Sakura's wings were once again covered in twisted sin, and Yuko, who was kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped tightly, curled up as much as she could, her body lit by the flames looking so weak and helpless.

Looking at his friend who was being swallowed by the flames from afar, Yakumo Ziqiang took a step forward with his scarred body and tried to get closer to the other party.

"Purple ......" Slowly, Yuko raised her head and let out a heartbreaking call for Murasaki.

"Wait, Yuko, let's get over here." Purple replied in an incomparably gentle voice.

"Then you have to hurry up, Purple, I seem to be ...... It's a little bit of a no-no. Yuuko reluctantly pulled herself up, and the smile on her lips looked so pale.

"Yuko......"

The pain that seemed to be torn apart made Yakumo Zi ignore all the dangers in front of her, and she stepped over the flame barrier to Yuko's side, holding her friend's cheek, the godless right pupil rendered in purple seemed to tell some irreparable truth.

I'm afraid that before Yuko's life is consumed by these flames, her consciousness will be devoured by the Westward Demon first!

"Already, to the limit." Yuko buried her head in Purple's arms, her muffled voice trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, there must be a way," Purple comforted Yuko, or comforted herself: "That's right, there must be a way." ”

"If only we could make it through the arrival of spring, we haven't been to see the cherry blossoms together." Yuuko lay quietly in Purple's arms, and her arms, which were already as black as dead wood, actually began to heal.

Contrary to the state of her body, Yuko's own spirit seems to be even more emaciated.

Her breathing became lighter and lighter, and it looked like she was going to sleep, but the constant breath in her body was taking the truth in another direction.

"What stupid things are you talking about, Yuko, didn't we make an appointment?" With his hands around Yuko, Purple rested her chin on her cherry-colored hair, unwilling to part for a moment.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I look like I'm going to break the agreement." The six wings behind Yuuko began to open uncontrollably, as if something was being born.

"We're going to be angry, Yuko, it's the worst to break the agreement or something." couldn't help but reddened his eyes, and Zi's voice seemed a little unnatural.

"Hehehe, I'm sorry, Purple, it's the last time, can you forgive me?" Yuko stuck out her tongue, and the last of her strength was actually used to be coquettish, and I'm afraid no one would do that.

"Shut up, you idiot!" As if fearing that she would lose it, Murasaki hugged Yuuko tightly in her arms, indifferent even if the wings behind the other party had begun to exude a dangerous aura.

"I'm actually most afraid of pain......"

The hand holding the sleeve is loosening little by little, Yuko reluctantly leaves from Yakumo Purple's arms, looking at each other, she stares at her friend's red eyes, and the corners of her mouth grinning helplessly: "It hurts, Purple, my body is being eroded by strange things, it hurts......"

"Yuko!"

"So, uh-"

The raised smile was Yuko's last strength, and feeling the comforting warmth coming from her friend, she spoke: "Please take this as my last willfulness, Murasaki, kill me......"

“！！”

Yakumo's pupils shrank to the size of a pin's eye with Yuko's words, and after a brief moment of consternation, she flatly refused, "No! There must be something else! Believe in Yuko! We'll save you! ”

"I trust you, Purple, but—we don't have time." Although Yuko smiled, the smile that had lost its color was more miserable than crying in Yakumo's eyes.

"Don't say stupid things! Yuko! ”

A smile slowly appeared on Yakumo Zi's face, which was a confident smile that Yuko had seen countless times: "We will definitely save you, no matter how many years, decades, even if it is hundreds or thousands of years, as long as we are alive, we will definitely save you!" ”

"That's why I said, we don't have time......"

"Impossible!"

Yakumo Zi interrupted Yuko's words, cupped her cheek and said seriously: "Yuko, don't worry, although you may be devoured by the Westward Demon temporarily, but it doesn't matter, we will definitely save you, so you must not give up, absolutely, absolutely persevere...... ”

"You're wrong, Purple, it's not the Westward Demon who devoured me."

Although there was still a fear of death in her smile, and the constant trembling represented Yuko's uneasy heart, her eyes still chose to be firm in her beliefs.

"It's not for someone, it's for us, for our future, for everyone's future, so what, Purple, don't be willful......."

"You're the wayward person, right, Yuko!"

Yakumo's almost hysterical roar made Yuko stop talking, only to see that the eyes that were once full of calm were now flooded with a desperate frenzy.

