[Seraphim of the End]Ajura Maru Motoki

It was supposed to be dawn, but it was still gloomy and black outside the window. The manic wind made the leaves rub against each other, making harsh scraping sounds, and crushed the gray moonlight all over the place.

Suddenly, there was a slight vibration. In the bad weather outside the window, this vibration was quite smiling, almost inconspicuous, but the girl curled up on the bed was still disturbed by it.Hiiragi Mahiru was struggling to think about her sister's situation, and couldn't fall asleep almost all night. Just now, she was lucky enough to squint for a while. There was darkness in front of her eyes, and her thoughts sank deep and deep in the endless darkness. All troubles seemed to be far away from her. Go, relax all over, as if it is a kind of relief, a kind of happiness in disguise.

The slender hand fumbled on the bedside table, scratched tentatively a few times, and finally grabbed the vibrating object, which was rectangular and almost the only shimmer in the darkness.Press the button on the edge, put it next to your ear, move your lips but just listen to the movement on the other side.

"Ah, is it Hiiragi Mahiru? Did you wake me up? I'm so sorry." It was a familiar male voice, low and sexy.Quite polite words, but I can't feel the slightest apology from the other party.

"Okay." The girl who was still lying on the soft quilt replied, a smile gradually crept up on the corners of her lips, she couldn't see the sorrow of yesterday, it was like a completely changed person.

"We conducted an experiment in the zoo, may I trouble you to recover the experimental subject?" The tone of the question was indeed commanding.It really deserves to be an existence that used to be under one person of the blood clan and above ten thousand people, quite domineering.Such an existence, who can make it willingly serve others?Or maybe there is no important reason, just because it is interesting.Some guys live too long, are too boring, and suffer from a boring life. They can only get perverted pleasure by fucking others, trampling their dignity, and using their feelings.

"Yes, then—the important thing," she deliberately dragged her voice out for a long time, "I can only do it myself." As if coquettish, her voice was soft and boneless, saying that it was a woman There is nothing wrong with doing it with water.

"Is that so, I'll trouble you." It seemed that the other party had a strong ability to accept, and could deal with a woman's acting like a baby.

"So, is there anything else?" Her voice was soft, like a clear spring flowing down from a mountain stream, but it was not as clear as the spring water. A little bit of charm, bewitching people to explore the truth.

"The business talk is over." The end of the voice on the other end rose, as if he had found something new and interesting, and that kind of joy could be heard clearly through the phone.

"Oh? Then—is there a private matter?" The girl's voice carried a bit of playfulness unique to girls.

"You are not 'Hiragi Mahiru'." A few soft voices conveyed such confidence, so unquestionable.

"Oh, is that so?" The girl's eyebrows and eyes were curved, she was not ashamed of being seen through at all, but she was a little excited, "As expected of the second ancestor of the blood race, but, I am indeed Hiiragi Mahiru . " At the end, she almost clarified every word. What she said was the truth, but it was also not true.

"Oh, it has nothing to do with me. As long as you can continue to complete the experiment, no one cares." The voice is as sexy and enthusiastic as ever, but it is exceptionally cold. The blood race can become a qualified gentleman and can show kindness. They are understanding, but it is difficult to give sincerity, even if the object is themselves.

"That's it, it really makes me sad." Those who come and go, you can hear that they are smiling at the moment through their voices, but only they know how true or false their laughter is. .Therefore, it is justifiable that human beings are the most advanced kind of animals. Compared with them, even large carnivores seem to be much safer. At least, they will growl loudly when they are about to attack Showing sharp claws, what can people see with a masked face?

"How can I bear to make the lady feel sad!" The voice on the other end was gentle, and he narrated slowly, "Actually, I came to you to tell you a little thing~" He deliberately lowered his voice, "One Se Guren will also be there."

This time Hiiragi Mahiru did not answer, put on her slippers, she looked out the window with far-reaching eyes, "Really, I understand." Losing the mood to continue chatting with the other party, Hiiragi Mahiru pressed the hang up button without hesitation, Throw your phone on the bed.She walked slowly towards the closet, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, showing a weird smile, and lightly tapping the corners of her lips with her fingertips, showing a slightly distressed expression, "Ah la la, it's a rare meeting, what should I wear~" Although Having said that, he put on his clothes methodically as if he had planned for a long time ago. The tight fabric outlined the perfect curve of his chest, and the low-key short skirt was almost at the level of his thighs.Straightening out her long hair for the last time, the girl pinned the knife she carried with her to her leg, "I'm ready, but—" I don't know what to think of, a faint blush floated on the girl's face, "This should be counted as a date." Right?" The only son stood in the empty room, and the girl held her face and said to herself, "If you're going on a date, you should bring a gift, right?"

