[Comprehensive] Die well, lie down every day

While gnashing my teeth, I was talking about a certain white-haired bastard, but at the same time I didn't understand why that guy would do this.I don't have the meaning to be killed by him, at least I can't find any value in me that is worth letting him kill.

For what reason did he want to kill me?Or why would he simply choose to kill me on the fourth day instead of some other time?It's like deliberately trying to bring me back to the first day of the original... Does this guy know something?

Some chaotic brains struggled to draw out part of their consciousness to think about this problem, but in the end they lost to the pain of their own resurrection when they returned to the origin and the sound of curses everywhere.

The whole person seemed to be forcibly soaked in sewage, but he couldn't become one of them.Thus, this difference becomes a reason to suffer the resentment of the undead who cannot be resurrected.

I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but the same experience as this before made me gradually be able to endure it, allowing myself to slowly regain consciousness and look for the entrance to the dream.Although I have been able to endure these pains, the pain this time is more intense and longer than the other times, as if I want to hone my consciousness. ...No, or maybe it's trying to wipe out my consciousness.

I don't know how long I struggled in the sea of ​​curses, and I, who couldn't be swallowed and assimilated by those seas as dark as mud, was finally repelled.The scene in the dream was very blurry at first, but as the sight was restored, it gradually showed a concrete shape.

But there is one thing that needs to be explained.

What's different from before is that I can't control my body by myself.Even though I know this is my own body, I can only move forward as if being controlled by something.

"I" is constantly moving towards somewhere.

"I" walked from the dilapidated city to the open field, and then walked into the forest continuously, and kept moving forward along the mountain road.

It seems that the reason for the existence of this body is just to go to a certain place. Even if the body feels tired and the consciousness begins to blur, it still keeps walking towards a certain goal.

I see "me" through the strange water.

The shoulder-length hair has reached the waist, and the black hair that would have been a little reddish brown in the sun has now turned silvery white.The world I saw through my eyes was dyed red, and I later realized that it was because my eyes turned red that the world was dyed red.The body screamed as if it couldn't bear the non-stop rush, and the skeleton hidden in the flesh and blood creaked as if it was about to fall apart.

Tired, as if immediately falling to the ground and never being able to get up again.

I think "I" is probably sick.Although I don't understand what kind of illness it is, and I don't know where I am going so persistently, but I really feel that "I" is sick, and the body starts to issue a warning from the heart inside, announcing the imminent news of death.

The body starts from the inside and gradually collapses.

The red world in front of him gradually began to become blurred, his body seemed to be filled with iron and lead, and he couldn't move, his consciousness was lax, and he would be completely plunged into darkness in about a minute.

However, even so, they still stride forward tenaciously with faith.

—Want to see? ?

Suddenly, I suddenly heard a voice coming from somewhere.

Unlike the weak body that was gradually dying, that voice was full of firmness.

— want to see him.

I heard this voice again, and finally realized that this voice was not a cry from somewhere else, but a whisper from my own mouth.The sound was so small that the rustling of leaves could cover it.But even such a voice still penetrated the wind and reached my ears.

--meet him.

It wasn't until the third time I heard this voice that I realized that it wasn't from my mouth, but a subtle sound from my heart that was still beating stubbornly.

The mouth that can make sound loses the function of speaking language as early as when the body falls into collapse.

Although I am walking forward at this time, it is more like walking forward with myself who is about to die in a certain world. I am watching myself walking slowly like a bystander, but I feel like a person in authority. Pain like the dying self.

The body hurts, but it can't stop there.

I don't want to die, but I can't control the collapse.

Almost gave up, but still haven't seen that person.

At the end of the struggle between pain and will, "I" finally came to the end of this road.

"———,——" As if wanting to call someone's name, his lips opened and closed.But I, who had been unable to make a sound for a long time, couldn't shout anything after all.

The vision of this body has been blurred, but I can clearly see that there is indeed someone in front of this end.That figure was also dyed red, but even so, I still remember this person.

I still have the impression of the figure in front of me. It was the person I was looking for who had crossed paths with me in a certain mission.

Ah, that's what I said, but in fact it was only me who had a unilateral relationship with him.

