Peach Blossom Debt

Is there any special significance.

"Peach Blossom Fan." Qian Yushang called her.

"..." Bei Guran, who was immersed in those conjectures, didn't react for a while.

The red mask—does it have something to do with the girl who had an accident?

"Peach Blossom Fan?" Qian Yushang raised her head in confusion.

Bei Guran slowly raised his head, "What?"

"There is a diary on St. Rudolph's alumni forum..." Qian Yushang hesitated, as if thinking about whether he should say this.

"Related to the disappearance?" Bei Guran raised his eyebrows.

"The owner of this diary is Yuka Shimadani of St. Rudolph, and more importantly, she seems to be related to Atsushi Konno." Asaba said, "Yuka Shimadani and Atsushi Konno know each other, and they seem to be very good friends. As a friend, she mentioned Atsushi Konno, but she just said that she was very grateful for what Atsushi Konno said to her. The pressure of life, study and work has made her unbearable. She doesn't want to do it anymore, but those words gave her courage Facing life again, I also found the person Jun Konno said had the power to heal her heartbroken smile. Although that person didn't smile often, his simple and persistent appearance and unruly temperament became her salvation ..."

"..." Bei Guran frowned slightly.

"Is there any problem?" Qian Yushang asked softly, "Sure enough, this diary is worthless..."

"No, there may be a lot of information hidden." Bei Guran said, "Look up Shimaya Yuka's information, and maybe I will get the answer I want."

Qian Yushang didn't understand what Bei Guran wanted to say, but she quickly carried out Bei Guran's instructions.

Bei Guran's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and she reached out to answer the call.

"Peach Blossom Fan, Konno Jun is as clean as the written materials, excellent, gentle and considerate, just like a perfect template, people can't believe that she grew up in an ordinary and low-level family." Umi Watanabe Wei Wei gasped and said, "What's interesting is that in her family background, the things she uses are very high-end and expensive."

Bei Guran's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly turned his head and said to Qian Yushang, "Find out whether Yuka Shimatani is doing aid/dating."

"..." Qian Yushang was stunned, her eyes were full of disbelief, "No... she is a middle school student!"

"..." Watanabe Yumi was also stunned on the other end of the phone.

Bei Guran lowered her eyes slightly, "Check it out." She said coldly, "Don't forget that the term "aid/dating" is used for young girls like middle school students and high school students."

Qian Yushang fell silent, her slightly drooping eyes seemed to be holding extremely heavy emotions.

"I'm afraid it will be sooner. If I guess correctly, I probably know what those kidnapped girls were taken to do." Bei Guran said coldly.

Qian Yushang opened her eyes slightly, and understood Bei Guran's words.

Bei Guran didn't confirm her thoughts, but closed her eyes lightly, with no expression on her face.

This may be the reason why the red mask can cooperate with the underworld.

"Peach Blossom Fan, I feel your malice towards Red Mask." Watanabe Yumi's voice came from the phone.

"We still need some information." Bei Guran said indifferently, "It's still not enough."

"Huh? Peach Blossom Fan, you want to do something bad again." Watanabe Yumi chuckled, but there was no smile.

"It's just some small ideas. I'm ready to act. Peach Blossom Knife. I don't like fighting unprepared wars." Bei Guran opened his eyes slightly, and there was a dazzling light in his eyes.

"Your small ideas are generally amazing." Watanabe Yumi said.

"You always talk a lot of nonsense when you need to hurry up, Taohuadao." Bei Guran said coldly.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen, please order." Watanabe Yumi said rather jokingly.

"..." Bei Guran narrowed his eyes.

"..."

"Attack people first attack the heart."

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 5.5.1

Alumni Exchange Station for Junior High School Students→Sakura Garden for Youth Alumni→Sunshine Vitality Zone→6 Groups for Three Years

Topic: He Qingxue Tennis Team Tokyo Tournament Wins!

The first floor#小熊爱种cactus (the original poster)

He Qingxue Tennis Team Tokyo Championship!Everyone in the tennis club has worked hard!

The weather is very good today, and everyone in the tennis club is also training seriously as always.

By the way, there is a new transfer student in the class today, she is a cute girl, everyone should get along well (smile).

The second floor#Love toothpaste's meow

Come on Qingxue~!

The Tennis Club is heading towards the Kanto Competition and the National Competition!come on, come on, come on!

By the way, the transfer students are really cute, meow!Thanks for tutoring English meow!

Seems to know a lot!English is also great meow~!

The third floor#食货makes the world full of love

First of all, He Qing studies the tennis club!

