She was puzzled by this, and at the same time puzzled by this, obviously there was an agreement between the two, why would he be entangled with other members of the opposite sex?

Miss Lu aside, although she sometimes behaves strangely, C.C. can be sure that Miss Lu does not contain other feelings.

Yes, Miss Lu is different from herself, her existence is like being in a kind of 'surveillance' position, she will be involved, but she will not interfere with the two.

So, she started thinking about her side.

The emotions she had were actually a little vague, but after experiencing some things, she could roughly understand what she should do.

No, not what should be done, but what should be supported.

His actions, the goals he wanted to achieve, the things he hoped to obtain, and the countless prayers seemed to mix together, making C.C.'s brain drowsy.

At this time, are you going to see him? A few fists just hit him on the head, did it make him angry?

Are human beings thinking about their atrocities and feeling disgusted by their atrocities?

C.C. couldn't understand the meaning of all this, just as she didn't know how she got here, and her memories seemed to be a little broken, and the things she couldn't remember, the things she could remember, the things she could remember, began to intermingle and become clogged.

To be honest, the current C.C. doesn't want to see humans, and even has some resistance to meeting him face-to-face.

This is not to say that C.C. hates the human, of course, but that she herself is a little strange.

Since the two of them sandwiched the apple that day, after the lips and lips touched lightly. C.C. felt his heart pounding wildly every time he saw him. Shortness of breath. Her face was hot, so she began to guess.

"Is it an illness that occurs when you see a human being?"

Therefore, not wanting humans to worry about themselves, C.C. has recently started to avoid each other.

But the strange thing is that once you do this, you don't see humans, and you become uneasy.

Looking at himself in the window, C.C. touched his cheeks and long hair. I began to think crankily in my heart—

"Sure enough, it's weird."

It's not human fault, it's one's own.

She thinks so, and she is sure.

I pulled my pajamas with my hands, and the buttons of my blue and white pajamas seemed to be a little crooked, did I want to rub them into that gap?

Tilting his head, C.C. began to think.

Descending here as an elf and looking for the person he was looking for as a demon god, C.C. felt like he had found it.

That human was familiar. It makes people feel as if they have met somewhere.

When you are led, the memories in your mind will slowly come to you.

What is the meaning of my appearance? What are you here for? Except for looking for that human. Are there any other purposes?

I can't remember it, but I feel like I've lost something.

All in all, get dressed first, apologize to him when the human returns, get his compliments, and then stay with him even if his heart doesn't stop.

At the end of the day, having said all that, C.C. has only one sentence to conclude.

"I really want to see him."

It was a word of emotion, and C.C. was shy about saying it to himself for some reason.

Remember what aprons are on the TV series, can you do the same yourself, and then care about human beings?

As he thought about it, he tried to knead the button into the slit, and it wasn't until the third effort that C.C. succeeded in doing so.

It's not fun, but it's a little fulfilling.

C.C. was amused by such emotions.

Shifting his gaze, the most reluctantly fell on the girl next to him.

She hugged a pink pillow and buried her face in the middle part of her sleep, like a child, from time to time she smacked her mouth, and finally fell asleep again.

In human terms, this is the standard NEET girl.

In this way, C.C. thought that when he was sleeping, could he have been divided into NET girls by humans at that time?

No, no, no, no.

C.C. remembers that humans have said that they are exceptional, that they have privileges, and that is somewhat of a pleasure.

Now, however, she suddenly felt uneasy.

Humans, just call him that, because C.C. always feels like he can't call his name, so he uses two words instead.

It's night, and the humans haven't come back yet, and he, who has been very punctual, is suddenly not on time, which makes C.C. think of other possibilities.

Got a problem? Speculating on this, C.C. put on his slippers, walked around the couch, and walked towards the door.

Open the door and run.

The streets were empty, and the crowd was all gone, probably because of the sound of the siren, and C.C. remembered that when he appeared, there would be that kind of alarm, and people nearby would quickly hide in the underground facilities.

Even so, he still didn't understand, so C.C. ran in a certain direction according to his feelings, and after seeing the big words 'Tiangong Station', he turned in another direction and continued running through the street.

Since slippers are not easy to run, C.C. has no strength and is very slow.

Gradually, however, I saw that the buildings encased in the steel barrier were destroyed, and it seemed that someone was wreaking havoc.

Jumping over small ravines, around collapsed stone pillars, and coming to the plaza outside the residential area, C.C saw a familiar figure.

It's just that it's a figure that falls to the ground and then rolls up.

The human was fighting someone, and instead of seeing him, he struggled to get up and ran towards the black-haired, two-ponytailed elf on the other side.

It was too late to stop it, and it couldn't keep up with the speed of the humans, and just like that, in front of his eyes, the human was pierced in the chest.

C.C. is very resistant to being with other people of the opposite sex, but being hurt by other people is unforgivable!

Her pupils widened, and the flood of memories swallowed her reason.

There was a time when someone died in front of him after fulfilling his wish and attaining the realm of the world, forgetting because it was too painful.

So human beings have become dependent, and that is the only dependence, the only dependence.

"Don't hurt, my Natsume!"

It was the first time a name was called, and it could have been the last.

The ability that had disappeared flowed back a little, and the raging black whirlwind surged, and it was enough, relying on anger, anger, enough to fight.

The demon god appears, the armor is attached, and the ability is generated.

Kill, kill, kill.

Kill everything in front of you except humans! (To be continued......)