king of yokohama

On your 12th birthday, you broke up with Mori Ogai.

......Kidding.You eat what he has and use what he has, even the new home is given by him, so where can you go after you make a clean break with him?

So you just expressed to Mori Ogai that you don't want a stepmother younger than you.Even if he and Alice spend their whole lives, you don't mind, you just very, very mind that a real little girl who doesn't understand anything suddenly intervenes in your life.

Mori Ogai showed a troubled expression.The girl beside him seemed to be aware of his wavering, she flung his hand away coquettishly, covered her eyes with her hands while crying, turned around and ran away.

"Urintaro is the most annoying!" The girl in the pink dress you never wear cried and left.Just as you were about to say something, you saw Mori Ogai staggering your gaze, shouted anxiously "Ai Li!", and hurriedly chased you out, leaving you alone in place.

... Ellie?

You pursed your lips slightly, not wanting to say anything.

【Q】——queen

That night, you returned to the new home that Mori Ogai gave you alone, and as soon as you opened the door, you were thrown to the floor by the bear hug of the red-haired boy.

"Book, I want to play a game." You don't want to quarrel with him because you are really in a bad mood today, let him clasp your hands and lie on your body, as light as a cloud that will be blown away by the wind at any time.He is obviously learning the behavior of human males, but he behaves like a puppy, rubbing his fluffy head against your neck, so that you don't feel threatened at all.

"The game world is not a good place to escape." The know-it-all book bit your collarbone like punishment, but the light force was not enough for him to leave a red mark, "and I said After that, the game world will not be open until Xinjiang is 14 years old." He was also surprised by your unconventional operation, and he has never seen anyone who has been stuck in the novice world for so long.

To think that even the root of the world, who has always loved you very much, has rejected you.Feeling that everything is going wrong today, your heart is blocked, you are unhappy and you can't see others happy, so you bend your knees and hit the boy's lower abdomen hard.

In fact, there are no male/specific organs, and the book that can't feel pain pretends to cry out, because you are too careless, so you ignore him.

"How about it," Seeing that you really ignored him, Shu hesitated for a moment, got up from you, and lay down on the floor next to you, looking at you with his head propped up, a pair of bright blue eyes. "Do you want to see the last remnants of the world before your rebirth? It is to reproduce the things that happened on the eve of its destruction."

The book drew a freehand circle in the void, and then blew lightly into the hollow circle, and it slowly flew to the ceiling, like a hydrogen balloon that was let go by its owner. "I hope Xin-chan's mood will improve a little bit."

There is a deep and flowing starry sky floating in the circle tiled on the ceiling. You stare at it, as if you can see the starry sky and broken scenes of another world from it.

"Okay." You are also curious about what happened after your death in your previous life.

*

<World Ruins——>

The blazing flames rendered the entire sky fiery red, as if to melt the clouds.The pure golden flame turned into a giant phoenix, supporting an extremely solid barrier at the border of Kawasaki, sacred and inviolable. .

This is a battle for the life and death of the Kawasaki Mafia.

The silver-haired and red-eyed girl stood in the flames. The extremely high-temperature flames burned the surrounding rocks into transparent glass, melted the steel of the building into water, and was recast into a scorching city wall by the golden flames.

For her, in this battle, if she lives, she will become a god in one battle; if she dies, she will have nothing.

And as the queen of Kawasaki, she has no way out, and she has nothing to fear.

"Chuya, you go and gather everyone and come here to fight to the death." The girl's cold and serious voice sounded, she actually planned to call all the surviving personnel here to gamble for life and death regardless of the heavy casualties of the Kawasaki Mafia.

She entrusted the task of Kawasaki's rise or fall to her most trusted companion—the gravitational manipulator of the same monster as her, Nakahara Chuya.

There was no answer for a long while, and a trace of doubt appeared in the bright red eyes of the girl whose silver hair was blown by the scalding hot wind. Just as she was about to turn her head to check what was going on with the boy who was firmly guarded behind her, she heard a voice——

"Owl!"

