Billy is not a Demonic Emissary, and his abilities don't leak much information, and in terms of the necessary qualities of an occultist, he is clearly more successful than a mystical expert like me. In the infinite unknown, full of all kinds of possibilities of the mystery, the effect of each ability may be targeted, the secrecy of their own ability is often something that mystery experts must pay attention to, however, it is not aware of the need to keep it secret can be done, the same in the infinite unknown, there are often such and such mysteries can be spread without knowing themselves.

Although Billy is my "old friend", he has grown up like other "old friends" in this apocalyptic fantasy. I don't think my previous defeat was an accident, there must have been some force that interfered with my observations of the silver bullet and even Billy himself. Several mystical experts had died at my hands before, and compared to those who died, Billy who survived had to be treated at least as much as a file.

And, judging by the performance of the two of them at this moment, the two of them have a fairly high level of confidence that they will be able to get rid of my surprise attack. The file claims to have found a solution to my quick raid from another me, the prosthetic Takakawa, and while it is plausible in theory, I don't think that's the case.

In any case, whether it's a file or a billy, these two "old friends" of mine are by no means comparable to the mysterious experts I killed before. I used to think that Tomie's keeping the two of them to the end was a reflection of his humanity, but now it seems that it is probably because the two of them are indeed capable of supporting themselves to this point in front of Tomie.

In order to introduce Shinrikyo of Doom into the Bureau, to transform the Torchlight's deviant ritual, and to use this event to make a minor adjustment to the progress of the various forces, and thus solidify my plan in the layout of Dorothy and the Color, I thought I would have to kill at least two-thirds of these mysterious experts before the invaders reached this underground hall. But the plan is not as good as the change, in the current situation, this idea cannot be fully achieved, first of all, the ritual executor has been completely alienated, and secondly, these mysterious experts are stronger than I imagined, and again Tomie does not seem to have the intention of using all his strength, which must have a profound meaning, and even involves the category of "river" and "virus", the overall situation I have observed is already a meticulous mystery, with a kind of inevitability that is difficult to reverse.

I can't get File and Billy to believe me, I can't reverse Dorothy and Color, and I can't blame Tomie for forcing her to do what she should do. I'm not going to think about what Tomie thinks, because that must be useless, and my Tomie looks like a person, but its essence is very different from its human form, and it is simply unrealistic to speculate on its behavior from the perspective and essence of a person. Therefore, from the past to the present, I can only think and implement my own plans from my own point of view, according to what I have observed.

Everything I can do is what only I can do, and I must be the only one who can do it. It's not a comforting feeling, but that's the way it can be. I'm just an average honor student, and I can't think of anything better.

At least, the fact that the file and Billy didn't die at Tomie's hands may have been a bit of luck. I don't know what the difference is between being killed by "Jiang" and being eaten by "Jiang", I just have always had this feeling: once I am eaten by "Jiang" in the illusion of doom, it will be a complete death, and again, becoming a sacrifice of the Doomsday Shinrikyo will not turn out too well, from the perspective of "death", being killed by my own hands is the best ending of death.

So, whether it's out of planning needs or out of my personal feelings, I want to kill these "old friends" with my own hands. Even though File and Billy are different from them in the past and show great strength in this moment, I haven't changed that mind.

"Ah Jiang, leave the two of them to me." I said, "Others...... Just do what you think. ”

I'm not going to tell Tomie what to do, although I think Tomie will follow my idea, but I would rather be able to observe Tomie's own behavior, which is executed in her own way, so her behavior is extremely important.

Tomie's breath brushed my neck from behind, as if she had been behind me all along, but before I could feel her breath, I was pretty sure she was always at my side. Her presence seemed to suddenly disappear for a moment, almost making me think that her presence was nothing more than an illusion, until I felt her warmth and plumpness again. The sturdy and elastic touch pressed against my back, but there was a grotesque sense of presence that made me suddenly feel creepy. I didn't think I should be afraid, but in reality, I couldn't suppress the fear that came from the depths of my heart. Even if my love for her has not deteriorated, it is still so deep and rich, and I have always felt her as if she was coming up from the depths of the mud, and my fear was also in it.

Love and fear may sound like two very different emotions, but the fear and love I feel are undoubtedly at the same time, and although they are two equally intense emotions, they sometimes make me feel that they are the same emotion.

Am I afraid of Tomie? Oh no, of course not, I love her dearly. But there was something else inside her humanoid humanity that made me feel instinctive fear, and I couldn't help but think of Mae - the lover who was more inhuman than Tomie and closer to the frightening things inside.

Tomie's hand slid across my face, and I couldn't see her, I could only feel her outline, and although the fullness and elasticity made people reverie, I couldn't fully paint the details in my mind. The strange sense of fear haunted me, like a beautiful poisonous snake wrapped around my body, and it was hard to imagine what kind of human form she was when I couldn't see her with my eyes, even though I was so familiar with Tomie's appearance, and had so much depth and feeling for her flesh, all the details that I felt directly with my eyes and experience became so blurry when I couldn't see her head-on.

