. Once someone dies, then despair will pervade, and as long as despair pervades it, there will be no place for hope. So I'm not going to allow anything to happen. I'll just have hope for you, that's enough. ”

Kirikiri opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything. She found that it was perhaps the first and only time in her life that she felt a genuine chill about something.

He may be right, but it makes Misty feel that he is even more terrifying than the puppet who yells at everyone to kill.

The atmosphere seemed to be condensed, and under the invisible pressure, Wu Che did not dare to move, nor did he dare to speak.

But Xie Xie suddenly showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "Do you understand? All I want is something as simple as that. I think if it were you, you would be able to understand it. If you don't even understand something as simple as this, maybe that's it. ”

With that, Xie Xie shook his head, turned around and walked into the bathhouse, without looking at the fog cut again.

The fog was pressed against the wall, his hands on his shoulders, and he felt the shivering sensation. Whether it is the hands or the shoulders, they are still trembling slightly. She wanted to say something to herself, only to realize that her throat had been dry for a long time, and she had to cough.

"Ahh

A full of vitality Asahina walked out of the dining hall with a happy expression that formed a strong contrast with Kirikiri.

Fog Kiri shook his head and didn't say anything. She suddenly realized...... No, she didn't find out until now that Xie Xie was an out-and-out madman.

After being interrupted by Asaina's sense of fear, she came back to her senses and returned to normal. It's just that, compared to the fear, a deeper feeling permeated her heart.

Although Asahina could see that something was wrong with the fog cut, she couldn't tell what was wrong, so she could only scratch her head and ask, "Do you want to eat donuts?" It's delicious. ”

"Thanks, no need." Fog Kiriri shook his head slightly, and walked off the wall to his room. Her voice sounded deep and hoarse. After speaking, she obviously felt that the depression in her heart had dissipated a lot, and she couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"Yes." Asahina was a little worried, but in the end she followed Kiriri and didn't say much.

Their rooms weren't too far apart, and Asahina was a few positions behind Kikiriri, so they arrived at the door almost at the same time.

Asahina said loudly: "Little Kiri, let's go have breakfast together tomorrow." ”

Misty hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Then it's agreed, I'll get up early tomorrow and call you." Asahina smirked, opened the door and walked in.

The hallway became deserted, and even though they were talking, no one could hear them.

Kiriki shook his head slightly and opened the door.

Miao Mu Cheng suddenly turned into the corridor from the dead end, and the black and red light illuminated his immature face very clearly. He smiled, greeted Kirikiri, and said, "Good night." ”

Kiriki nodded, his expression a little sad.

Good night.

She leaned behind the door, then walked to the bathroom in a daze. By the time she came to her senses, she was already standing naked under the water. The icy water washed over her body, making her completely sober. After that, the water slowly warmed up.

Wu Che took a deep breath and remembered Xie Xie's face again. Not that weird laugh, but the last, ugly smile than crying.

He was crying. The expression seemed to say so.

In this room where she was alone, she realized what that emotion was deeper than fear.

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