Who exactly are they fighting for?

At this moment, it was clear that it was already the eve of the Great War, and in the face of Yeonzhu's blank and helpless face, Rentaro suddenly wavered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For the sake of the family?

No, most of the people here have no families.

Whether it's Rentaro, Kigen, Shoma, Muroto Sumire, or many other policemen, most of them have long lost their loved ones.

Not to mention those who started in the first place, they don't have families in the first place.

For honor, money, power?

Rentaro almost wanted to laugh.

When the country is dying, these things still have a ghost use!

Today's civilian police are already the last line of defense, and the Tokyo City Self-Defense Forces are basically falling apart, so to speak, if the battle is won today, the Tokyo City will be able to continue to survive, and if the war is lost, then everyone in the whole of Tokyo will be reduced to the rations of the original intestines.

If I had to say it, Rentaro knew he was guarding it.

Only by defending the country can we describe what the police are doing now.

Abandon all chances of survival and fight the protozoa head-on here, the purpose is nothing more than to kill a future. The future of humanity.

But in the end, it was the police and the initiators who died here, and it was those who opposed and oppressed them who survived.

Is this really fair to the police, to the cursed son?

Rentaro looked down, and the bonfires dotted in the dark night were like stars, and the light of the fires was not dazzling, but they represented the hope of humanity.

And, the hope of ordinary people hiding in the rear.

Yes, we just want to find a place in this world.

Rentaro closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Yanzhu, do you hate humans?"

“......”

"Do you hate us (the plundered generation)?"

Yanzhu just lowered her head and didn't lift it up.

The Cursed Child, the preded generation, is like two parallel lines that never intersect, one representing the children left after being infected by protozoa, and the other being truly ordinary people.

Yanzhu just lowered her head and didn't lift it up.

Rentaro tilted his head, looked at the dark sky for a moment, and then moved his gaze back to Yanzhu:

"Yeonjoo, the civil security company is the only profession that dedicates one's life for the gratitude and salvation of others, this is my idea, even if it is just to see the smiling faces of those who are saved by us, we should continue to fight. ”

"Not at all!"

Yanzhu gritted her teeth and fought back:

"The concubine heard about it on the street! The police system is to let the original intestines and children with the original intestinal virus kill each other, just enough to clean up the garbage!"

Rentaro was shocked.

"Yanzhu, you, you............ Have you always thought that way, and when you ran with me to get rid of the intestines, you always thought you were dealing with garbage?"

Yanzhu lowered her head and didn't speak, and her shoulders could be seen trembling slightly.

"Which statement do you want to believe?"

Yeonjoo looked up at Rentaro violently.

"Yanzhu, which do you believe in my opinion or the opinion on disposing of garbage?"

Yanzhu showed a confused expression, and tears began to ooze from the corners of her eyes, so she wiped them with her sleeves.

It's just that no matter how much I wipe it, tears still keep pouring out of my eyes.

"Hmm...... Rentaro......"

She first muttered, and then howled loudly as if the embankment had burst, "Rentaro...... Rentaro!Rentaro!Rentaro!RentaroRentaroRentaro!"

"Fool. ”

Rentaro crouched down and hugged her.

Her trembling and whimpering were clearly audible in her chest. Rentaro's uniform was also stained with tears.

It's so pathetic, her body is cold.

"Yeonzhu, since you believe me, then you should know what to do, right? Now we must save the Tokyo area, otherwise the problem will be finished before it is too late to reach a conclusion. There's no need to jump to conclusions, but in order to buy time for you to really feel that this world is worth saving, you have to let this world survive for a while longer. ”

Yanzhu nodded several times in her arms, and she could be heard sniffing.

Rentaro stroked her back and made her cry for a while.

Although I wanted to hold on forever, the remaining work was piling up, and the time for the start of the battle was advancing by the minute.

Rentaro, who looked at the time around the time, asked, "You're leaving, are you ready?"

