"Boom!" The huge waves swelled and patted, and the deafening sound seemed to stir up the deepest tremors in the heart, like the distant sunset that was gradually sinking westward, revealing the twilight of the mottled world.

The cold wind blew fiercely on his face, and the stinging sensation gradually turned into numb, cold and unconscious...... On the sea in the distance, at the end of the glow, a faint shadow slowly emerged from the boundary of light and darkness...... But if you look closely, you will feel that it is just a little gloom when the night is blurred...... Hanging at the blurred end of dimness and afterglow.

He flicked the smoke that had burned to his head, and the blurred fog circle had already dispersed into moist dust in the cold wind, and he stood on the edge of the steep cliff, looking at the sky that had darkened a little bit, and his eyes were covered with layers of shadows that could not be dispersed. There was finally a long-awaited sound behind him, and he turned stiffly, only to see the man with the skeletal silver face silently bent down, guiding him in the direction of the majestic manor.

It is also silent and empty, but this huge manor is filled with a more depressing and mysterious atmosphere, the tyrannical impatience that gradually rises in the heart of the first name town, looking at the ghostly gate that finally gradually approached the front of him, his eyes are full of fierce light. It was a corner of the castle, a unique building with strange shapes...... The silver faces of the skeletons standing on either side of the gate swept up and down the first name of the standing, and at the same time pushed open the heavy black gold door, and a world that he had not expected unfolded before his eyes.

There are not many people sitting in the circular seats, and a wonderful and classical opera is being staged on the gorgeous stage in the center...... The ringing music exudes an almost erosive luxury romance in the empty hall...... Under the bright stage, in the dim scattered light, Hatsuna was stunned for a few seconds before fixing his gaze on the slender figure that had disappeared for nearly two days.

He walked a few steps and stood still, and looked around for a few breaths before he realized that he was sitting casually on an empty seat...... But almost all of them were familiar faces.

A lonely figure almost hidden in the darkness stood in a corner, her clear eyes as cold as the first snow, and she only glanced at him faintly and then moved away again...... The face of the beautiful woman sitting beside him was half bright and half dark, adding a blur that could not be seen clearly...... And in the center seat near the stage, the man who had played him a little tricked was watching the gorgeous performance on the stage with evil eyes, and gently shook the crystal glass in his hand in the melodious and extravagant music......

His eyes swept over the angelic face that seemed to be asleep, and the lazy figure beside him with a lollipop fugue on his face...... Hatsuna's eyes darkened, and he finally turned his gaze back and fixed on the direction not far from him.

"Ding-ding......" shook the bell in his hand, and the silver-gray pupils of the delicate girl leaning on the seat swept over, and her rose-like lips pursed, smiling innocently. Guest...... Here we are. ”

Striding over, Hatsuna looked at Yamazawa, who was standing with his back to him, shrunk like a frightened bird, frowned, and locked his gaze on Lilia's side...... The strange figure that was leaning back on the wide seat.

"Jin?" Reaching out to lead the girl who was trembling slightly with her head back to her, Hatsunama frowned, turned the girl who was still trembling slightly, and looked down, but saw the skull silver face that was half covered on Yamazawa's face......

"You ......" looked at the slightly blue pupils of the person in front of him in amazement, and the first name looked at Yamazawa's eyes with a palpitating firmness...... My heart sank suddenly.

"That's my gift to her." An unfamiliar and lazy voice came from his ears, and Hatsunami turned around abruptly, and his cold eyes crashed into a pair of deep beautiful eyes in an instant. "You can see that she likes it." The complicated dress can only bring out the beauty of the woman who has precipitated the years, she is extremely beautiful and slightly leans on the gorgeous velvet, and every inch of her raised eyelashes can only show the quiet beauty that penetrates into the bones.

Hatsuna's eyes were dyed with almost compassion and pity, and slowly stretched out a pair of porcelain white jade-like soft wattles towards him. "Kid, I'm so happy...... You made the right choice. ”

In the empty hall, the music gradually reached a gorgeous climax...... The man's languid, squishy voice and stirring music...... Crashing into an almost dreamlike extravagance...... "Children, dusk is gone, and the 'eternal night' is about to begin......"

The passionate and magnificent music exploded in his ears, and the first name was stunned...... Caught in the deep beauty of the whirlpool in front of him, the faint silver bells and laughter echoed...... It was as if the whole world had fallen into an abyss that was almost blurred in an instant......

In the darkness of nothingness, a faint light approached...... It became clearer and clearer, as if it coincided with a real memory...... In an instant, I fell into the gentle and fragrant smell...... The sky is full of familiar flying flowers, and the cherry blossom sea in her dream is still almost blurry, but she smells the slightest hint of fishy sweetness in this piece of warm beauty. Spread the ...... The traces of blood spread, and the pink and white fallen flowers were gradually rendered by the wisps of blood, and she shook and swirled and finally fell into the sea of blood-colored flowers in the sky between breaths.

