Twenty-Five: Shadow Fall (49)

[This world, as far as the eye can see, is full of people......]

[So small.] 】

[Sad. 】

"I hate ...... These things. ”

"It's like I never told you."

"Please be self-aware."

Someone said three words in one breath.

These three sentences made the flowers scatter on the ground, and the man who sent it accompanied the smiling face, which happened to be seen by her.

She stood slowly, in front of the man, looking at his face, with a sudden sense of enlightenment, hiding a slight smile with the brilliance of the neon light, and then moved away from him again.

There shouldn't be children chasing and fighting, but they still show up at 1510.

They ran up and around her, playing the whole world with a lot of noise.

There were also passers-by in a hurry, either carrying briefcases, holding items they had just purchased, or playing with their phones with their heads down.

The roar of the vehicles mingled with the honking of the whistle, and it mingled with the loud music of the roadside market.

"I don't understand, in such a world, what is worth keeping......" A black cat stood on her shoulder, revealing red canine teeth: "Necessary-"

"What if, this is the world we are about to live in? No magic, no psychics, no messy troubles, just ...... Calm down the various predicaments of life. Heh......"

She laughed, not because something had happened that deserved to make her laugh out loud, but because she suddenly realized that everything she had said was, on the contrary, the root of boredom.

"Where did Junichi Tachibana go with that little painter?"

She asked for answers she already knew.

She seemed to be confirming, but there was a casual tone of indifference.

"[Third Age], belongs to her, Doomsday."

"She's really good at tossing...... For a ...... Ordinary human ...... It's terrible to do such a thing...... Her personality ......"

There are a lot of things to say.,There are a lot of words that I want to express to Tachibana Junichi to hear.,But because Tachibana Junichi wasn't around.,The momentum of wanting to complain and share disappeared in an instant.。

"It's really like hers...... Not at all. ”

"It's incredible that she's in love with that little painter, and I don't think the Scourge demons have feelings for humans...... After all......"

The black cat paused, and glanced at its owner, the inexplicable pleasure on her face, and it didn't know for a moment how to guess what she was thinking.

"Ah~ Doesn't this make it more interesting? The demons of natural disasters, and humans, no matter how you think, are all characters that people can't think of together......"

"It's going to be fun if there's more chaos...... Otherwise, it will be like this world, boring. ”

She looked at the sky, a bright moon followed like a shadow, the moon fell, there will be a sun, such a dark world, really fed up.

"But the only variable now is the little painter...... Why does he have the qualifications for reincarnation...... I was amazed......"

"Human beings always fantasize about living a lifetime and changing the so-called ethereal fate......"

"Hmph~Self-deception~"

Her voice went low with what she called surprise.

"Aren't all of them [there]?"

"Maybe he's not from the royal family?"

The cat looked at the pedestrians around her, looking at their dead faces, the neon lights shining, and they looked so out of place.

A staggered light and shadow spread its majestic figure on the ground, and its huge shadow was like a mountain covering the entire neon-lit building.

"Who knows...... Maybe he's just a little special by nature. After all, it is the person who is favored by the demon of natural disasters, and it is indeed unreasonable to say that there is no special word. ”

The black cat's eyes shimmered with a different kind of blue and yellow beam.

"Isn't it?"

That's true, but I always think that there are still so-called changes in the world. I won't think about anything anymore......"

She paused, always speaking her mind, which was not a good habit.

Sometimes, is that the case? I suddenly want to share my thoughts, even when I am alone, I have to talk endlessly, but when I really want to say it, I lose the motivation to continue because of the madness of talking to myself without an appreciator.

The costumed people attended the stage, but because there was no audience to speak to, they were disappointed and wanted to destroy it......

Moon, could it be such an audience?

Anytime and anywhere, as long as it is there, as long as the sun is not in the sky, it will be forever and ever......

"Wake up...... Wake up...... Congratulations! Congratulations! ”

A pair of petite hands shook Gong Xin, and the sand and dust swept everything here, only the bright moon hung high, covering the entire desert with a layer of extremely beautiful frost and snow.

"Wake up! Congratulations! ”

She shook Gongxin vigorously until Gongxin really woke up.

"Tachibana...... Junichi ......"

He was skinny, and his body was inevitably a little unhealthy, and after losing his sister, his self-abandonment made his health deteriorate, and even now he was not empty, and as soon as the wind and sand blew, he coughed violently.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......"

"Gongxin, are you alright......?"

Junichi Tachibana helped Kyoshin smooth his back, but he wasn't choking at all, his back had nothing to do with his cough, but he was holding on to a better look, making his lips paler.

"You let go of me......" He shook off Junichi Tachibana's hand, Junichi Tachibana felt the pain in his arm in surprise, and the young man in her arms staggered to his feet.

He looked at everything in the yellow sand, not thinking about what this place was, not thinking about why he was here, just thinking about staying away, away from this ......

"You ...... Demonic ......"

"Kill! I don't see Yue! Demon! ”

He spoke clearly, in the middle of the yellow sand! Tell her these vicious words.

She had knelt in the yellow sand, with his head resting on her thigh, so that he would feel better, but now, like a person who had lost her most precious thing, she looked at the figure that was gradually moving away from her with fear.

Gong Xin......

Without saying a word, watch the yellow sand sweep and the frost and snow are long.

"No...... No...... Demon...... Leave me...... Leave me! Far away! ”

He walked weakly, and his voice became a weak trill.

He walked too slowly, and had to be stopped by the wind and sand, and fell into the wind and sand.

He was like a fat snake in the desert, after falling, he tumbled in the sand dunes, tumbling down layer by layer, so weak that he could only lie on his back in the trough of the sand dunes, silent, closed his eyes, and waited, he should have had the death a long time ago......

Little Painter ......

She watched him roll feebly......

Watch him fall......

Look at him and yell the most vicious words at her......

But he is, the one who wears a smile every day,

Little Painter.

In such a distant past,

What an intoxicating night......

So charming eyes......