I didn't even dare to look at her hand caressing my face and body, for fear that I would not see a "hand" but something else. It's just that the hand brushes the corner of my eye and haunts my vision, and it is indeed her hand. Her hand dug deep into my garment, down to the soles of my feet—what a weird, horrible experience, but the pleasure of the body was really accumulating and releasing it.

I looked at the file and Billy facing them, trying to see through the figure of Tomie behind me from their eyes, however, there was nothing in their eyes except my own figure, as if Tomie behind me was just a ghost. File and Billy's faces were stiff, and I knew very well that it was a look of fear, for I had seen it so many times, and they must have seen something.

The smell of the air has become a little different from before, and the deviation ceremony in the underground hall seems to have changed its atmosphere due to the change of taste. The ritual performers were still singing at a high level, beating drums frantically, and letting out cheers like cult curses, but the strangeness they brought with them had been overshadowed, or rather replaced, by a new one.

Figuratively speaking, it is Tomie's sense of presence that overrides the presence of the ceremony, and Tomie's weirdness covers the strangeness of the ceremony. At this moment, it seems that Tomie is the master here.

I almost forgot what I said to Tomie before, but I still remember that she didn't answer anything.

“…… Tomie is right behind me, right? File, Billy. I suppressed the fear in my heart and said to the two people in front of me.

It took a while for the two of them to react. Billy's forehead was soaked with sweat, and he said in a weak tone, "Oh, damn it...... You say that thing is called Tomie? ”

Yes, I heard it very clearly, Billy was using "that thing" to describe Tomie. But I don't know what Tomie looks like at this time.

The file took a deep breath, stared at me with a deep gaze, and said, "Takakawa, tell me, what is Tomie?" What exactly did you bring with you? That's definitely not the ultimate weapon. ”

They were also able to ask questions and prove that things weren't so bad that they couldn't be done back. I could feel Tomie right behind me, proving that I still had a chance to talk to the two of them. Although the atmosphere was eerie, frightening, and even incomprehensible, the tension of the previous battle was soothed in this eerie atmosphere.

Even if it was soothing, but what I felt, and the information that the two of them fed back, couldn't really relax at all.

Instead, the heart is like being held by an invisible hand, getting tighter and tighter.

Mae has always been a mysterious existence in the past, and now, Tomie, who used to appear rich in human form, is also changing in the direction of mystery, and this change makes me feel the urgency of time even more.

"Tomoe, it's Tomoe." That's all I can say about the file, because if Tomie is to be seen as "something" rather than "the ultimate weapon", then I don't know what Tomie is, just as I don't know what "river" is, and I don't know what "virus" is. All in all, I'm no more insightful than a file, more intelligent, she doesn't know things, I know some, but, more of the same unknown.

“…… You're such an idiot, Takakawa. The file stiffened and said, "Do you really love it?" Something like that? You don't know anything about it. Do you really know what your love really is? Is that really love? If it were me, I would never get entangled with something like this. ”

"No, you're wrong, file." Billy took the initiative to interrupt the file for the first time, "The more essential question is, what is this Takakawa-like teenager in front of us?" People certainly don't fall in love with this kind of thing. Then, if you really love this thing, then maybe you are no longer human. That makes sense, doesn't it? No one has ever said that this Takakawa in front of him is human, not even the prosthetic Mr. Takakawa. We just tie the two together just because we look so much like him. Maybe there must be a connection, but it is impossible to know for sure whether it is a connection between people and people. ”

The two of them made no secret of their analysis, and they didn't suppress their voices, so I could hear them clearly, although it was certainly a tactical strategy, but it was definitely what they really thought. They're seeing things that I can't see, and they're understanding my side of the situation from a different perspective than I am. I have many reasons to refute it, but I don't feel like I'm superior to them just because of the limitations of the angle of observation.

I could clearly see that the way the file and Billy looked at me was changing, as if they were looking at a human being to looking at some kind of monster. Even though I used to wonder if I was still human, I still felt sad when my old friend's eyes became the way they are now.

I can't argue their doubts, and there's no point in arguing and it doesn't interfere with what I'm trying to do. The file and Billy have a reason to hit me in every way, because I am their enemy and really want to kill them.

Yes, it is still possible to talk, but it doesn't change anything. New information is coming from my chain judgment that the enemies who have invaded from the outside are getting closer. There's not much time left, and I have to kill the two before they actually become sacrifices, and that's the only thing I can do given that they must die here.

It is better to be killed by me than to be a sacrifice of a ritual, whether it is a sacrifice of the deviant ritual or a sacrifice of the Doomsday Shinrikyo sacrifice ritual.

I have no doubt that even if I don't do it myself, they will die. Because, that's how they behaved, as Jung said before, the people here were already going to give it a free hand, so they assisted the Torchlight in this deviation ritual.

I swept again, letting the invisible high-speed tunnel run through me and File once again. In the slow world, I could feel Tomie still wrapped around his back. I was carrying Tomie on my back and flying forward faster than before. The silver bullet appeared in front of me almost at the same time, and before it hit my eyeball, the speed of the sweep increased again in that short distance of a few centimeters. I deflected, bullets grazing against my forehead.