She saw the last of her familiar pale faces bloom with a tender, nostalgic smile, and the yellowed rainy night swirled red in the shattered petals. In the silence of the dead silence, she almost palpitated to the point of breathing, feeling the last vestiges of the nightmare to fight back...... The huge puff of shadow choked her throat in the last moment—suffocating in pain until she gasped for grief, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moistened...... Dark...... Scarlet...... Overwhelming ...... She was drowned......

"Ho ......" finally broke free and woke up, Sakurano woke up from the table on her stomach, and was stunned for a long time in the bright and warm sunlight before she came to her senses. She looked at the mist of light cast by the colorful glass above her head, and in a blink of an eye she saw the figure not far away, standing in the sunlight with a delicate and almost illusory side face.

"Anse ......" was a little distracted, Sakurano was stunned, and then subconsciously walked over, opening his hand to hug the long-lost warm back. The man who was being hugged paused, she only heard a low chuckle above her head, and the next second she was really hugged into the arms of the man who turned around.

The scent of roses was between the snorts, and the smile on the corner of Sakurano's mouth deepened slightly, blooming in a more delicate arc when the man kissed the top of his hair. "When I get back, I'd like to see you plant me a mountain of roses." She heard herself say that. Then the man laughed, and stroked her long hair that hung down, and could not have answered more gently. "Okay."

Closing her eyes, she removed the erosive shadows and blood stains from those dreams, and finally stepped on the old pain of overlapping and rotting before the bitter storm...... And this moment...... She was simply intoxicated by the scent of flowers soaked in the scent of sunlight, and was gently embraced as the only and most delicate rose in the whole world...... Take care of it.

"Arrived, ah......" The warm sun shone on the corridor in the afternoon, the two sat opposite each other, the faint aroma of tea curled into the fog, Baishan held the teacup, looked at the little granddaughter who was having fun in the courtyard, softened his eyebrows, but could not erase the deep sorrow hidden in his eyes.

"Am I not there too, what are you frowning about...... You're almost done with that beard. The man opposite lay down on his back carelessly, slightly shielding his hand from the dazzling sunlight, and his unrestrained demeanor looked like the most calm and fearless majestic mountain before the wind and rain.

"Hey......" I only heard the old man on the other side sigh, and when he was about to say something more, a very surprised young man's voice interjected.

"Dad! Why are you here? It was Echizen who was brought back from the major tables by Long Ya, and since he came back from the manor that day, he has been depressed and depressed for several days, and he has never come down from the table every day...... successfully played a resounding title that was different from the "little killing god" and a "war maniac". Who knew that on this day, he was pulled down by Long Ya, who was looking for him violently on the stage, and dragged all the way to Baishan Mansion, and saw a person who should not have appeared.

"Why can't I be here?" Lazily cross-legged and glancing at the teenager with a shocked face, Nanjiro curled the corners of his mouth and lengthened the tail note. "Look at you, teenager, are you going to fight or to play ball? I haven't seen you for a few days, and it's getting farther and farther away, right? "During this time, I fought hard, and Echizen did have a lot of injuries, and there were a lot of plasters on his face. At this moment, hearing Nanjiro's ridicule, Echizen subconsciously clenched his fists, but gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, which caused Nanjiro to look a little surprised.

"Tut-tut......" Long Ya, who was watching from the wall, snorted, but squatted beside Baishan and asked for a cup of tea to be serious.

"This is, the courage is getting smaller and smaller......" Turning over and sitting up, Nanjiro looked at Echizen's secretly stubborn face, crooked the corners of his mouth, stretched his waist and stood up, and walked down the yard. Come on, teen, and have a ball with Daddy to see what you've degenerated. ”

"Humph!" didn't say anything, Echizen's eyes lit up, but he jumped down extremely neatly, obviously full of fighting spirit.

"Bang!" Say it's a goal, this one...... It was from the afternoon to the sunset. Baishan and Long Ya, old and young, also sat leisurely and watched the battle for a long time, and occasionally took advantage of the leisure to tease Keiko, who was occupied by the father and son who were fighting.

"How many of them are Chuan and Nana?" "Near the nearby platform, it looks like I'm waiting." Touching the head of Keiko, who was playing with a sword, Long Ya slowly drank the last sip of cold tea in the cup, and looked at the eyes of the sinking sun slightly cold.

"Hmm." Glancing at Long Ya, who was still nonchalant, Baishan finally smiled, as if he was relieved of something. "That's fine."

"Bang!" While the two were talking, there was another big hole in the courtyard, and Echizen had persisted far longer than he had ever been...... finally fell to the ground and kicked up the dust, which caused Nanjiro, who was cross-legged on the opposite side, to laugh arrogantly. "Hahahaha! Boy, you're still far from it hahaha! "Poof......" Spat out the dust that had been thrown into his mouth, Echizen's eyes were extremely bright as he looked at the cynical tall figure opposite, but his heart was more determined than ever. He'll go over the almost unclimbable mountain in front of him, he'll be, absolutely!

