In 2029, Japan was plunged into chaos due to the sudden outbreak of the "Apocalypse Virus". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoJapan was in a state of anarchy, and a supra-state organization called "GHQ" intervened and accepted its rule, and Roppongi, Tokyo, became a blockaded area. Later, with the events known as "LostChristmas", Japan lost its de facto power as an independent state and was given a semblance of autonomy, and people began to enjoy a brief period of peace.

"Main quest issued: Prevent the fourth apocalypse from happening!

Reward for completing the mission: Two blue cards

Mission Failure - Obliteration! ”

"Tsk."

The body is shaking, and the ears are noisy;

The smell of perfume, sweat and smell are mixed together, and some people are dizzy - but this is only because Weber's sense of smell is too good, and it is estimated that ordinary people smell that this subway actually has no smell, right?

Being in a subway and wearing a black school uniform, Webb raised an eyebrow.

"Is it this world? Guilty Crown ......"

"Moreover, I became a ......"

"Good morning, set." A girl with brown hair and brown eyes ran up to Webb and greeted him with a smile.

Weber was not surprised to be called by another name.

"Good morning, Matsuri." Webb said hello lazily.

He, instead of Sakura Manji.

Originally, when the main god system crossed, the host would randomly become a plot task or a passer-by, and the possibility of becoming the protagonist was not impossible, but it was very small, but it happened to be bumped into by Weber.

However, except for the first soul transmission, the second time was all body transmission, so his current body is still Weber's.

It's just that the existence of Sakura Manji in this world has been replaced by him.

"What's wrong? So listless. "School Strip Sacrifice, this girl who died in the original book is not ordinary and sad, looked at Webber suspiciously.

"Well, a little tired." Webb looked at the crowded streets outside, and said casually: "Speaking of sacrifices, don't you think there are many people today?" ”

There are a lot of people...... Well, this is Weber's nonsense, God knows how many people there are in normal times, Webber didn't inherit the memory of Sakura Manji this time.

But I just want to know if the plot has started.

Because if the school festival says that there was a riot or something last night, I guess ...... The woman was in that place, and the plot began.

Speaking of that woman......

Webb's eyes flashed with a faint glint.

Webber rarely sheds tears, really rarely, especially against anime characters, who have only shed tears for one person.

That's the woman in Weber's mouth—no, I should say it's a girl, because according to the information given by Du Niang, she is only sixteen years old.

"Uh, didn't you watch the news? What kind of terrorist activity was there yesterday......" said the school, who knew that Weber could no longer listen.

"Exactly at the beginning of the plot?" Webb thought to himself.

The pink-haired girl's face appeared in front of Webber's eyes again, and Webber licked his lips, which had become dry at some point.

——

"Hey, Aji."

Webb entered the school, which was the No. 1 High School in Tianwang Prefecture, and when he sat down in his place, a loud voice came.

“？”

It was an ordinary guy with a flat head, and he came running over and stood beside Webb.

"Is the contest image file ready?" He didn't know why he was a little excited.

"Nope."

"Do you want my help?"

"No, I don't."

"Huh?"

"Anything else?" Webber sat in his seat and casually glanced at the flat-headed young man, that is, the Soul Pavilion Sata: "I will do it myself within the specified time, and I don't need you." ”

"No, I said Ah Ji, I ————" Soul Pavilion Sa Tai seemed to be very dissatisfied with Weber's tone, and just wanted to say something, but was pulled by the arm of the tall young man behind him: "Isn't this good, Sa Tai, Ji said that he would get it right." ”

He pulled the Soul Pavilion Sata back and shook his hand at Weber: "Then please." ”

"Tsk."

Webb watched quietly.

To be honest, if it weren't for the tall boy, Hankawa Tani Xun suddenly interrupted, and Webka's words in his throat had already been spit out.

That sentence, "You kill you again." ”

Suddenly, the school priest on the right side of the front turned his head slightly, allowing Webb to look at her.

"It's so pitiful..."

Ha, she probably meant that the soul pavilion was too well-intentioned but I rejected it, right? Webb smiled casually.

Do you know that your future, the cause of your death, is partly because of him?

That kind of self-righteous person does not deserve sympathy.

"Sacrifice ......"

Just as Webb was about to say something, the teacher opened the door and walked in, making Webb pout the corners of his lips before he finished speaking.

"Class!"

"Stand up!"

"Hello teacher!"

The morning went by.

At noon, Weber picked up the rice balls prepared by Sakura Manji, silently asked the school jo festival who was going home for dinner, asked about the location of the blockade area, and then walked over there.

"Kasui."

"The only woman I've shed tears for, let me see what you look like in reality."

Webb smiled at the corners of his mouth as he walked towards the blockade.

————

"Blooming wildflowers, please tell me anyway."

He had just stepped into the dilapidated house, and the ethereal singing voice faintly came, which made Weber's heart fill with an emotion called "soothing".

At the same time, he also saw what was under his feet;

Blood.

"Kasui." Webb walked into the room with a half-smile on his face.

Under the hole in the roof, the warm sunlight was projected and reflected on the girl's body.

The one had pale pink hair, only visible to the back, her skin was half as fair as Webb's, her loosely tied double ponytails hung down her shoulders, and there was a hairpin on the left side of her hair.

Dressed in her orange and red combat suit, she was singing softly.

But from Webb's point of view, the only drawback is probably the blood-permeable bandage tied to the left arm, right?

"Parting on a summer day, the breeze is rippling."

"The two phases overlap."

"To prove that I ever lived, I sang loudly."

"For the sake of nameless friends..."

She sang silently, Weber listened silently;

Until the end of the song, probably because the wound on her left arm hurts, she held it there very pitifully and moaned: "Woo..."

"Smack, smack, smack."

Webb walked out step by step, and he was clapping at the same time.

"It's a good song." Webb said with a smile, but his appearance frightened the pink-haired girl.

She clutched her chest—well, presumably to deal with the wound on her left arm, and she took off a lot of her upper body.