"Have you completely entered the role of 'Hiragi Mahiru'?" Ajuramaru glanced at the sleepy girl in the spiritual world and pulled out a mocking arc. She was clearly just a ghost but insisted on pretending to be a human being. He went specifically to show his favor to another human man.Even though he is not himself, he still deceives himself and calls himself "Hiragi Mahiru".Ghosts are sad, and ghosts extended by the original owner are even more sad.He doesn't have his own past, he just inherited all the memories and feelings of the original owner, but he still can't become the original owner, no matter how hard he tries, it's just a counterfeit after all.

"You, just looking at it is enough, Ajuramaru." His face changed, Hiiragi Mahiru showed a beautiful smile, just like that Hiiragi Mahiru, I don't know whether it was accidental or deliberate.

Regarding this, Ajuramaru just shook his head secretly. No matter how similar they are, different people are different after all. No one can completely become someone else. This is predestined, just like some people analyzed: this world Every existence in the world has a meaning of existence. People are different from each other and have their own strengths.

Ajuramaru is not someone from 'Hiragi Mahiru', so naturally he has no obligation to remind her, not to mention that he and 'Hiragi Mahiru' are both ghosts, so they have a great conflict of interest.

Seeing the girl effortlessly pry open the Hiiragi family's laboratory, Ajuramaru just raised his eyebrows, as if 'Hiragi Mahiru' was planning to completely tear the face off with the Hiiragi family, but after Hiiragi Mahiru regained consciousness, he How would you feel?Maybe, what "Hiragi Mahiru" is doing is also what Hiiragi Mahiru wants to do?After all, "Hiragi Mahiru" was derived from Hiiragi Mahiru, and it can even be said that "Hiragi Mahiru" is the other side of Hiiragi Mahiru.

After destroying a lot of important research materials, the girl hesitated for a moment, then walked briskly to the back room.There were almost no lights in the inner room, and the whole room was gray, except for a burning candle next to a knife holder.Although the light was weak, one could vaguely see the items on the knife holder. It was a pitch-black knife, and the scabbard was tightly attached to the handle, as if it was imprisoning the blade. No, to be precise, it should be Imprisoning what resides within the blade.The word "Night" is nominated on the top of the scabbard. The font is wanton but not messy, with a unique elegance.

night of?Ajuramaru stared at the knife for a long time, for some reason, there was a feeling of... déjà vu, as if he had witnessed the birth of this knife, and a faint nostalgia lingered in his heart.Although this knife seems restrained, in Ashuramaru's eyes, it is just a high-end disguise.There are countless evil spirits lingering around the whole knife, no, this should not be called "haunting" at all, this knife...is completely soaked in the ominous red evil spirit.This evil spirit not only comes from the tyrannical and savage creatures inside the knife, but also from the blood stained on the blade.It is nourished by desire and blood and supplemented by evil spirits. It uses the human body to exert its power. This is the so-called demon knife. However, humans call it a "ghost weapon", a container for controlling ghosts, and a tool for squeezing ghosts. , Who knows who is entrusting whom, who is using whom as a tool?After all, people always put the good and beneficial things on the surface, while the dark, corrupt and necrotic things are all carefully hidden.

Holding a ghost weapon, although you can easily obtain inhuman power, but you have to risk your body being occupied by ghosts. "Hiragi Mahiru" didn't seem worried at all, he took down the knife with his bare hands, and even pulled the scabbard to test the sharpness of the blade with his fingers.

The dark red blood slid down the snow-white blade, diminished little by little, and finally disappeared, as if it had completely merged into the blade. The blade was still glowing with a cold silver light, as if nothing had happened.Hiiragi Mahiru's eyes were clear, and she didn't seem to be controlled at all. She tapped her cut finger on her lips, and even stretched out her pink tongue to lick it. The tip of her tongue rolled lightly and sent the red liquid into her mouth. The girl then showed a satisfied smile , When the finger was put down, the finger pulp that had left the wound had recovered as before, and this speed was not much faster than that of the vampire.That's right, Hiiragi Mahiru's body has almost completed ghost transformation, already, it can't be counted in the category of human beings.

"Ichinose Guren," put Ye Ye in a cloth bag containing a knife, and the girl casually carried the cloth bag behind her back, with the corners of her lips raised, looking in the direction of the destination, "I, here I am."

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