I can see dreams, not my own dreams, but other people's dreams, which is really stupid.

How long did it start?

I don't know, and I can't remember the exact time for a long time, but I just found it out of nowhere.

But this is not a superpower, after all, the number of times he peeks into other people's dreams like this is very small, and the few make him feel that those are his own dreams, whether it is the scene of murder or the scene of being insulted, they all seem very similar.

However, it is estimated that this cannot be someone diving into their dreams for subconscious adjustment and consciousness implantation, but simply the ability to 'share dreams'.

Why is this suddenly mentioned? Natsume couldn't find a reason either, maybe he didn't need a reason to do things, he just wanted to act, so he acted.

He squatted on the ground, and the blood from the corners of his eyes was not wiped off by him, but down his cheeks and near his lips, and finally wiped off by Natsume's sleeve.

Next to him, there was a corpse.

Wearing a blue shirt and light pants, his hands are still covering his abdomen, and the whole person is lying motionless facing the ground.

It is also natural that the corpse will not move, so it is the best listener.

He won't laugh at you because of your troubles, he won't sympathize with you because of your past, he just listens quietly and plays the role of the most qualified audience.

Of course, this is not a show, just trying to talk.

The nerves are on the verge of collapse, and what they are doing now really has meaning?

The self who came to these worlds is really playing the role of a 'savior'.

No kidding, Natsume thinks she's been cheated on from the beginning. By that poor * milk and bad taste of the stupid girl.

What kind of person do you want to be?

towards the corpse next to him. Ryunosuke Yusheng asked. Natsume responded only to the red liquid that slowly flowed to his feet.

A gust of wind blew, and the fishy smell of blood rushed straight over, and this smell made Natsume pinch his nose.

It was possible to leave the place immediately, but Natsume wanted to stay a little longer before that, and it seemed to be quieter than outside.

There is only the sound of the wind, no voice.

The person he killed was right next to him, if he suddenly woke up. Will you pull the trigger again? Isn't that nonsense? Since he killed the first time, he will definitely be killed the second time.

Hesitation is the worst enemy to kill oneself.

Taking out the mobile phone from his arms, the golden light had long since dissipated, and he gave a command to Maiya Kuyu on the other end of the phone.

"Find their place of residence, take the woman to the designated place, and I'll tell them that you can leave with them when this mission is over."

“…… I see, but ......"

Natsume didn't listen to the next words, but hung up the phone decisively.

Kenneth's fiancée should be able to get Kuyu Maiya to catch. Just cutting off a right hand is not enough to die.

Isn't it time for me to act?

Thinking so, Natsume stood up and patted the dust. After glancing at Ryunosuke Yusheng, he walked towards the outside of the alleyway.

The space instantly became wider, and the originally oppressive atmosphere was suddenly dispersed, leaving only a noisy urban atmosphere.

Natsume, who doesn't like it very much, chooses to take a shortcut and go around the alley behind the house, intending to join up with Kuyu Maiya.

But.

This is a coincidence.

Right in front of him, the man lying on the ground was coughing loudly, his skin was burned, his chest was slashed, and he was covered in blood, and he slowly moved his body to lean against the wall, and blood began to spill from his nostrils and mouth.

Hey, hey, hey.

This is different from the original plot.

Natsume walked over briskly and half-crouched down in front of the other party.

"It's okay, Akiri's night."

"Ahem, ahem, again."

The expression on his face didn't know whether it was happy or painful, and she stretched out her right hand and grabbed Natsume's shoulder.

The skin has long lost its bloody color, and it seems that it will not last long.

Why did you die here? The night of the wild goose should have died later.

"The surrogate, ahem."

The three bloody holes in the chest were the marks of being pierced by a sharp blade.

In other words, did Yan Feng Qili, who was supposed to save the night of the wild goose, plan to kill him?

The plot change Natsume has long understood, but this change in death is somewhat unacceptable.

If the night dies, Berserker may disappear from the present world due to the loss of the Master, so it would be too far from the difference if he disappeared before meeting Saber.

Even if there is one less powerful enemy, judging from the final result, Natsume wants to make some repairs and fix the current plot.

Jian Tong Yan can't die at night, no, at least not killed by Yan Feng Qili here.

Carrying him on his back, the gasser who was coughing loudly stood out a mouthful of blood, and Natsume, who was wet with blood on his shoulder, exhaled and rushed to the exit with him on his back, wanting to take him to the hospital.

"Why, save me."

"Why? Because you're Sakura's uncle, this reason must be lying to you. ”

That's for your own sake.

Judging from the memory in his mind, he must have fought Tosaka Toshitomi just now, and was shot down here after being defeated.

Natsume's series of actions have already distorted the plot, which Natsume knows very well, but now the minimum repair also has a role.

Some people will feel that what they are doing is too much, and since it distorts the plot, why should they fix it?

Quite simply, it's for the sake of victory.

It's really powerful to change the plot, but it's actually a bit stupid, after all, no fool would give up the ability to 'see the future'.

Carrying the wild goose on his back and running to the lane at night, he put on a hat for him on the way, hiding his face that looked decadent and broken.

"Sakura, how are you now?"

Even if he was injured in the near death, the first thing this man cared about was not himself, but the girl he wanted to save with his life.

It's not so much kindness as stupidity.

"It's a good life now, that child is very obedient, and he doesn't have a temper, so it can be called happiness."

That's good.

There was another cough, and the night of the wild goose trembled behind her back, and Natsume felt that most of the clothes behind her back were soaked with blood, and a smell that was as disgusting as just before came over.

"You, ahem, are you a good person?"

"What do you think? No one can be sure what the standard of a good person is. ”

And the reason why I saved you.

Natsume said it in his heart.

Like the words of the devil.

"Reason to save you."

That is.

Wild goose night, your misfortune is not over yet. (To be continued......)