A bullet struck from behind, piercing her heart without warning.The endless force of gravity held her in place, gradually extinguishing her flames that were racing across the city's borders.

"What...?!" The girl who couldn't move opened her eyes wide, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. A brand new bloodstain slowly rolled down the corner of her lips, but she couldn't immediately look back to see who the attacker was. .

Maybe you guessed it, maybe you didn't guess it, maybe you didn't want to admit it.

The golden Yaksha who was fighting her held a pair of stick swords, and took the opportunity to cut off her left arm with a swift sword.

A woman in a coquettish kimono manipulates a golden Yaksha, and dances wildly in a kimono cloak. With the woman's own consciousness being controlled, she once again sends the stick and sword into the chest of the flame monster guarding Kawasaki, and pulls out After that, a lot of blood was brought out.

It's hard to imagine that the king of Kawasaki, who can almost be called a "girl", can bleed so much blood from his petite body.But even the last blood she shed was burning with golden flames in an attempt to make a final resistance, but was mercilessly annihilated by the endless orange-red gravity.

"Even if you are a monster with terrible recovery ability, you can't recover if your limbs are severed." The kimono woman holding an umbrella smiled contemptuously and stood vigilantly outside the range of the flames.

"...in...also...?"

The silver-haired girl, who didn't even have pain nerves, let the blood from her heart flow, dripping and scalding a big hole in the already scorched ground.She resisted the gravity with difficulty and turned around, a drop of blood suddenly shed from her bright red pupils, like tears.

Fire monsters don't shed tears, but they bleed.A heart of iron and stone hurts too much, blood will rust the heart as hard as iron, and stop the monster's heartbeat.

This is the weakness she told her companions personally, and it is also the reason why she is burying herself at this moment.

"In your next life, be an ordinary person."

The ocher-haired boy who was protected by a giant fire bird had a cold expression that she had never seen before. She had praised that kind of coldness and the way he looked at the enemy before.

"...in...also...?" Kawasaki's flame defense line is disintegrating, the silver-haired girl looks shocked and dazed, but she can't think of any resistance, or can't break free from the gravity that binds her, Unless that person takes the initiative to cancel.

However, the Central Plains did not.

"Chuya, why are you..." She never got a chance to say the next thing.

The golden flame was extinguished, and the death of the phoenix marked that Kawasaki, who was ruled by monsters, was officially freed.

Queen Kawasaki, who was imprisoned here by this city, was also relieved and lay down on this land she loved so much.

How this war ended, the Central Plains does not know.

He looked at the girl with a severed arm who was lying on the ground, covered with scars, and her heart stopped beating in her chest. His throat was choked up, and he couldn't hear or see at this moment.Monsters like them born in the laboratory can only kill themselves.

The owl didn't kill himself.

"Chuya, you've done a good job." The woman in kimono gracefully walked to him holding an umbrella, but the brown-haired boy turned a blind eye. Just as she was about to say something, she saw the man in black roughly dragging the girl's body. He growled with bloodshot eyes, "What are you doing!"

"It's just collecting the bones for the dead. There's nothing to be excited about." The brown-haired boy who was watching the battle came out from the shadows. The strange thing is that even though he had already reached the light, his iris-colored eyes were still there. Still under the bleak shadow, "Could it be Zhongye, are you reluctant?"

"The owl must die, this is the leader's order." He squinted his eyes, finished indifferently, and then put his shoulders on the shoulder of the extremely stiff boy with ocher hair, ignoring the other's expression at the moment, cruelly Smiling, "Let's go. This big trouble has finally been solved. The leader can take Kawasaki into his pocket. There will be a celebration banquet today, so don't be late." He patted the shoulder of his undercover companion who had made great contributions to the enemy camp. , draped the coat over his shoulders chicly, and left first.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood in place for a long time, his fists gradually clenched.

"The owl is not so easy to die." When he thought he was the only one on the scorched Kawasaki battlefield, the woman's voice sounded in his ears, like the sound of heaven, "The sword of the golden Yasha didn't hit her vitals .”

He listened to the woman's words in a daze, and suddenly ran away without looking back.

