A man in a white lab coat walked through the door.

"There are guests? Is it Selti your friend? ”

After putting down the medical kit in his hand, Silla saw the stranger in the living room.

Celti stood up, her fingers fluttering, and typed out what Kyosuke Hojo had just said and handed it to Silla.

Then she looked at Silla expectantly, hoping to get affirmation and encouragement from him, after all, this was the person she cared about the most.

"Don't be kidding, Selti, you are you, how can you become a human if you are inhuman."

Who knew that after reading the words on the pad, Silla's face instantly became gloomy, and he directly denied it all.

"Just get my head back, and I can really blush and become a real human!"

I didn't see the expected scene of Silla sharing joy with her, and Celti hurriedly used two "real" in a row.

Silla didn't even change his slippers, so he strode over to Serti excitedly, and was so frightened that Serti retreated again and again.

"Selti, you are so beautiful and charming if you are not human, why do you want to be human? And even if you find the head, it's useless! ”

Oops, I missed it.

As soon as his face changed, Silla hurriedly ran out of the door.

Why would Silla know that even if I got my head back, it would be useless?

A large amount of black mist emerged from Celti's body, and then transformed into a spider web to block the doorway, stopping Silla.

"Silla, why did you run away?"

"Ah, it's nothing, just thinking that the scalpel was forgotten in the patient's stomach just now, and I have to hurry up and get it out for him."

Silla lifted the medical kit and tried to slip through the gap in the cobwebs.

"Silla, don't try to escape!"

Celti directly used the black mist to extend, tied Silla in the cobweb, and then handed the pad in front of him.

"What do you know about my head?"

Why am I not a mute? Silla hated himself for being sound at the moment.

"Your head and body aren't connected in the first place, so even if you get your head back, you still won't become human." Silla was in pain, but he also knew that he couldn't escape.

"Why do you know!"

Selti didn't expect that the clue to the head he was searching for day and night was actually by his side all along.

"Your head was stolen by my father, who used the Demon Sword Sinsong to cut off your soul between your body and head." Silla said unlovely.

"How so!?"

This sentence was made up by Kyosuke Hojo himself, and he watched Celti retreat again and again, looking like he had been hit hard.

Judging from the fact that Selti shared her joy with the man named Silla as soon as she returned, she must have trusted and relied on this man very much.

"You've always known that?"

Maybe Silla only recently learned about it, and he's still trying to figure out how to get my head back from his father. Maybe he just wanted to surprise me and didn't tell me about it?

Tell me so, Silla!

"Of course, because I'm afraid you'll leave me when you find your head, I've never dared to tell you."

"That's why at that time I followed the breath of my head to the beach, and I met you and your father on the cruise ship bound for Ne......on, and it turned out that you were going back to Neon after stealing my head at that time"

Celti couldn't believe it, what she thought was the kind people who provided her with shelter, the people she trusted and loved, were actually ......

"I remember your father seemed to say something like, 'Once or again, if you let me dissect, I'll provide you with a place to stay.' Silla, who was only four years old at the time, also participated in the dissection of me, right? ”

Celti also seemed to think of what had happened, and her whole body began to tremble, and the black mist on her neck erupted.

Kyosuke Hojo was standing behind Serti, so he could clearly see what she was typing. Seeing this, I immediately got goosebumps all over my body, and then my body unconsciously felt a phantom pain. Awake state to be dissected? At what age do children participate in dissection? What kind of perverted father and son?

"Do you know how scared I was when I woke up and found that my head was gone!"

"Selti, I didn't know about it when I dissected you, and I only found out about it later." Silla tried to remedy.

"All the memories left in the body have become blurry, and I don't know how many memories are stored in the head, do you know this feeling?!"

"Do hundreds of years of memory have meaning? You're fine now. Silla closed his eyes and said bitterly, feeling like he was about to lose Selti.

