Most of the reactions to something that happens suddenly are only two.

That is to be stunned on the spot and flee quickly, but in addition to these two, Natsume found that there was one more.

That is, to take it in stride.

I don't know if it's because I'm not afraid of death at all, or if I have absolute confidence in my own strength, and the people behind me don't show any signs of action.

It doesn't matter if you use magic to attack, summon guards, or call other people.

It would be outrageous to call it calm.

He has lived for hundreds of years, but he is also worried about death, this can be confirmed.

The original purpose of seeking eternal life was to fulfill the dream of youth—to remove all sin from the world.

But the more he found out that this dream took a lot of time, and he was almost out of gas, so he tried all the ways to prolong his life, and finally, he forgot his original dream and became a monster who gave up his body and only sought eternal life......

This is the original intention of the dirty inkstone.

This person may have the same desire as some people to obtain the Holy Grail to eradicate sin and become the 'hero' that they had hoped for in the past.

However, it has changed, and has become a human who is close to a monster.

Finding that there was no movement in the Kiriki inkstone standing behind him, Natsume was not in a hurry, just pointing to the insect swarm in front of him.

Can we separate them a little bit first?

Natsume asked such a question, perhaps because he thought it was funny, but the dirty inkstone's squishy body slowly stood up, a bit like a sign of cheering up.

I don't know if the dirty inkstone will agree, Natsume once again set his eyes on Sakura Makiri.

At this moment, she reacted a little bit to this side. The mouths full of saliva closed together. The tear stains on his cheeks have dried up. The surface of the body is covered with a large number of bugs.

Wrapping, devouring, licking, rubbing the girl's skin with that disgusting body, the wriggling worm slowly moved, and Sakura's body began to leave the edge of the pool.

Natsume frowned and stretched out her hand, but before she could grab it, Kirisakura's hand was bitten by a bug and she sighed. Shake it off vigorously, and the insects that were thrown into the swarm swam towards Sakura's body again.

Then Natsume heard a groan, and countless marker insects began to move towards the lower half of Kirizakura's body, revealing all the skin and stains on her upper body.

Like a viscous liquid, the swarm in front of me is disgusting and disgusting, and it is a miracle that this ordinary girl can endure the attack.

Miracle?

Why did you suddenly start using this word?

Shaking his head indistinctly, staring at Sakura Makiri, who was beginning to be tormented by the marking insects, Natsume stood up, and was somewhat uncomfortable leaning on these insects.

His gaze fell on the dirty inkstone, and Natsume asked again

"Can you let these bugs disperse first?"

"It's really a little ghost who is not afraid of death who has the courage to put forward this condition. In that case, it's as you wish. ”

"That's really thankful."

Although there is no movement in the dirty inkstone. However, Natsume saw that the marking insects gradually dispersed, leaving only the cherry blossoms of Makiri, who had been left at the bottom of the pool.

Natsume jumped down, pinched the insect that was still between Sakura's legs with her hand, threw it, and threw it against the wall, and the brow of the visceral inkstone of Maki above moved, monitoring Natsume's movements.

Her body was already a little numb, but Sakura sensed that the bugs around her had left, and the nerves that had been tortured to the extreme began to relax under the tense situation.

The whole body was in great pain, as if it had been bitten by a bug.

I want to speak, but my facial muscles are paralyzed and can't react, and my body is as if it doesn't belong to me.

Sakura Maki set her eyes on the person in front of her, but the light around her was too dazzling to see clearly.

Is it Uncle Yanye?

It doesn't seem to be the case in terms of size, but who is it? Whoever comes back to see Sakura, who comes back here to talk to me.

I don't know, and I don't have the energy to figure it out, but the girl named Sakura Maki just wants to close her eyes and enjoy the last silence during the only break.

Seeing Sakura Maki close her eyes, Natsume took off her coat and covered it.

The surface of her skin is covered with the bodily fluids of unpleasant bugs, but now Natsume has no disgusting thoughts, and the most important thing is to bring her up.

But.

"What are you doing?"

"Pick her up."

"If you do more, it will continue to do so anyway."

That's right.

It's just that at that time, Natsume will personally put this girl into the swarm, so it's much better for Sakura than to be pushed down.

Placing it on the edge of the pool, Natsume wanted to take out the gift box in his hand, but there was a person next to him staring at him and felt a little inconvenient.

I wanted to open my mouth to be alone with Sakura.,But the first person to speak was the Kirichi-chan inkstone.。

Natsume finds herself being robbed of her right to speak first.

In fact, it is also quite important to speak first, think about it, whenever you call, the person who always says 'hey' first takes the lead in the words, and then you can only be led by the nose.

As in debates, there are those who think that there is no difference in the order in which they speak, but in fact it is the one who makes the argument first who has the advantage.

He can steer the topic to the point where he is fit to speak here, and thus put his opponent in a desperate situation.

Natsume thinks that the current situation is the same as a debate tournament, to see who can put the opponent in a desperate situation first.

If Natsume fails, he will have to flee from the wilderness, and if he fails, he may be able to have the right to stay here for a while.

So, Natsume began to listen to the words of the Kiriki Dirty Inkstone.

No, that's not a word, it's a question.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?"

Natsume handed the business card of the Magic Association in his arms to the dirty inkstone, but the other party took it and tore it off.

"Do you really think I'm an old fool? Don't make a fool of these little tricks, do you know why I brought you here? Because the magic circle here is the strongest and has a lot of lost magic, it will let you enter this place and see these scenes. ”

"The center of the magic maze?"

"It was revealed when you said the Tick Worm, what else do you know besides that?"

"No, no, I said it on purpose."

Natsume dressed Sakura and stood up to deny the dirty inkstone's words.

This denial surprised the other party a little, and Dirty Yan began to suspect the purpose of the person who deliberately let himself know his false identity.

What are you for?

After receiving such a question, without calling for help from the sidelines, Natsume thought for a moment and tilted his head

"I guess it's to see this little sister."

Because.

"I kind of hate the Kirito family." (To be continued......)