"It's still too late to go to the mass grave in Kawasaki to find someone." Behind him, the woman said the second half of the sentence lightly.

*

Mass burial mounds full of corpses——

"Owl!"

"Owl!"

"......Where are you?"

The red-haired boy who rushed over used gravity to turn over the corpses in the mass grave one by one, his movements were gentle and eager, but when he saw that the faces of the corpses were not the one he was looking for, he abandoned them like dust.

"Hi, Zhongya, what a coincidence." The brown-haired boy sat on a tombstone and greeted him. He thought he would be ignored, but unexpectedly got a ray of attention from the other party.

"Why are you here, Dazai?" Nakahara Chuya's voice was hoarse and piercing, staring at the boy in front of him.

"That's not the point." The boy with a childish face tilted his head cutely, and nodded his cheek as if thinking, "The point is, why are you here." His eyes were as sharp as a knife, straight Seeing that the red-haired boy took a step back unconsciously, he didn't feel that he stepped on someone else's corpse.

"I guess, Zhong also came to look for the owl." The boy with a black coat on his shoulders had deep eyes, "You can't find it."

"Because I ordered the subordinates responsible for collecting the bones to throw all the corpses into the sea."

"Dazai!!" The brown-haired boy punched him fiercely, and his companion, who would never be qualified in physical skills, fell headfirst from the unknown tombstone.

Zhong Yuanzhong also held the boy's collar trembling violently. Seeing the bright red and glaring blood on the boy's handsome face, he regained his sanity a little bit, and couldn't make a second punch no matter what.

The owl is not afraid of anything.She is most afraid of water.

"I said that the owl must die. This is the leader's order." A trace of complexity flashed in the kite-colored pupils, and the blood-stained brown-haired boy's expression was calm, if he ignored his trembling voice from the pain.

"If you don't want to arouse the suspicion of the leader, come back from the cliff in Kawasaki before dark."

*

Below the cliffs in Kawasaki is the sea.

The ochre-haired boy's eyes were like the sea, and he found the top of a sea area along the bloodstains burning with faint flames. The deep sea below reflected the golden sun was floating bright red.

"Owl..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

He jumped into the sea without thinking.

The majestic orange-red gravity divided the calm sea into two, ignoring the surrounding fish and seaweed, and vigorously explored the depths of the sea. Every time he saw a corpse, he would use his supernatural powers to investigate, but every time Disappointed every time.

Finally, the light of a golden flame caught his attention.

The moment before the silver-haired girl's body touched the muddy seabed, the red-haired boy held her waist holding her breath, and brought her back to the surface of the sea.

The moment he broke out of the water, Zhong Yuanzhong also took a big gulp of air. The ruptured alveoli from staying on the bottom of the sea for too long filled his throat with a strong smell of blood, and he didn't have time to deal with it, but he was gentle and eager , holding his girl sitting on the beach.

"Owl?" His blue eyes were faintly shining with water, and he reached out his hand in a panic to caress her cold cheek. The blood stains washed away by the sea made her face even paler and lifeless.

He went to sniff her in disbelief, and lay down to listen to her heartbeat, but all pointed to the only fact.

"Owl, don't scare me..." The helpless young man was drenched all over his body, his wet hair stuck to his forehead, and his blue eyes were crystal clear, like sea water. generally.

He tremblingly held the girl's right hand that was hanging limply by his side, trying to interlock his fingers with her, but accidentally touched a hard object.

What could the owl be holding in its only right hand even though it was dead?

He gently opened the girl's right hand, which was soaked in sea water and turned white.

It turned out that it was just a mobile phone.

The mobile phone he gave her with only one number stored on it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also held the mobile phone, and unexpectedly saw that the screen of the mobile phone was still on, and it showed the screen that the recording function was turned on after the call ended. He took out his mobile phone in a hurry, pressed a certain button, and then turned on The phone is held to the ear.

It's a recording.It was noisy at first, but then soon—

He heard the sound of sea water.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

It was like the mournful cry of the last ferocious beast in the world.