It's not a column, it's a railgun

The next day, Misaka Makoto brought some apples up the mountain, and he picked a bunch of flowers on the way as a gift for Makoto.

Zhenmo was very happy to receive the flowers.

Satoshi looked at Apple with a weird expression.

Reminiscing what Misaka Makoto said yesterday, Sato realized that he actually wanted to practice seriously.

Sabito "We cannot eat the food of this world."

Misaka Makoto "How will you know if you don't try?"

He put the apples in a low voice, aimed at Satu, clasped his hands together, and muttered "I hope Satu can receive these apples."

Satoshi "?"

what is he doingMemorial?

Misaka Makoto: "I think sincerity makes the spirit."

The other party is actually doing this kind of thing very seriously.Satoshi was a little speechless.

Makoto "Thank you for the flowers!"

She picked up one and put it on her head.

Misaka Makoto handed the remaining flower to Satu, "Do you want it? I saw that you really wanted new clothes yesterday, so I left a flower..."

Does he mean that he is the same as the girl Mako?But yesterday he didn't want new clothes at all! !

Sabito "No!"

"How can a man want such fancy things!"

Sato is decisive.

Makoto glared at him.

"What kind of clothes does Makoto-san like?" Misaka Makoto asked.

Zhenmo put down the flowers in his hand, "Thank you, it's a fact that we are already dead anyway, so don't bother."

Misaka Makoto: "Then... would you like an apple?"

He turned around and handed over a shiny red apple.

This time the rabbit got it, and he took a bite, but the apple didn't change in any way. "It's useless, you see."

"So you're totally wasting your time."

"Okay." Misaka Makoto took it naturally, took a bite regretfully, "Then treat it as my own lunch

It is. ”

Sabito "...?"

"That's where I bit it just now."

"No problem, you didn't bite it off anyway." Misaka Makoto replied.

Sharing food with friends is a natural thing for Misaka Makoto, but it's a pity that friends can't eat it.

Sabito "It's not about this!"

Misaka Makoto was still chewing.

Misaka Makoto raised her head in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Sabito "...it's nothing."

There was nothing he could do with Misaka Makoto, he could only beat him hard to relieve his anger.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's start today's training!" Sato shouted.

"Okay!" Misaka Makoto threw away the fruit core in her hand and picked up the knife.

Misaka Makoto has made rapid progress, and now Satu can no longer suppress him, but just has the advantage.

But out of the anger of the boy in her heart, Misaka Makoto has learned enough lessons this time.

The time of the battle was fleeting, and Misaka Makoto lost again.

Mako patted Misaka Makoto on the shoulder, "Don't lose heart."

Even if the opponent holds a wooden knife, he can still beat him severely. This is the gap.

Misaka Makoto acknowledged the gap.

Sabito was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

It is becoming more and more difficult to beat Misaka Makoto hard, which proves that the opponent is getting stronger and stronger, which is a good thing.

Sato comforted himself, thinking that according to the speed of the opponent's progress, he would not be able to beat the opponent again in a few days, so he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Of course, it is more gratifying.

Zhenmo had long since hid somewhere and laughed.

Misaka Makoto's movements are perfect now, the only way left is to train herself in actual combat, and she doesn't need to make a move.

After all, it's a boy, so it's reconciled after two more fights.

What Misaka Makoto lacks is strength and responsiveness, because Satoshi cannot perceive the existence, so it is more difficult to fight.

This builds up from beat to beat.

Until the end of the day, Misaka Makoto didn't know how many times he was knocked down, and he lay on the ground looking at the moon.

Sabitaki: "Get up! You should go back! Otherwise, Mr. Ryotaki will be worried!"

Misaka Makoto: "Sakusa, you are very strong."

Sabito paused, "I know."

Misaka Makoto: "...that."

He suddenly became serious.

"Would you mind telling me how you all died?" Misaka Makoto said slowly.

Sato was taken aback.

"Besides Makoto and you, there are many, many children." Misaka Makoto said slowly.

As he spoke, he observed Sabito's reaction.

"I can feel that there are many children around here..."

"They're all looking at us."

Whether it's Kamado Tanjiro running around on Sagiri Mountain, or Misaka Makoto practicing with Sabito, or in the hut at the foot of the mountain

Waiting for the next time, they are all looking at them.

Not a word, not a word.

Never stop, never give up.

What are the dead looking forward to, what do they want to express in this world.

There are so many undead wandering in Sagiri Mountain that it is foggy even in daytime.

The obsession of the dead, they could not become Buddhas, they stayed where they were, and from generation to generation, what they ushered in was only the increase of companions on Sawu Mountain, not the final relief.

There are more and more, and the obsession is getting deeper and deeper, and finally enough to affect the present world-this is the appearance of Sato and Mako.

Misaka Makoto deduced this result.

Unable to become a Buddha, wandering in the mountains all day long, unable to take revenge, can only watch the master he likes suffer for them, and comes to pay homage to them every year.

They themselves must be suffering too.

Therefore, Misaka Makoto decided to help them solve their obsessions.