"Hey, I can't listen to it anymore as an outsider, what is the meaning of hundreds of years of memory? Not to mention hundreds of years of memory, even if you lose more than 20 years of memory, can you accept it? ”

Kyosuke Hojo opened his mouth and said, he thought he was good enough to break blind, but he didn't expect that there was an even more unreasonable one here, and he denied the meaning of other people's lives for hundreds of years.

"You bastard, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and if it weren't for you, Selti wouldn't be like this, and I wouldn't have said anything. Bastard, I'm going to kill you! ”

Silla struggled frantically, though he knew he wouldn't be able to break free from the black fog of Selti no matter what.

"Enough, Silla! Did you know that I can't even remember my own face! ”

Just like the phantom pain in his body just now, Kyosuke Hojo felt as if his empathy ability had been super-strengthened when facing Selti.

Now he could clearly feel her despair, anger, and sadness from the words Selti typed. These emotions include the hopelessness of being powerless in the face of the fading of memories; There is sadness after trust is disappointed; There is anger that the meaning of one's existence is denied.

"Kyosuke, let's go for a ride together."

Retracting the pad, Celti waved his hand to shrink the cobweb, opened the door and walked out, then stood at the door and beckoned to Kyosuke Hojo.

"Oh, right away."

Kyosuke Hojo strode to the side of the sofa and picked up the wooden box containing the knife, and deliberately hit him in the stomach with the wooden box when he passed by Silla, this guy dared to scold him just now.

"Ahem, you bastard, come back to me! You're not allowed to hang out with Celti! Silla shouted.

"Serti!"

At this time, Kyosuke Hojo had already sat on Selti's motorcycle, and when he heard this, he turned around and grimaced at Silla. He is not usually so naïve, but in the face of such selfish perversion, he is happy to use such childish means. After all, it was really pleasant to watch Silla look so angry and helpless.

"Sit tight."

After Celti lifted the pad to Hojo Kyosuke to see, he used the black mist to conjure up several black lines to tie Hojo Kyosuke's waist and hers together.

（~.~）

This is probably the expression of Kyosuke Hojo, his arms tightly wrapped around the slender waist of Serti Yingying, and his body was "forced" to fit perfectly with Serti.

Although it is an inhuman existence, Selti's body perfectly matches all the fantasies of men, whether it is the touch or the smell, it is so reverie.

After the two got acquainted, Kyosuke Hojo noticed that the taste on Celti's body had changed.

Before, it was like fallen leaves, tombstones, full of ominous, rotten smell. Now it becomes like chocolate wrapped in gold leaf, which is tempting and has a sweet smell. Mysterious, you never know what flavor of chocolate is inside until you unpack it.

In the past, Selti pushed the motorcycle into the elevator and then took the elevator down together, after all, she lived here, so she should pay attention to concealment.

But now, it didn't matter, she wasn't sure if she would ever return to this place. She just wants to ride her car "Shuda" as fast as she can, and then go to the Tokyo Loop as Kyosuke Hojo said.

So......

"Boom!"

The pure black motorcycle "Xiuda" jumped on the ground, roared angrily, and jumped out by smashing the window of the corridor.

Kyosuke Hojo now knew why Celti tied him up, and the moment the motorcycle was about to fall, countless black mist spread out from Celti's body, forcibly pulling the motorcycle towards the wall, and then the motorcycle drove along the black road formed by the black mist on the wall all the way to the ground.

"How to get there?"

Ignoring the onlookers, Celti asked.

"Walk two kilometers along Theater Avenue and then turn straight onto Highway No. 5 Ikebukuro Line, where my men are right now."

Kyosuke Hojo said without thinking, Tomoji Katagiri had already told him the news before leaving, they would play here for a while now, and then go to the people in the headquarters to officially start tonight's rally.

As for himself Rocket 3, Kyosuke Hojo didn't mention it, is it comparable to Wen Xiang Nuanyu when he rides a bicycle by himself?