At some point, the DV, which had been crushed to the bottom of the box, finally started to operate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe small and silent sound of parts activating ignited the function of this antique goods for the untraceable, and soon, the lens reflecting the faint light finally opened its eyes, and it accepted the job without complaint, just as it had been abandoned.

In front of him was a young girl, her long black hair pouring down like a waterfall, the most "boring" of the countless scenery it had ever seen.

Black, the color that is not so interesting at any given time.

The girl patted it and tilted her head.

"Ah, are you working?" The girl was a little puzzled, it seemed that she was not good at machinery.

"First meeting... My name is Kokonoha. ”

The girl said to herself. She had a strange white fur ball on her head and a black cat in one hand in her arms.

"There really is such a strange thing in this world.,Hawkers,Anyway,I'm a great demon god who came here from another world.,Brackets,No,Brackets,,Brackets," the girl raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and the smile that was difficult to distinguish between true and false was faithfully recorded by it, "To put it simply, I was summoned to this world by an ordinary magical girl.,And continue to be involved in the conspiracy of some strange gods.,I feel very uncomfortable now.。 ”

"Well, but my dependents are ~ dang~.... Yes, but I still have a family member who is not in this world yet, and I asked her to do some strange things," the girl touched her chin as if she was remembering something, "Oh, by the way, and my sister, originally her name was this Scarlet Leaf, and she was my lovely sister." ”

"So, I was supposed to marry my sister today... Ah, no, I think it's so bad to say..."The girl shook her head with a wry smile, "Well, it turns out that my sister wants to marry me, above." ”

The girl sighed.

"What? You ask me why I don't want to marry my sister? Aren't you talking nonsense? Oh, no, no, no... Actually, I don't have an aversion to this sister myself, it's just... Well, it's just... For some strange reason. Since I could choose another way... I can probably live a good life, why should I go to the grave early? And my sister is terrible, I tell you, she might be staring at you right now. ”

"So, I decided to run away from home... That being said, I don't have anywhere to go at all, well, it's a long road, that's it, um. When I become rich and handsome, I will come back to marry my sister and walk to the peak of ginseng... Just think about it, let's talk about it when the time comes, stupid! My hometown..."

Soon, the record was firmly recorded in his body, and DV closed his eyes again.

The white blade, that is the only property that belongs to the girl named Kokoro. The girl held a long, narrow straight knife in her hand, a strange long knife that had been snatched from Tsuru Juya. This unique long knife was carefully wrapped around the black cloth strips by the girl.

Kokonoha, the name that belongs to her, is the same as this knife.

However, she didn't use it at all.

"The kind puppet, the kind puppet fell into the trap of the pretender, the cold vines strangled its limbs, crushed its neck, and it could no longer sympathize with anyone.

Passionate dolls, enthusiastic dolls are in high spirits, but the puppet maker personally dismantles the dream it has woven for himself, and the passionate puppet falls from the high windowsill.

Powerful puppet, powerful puppet walks alone into the darkness and the puppet never appears again. The sad puppet, the sad puppet learned to cry, so it washed its face with tears all day long, it imitated the sadness of humans, but it couldn't become human, and the sad puppets gouged out their eyes.

Crazy puppet, crazy puppet wants to suppress its madness, but the puppet has no reason, so the puppet can't suppress its madness, so the crazy puppet makes a cold puppet, and the coldness of the puppet allows it to suppress its madness.

Cold dolls, cold dolls, no need for friends.

The doll makes a mask for itself, and it is always a 'smiling doll', and the smiling doll can smile at all times, and the smiling doll is smiling all the time, and no one can tell whether the smile is real or fake. ”

Humming a ballad, the girl left her "hometown" without any attachment, which was actually just a small room in Charlene's mansion.

"My lord, you think"

-- A few months later --

Miracles and magic are non-existent.

Even so, I don't question the existence of these two at all, and these existences do not conflict with our current life at all. If there were no miracles, there would be no future for humanity. No, it can't be called a miracle. It should be said that it is the tenacious force created by the human heart, the force that guides humanity step by step, and I can't imagine what the world would be like if it didn't exist. Maybe it's going to be destroyed.

I longed to see the infinite hope of humanity emerge, and the extraordinary, as a spectator.

What a wonderful thing it is to see human beings who have sprung up with hope and will never bow to fate.

However, human beings are now able to distort right and wrong without sin, reverse black and white, and put hope deeply under other disasters, and put them into a Pandora's box called social order. This group of people, even if it is a wonderful thing, can make it worse and scandalous, and the so-called hope and pleasure are worthless in their eyes—and here they really are worthless, because they only have money and fame in their eyes.

Wanton and reckless behavior is called youth, indulgence and indulgence are called laws, and luck is called fate. What is the value of such a human being?

Finally, let's wrap it up.

People who despise hope and pleasure and trample it hard...

Let's all die.

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"My demons, didn't I ask you to help me with my school homework? What are these you writing about? ”

"I am God! I'm not here to help you do these things! Kokoba replied dissatisfiedly.

Kokoba can't tell Charlene that she forgot about it because she played DV for a while.

I don't know how many times I've heard this, Charlene yawned, and finally focused her attention on the girl in front of her again.

"It's a matter of living up to what you believe in! It's justice! ”

It's still too boring, Charlene can't help but think so, she sighs, turns on the computer, and checks the balance of her bank account.

"Balance 2222.22."

"Oh, the bookkeeper is pretty quick," said Charlene, picking up the cigarette on the coffee table. That delicate number made the girl feel slightly unhappy.

Why does the bank deposit gold coins have a decimal point, and does it also provide the business of finding small copper coins?

Speaking of which, there is no such thing as copper coins in this world.

It's a boring life.

I really don't know what the demon thinks in his head, this world is full of magic and miracles, and this demon would write such strange things. But... Charlene vaguely remembered that someone had said to herself that miracles and magic did not exist.

At that time, she naturally tried her best to confront and refute it.

And now, burying yourself in this mountain of books, what qualifications do you have to refute it.

At least miracles don't exist, and the heart leaf, who now firmly believes in this, no longer has a fluke, it's just a little money that has just arrived. And then she soon became overwhelmed by the thrill of squandering money, she was actually not interested in avenging her parents, she wanted more to be famous. But this country even forbids women to practice magic, which is really...

It's just so boring, her life is just like she thinks, it's just that.

Anyway, we have to settle today's dinner first.

The only friend in this world, Morisa V.E. Knightley, the child of a nobleman in the city, earns about twenty times as much as Charlene every month, is a good gambler, and is a pure 'European', if you count the mess that her family bought with gambling money, she should be worth tens of millions of dollars by now.

But because she bought all that mess, she didn't actually have much money on hand (six-figure deposit).

The mess is like an artifact machine left over from ancient times, a fossil of an unrecorded animal, a stone of the apocalypse that fell into the world during the change of heaven and earth, a specimen of an animal, and a huge culture chamber containing strange creatures.

Oh, no, the last one was a cultivated monster. Usually it is an industrial monster, but it is also occasionally used for combat. It was an artificial monster made of 'messy things', and it was very different from the natural monsters of the previous generation. After all, it's just a man-made object, and if you want to move, you have to rely on the manipulator to provide life force, and manipulating monsters is also a high-risk job, so the salary is also very high.

Marisa is also a magician, and Charlene, who stumbles upon her secrets, is often swept away by that guy, especially because of her family's large library.

By the way, her official surname is 'Kiriyu', but at that time, Morisa's mother's surname, and the surname of the guy who was regarded as a witch, of course, it was better not to inherit it, and her father decided to do so.

This country, really... It's tiresome.