Infinite Dimensional Conquest

Only Junyue Mirai, who had been silent just now, handed Sannomiya Sanye a glass of juice, showing a gentle smile.

"Huh? Thank you."

This girl is the correct style of painting.

...

"Suddenly holding this celebration and fireworks festival, do you want to know the reason?" Ichinose Guren said suddenly, and Hira Shinoya and Sannomiya Mitsuba also showed curiosity.

The human area has always been tense, depressed, sad, numb, and difficult.

"Emperor Ghost Army", the overall tone is to fight, become stronger, fight... Repeatedly, today I was suddenly told that it was a holiday, and there was a national celebration.

Never thought that the top executives would agree to this kind of activity.

Even if it was unexpected, he changed into a kimono that he hadn't worn for a long time and participated in it.

Tomorrow, you may die in battle, but today is always to be passed.

"It's been suppressed for too long, and it's a good thing to release it." Sannomiya Sanye took it for granted.

"Humanity needs hope!"

"When we are picking up the treasures that were once thrown away, it also means that we are moving forward." Ichinose Guren looked up at the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky with a complicated expression.

No matter how difficult the reality is, we should always give people some hope. Those who are alive must work hard together with the share of the dead.

"anything else?"

Tianchen said, this seems to be specially said to him.

"It's also for some'people' who are looking down on everything. The possibilities, hopes, and beliefs of mankind... The brilliant fireworks mean these!"

"Is that so?"

"It's a pity that'Hope' is gone."

Tianchen nodded, probably meaning he understood.

"It's ruining the atmosphere!"

As Hirayama said, she picked up the wine bottle and filled Tianchen with another glass.

"No kidding."

Restia looked up at the night sky and said meaningfully.

At the same time, the night became deeper.

"rain?"

Ichinose Guren was startled, and the rain fell mercilessly from the night sky.

"Black rain!"

Sannomiya Sanye touched her face, her hands were stained with black, and a burst of chill came to her heart.

"You did it?"

I don't know what I thought of, and looked at Tianchen.

"no--!"

"This is really a ruthless blow!"

Ichinose Guren sighed, since the person beside him said that he did not do it, it shouldn't be wrong.

With his understanding, if the people around him did it, he would definitely admit it with a smile, and then look at their jokes badly.

Looking at the scattered crowds, full of hope, they were directly showered all over, as if they were flooded with cold water, "God" seemed to not wait to see their behavior!

The lively celebration soon became depressed.

"Be careful!"

"The breath of curse, go back and avoid it as soon as possible. I can only invite you to drink another day." Ichinose Guren said to Tianchen while performing purification magic.

"it is good!"

"Take it."

"Remember me."

Tianchen took out an umbrella casually and handed it to Hiaki Xiaoya.

After saying this, the four of them disappeared from here. Although the curse didn't work on them, since the fireworks festival was interrupted, they lost their interest.

This rain also represents the harbinger of the beginning of the next ‘script’. Tomorrow, there will be changes.

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Hei Yu, pattering underground!

No one can give a definite answer for how long it will last and what subsequent impact will it have.

It is just a prelude!

This ‘festival’ was a complete failure~.

Not only did it not dispel the dark clouds that had been shrouded for eight years, but it cast a shadow over everyone's hearts. It didn't matter whether the rain was a coincidence or deliberate.

This moment may be heavier than any defeat in the war with all kinds of alien creatures in the past eight years.

...

After Tianchen left, the three of them were speechless for a long time.

Slowly, the kimono was dyed black, and there was a faint black air escaping, as just said, the breath of cursing, just cursing, they didn't care very much.

This black rain is more like a signal than a real disaster.

"Something else?"

Hira Shinoya looked at the umbrella and asked without raising her head.

"It's going to go."

"tomorrow!"