And considering this person's current situation, it would be most correct to call him "Nightmare".It can be vaguely seen that he is wrapped in strange bandages, wearing a hat that can cover his face, wearing a large black cloak, and holding a staff in his hand.

Although I don't know whether it should be said that it was a long time ago or a long time ago for me who is in the four-day cycle, but I do know one thing.

This man is the cause of the collapse of the world.

While watching the world collapse, this person who is waiting for the fate of being killed alone... is the person "I" wants to see.

why?

When I had such doubts, my body seemed to be reimbursed at this moment and fell forward.Seeming to be satisfied just by seeing this man, "I" smiled at the man with the last of my strength.

In that posture, he leaned forward as if he wanted to hug something, but in the end he couldn't wait for someone's hug and fell heavily to the ground.

The man whose whole body was wrapped in mystery just watched quietly with the only exposed red eyes until the body in front of him could no longer be activated, and he finally stepped out.

The man can be said to walk by indifferently.

If you really want to investigate the changes in the man, probably the only change is that when he passed by the woman who fell on the ground, the fingers of the man clenched his staff and trembled very slightly.

But even with such a small movement, I got satisfaction from somewhere.

—Ah, that's enough.

There was such a sigh from the body.

Then, with such contentment, I finally awoke from the hiatus of resurrection.

"Hey, how was the field trip? Master?" A black shadow hiding in the room managed to wake up my still confused consciousness with a beating voice, and when I regained consciousness, the black shadow It also shook leisurely, as if expressing pleasure.

Ah, don't ask me how I feel from that shaking that this guy is having fun, I don't know, but one thing I'm sure of.

That is, this person has a malice no matter what.

"Wow, Master's eyes are really scary." Shadow laughed happily, shrinking in the corner as if he was really afraid of me.

"It's just scaring 'people', shut up your shadow that doesn't even count as a person, Amway." I stared at the black shadow, and felt more and more that the face under that shadow resembled someone else. "Can you tear up your face?"

Although I still want to ask this guy about my strange dreams, but for now, I am more concerned about this guy himself who is a black shadow.It is like a black shadow without substance, but it has a subtle shape to distinguish it from the surrounding environment.

"I suddenly made a terrible declaration. Is it because I didn't wake up? Hey, I obviously helped Master turn off the alarm clock. I wanted the lovely Master to sleep longer, but in the end it was worse than being caught by the alarm clock. Are you awake?" The black shadow spread his hands and shook his head.

When he said this, I realized that I was not woken up by the alarm clock this time, but by this guy, wait, I woke up naturally?

"Hey, let me tell you." I put on the coat beside the bed, stood barefoot on the ground and stared at the shadow. "You guys are very precise about the timing of my waking up."

He giggled, and the black shadow swayed happily, almost dazzled my eyes. "That can't be helped, and I don't want to seize the opportunity to be so accurate, but Master... oh, you don't know," Shadow laughed, "There is a connection between the master and the servant that can sense each other. La."

I stared at him with lifeless eyes.

"I still don't understand," he sighed, "so why was he summoned by someone who has no foundation in magic at all? It's really hard work." He sighed like this, as if I gave It's like he's causing trouble.

"But you don't need to worry about those rote principles, Master. In short, you just spend four days as before, and then die." His tone seemed to be talking about a very common thing, but those The words drilled into my ears but touched my nerves very well.

"Give me—" Although I really wanted to yell, I was stuck here and couldn't speak.

It's not because of him that I can't speak, but because I suddenly discovered who this guy's face looks like.

Rather than being that dark-skinned bastard like Archer, it's more like Shirou. ...Ah, but from any point of view, Shirou can't match this kind of guy with a bad mouth and a bad personality.And Amway is just such a black silhouette in my opinion.

A certain shadow hiding in the corner saw that I didn’t seem to be angry and struggled, so he sprang out from the corner and continued: “If the Master gets up and vents his anger, it’s better to pay attention to the time? Hey, after all, the Master’s cell phone came out before. A strange text message."

After he finished speaking, he sighed, and I picked up the phone curiously.

Another task.

The author has something to say: ?_～Would you like to play a mission... Or let's just play and watch the blue spearmen this time?Ah, by the way, after this cycle, a certain lucky [is about to withdraw from the male home game. In short, this cycle can be regarded as his special ending, okay?Huh