When I woke up early the next day, Sakiya's sleeping face was close to my shoulder, my pajamas were wet with saliva, and her carefree expression was as pure as an angel. She looks like a beauty without glasses, and if she shows her true face at school, her popularity is bound to skyrocket, but it's a problem for her. I can't help but laugh at the thought of Sakuya's sad face and overwhelmed appearance because of the boys' pursuit.

Through the thin fabric of the pajamas, the chest of the squeezing arm came with a feeling of fullness. I slept in the same bed next to the girl last night, and I didn't have any special thoughts at the time, but when I woke up, it seemed that my thoughts and emotions from last night had been reset and refreshed, and I felt embarrassed.

Because Sakuya's sleep was too happy, I couldn't bear to wake her up when I thought of the panic buried deep in her heart a few days ago. I gently pulled out my arm and tiptoed out of the room.

After washing, the analysis that had taken root in my mind last night was reawakened. Although he is still living a fairly peaceful life so far, Sakuya is like a bomb buried in his body, and he doesn't know when it will explode.

It's really shocking to think that the demon that is not under the control of the host has been lurking for so long without doing evil.

Although I can confirm intellectually, it has become extremely unwise to continue to live with Sakiya, but emotionally, I can't leave her alone.

I'm not a machine, so it's impossible to act completely according to sanity.

This is something to be happy about.

When emotions and reason collide, a subtle taste is produced, like sweetened bitter melon, which makes the tip of the tongue tingle.

It's a pain that brings joy.

I played with the taste, like tasting tangled but sweet spring water, while I went out to buy breakfast for two.

The morning weather is exceptionally crisp, the rustling of sweeping floors and the sound of bicycle bells are played in the breeze, busy vendors, talking pedestrians, and old people jogging in the morning are all peaceful scenes as far as the eye can see, as if everything related to the apocalyptic illusion is an illusion. But I knew that the dark thing did exist, and it was hidden in the corner of the garbage heap, emitting a filthy, moldy stench.

When you flip it once, you can't turn a blind eye to it anymore.

I lit a cigarette and bought steamed buns and soy milk under the watchful eyes of passers-by.

When I got home, Sakuya was already up.

"I don't want to go to school today either." When Sakiya said this, he held the bun in both hands like a hamster and bit it carefully.

"Then lend me my phone."

Sakiya cast a puzzled look.

"If you're in trouble, for example, if the demon suddenly moves, call me."

"Demons?"

"It's the monster inside you, I just decided to call it a demon last night."

"Doomsday, Cerberus, Demons, Black Magic...... Seems interesting, hehe. She said lightly, and there was no reluctance in her smile.

As always, I couldn't confirm her true mood from the outside.

"What's wrong? Is there anything on my face? Seeing me staring straight at his face, Sakiya couldn't help but touch his cheek.

"Uh...... No. In short, call when you're in trouble. I held out my hand to her, "Give me your phone, I'll be there at any time." ”

"It's like a princess protected by a knight, a romantic feeling." She said that, but I didn't think at all.

Sakiya's phone is a girly pink color, and there are cartoon animal stickers on the surface of the case, so I put her in the pocket of my school uniform.

In order to strengthen my own capabilities, I decided to modify my existing equipment.

Bullet collection can be tricky, but a bow and crossbow modification can be very handy.

According to the experience recorded in the diary, since the demon is related to the apocalyptic illusion, the gray stone should be able to play a role in it.

Whether or not graystone is added is the difference between a normal weapon and a limited weapon. Since there is such a distinction between weapons, it can be judged that to some extent, the utility of normal weapons against Doomsday Fantasy will become less and less.

Because it is a weapon aimed at a specific object, it has the prefix of "Boundary".

The bullet that killed the three hat men had been mixed with greystone beforehand, which may be why they were maddened by fear.

Before heading out, I asked Sakiya to inquire over the phone and on the Internet to order some parts for the modified bow and crossbow, and to look up everything on the Internet that might be related to the apocalyptic fantasy.

She happily accepted the task.

"Leave it to me, Achuan, we are companions in life and death, right?" She clenched her fists in high spirits.

"It's not a game." I emphasized.

"I know, but that's what makes it even more exciting." Sakiya pushed her glasses, "Don't you think the current situation is more interesting than the boring and moldy daily life, although it is indeed terrifying?" ”

Sakiya's expression at this time is something I've never seen in her before. I always thought she was an introverted good girl, but I didn't expect to have such a rebellious side in her bones.

Last night, I was still palpitating, full of remorse, and I didn't dare to sleep alone.

Is it because of adolescence that the transformation is so fast?

"I don't think so, but...... It's better to be funny than to pee your pants in fear. ”

I picked up my quiver and bag and answered and went out.

Behind him, Sakiya's angry voice was heard.

"You're just peeing your pants! Stupid Takakawa! ”

It seems that I can relax for the time being.

When I walked into the classroom, there were still very few students in the class, and Hachijing came early as usual, sitting in his place to read a book.

I greeted her, and her gaze fell on the quiver she had just dropped.

"What is this?"

"I'm going to make my own bow and arrow." I'm honest, "Go get it done after school." ”

I usually participate in craft activities and make puppets, models and electronic toys, so it's not surprising that I suddenly have to make a bow and arrow.

Hachikage didn't plan to ask any further.

"Have you decided?" She asked.

"What?" I couldn't turn a corner for a while.

Bajing snapped the book shut, and I took a look, and the fine packaging with black and gilded skin looked very expensive, not borrowed from the library. The title of the book is: "The Ten Most Famous Spiritual Mediums in the History of the World Realm".

It's still the same, although he looks like an intellectual actioner, but at heart he is a lover of the occult. ,

But this is more girly.

I heard that the boys who pursued the Eight Scenes packaged themselves with literary and scientific temperaments, but they were knocked into disgrace one by one, and the romance of a flower every day was also thrown into the trash. I think they should study more tarot divination and gypsy legends, then it will be much more successful.

"Join the Whisperers, didn't you say you want to think about it?" Bajing stared at me with a sharp gaze: "Haven't you thought it through yet?" I know that Takakawa is not an indecisive person! ”

It's really an old-fashioned agitation method, but Bajing doesn't seem to say it on purpose, it's just that the instinct to change the tone according to the situation has long been imprinted in her bones.

As the class president who oversees the class of 56 students, Bajing can get full marks.

"The Whisperer is outlawed." I kindly reminded her.

"As long as I'm alive, the Whisperer won't disappear." She declared like a revolutionary.

"It's so nerve-wracking, they all said don't continue, be careful that you will lose your life."

"Don't ask me to repeat it a second time, I have my own considerations. There are some things that you have to do even if you lose your life. ”

"That's what the cult guy thinks too, you're standing in a delicate position, Eight Scenes."

"You don't have to worry about it, whether you join or not, give me a clear answer."

"The answer is no, though, if you really want to continue, maybe you can make some trades."

Hearing my answer, Hakkei didn't show a disappointed expression, but his eyes lit up.

"Tell me about it."

I handed her the bottle I had retrieved from the hat man and had some mysterious blue solid-liquid mixture remaining.

"I want to know where this thing came from. Some of our students may know about it. Try to be as secretive as possible when investigating. ”

Hachikage took it and looked at it curiously.

"What about what you used to exchange as a trade?" She asked.

"It's this bottle." I replied so.

"Deal."