In the empty haunted house, a ghoul lying on the ground dispersed with the wind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She was like a collection of dust, drifting into the air, on the ground.

Each fragment of her seemed to contain life, burrowing into the floor, walls, and even roofs of the room like worms.

After she dissipated, gray points of light appeared in the original position, and the points of light seemed to be attracted, merging into Makoto's body.

It was a slightly faint phantom.

His figure is becoming more and more real, although it is no better than it was at the beginning until the end, but it is no longer transparent.

And all of this is clearly seen only by Titlet, a special being.

She sighed a little, feeling that Makoto's luck was still good, and she was able to come back to life before she was basically eaten.

Although it is still to be seen whether the ghost has been resurrected.

And who is this ghoul? Is it a haunted house, is it a little girl? or something else?

However, thinking about this obviously can't touch Makoto's desire to explore the story, because he obviously can't know what happened before he woke up.

Elena lay on her side, but only her armor was a little dim.

Perhaps, in terms of luck, she is obviously better than Cheng.

She moved before Makoto.

The helmet detached from her head, revealing her chewed betel nut slag face that Makoto had complained about countless times.

Her eyes were closed, and she clearly didn't look awake.

The helmet rolled on the ground a few times, as if an invisible hand was moving.

Immediately after, the hand armor on Elena's armor shook slightly.

Then there is the skirt armor.

Then there's the black armor all over the body.

The entire set of black armor was like little Robert's clothes, separated from Elena's body and reassembled into a set next to it.

If Makoto is awake, he may complain: I will make the head, I will make the chest, I will make the crotch and so on.

But now only Tidlet watched indifferently and did not express an opinion.

Elena has her outer shell removed, but she has her clothes inside.

It's not that matching underwear, it's a complete white robe, and I don't know how it was stuffed in the first place.

Of course, the once white robes had turned completely dark yellow, and had worn a lot.

Thankfully, the clothes covered the dehydrated body even worse.

I don't know if she reached A at this time, or if she had it before she died.

When the black armor was put together, it was as if Elena was still in it.

A pair of blue flames flashed in it, a new kind of eyes, different from the original Elena's eyes.

For the first time, the Ghost Armor, Elena's half-body, appeared in its entirety.

Makoto will probably fall in love with those empty flaming eyes.

After all, he is not a human being, he can like it unscrupulously.

To be honest, Makoto, who has maintained a complete memory, is strange to Elena's senses.

He doesn't like Elena's identity as a dried corpse, but at the same time he cares about his friend.

The reason for this is probably that the armor hides the secret that Elena is most reluctant to let people know, but at the same time, it also blocks Makoto's disgust with bad things.

An armor that has been endowed with a female personality.,For the distorted existence of Makoto.,It's probably at the level of a beauty.。

Spectre armor approached Elena, and she reached out for her hand, as if to touch the skin of her flesh.

But in the end, she didn't dare.

Through her clothes, she put her flesh on her back and turned around to pick up Makoto.

In the way of a princess hug.

Thankfully, Makoto hadn't woken up yet, and he might need a physical version of Elena's affectionate call.

It's a pity that the physical version of Elena didn't wake up either.

The eyes of the ghost armor also inherited the abilities of the physical body, and could clearly see the energy flow of the entire haunted house, and even the flow of soul fragments.

Everything around them is exactly as if they had never been in a fantasy.

I'm afraid it's just the sincerity that has always been calm, and I'm afraid of the fart and urine in the face of this situation.

The enemies that Makoto kills in the illusion don't seem to have that much impact on reality.

The ghost armor obviously didn't have the habit of inquiry, but the picture in his eyes was even more terrifying than facing three hundred muscular men.

"Don't worry, the other party is killed by Cheng, and it will be harmless in the short term. ”

Ghost Armor glanced at Makoto's body.

But she didn't say anything, and walked out of the house with herself and Makoto firmly.

On the table in the middle of the second floor, the plates are still the same, the fruit is still the same, and even exudes a faint fruity aroma.

Spectre Armor chose to ignore it, she wasn't interested in any change in it.

Staircase.

Spectre Armor paused, as she saw a fleeting figure out of the corner of her eye.

He didn't attack, so the Spectre Armor set off again.

Four steps later, she heard something rolling downstairs, but the thing could only catch a glimpse of shadow, always at the very edge of sight.

The ghost armor didn't speed up, didn't slow down, and just made it to the first floor.

She glanced in the direction of the studio, then walked out like someone who was fine.

She saw something in the shadows of the kitchen, like a phantom of a person, but it wasn't real.

At the door, the withered plant that should have been taken out by Elena had completely returned to its place at this time.

However, the ghost armor did not have any doubts, stepping on the dead leaves that had drifted into the house, and pushed open the broken door.

The moment she left, she suddenly felt five different breaths appear behind her.

They were so close that it gave her the feeling of being completely attached to herself.

It's a naked ******, you know, the ghost armor is undressed.

But once again, they were gorgeously ignored by the Spectre Armor.

She took a few steps forward.

It was as if the shackles had been broken, and in just a few steps, her body, which was basically free of emotional fluctuations, actually felt comfortable.

For the first time, she turned to look back and once again imprinted the house that was suspected of being encroached upon by fallen leaves.

The house was as peaceful and elegant as she had arrived with Makoto.

It's a good house, and whoever sees the scenery in front of them will definitely think it's a good house.

It's a pity that the house already has an owner, and a terrible host, maybe even a horrible bunch of hosts.

A fallen leaf fell on Makoto's body, and she looked at it in a daze for a long time, and finally didn't deal with it.

She just hugged Makoto, carrying her body on her back, and quietly looked at the house, as if she was waiting for something.

Tiddelit said, "Let's go, if you don't fall into the illusion you weave, it will hardly hurt you." ”

After a while, she sighed, "If you have any complaints, wait until he wakes up." ”