"What happened in the final selection?" Misaka Makoto asked bluntly.

He is not an idiot, there are so many abnormal magnetic fields, combined with the number of years Mr. Rinaki has cultivated disciples-this number can only be achieved if almost every class of children dies.

This is definitely a targeted behavior. If it was killed by a ghost, then it is a single ghost or a group that is planning to kill Mr. Ryotaki's disciples!

Sabito "...you."

"That guy is not something you can deal with now! Even I died in his hands, you shouldn't think about it now, just survive!"

Unexpectedly, Sabito, who has been emphasizing masculinity, said so.

"If you don't have enough strength, don't worry about it! Just practice hard!"

"If you see it, you don't have to think about killing that ghost to avenge us. As long as you survive, you will be stronger than many of us!" Said Rabbit said excitedly.

Then he calmed down, he didn't take off his mask, but Misaka Makoto felt a strong sadness.

"Because of us, Mr. Ryotaki has been disappointed."

"None of us came back."

Sabito looked at Misaka Makoto with gentle and sad eyes, and behind him, Mako slowly emerged.

Gradually, figures of children wearing fox masks emerged one after another. Their eyes contained deep sadness and little hope.

They are all 13 or 14 years old, there are boys, there are girls, some are tall, some are petite, some look grumpy, some are as gentle as water, everyone is different The same, once alive existence.

But there is no doubt that they all have one thing in common - they all died, and died in the final selection.

Being watched by so many undead, Misaka Makoto didn't flinch, nor was she afraid.

Because they must not hurt him.

Misaka Makoto took a deep breath, watching seniors emerge one by one, great anger rose in his heart.

"Do not worry!"

"I will avenge you, and I will definitely come back alive!"

"This is my promise to you."

The boy with short brown hair made a promise in front of many undead.

He stretched out his hand, and suddenly touched the fist of Sarabbit who was closest to him.

"It's agreed! I will definitely kill that, kill your ghosts!"

Satoshi didn't speak.

"If anyone can kill it, it must be you, Misaka-kun." Manko said softly.

"You are the child with the most potential I have ever seen." Her blue eyes were full of sadness that couldn't be resolved.

Mako touched the fox mask on the side of his face with his hand, "This is not a mask that brings disasters, this is what Mr. Rinaki made for us, a mask for eliminating disasters!"

She suddenly became agitated, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

Mako covered her face with her hands and cried.

Misaka Makoto walked over, trying to wipe her tears, but this time it didn't work.

His hand directly passed through the dead man's body, feeling a piece of ice cold.

When there is no obsession to help Misaka Makoto, Misaka Makoto can't even touch Makoto.

"We made an agreement, it will definitely work!"

"So don't cry." Misaka Makoto tried to comfort her.

Zhenmo cried, and gradually disappeared into mist, and the flowers on her head fell to the ground.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart.

With the disappearance of Zhenmao, the remaining children disappeared one by one.

"Come on, Misaka-kun..."

"To survive..."

"work hard and harder!"

"I can't make Mr. Rinaki no longer sad..."

The immature voices of different children sounded.

"Of course! Because this is my agreement with everyone!" Misaka Makoto shouted into the mist.

He turned around, and the last one who didn't disappear was Sabito.

"Stop joking, you can't even beat me, and you still want to kill that guy!" He scolded angrily.

"It's a guy with a neck as hard as a boulder, with many hands, and it's hard everywhere, looking for children wearing fox masks to eat..."

Said that at the end Sarabbit's tail trembled, not because of fear, but because of anger.

Endless anger towards the ghost, supporting him, the Impossible Buddha, wandering in the Sawu Mountain, waiting here.

Can the next child come back alive?Will Mr. Ryotaki not be disappointed?

He's been waiting too long.

"Now is now! The future is the future!" Misaka Makoto retorted fiercely, "One day, I can defeat you and fulfill everyone's wishes!"

"Because I made an agreement with you, didn't I?"

He just punched Sabito.

"So please keep training! Please!"

The anger of the undead will eventually turn into the anger of Misaka Makoto, driving him to move forward.

If it was said that before, he only had the vague concept of killing ghosts because he wanted to help others, but now, he only has endless anger towards ghosts.

No matter what kind of ghost it is, Misaka Makoto believes that one day he will finally be able to decapitate the other party!Let everyone on Sagiri Mountain become Buddhas!

Sabito put on his mask again and picked up his knife.

The author has something to say Misaka Makoto received a mission to kill hand ghosts (01)

关于什么时候恢复记忆，在后面剧情肯定会恢复的。感谢在2020022222:11:59~2020022321:13:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel Qingjing who threw the rocket launcher to the author Chrysanthemum (??? I'm a little scared) 1;

Thanks to the little angel white devil who threw the mines (you changed your name! You changed your name! I don’t think I’ve seen you before!) 3; bar) 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使xanrhohЦnh（这是一串奇怪的代码？）、库洛洛、asserby°、我永远喜欢被被、阎珽10瓶；玖鸠6瓶；白亦安5瓶；月惶3瓶；狮子的羽毛2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!