The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

No, no, no…

“Hmm…” Dazai covered his mouth, suppressing the taste of blood rising in his throat.

Frequently traveling through the chaotic space in a short period of time seemed to put a huge strain on his body.

“Dazai, stop looking.” Chuuya stopped Dazai who wanted to move forward.

How easy is it to find someone in such a chaotic space? And doesn't he know how big a world is?

Trying to find a specific person in several worlds is even more unrealistic than a fantasy.

"I found the pattern, the next one is..." This was definitely not Dazai being stubborn.

"Tsk." Chuuya angrily kicked away the monster that tried to launch a sneak attack.

He warned Dazai: "This is the last time. Even if it's not the last time, I will knock you out and take you back."

The space-time rift channel was right in front of me. After a moment of dizziness, the scene in front of me finally looked familiar.

Familiar layout, familiar furnishings, except that there was no one there, it was almost no different from the usual world.

Dazai found the special rest room of the cafe with ease. According to Yaken and the others, the door was there.

However, due to the chaotic space, the positioning may be misplaced.

There are no tall buildings behind the gate, and it looks like a very ordinary small town.

The shops on the street are still open, and various sundries are scattered on the roadside. Just like the last second, many people here are living their normal lives.

They found the location, but unfortunately they didn't find the person.

It's really hard to find someone in a completely unfamiliar world.

Chuuya suddenly felt something, he looked in a certain direction: "Hey Dazai, it seems to be over there."

Not only is there no monster in this world, there are no animals either. The only source of sound is where they should explore first.

The atmosphere became increasingly solemn, and the whole world was shrouded in ominousness.

The closer to the sound source, the more serious the collapse of the space, and large and small holes appear in every corner.

This familiar scene is becoming more and more similar to the scene in Dazai's memory.

The rules will collapse, the world will be destroyed, and everything will become nothingness.

What is Qinghe doing? Didn't she finally fix her world?

The aftermath of the battle not far away caused the earth to tremble.

After passing through numerous ruins, Dazai and Chuuya finally made it to the center.

The not-so-large open space is currently in an extremely strange state.

Qinghe sat on the ground, with rose branches scattered all over the ground, covering the blood and formations on the ground.

She looked up at the sky with empty eyes, like a motionless statue.

In the ruins not far from her, the seriously injured Izuna was still trying to communicate with her.

On the other side, a white-haired girl curled up in the corner, her face sometimes showing anger and sometimes resentment.

“Haruka…”

Hearing the familiar voice, Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She looked towards where the sound came from, but saw someone she wasn't expecting.

"What a coincidence, it seems we are destined to meet." Dazai looked at her with a forced smile, then slowly walked towards her.

Isn't she a god? How could she make herself so miserable?

"I was always almost there before. Am I not late this time?"

"It's dangerous, don't go over there!" Izuna quickly reminded Dazai.

Although it was a good thing that Haruwa responded, it didn't mean that Dazai could approach him at will.

Dazai paused for only a moment, then continued walking forward indifferently.

The smile on his face returned to normal, and his tone was as relaxed as if he was discussing today's weather with Qinghe.

"If there are invisible traps on the road, I can't avoid them."

"If I die, does that count as a suicide for love?"

Although Haruka didn't say anything, Dazai walked up to her safely.

“…” When he really met her face to face, Dazai suddenly didn’t know what to do.

Otherwise, why is it said that cold violence is the most terrible? Is she so cruel that she doesn't even respond to him?

When Izuna saw that Dazai was able to get close to Haruka, hope gradually appeared in her eyes: "Draw the sword... Pull out the sword from her body."

Now that she’s freed from the shackles, she can’t just stay idle, right?

Dazai looked at the dagger that was completely pierced into her body, and his raised hand trembled slightly.

Do I really want to remove it? Won't it upset the balance and cause heavy bleeding?

The floating golden threads resisted the approach of outsiders, and his outstretched hand was also entangled.

The thin wires pierced into his arms densely, and the piercing pain spread throughout his body.

"It hurts. I feel like I'm going to have another nightmare. You have to make it up to me."

Dazai grasped the hilt of the knife, but was hesitant to make up his mind.

The dagger and the golden threads seemed to have taken root deeply in Qinghe's body, and pulling them out with external force might cause irreversible damage.

It's so hard to see each other once, and it turns into a farewell forever. It's so heartless.

But soon he didn't need to hesitate any more, because he couldn't move the dagger at all even with all his strength.

The blood from Qinghe's mouth dripped down her chin onto Dazai's hand.

The blood on the bandage was blindingly red.

He begged softly: "...Don't die...Qinghe, don't die..."

It seemed that he was late again this time.

It is so hard to have a perfect life. Every time it is just a little bit short and it is always just out of reach.

"...Don't die...Don't die..."

Even if we don't see each other in the future, at least we should be well.

“……” Haruka lowered her eyes and sighed. She raised her right hand and grabbed Dazai’s hand holding the hilt of the knife.

“…So annoying.”

Wouldn't it be better for them to stay far away? Why are they running over here?

It's useless and not worth it to work so hard.

Haruka threw Dazai towards Chuuya without hesitation, and it was obvious that she did have some strength left.

Ignoring the shock of others, she beckoned to the girl in the corner: "Come, I'll give you the power."

Aren't you clamoring for power? Then come and get it.

"Humph, do you think I'm a fool? You want to trick me into killing you? No way!" The girl looked defensive.

Love her or not, don't call her if you don't want her to. Qinghe didn't force her.

The girl stood up hesitantly and approached Qinghe reluctantly: "If you dare to plot against me, I will not let you go..."

Qinghe raised his eyelids and glanced at her, his calm eyes conveying deep doubts.

The girl's face turned red and then green. She glared at Qinghe with gritted teeth: "Damn annoying guy!"

How can someone be so arrogant even though he is a prisoner? !

Under the stimulation, she rushed to Qinghe regardless of anything and said, "Give it to me!"

Qinghe raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Oh, this is not the attitude of asking for help.

"...Please, give me your divine power." The girl was really reluctant to bow to Qinghe.

This attitude is barely acceptable.

Qinghe raised his hand and held the girl's outstretched hand. After she stopped resisting, the formation began to work rapidly.

As the divine power filled up, the girl's aura became more and more oppressive.

"Qinghe!" I couldn't tell who was calling, but the worry in the voice was clearly visible.

"Are they worried about you?" the girl suddenly asked.

She looked at Qinghe, and there was no more fear and terror in her eyes, only tears.

Why? Didn't this guy have nothing at first? Since when did she have so many things?

Power, strength, status...

Relatives, friends, family...

"You have so many things, you are really annoying..."

Why are there such annoying people? Just because they have too much, they can waste it at will?

Spitting blood did not stop Qinghe from talking nonsense: "I have so many things, it's only right for losers to hate me."

"..." The girl was completely defeated: "I really hate you, why? Why..."

The sky was torn in half, and the collapse of space was irreversible.

Chuuya was so confused, he hadn't figured out the situation yet and the world was about to be destroyed???

"Hey, Dazai." Chuuya took off his black gloves slowly: "The enemy is that blond man, right?"

Now that I'm here, it might be nice to save the world.

"You allowed the filth of darkness..."

The red and black patterns spreading across his body, isn't that the power of the gods, but he talks about it as if he doesn't have it.

“…Don’t wake me up again.”

Although he didn't know why, he felt as if he still owed Qinghe some favors.

It doesn't matter when to pay it back, so why not now?