Some kind of life swept through the grass and leaves, and the rustling sound seeped into the dark room from all directions. I held the bow and axe in my arms, absorbing the security that came with their hardness and the smell of blood. I've become like this, and I can't help but wonder if Tomie, who is powerless, is more afraid? I sat next to Tomie and held her hand tightly, just as Tomie had reached out in the middle of the night.

The rustle moved like a rising tide, quickly enveloping the entire building, then pouring into the hallways, staircases, and open rooms. It was as if the whole building had been flooded, and all but the one we were in was starting to get flooded and overflowing through the cracks.

I wanted to open the curtain to see what it was, but I was caught by Tomie when I tried to move my hand, and she didn't have much strength, but it was obvious that she didn't want me to leave, so I sat down again.

The seemingly endless sounds of the outside world add to the silence of the room, and Tomie's breathing can be heard in the darkness. It was like she was in a nightmare, writhing her body and breathing harder. I was in a hurry, but I didn't know what to do. Her body was severely burned beyond normal first aid, and she had no medical supplies on hand.

All I could do was pray, and it was the first time I had encountered something so painful.

Time passed little by little, and every second seemed long to me. Several times, the rustle ran down the door and window of this room. The walls, floors and ceilings seem to be corroded at any moment. It makes people feel like cheese full of holes in this seemingly strong stronghold.

However, they never entered, perhaps by sealing the gap where they entered, or perhaps by not realizing that there were two large living people in the room.

I spent the night trembling like this, and I didn't close my eyes all night, keeping an eye out for the movements of the unknown creatures and taking care of Tomie, who was tossing and turning.

Although it was not clear in the darkness how Tomie was recovering from his injuries, it was possible to guess from the gradually steady sound and movements that he was developing in the direction of the better. For a while her body was so hot that I was so thirsty that I had to cover her mouth and pour water with my other hand, almost making a sound.

It was all gone, and the rustle washed through the building several times, rewinding from the rooms and corridors, descending the stairs and retreating in all directions. It wasn't until the sound was completely extinguished that I waited a few more minutes before I put down Tomie, who had fallen asleep, and tiptoed up the corner of the curtain.

The faint morning light smeared the sky and the earth, and the shadows of the night were fading. A ray of light came in through the glass, leaving a white mark on the floor, and my mood seemed to lift the dark clouds that had been hanging for a long time.

The sky was still the same blue, the white clouds were rolling, and the courtyard became clear. In addition to the collapsed rockeries, collapsed pools, and potholed meadows, the cruelty of the night is also recorded, and those stumps and broken arms are all gone.

Clean colors, but without the slightest popularity, like a deserted haunted house. Witnessing all this, I have a complicated mood for the rest of my life.

I opened the curtains and let the newborn sunlight completely dispel the gloom of the room.

Tomie, who was lying on the ground, turned over to the window, looking like he would wake up at any moment. The walnut-sized gray stone had a jaw-dropping effect, and Tomie's originally charred skin cracked like molting, and the old skin fell off in many places, revealing a fair and ruddy color. But the hair also fell out in large areas.

I walked up to her with joy in my heart, set up the pot where the noodles had been cooked last night, lit the gas stove and started boiling the water.

The cigarette package was shriveled and half of it was left, and I took out the flat cigarette and rounded it and lit it on the fire of the gas stove.

I smoked a cigarette, my hand trembling, I couldn't suppress it, but my mood was calmer than ever.

Probably smoked by the smoke, and before the water boiled, Tomie had already opened his eyes.

Tomie, who woke up, stared at the flames sluggishly, and after two or three seconds, he sat up suddenly, then pressed his forehead and exhaled in pain, as if he was drunk and not very sober.

"When?"

"The sun just came out."

"You won?" She stared at me inquiringly.

"You don't remember?"

"Vague impressions...... I seem to have slept for a long time. She muttered to herself dreamily.

"It's amazing that I'm so badly injured that I can still get up now!"

"Didn't you sleep for a week?"

Tomie scratched her head, and as a result, large pieces of hair fell out of her hands, which didn't seem to hurt very much, but it was enough to make her mouth open and stunned. After a while, she began to hysterically rub off her old skin and hair, and even took off her tattered clothes, despite my presence.

Tomie, who was wearing only underwear, completely showed off his undulating figure, and turned his gaze without shyness. Staying on the sidelines and feasting my eyes, I turned my head away in embarrassment, my face was hot.

"Hey, you're blushing?" Tomie let out a sound of pretended amazement.

"It's not the first time you've seen a woman in only underwear, right?"

"Ha Luha, I didn't expect Ah Chuan to be so pure, it's a virgin, right? Haven't even read that kind of magazine or website? ”

"I'm confident, I'm not inferior to any graphic model, it's all natural.

"By the way, do you want to touch your breasts? It's a thank you gift, a big discount. ”

Words like these were fired like machine guns, and they put on all sorts of sultry poses, full of energy, and they couldn't see the sick look of last night.

Still, I admire that she doesn't seem to leave any psychological shadows. If I had been so seriously injured, I guess I wouldn't have had the heart to be active at this time.

"What, I've been fighting for a long time." I had a hard mouth, and of course I felt a little embarrassed to be told by her. I took off my shirt and handed it over. It's okay for a man to be shirtless, but if a woman wears underwear, it will be considered immoral.

When it comes to underwear, Tomie is purple, not the kind of fluttery lace, and more like a sexy swimsuit.

Tomie used a whole bottle of water to wash his head, face and body, and after putting on his shirt, the fabric stuck to the wet spots, and the mature and sultry feeling was aggravated.

She sat down next to me.

"Here's one."

I handed her the cigarette.

"It's miserable." She pinched the flat, folded cigarette in front of her eyes, spun it around, sighed, and lit it.

I brought the cup noodles and checked her information with a diamond imprint.

Name: Tomie

Age: Twenty-three years old

Occupation: Graduate student

Rating: D+

I went up a notch in the evaluation, but I couldn't see any difference from the outside. Then again, the athleticism she showed in her fight with the horned monsters last night was a bit scary. She said that she could easily deal with the ghost dog, and she was not exaggerating.

In comparison, my profile at this time hasn't changed much.

Name: Takakawa

Age: Seventeen years old

Occupation: Student

Weapons: Fire Axe, Revolver

Rating: E+

It is puzzling that the bow and crossbow made by Tomie are not counted in the weapon column. There must be some of this to say.

I wrote these thoughts in my journal as well. Although after last night's thrilling battle, there is less text describing the battle, focusing more on the analysis and speculation of a series of changes in the monster and itself.

Tomie watched me finish writing quietly and then handed over the soaked cup noodles.

"Thank you." She said something suddenly.

I vaguely answered, lowered my head and snorted as I ate my noodles.