【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The girl compiled a report on the research results of crystallized marrow.

Indeed, the closer to the crystallized marrow that is the source of pollution, the greater the influence of evil spirits, but——

The crystallized marrow used in the heart of the furnace had high or low levels of evil spirits, which caused the girl's thoughts to become confused for a moment.

Doesn't the problem lie in the crystallized marrow?

So the girl visited a very experienced miner.

"Is it there? Sometimes when the demand is high, we will go in to collect the crystallized marrow. Apart from a little suffering when collecting it, there are no other problems."

——It’s really no problem.

The girl rubbed the bridge of her nose.

It shouldn’t be, since Escher is Dotore——!

Is he planning to take action?

The girl took a deep breath and the more she thought about it, the more likely this guess was. In addition, she met him near the heart of the furnace that day, and the girl felt a chill down her spine.

Ever since the wanderer reminded her that day, she would try to avoid Escher as much as possible——

Although you can't always escape.

The girl walked into the school with the textbooks and saw an unshakable figure in a corner of the classroom.

In the past, this figure was the Enchanter; now, this figure is Escher.

No matter which class he is in, A, B, C or D, he is so unstoppable.

The ghost lingers.

He seemed completely unaware of the girl's dislike of him. When the girl looked at him, he smiled and nodded.

......

The girl opened the book, visually checked the number of people out of habit, and frowned:

"Where's Murakami?"

"He seems to be sick. I haven't seen him for two days."

Are you that seriously ill?

Then go see him after class.

Murakami is a worker who burns the heart of the furnace. He is not the strongest one, but anyone who sees him will praise him as "a good boy."

Such was the Murakami Quintessence that the girl was startled as soon as she entered the door.

Thin, gray, and broken. It seems that all the antonyms of vitality can be applied to him.

It seems that he is no longer Murakami, but a body controlled by disease.

——The evil spirit.

It's the evil spirit.

Just under her nose—

She couldn't even say "sorry" to Murakami because she wasn't even sure whether he could hear her.

It seems——

It’s necessary to look up Escher——

Early that morning, Niyu knocked on the girl's door, and the girl rubbed her eyes and opened the door.

I saw that Niwa's face was very strange, as if there was some suppressed joy, but he also had worries that came from unknown sources:

"Miss Zhouyou, maybe you can recall it again - maybe you have already remembered it?"

"what?"

The girl had just woken up. Lack of sleep made her head a little groggy. For a moment, she didn't understand what Niwa was saying.

Oh, are you talking about her amnesia?

She has stayed here for a long time, and few people will mention her amnesia. She lives a harmonious life as if she was a resident here.

"Mr. Escher told me that he knows you. You are a specialist in a confidential project at his institute and you have been missing for a long time."

"So, when he first met you, he didn't even dare to recognize you."

"real name."

The girl shook her hands:

"Since he knows me, let him tell me my real name."

"...Sohere."

The girl's expression was stunned for a moment, which convinced Niyu that the girl did know the name.

"...If possible, I still want to call you 'Zhouyou'."

"Mr. Escher said he wanted to meet you."

Niwa also felt that this request was a bit out of bounds, but in the story Escher told him last night, the girl and him were a pair who had just experienced a dispute before they separated... uh... ..

Not a lover, but someone who transcends friendship.

He can even tell the girl that her research topic is "the evil spirit".

His original words were——

"Mr. Niwa, you should be aware that the 'Shen God' is a thing left by the Demon God after all. It is not safe, so I have always disagreed with her taking risks. This is where our differences come from."

Niwa had no emotional experience, but Escher's attitude made him feel strange.

It was clear that he was very affectionate, but I always felt that he was very empty.

"Okay, but can I ask you to be there?"

If someone is around - even Datorei will restrain himself a little, right?

Although Dotore is crazy, he will still make himself suffer and pretend to be a normal person before his goal is achieved.

Maybe.

Maybe......

Still trust him too much.

As soon as Niyu entered the room, he fell to the ground inexplicably. Only then did the girl belatedly smell the strange smell of potion in the air, but she had no intention of fainting.

The girl looked at Escher, who was resting, and then at Niwa, who was lying on the ground.

Otherwise - what if she faints too?

"If you are thinking about pretending to be faint, you have already missed the best opportunity."

Escher's figure twisted in front of the girl, like a string of garbled codes that suddenly flashed on the electronic screen, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into the appearance of Dotore.

"Let me introduce you again. My name is Dotore, also known as -"

Probably due to the need for cross-dressing, Dotore did not wear a mask on his face, and his seemingly harmless red eyes narrowed, as if he had built a cage with his eyes, trying to trap the girl in it:

"Zandik."

The crimson tongue grinning at the corner of his mouth is hidden behind the gleaming fangs, which makes people inexplicably think of the giant python waiting for an opportunity in the rain forest, with a slimy and cunning sense of power.

"As a courtesy, why don't you introduce yourself again?"

"Let me think about it, Miss Zhouyou, or Miss Sohelei——"

Dotore crossed his chest and let out a sneer:

"I guess these are not your real names - not even this body belongs to you, right?"

Dotore approached the girl and poked the girl's left breast without any sense of propriety:

"The medicine doesn't work on you, and your heartbeat is very weak -"

Dotore raised his eyes, revealing most of the whites of his eyes:

"You picked up a corpse? It's not as good as before. At least you can grab it with a living person."

The girl frowned and slapped Datore's hand away, then took a small step back:

"Someone was sick yesterday - but I guess he wasn't the only one."

"What did you do?"

"Ah~ it's very hurtful, young lady," Dotore stared into the girl's eyes, "I came to you to reminisce about old times, and you actually came up and questioned me?"

The girl rolled her eyes - I don't know when she developed this bad habit - but this action did not annoy Dotore, but made Dotore's mouth curl even more.

"Mr. Dottore—I don't think we have anything to rekindle."

"Or do you want to kill me again?"