"Ding Dong ......" The four of them had their own thoughts, but at this moment, an abrupt bell rang. They all looked at the wide open courtyard gate, where a black vehicle stopped at some point, and a figure slowly approached, the silver skeleton glowing coldly in the twilight of dusk.

"It's coming." Finally stood up, Baishan lowered his eyes, his gaze swept over the father and son in front of him one by one, and finally met a pair of deep eyes that always hid their edge behind unruly. Nanjiro slightly withdrew a hint of cynicism, facing the silver face, his back was firm and upright, like an ancient samurai who had returned to the battlefield...... His eyes flashed with the same fierce edge as his young sons.

"Ryoma, Ryūya." He didn't look back, just whispered to the children who had grown into strong men. "Let's go." It's time for us to go, draw our swords, and go where we should be.

The last rays of dusk are about to fade...... The old man who stood still for a long time, and the night was about to ...... His eyes seemed to be visible in the blood-colored gloom...... Bloody and shiny blades and roars.

The night finally fell in its entirety...... The dappled smell of daylight spreads in the dusk, and finally melts into an indistinguishable darkness.

"Boom!" Dazzling fireworks bloom in the sky, blooming in the cold and hot colors of the cold autumn night.

The colorful fireworks in the distance blurred, and the cheers and cheers in my ears suddenly seemed to be in another world...... It was a makeshift battlefield on a high ground on the riverbank, the mottled night hid the madness of the crowd, and this remote place was quietly kicking off the curtain of the most colorful brawl of the year.

The "Little Killing God", who had not reappeared for a long time, finally reappeared at this moment before the war drums sounded, and the crowd of people around the stage erupted into bursts of cheers and sighs, the dim lights were on and off, and heavy shadows were cast on the faces of those who were fully engaged, like some ghostly spirit quietly watching in the crowd, making an unknown cold laughter......

Sakurano stood on the stage, watching one almost distorted figure after another emerge and flash before his eyes, the noisy noise coming and going...... It made her feel almost weightless in this secluded and dark corner...... Closing his eyes slightly, the autumn dry river water is flowing under the embankment not far away...... In the seclusion away from the bustling lights, there was a mysterious dim color, with only a few small "grunt" sounds melted into the cold night breeze...... Stain the wind with a damp smell......

"Boom!" "Boom!" The successive tremors provoked another burst of astonishment followed by more excited cheers, and under the cover of the fireworks blooming, she lowered her eyebrows to see the heavy smoke shadow blend into the damp wind around her...... Raising her hand and slapping it down, she saw a series of frightened twisted figures being stretched and crushed, and finally, she pulled back her thoughts from the distant trance-like world, and saw the blood-colored throne suddenly collapse, and a heavy snow-like flower dissolved with scattered smoke falling......

She turned her back, no longer looking at the crowd of fools who had fallen into a frightened silence for a moment, nor at the few shrunken figures scattered at the foot of the stage...... The blood-colored throne crumbled into mist...... Behind her, a bewitching and gorgeous royal robe spreads...... In a trance and a blur of smoke...... The roaring sound of fireworks faded away...... Colorful faded away...... The smell of gunpowder seemed to permeate the distant night sky.

In the distance, the sound of an engine was heard...... At the moment when the war was over, it was approaching...... There are visitors, and they appear at the moment when the sound of the hunting wind is wrapped in moist moisture. She raised her eyes slightly, and in silence she looked at the ...... who had stepped out of the car and walked towards the messy battlefield Late "referee".

"Miss Cherry......" The man who walked slowly was wearing a delicate skull mask, and the silver color showed a hint of coldness in the dim light...... A slightly muffled voice sounded, and she raised her eyelashes slightly, watching the man bow his head slightly, handing over the carnival invitation from Fallen Hell.

"The season has begun...... the man turned sideways, and the black vehicle in the distance was parked, waiting to drive her to the eroded and crazy blood-colored battlefield...... "'Eternal Night' will ......" "Please."

"Boom!" After a short silence, the stars fell, and finally the grandest fireworks bloomed behind everyone in the most brilliant fireworks of the cold autumn night...... She gently wiped away a trace of demonic blood stained on her cheeks, lowered her eyelashes, and under the gaze of a group of awe-struck and jealous, she walked down the mottled path made of the ethereal and erosive breath, step by step, smiling lightly, and stepping towards the end of the water in the distance...... The behemoth that waits.

"Eternal Night" will open to an unnamed silent world. The killing is silent, the blooming is silent, and the bloody roar of drawing a knife is also silent. That's the end of the game...... It can be regarded as a grand opening.

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