"For us, you are the future," Yakumo lowered her head and let out a low sorrowful cry in her hoarse throat: "Without your future, it doesn't mean anything to us......"

Yuko's tears finally flowed down her cheeks without a fight, and she said helplessly, "...... Purple, this is for everyone, have you forgotten? Together, we made a pact to build a world where everyone could laugh. ”

"Then let's all go to hell—"

Yakumo Zi gently wiped away Yuko's tears and calmly said the terrifying words: "If we have to choose between you and the world, we would rather let this world be destroyed." ”

"That's not going to work."

Listening to Purple's crazy words, Yuko not only didn't get angry, but broke into a smile, and the corners of her mouth raised a happy smile: "Who is the willful, Purple." ”

Yakumo Purple just wanted to speak, but found Yuko make a strange movement, only to see that she suddenly took a deep breath and leaned back with what little strength she had left, and then her head was getting closer and closer to herself......

Boom!

"Hurt ......"

Yuuko's head hit Yakumo's head impartially, which made her unconsciously cry out in pain, "What are you doing...... Huh? ”

The unexpected head mallet made Yakumo Purple relax her vigilance, and when her hands left Yuko, she realized that the other party had already held a red long sword in her arms at some point.

The sword exudes an ominous aura that is the same as the wings on Yuko's back.

"Forgive me, Purple."

"What are you going to do, ......"

The words came to an abrupt end, Yakumo Zi believed that Yuko would never hurt her, so she never guarded against Yuko, but it was this special trust that gave Yuko a great opportunity.

Two red red lines inadvertently wrapped around Yakumo Zi's body, and the long sword in Yuko's hand emitted a dazzling red light at this moment, Yakumo Zi's consciousness gradually fell into a mysterious confusion, and an ancient and mysterious chant sounded in his ears-

"May your soul sink into the world of love and receive eternal happiness in exchange...... No—"

Yuko interrupted the chanting to herself, and Yakumo Murasaki's consciousness regained clarity again, only to see Yuko looking at herself with a smile and a prayer, "Purple, may your soul be able to live freely in a happy world forever, this is only temporary, temporary help, so now, please respond to my request-"

Leaving her best smile to her best friend, bathed in the rain of cherry blossoms, Yuko wrote the bond between the two beyond friendship in the residual temperature of her gaze, and picked up the long sword in her hand, and for a moment, these ominous red lights turned into a rainbow of blessings, until the hammer of the nightmare smashed it all—

"Please, Purple, kill me."

"Ghost ...... Sub ......"

It was not a result of one's own will, nor was it a conclusion reached after thinking about it, but by directly modifying the final result, and then reversing the process, and then inscribed directly on the soul.

"What's going on......?!"

An indescribable sense of oppression enveloped her body, and Yakumo only felt a force that was beyond her comprehension descending on her body.

Bundles of red rays seemed to bind her whole body like chains, disintegrating her resistance little by little, and even the will to resist was gradually erased.

The demonic power was mobilized uncontrollably, and an uncontrolled force flowed through the fingertips, and Yakumo Zi's body aimed it at Yuko in front of him without authorization.

"Stop, stop.....!"

Realizing what was about to happen, Yakumo suddenly felt a deep fear in her heart, not for her uncontrollable body, but for the fact that she was going to hurt Yuko.

Hurt her best friend.

"Please, that's all there is to it, never-"

Yakumo Zi looked at Yuko with pleading eyes, only to see that the other party had already let go of all her defenses and was waiting for the upcoming fate, which made her feel even more desperate.

What makes her even more desperate is that it is not only her body that is being manipulated, but even her own mind and will are being rewritten little by little, and in the face of all this, she can do nothing but be played with by it like a marionette.

The attachment to Yuko, the feelings for Yuko, and the firmness of not willing to give up Yuko even if he gave up the whole world, were destroyed and shattered in the face of this force.

Leaving only the irrepressible sadness in the corners of her eyes faintly telling of the once ridiculous and useless efforts, finally, Yakumo Murasaki's raised hand stopped trembling and stabbed at Yuko's heart with unmistakable accuracy.

"Stop...... Stop, ahh ”

With Yakumo Murasaki's collapse crying, Yuko can no longer convey the apologies-

"I'm sorry, Purple, please forgive me for being willful this time, after all, this is also ...... For the last time. ”