Secondly, that transfer student looked familiar!

Oh, I didn't take this opportunity to strike up a conversation with a girl, this strike-up method is too old-fashioned!

The fourth floor#Walking the wrong set of basketball

Congratulations to the Tennis Club!

Then they both feel familiar!

The fifth floor#Love toothpaste's meow

Is it a bit like Konno-san...?

The sixth floor#柳花头 want to sell newspapers

So it seems a bit similar, the body shape and appearance are a bit similar!

And like Ah Chun, her bangs are almost covering her eyes.

Also, the studies are excellent~!The math teacher came up with such a difficult problem, she actually solved it in two or three strokes!

It is simply the reappearance of Ah Chun, the mathematician!

Seventh floor#The frog that eats the prince

In fact, the first time I saw her coming out of the classroom door, I thought it was Konno-san coming back to class!

Hey, it's been a long time since I saw Konno-san.

She seems to be absent for a long time...

Eighth Floor#The girl's heart is broken into an aunt's

But I think Ah Chun is much gentler than her.

But the new classmate is also very docile, like a little sheep~ Hey, it doesn't seem right to say that!

Anyway, Ah Chun is a very gentle person... I haven't seen Ah Chun for a long time, and I obviously agreed to go to barbecue together.

……

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Monday afternoon, sunny as always.

As the school bell rang, students in school uniforms gathered together in twos and threes. As the club activities ended, everyone went home one after another.

The long-haired girl in a light green uniform slowly left the school gate with her bag on her back.

She tilted her head, and passed by a boy with short chestnut hair in a black uniform and carrying a tennis bag.The corners of the girl's lips seemed to always have a shallow casual smile, like a delicate flower blooming on her slightly pale face.

The girl walked slowly.

The boy with short chestnut hair did not pause in his footsteps, but glanced at the road sign reflector at the intersection.It was reflected in the distance that the girl got on the bus to downtown Tokyo at the station, and a black car drove out a few minutes later.The boy's smiling eyes opened, revealing his beautiful ice-blue pupils, but just for a moment he was smiling like that again, making people feel good about him.

"Senior Fuji!" Takeshi Momoshiro, who was still wearing the sportswear of the tennis club and riding a bicycle, greeted Shusuke Fuji.

Takeshi Momoshiro straightened his legs and stopped his bicycle.

The boy in the hat standing on the back seat of his car jumped out of the car and pressed the brim of his hat, "Senior."

"Taocheng, Echizen." Fujisuke greeted them with a smile, "Are you going to the city?"

"Go to dinner, and buy tape by the way." Takeshi Momoshiro said.

Fuji Shusuke nodded with a smile, "Then we go in two directions."

"Okay." Takeshi Momoshiro nodded heavily, as if he wanted to say something.

Fujisuke patted Takeshi Momoshiro on the shoulder, "Then I'll go there first." He said with a smile.

"Get in the car, Echizen." Momoshiro Takeshi called to Echizen Ryoma, and helped the bicycle.

Soon they set off again, but Fuji Zhousuke behind them looked back, his ice blue eyes seemed to flash something, but before he could show anything, he saw their tennis club head Zhong Guoguang walked out of the school with a serious face.

"Tezuka." Fuji Shusuke called.

"Yeah." Tezuka Kunimitsu's expression was very serious, or rather cold - almost like a paralyzed face.

They looked at each other, nodded slightly, as if saying hello, and then walked in two directions—as if inadvertently, Assistant Fuji made a phone gesture by his ear, "I will contact you later." Said with a smile on his face.

"Well, don't be careless." Tezuka Kunimitsu said with a tense face.

Fuji Zhousuke had already gone far away. From a distance, he saw a boy with the same chestnut-colored short hair—the hair was shorter than him, and there was a fine scar on the upper right corner of his forehead. His expression was a little fierce and rebellious.

"Yuta." Fuji Shusuke seemed extremely surprised to see the boy—his younger brother Fuji Yuta.

"I just want to take a look, at this time..." Fuji Yuta said somewhat unnaturally.

Bu Er Zhou Zhu smiled slightly, and the smile on the corner of his lips was rarely sharp.

Sunny weather.

The streets of Tokyo are crowded with people.

In the distance, a long-haired girl in a light green school uniform walked slowly. She seemed to be on the phone. Her bangs half covered her eyes, and she lowered her head slightly, making people feel very docile and soft.

The girl tilted her head slightly and looked at the whole street, with a very shallow curve on her lips.

