The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

I was pressed on the window sill, dizzy, and my wrist hurt like it was about to be broken.

"Hey, it's another boring story. Why are the fears of human women always the same, with nothing new?"

The smooth fingertips rubbed the skin on the inside of my wrist, and the hoarse voice in my ears reminded me of the moment when my nails scraped the blackboard: "Although what you are afraid of is boring, you have a wonderful skin, and I will peel it off with my own hands." .”

What is he saying.

How can I not understand?

And his appearance is not human at all!

It is said that after fear accumulates to a certain limit, it will become numb instead.Looking at everything in front of me, I just feel that my mind is covered with a thick layer of fog.

I seem to have forgotten something very important.

Maybe it's a scene, maybe it's a thing, maybe it's a person.

It wasn't until the skin on my wrist became cold, facing the bloodstains flowing down, that I slowly realized what I was going through.

The sharp nails easily broke the skin, and the nerve endings finally transmitted the pain to the brain, and the rationality screamed frantically, danger! ! !

Without thinking about it, I lowered my head and bit the hand that grabbed me with the greatest strength.

It tasted very disgusting, like rotten vomit, and there was something like a soft ball under the skin, which made me tremble from my bite.

I was mentally prepared to do my own futile work, but who would have thought that the monster would let out a cry of pain and throw me against the wall.

My back hit the cold and hard wall, and the bloody smell rose from my throat in an instant. I lay on the ground, and in the blackened vision, I vaguely saw a bloodshot eye growing in the center of the tooth mark on the monster's wrist.

In that eye, the white part of the eye was covered with dense bloodshot eyes, but the eyeball was divided into many compound eyes like some insects, and red liquid was slowly pouring out of it.

"Hiss—I just wanted to peel your skin," the compound eyes blinked, and the monster opened its mouth hoarsely, revealing a mouthful of sharp and dense teeth, "Now, I've changed my mind!"

Goosebumps and cold sweat came out together, I got up, dragged my tingling body and ran outside.

The door opened, and my father and other people who had come to look for me were gone. There was a deathly silence in the empty living room. I opened the old anti-theft door at home, intending to rush down the stairs, but ended up facing the scene in front of me I froze.

An identical living room appeared in front of me.

The door next to the living room was open, through the door, I saw the monster standing at the window and smiling at me: "What are you running, you are in my domain, you can't go anywhere."

I chose to close the anti-theft door, then ran to another room next to it and pushed it open—as expected, the living room and room were exactly the same, and the monster didn't even change its posture.

Kitchen door, bathroom door, including my original room door... I opened them one by one, and always saw the same scene.

Behind me, the monster stepped towards me, the anger on his face had long since disappeared, and turned into exuberant excitement.

"It seems that you don't know, yes, after all, you are just an ordinary human being, how can you understand the mysteries of other worlds?"

It gets closer step by step, no matter how many times I open and close the door, how far I run, the distance between it and me will always keep closing at the same speed.

Finally, for the last time, I shut it forcefully against the anti-theft door, and even tried to pinch one of its hands, but the hand disappeared on the spot and appeared on my neck.

"Among all my prey, the most interesting one is a female conjurer," the cold and piercing voice approached, piercing into my ears, "She is pretty good at it, and she tricked her by forcing me to transfer my heart to my arm , By the way, do you want to know how she died?"

No, I don't want to know.

The strength on my neck made me speechless, but unfortunately the other party obviously won't make the same mistake again this time, I couldn't even shake my head.

There was a low, horrifying laugh, and I heard it say, "She committed suicide."

As the voice fell, I saw its other free hand raised in front of me, and then stretched out its sharp nails, scratching down from above my sweater.

The hand touched my chest, and I reached out tremblingly to grab it.

Huge force came from the part I was holding, and after a brief pause, my hands were pressed and moved down together.

The voice next to my ear mocked: "You are still struggling. You do have a heart that is tougher than theirs, but what is the use of it?"

In the increasingly dark field of vision, I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "No..."

Why don't you struggle, man will conquer nature, three points depends on luck, seven points is hard work.If I hadn't always firmly believed in this sentence, I would not have chosen to jump off the stairs alone when I was 17 years old.

I sneaked into the vegetable market where fish and dragons were mixed together, stayed in a pile of rotten fish and rotten shrimp for a day and a night, and then used the only 150 yuan I had left to buy a black ticket, and embarked on a lonely escape road by myself.

If it hadn't been for an accident, I would have saved enough money to go back to school. Fortunately, my luck was not too bad. After the accident, I came to another world and met a very good person.

Yes, I remember it all.

Before losing consciousness, I suddenly let go of the opponent's hand, and instead chose to break his hand on my neck.

Then, taking advantage of the moment it relaxed, it called out that unique name.

"Five Satoru—"