Yanzhu showed her eyes that were crying red like rabbits, and twitched her nose and nodded vigorously at him.

"Good. ”

He placed his palm on Yanzhu's head and got up as he stroked it.

"Then it's almost time to go back. Everyone must be worried about you. ”

Yanzhu wiped the corners of her eyes hard, barely squeezed a smile on her face, and looked up at Rentaro in a sobbing and trembling voice:

"The concubine body knows, the concubine body will save this world as Rentaro said, and then see if they are worth saving!"

"Ah, that's right. In order to...... Save!"

Yanzhu burst into tears and laughed, and the two high-fived vigorously, like players cheering each other on before going on the field.

The two held hands and walked back slowly, and Yanzhu worshipped:

"Rentaro is only six years old from others, but he is so mature that he seems to know everything. ”

Rentaro smiled dumbly:

"I just want to be mature in front of you, that's why I do that. It's not a matter of age. Do you know what I'm fighting for?"

Yanzhu thought for a moment, but still shook her head.

Instead of continuing to speak, Rentaro turned his head to look into the distance, which was exactly the direction of Tokyo Ward.

――The reason why I want to continue to live in this corrupt world is because of you, Yeonzhu.

――

"There shouldn't be a problem with the two of them, right?"

Mikasa's crisp voice came, and Yu Feibai, who was facing his left hand in a daze, couldn't help but raise his head.

"Take care of your own grilled chicken wings, don't worry so much, you can solve this little thing. ”

Mikasa stuck out her tongue shyly, and after a while, she coated the grilled chicken wings with seasoning and handed them over slowly:

"Well, thank you before...... Distract the enemy from saving me. ”

Obviously, thank-you is a very difficult thing for Mikasa, and this is a great test just now.

Yu Feibai's eyes widened: "You just sent a pair of chicken wings to save your life?"

"That'...... What else do you want to do?" Mikasa was annoyed and angry, and suddenly became angry.

"Tomorrow's training will be doubled, five hundred icicles will be summoned, and the practice of Tiantong's sword drawing technique will be increased by one thousand. ”

Yufei's white face was expressionless, and Mikasa covered his face exaggeratedly:

"Oh?!don't!"

Yu Feibai smiled and stood with his hands in his hands.

"If there's tomorrow. ”

"Huh?"

Mikasa was stunned for a moment, thinking that Hahihiro was talking about whether he could survive this battle, and at first he thought about how he suddenly became so unconfident, but after thinking about it, he realized that he was talking about the other side.

If nothing else, tomorrow, I shouldn't be here.

After a week of learning knife drawing with Mu Geng, it's almost time to finish.

Mikasa thought about it and immediately clapped his hands and ran:

"Then I'll go and say goodbye to Sister Mugen first. ”

"Go ahead, go ahead, remember not to show your stuff. ”

Yu Feibai took a bite of the girl's roasted chicken wings, paused, and burst into tears.

"Looks like I didn't have a chance to see you again before I left. ”

Yu Feibai muttered to himself and whispered something of unknown significance.

A strange black smoke came from his left arm, and a cold female voice came out:

"The master doesn't need to care, and Haruko-sama doesn't care about that, so she would be relieved to know that you still think of her. ”

This voice was ethereal, with a bit of an eerie ghostly aura, but others couldn't hear it at all, it was the Shikin on Yu Feibai's left arm - [Crow Feather].

"Hey, that's right. ”

Yu Feibai stood up freely, the wind blowing his robe in the sky, his eyes were as sharp as a sword blade, and he stared straight into the distance.

"Tell Tina Sprunte that she is in charge of all the ground-to-air weapons in the hunting festival. ”

"Yes!" the two policemen, who were quite important in the hunting festival, immediately conveyed the order to the rear.

Yu Feibai's eyes were full of bonfires, a trace of blood in the palm of his left hand was cracked, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

“...... Albedean ...... Five!"