Keisuke Aoi and Chizuru Shiraishi return to the hotel, and Keisuke Aoi returns the umbrella to the front desk.

Because of the appearance of Weeko, Shiraishi returned a little silent, still immersed in the atmosphere of seeing Weeko.

Keisuke Aoi patted her on the head and told her to rest early.

There is a high probability that Shiraishi will dream at night because of spirituality, but from the perspective of the occult, it can be regarded as a good thing.

"Good night."

"Well, good night."

Shiraishi said this, but his hand involuntarily grabbed the corner of Aoi Keisuke's clothes.

"Don't want to go back?"

"Ah...... Yes? ”

Shiraishi Chizuru suddenly came back to his senses when he heard this, and his hand immediately retracted as if it was burned.

"Think...... What do you think! She blushed and shouted, "I'm back in my room!" ”

Keisuke Aoi stood in place, watching her run away, no matter how much she looked at it, Shiraishi looked a little weak.

Maybe I should be more direct next time?

He returned to his room alone, and the rainy downtown area of Yuzawa seemed very cool, and it seemed that it was okay to do without the air conditioner.

He dragged a chair, sat down by the window, and began to interrogate Yuki about Cryko in more detail.

Yuki came out to play crazy for many days, and now he has been arrested, so naturally he is honest.

It had planned to stay by their side when it had met Shiraishi - it felt that when its master came to look for it, it would praise its abilities.

But in the afternoon, it sensed a hint of unusual spirituality in the sewers, and couldn't resist its curiosity and sneaked its way there.

Last night, Keisuke Aoi and their accidental rain triggered by them, the spirituality was strong, and it gathered in the sewers, and it was unexpectedly stranded until daytime, and it was only because of this that it was discovered by the kittens.

At the end, Yuki intersects with Cryko through spirituality, and when Yuzawa starts to rain again, Cryko appears directly by its side.

Yuki meows again and describes the scene when Cryko appears, as if she had suddenly disappeared in front of Keisuke Aoi.

But how did such a huge spirituality appear and disappear out of thin air?

Even if Hanako No. 1 comes and goes without a trace, there is a trace to follow after all, but the cry really "snapped" and disappeared.

Keisuke Ao's claim that he wasn't curious was a lie—because he was now researching how to transmit the Hanako sisters' spirituality without loss.

If you can study and understand it, you may be able to complete the development of the technique in one fell swoop.

Trying to simulate the disappearance of the wee, Keisuke Aoi lay back on the bed and gradually fell asleep.

A moment later, in his sleep, he opened his eyes.

"Huh?"

I don't know if Shiraishi was affected by the spirit, anyway, he entered the illusion first.

However, it is rare to be able to step into a secret place, and Aoi Keisuke did not immediately use his spirit to dispel this sleep, but looked at his surroundings.

At this time, he appeared in a dark and dense forest, surrounded by obscure and cold spiritual surges, sprinkling a turquoise glow.

Overhead, a very full full moon hung alone, and the moon was pitch black all around, and there was not half a star in sight.

The entire sky looks distorted like a black curtain, with only a high-powered light bulb embedded in it.

If you look closely, you can see that the surrounding trees are also sewn from rags.

The shattered and distorted world presented to Keisuke Aoi, and he couldn't tell for a moment whether it was because of the influence of the dream, or if the place was so withered.

The forest was silent, there was no living thing, only curses diffused.

Aokeisuke stepped forward, and the curse wrapped around him, falling on him without any resistance.

"Are you born sinful?

Is it predestined to die? ”

A whisper rang in his ear, the confusion and pain in his tone condensed into a curse that covered the entire forest, wanting to assimilate Keisuke Aoi into a part of the place.

"Life and death in order."

Keisuke Aoi stepped forward, his face as usual, and his faint voice seemed to penetrate the curse and hit the deepest part of the dream.

"There is a lot of guilt."

He withstood all the curses and calmly walked into the depths.

In the darkness, the roars of evil spirits sounded one after another, but there was no trace of them daring to appear in front of Aoi Keisuke.

The Demon King walked all the way to a large dark lake, and in the middle of the lake there was a small island that could only be used as a foothold.

Weeko's small body shrunk in the middle of the dark lake, her hands clasped around her knees, and a huge white lonely figure stood on her small shoulders.

The whole body is white and flawless, as if it is the only purity left in this dark world.

She wept expressionlessly, and the transparent tears that fell melted into the black soil, and gradually became inky.

"Cry!"

Keisuke Aoi calls her name on the shore of the lake.

“……”

His voice echoed over and over the empty lake, drawing hostility from the entire forest, as if it were a name that would never be allowed to be mentioned.

"Die!"

The curse rose into the sky, turning into a huge black wave that swept through the entire forest, and swept towards Aokeisuke.

Aokeisuke saw Cryko raise his head and open his mouth to say something to him.

But because of the roar of the waves, it was impossible to hear her last words.

But the last smile on the sage was so pure that it touched his dreams.

"It's noisy."

He looked impatient, annoyed by the curse, and the dream immediately responded to Keisuke Aoi's anger.

He stretched out his hand and grasped it, and an incomparably wide heavy sword appeared out of thin air.

Immediately after that, the crimson flames burst into flames, and the curse that bound Keisuke's footsteps was immediately burned into nothingness along the blade of the sword.

Aoi Keisuke then smirked, his will once again affected the dream, and the blade of the heavy sword in his hand immediately grew countless hideous fangs, with greed and blood that gnawed at everything.

"Cut off all the curses that are not permissible, and burn out all the rebellion of disobedience."

In his dreams, even the gods could only bow down, and how dare they try to use such an illusion to crush his mind with such an illusion?

The more the curse bluffed, the more powerful the attack he had to crush it!

The flames raged, engulfing all the dead trees.

The heavy sword in Aokeisuke's hand continued to grow, and in the blink of an eye, it overshadowed the height of the wave, and even the wielder became small.

But being small doesn't mean being weak, Aoi Keisuke swung his sword blade violently, and countless fangs seemed to open their bloody mouths, and with his movements, they instantly roared wildly and pierced into the pitch-black wave.

Flames suddenly swept through the forest, and the wave of curses was split in half in an instant with a sharp and piercing sound!

The dream cracked, and the curse wailed and died.

Keisuke Aoi let go of the hilt of his sword and strode forward, walking on the dark water to the front of the weeko.

The flames that swept through the forest and the waves that obscured the sky seemed to be cut off by the white umbrella in her hand, and the girl still sat quietly on the only island, her face so calm that it looked wooden.

Keisuke Aoi reached out to hold the edge of the paper umbrella and lifted it little by little, only to stop until Cryko raised his head to look at him again.

"I didn't hear what you just said, please say it again."

Weezi stared at him blankly, did not speak, but suddenly laughed again.

Some people died, but not completely......