While talking on the phone, she looked at the window of the jewelry store for a long time, seeming quite curious.

Reflected on the glass, a young man in a black uniform who was far away came out of the supermarket to buy toothpaste, with a smile on his face, and his dark red short hair, which was slightly curled up with a fever, was very cute and energetic.

The girl seemed to bend her eyes and smile slightly, and said something on the phone without rushing.

Immediately afterwards, she raised her face and glanced at the sky. The sky was beautiful, with bright sunshine and shallow clouds.Seemingly inadvertently, she glanced between the buildings, and there was something faintly shining nearby, and the flashing white light was dazzling, so subtle that it was difficult to detect.

The girl started wandering aimlessly on the street again, talking on the phone.

After a while, she finished the phone call, stuffed the phone into the side of the backpack, and still walked on the street at an extremely slow pace.

Without warning, a man and a girl collided violently.

The girl's slightly thin figure fell back two steps before finally standing firmly, almost falling to the ground without a buttocks.

It was a small man—before the girl could see what he looked like, the man had disappeared into the crowd—the girl shook her head slightly, as if she was displeased by the man's impoliteness, but she didn't Don't care, very tolerant feeling.The girl lowered her head slightly and couldn't see her eyes, only a gentle smile on the corner of her lips.

She patted her clothes and continued walking into the crowd.

In the road sign reflector, the girl saw a boy in uniform with an egg-shaped head and extremely neatly cut black hair meeting the boy who bought toothpaste just now. He was still gesturing for a phone call, because the distance was too far to see his expression clearly.

The girl's footsteps paused, as if she was considering turning left or crossing the road.

But following this moment of hesitation, she saw a flash of a red mask in the mirror.

She turned her head abruptly—there was nothing in the surging crowd.

The girl blinked, and seemed to frown, a little confused, a little dazed.She stretched out her left hand and rubbed her eyes, then patted herself on the forehead, probably blaming herself for thinking wildly, then she chose to turn left.

At this very moment—she froze.

She had a hallucination that her heart suddenly tightened.

Like a subtle instinctive reaction to danger hidden deep in her body, she had a feeling of being watched—as if someone was staring at her with fierce, quiet, and murderous eyes.

Inexplicably, a feeling of chills and goosebumps rose from my heart.

She glanced back uncomfortably. It was still a strange crowd, with strange faces coming and going.

The girl involuntarily touched her arm with her hand to get rid of the uncomfortable heart palpitations.

When she breathed a little bit and raised her head to look forward, she suddenly saw a red mask staring at her fiercely, very close to her—the girl gasped almost immediately, and took a step back in fright. Immediately out of sight.But when she regained her courage to look carefully, she found that the red mask was no longer in her sight.

The girl stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously, her face full of disbelief.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief, "It's an illusion..." She whispered to herself—at this moment when her body and mind were relaxing, a hand patted her shoulder, which made her jump up in fright, and turned her head subconsciously ——I saw a red mask looking at her very strangely from the side of her face, as if her eyes were horrifying to eat people—the girl subconsciously opened her mouth wide and almost blurted out a scream.

"Come and play with me?" An inaudible voice came into her ears very vaguely, stopping her screaming.

There seems to be a faint sweet fragrance in the nasal cavity-it flows into the nerve endings very lightly.

At the same time, something seemed to be blowing gently in her ear, making it chilly.

The girl's nerves tensed.

In the blink of an eye, the red mask disappeared.

She looked around very quickly back and forth, began to breathe rapidly, looked around vigilantly and cautiously, and covered her chest with her hands.

Cold sweat... She could feel the fine sweat on her forehead and the cold sweat on her palms.

In the back-and-forth line of sight, she was caught off guard——she saw from a distance about ten meters in front of the left, a person wearing a red mask seemed to break into her line of sight unexpectedly, staring at it maliciously. She seemed to be devouring her—the girl backed away in fright and fell to the ground, but then she got up in a panic and walked quickly.

As she walked, she looked back. It was strange that the people around did not seem to see the person in the red mask.

The girl walked quickly among the crowd, breathing rapidly, with a restless and flustered expression, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

Gradually, she gradually changed from brisk walking to running.

But the girl's footsteps stopped suddenly, she was frightened and frightened, and her whole body froze there - she saw a man with a red mask staring at her strangely and fiercely at a dozen meters in front of her running, causing people to see from the bottom of her feet A cold air rose from her heart, all the way to the back of her head—she turned and ran away almost without thinking.

Before she could run for 3 minutes, she saw a tall figure with a red mask standing in front of her again, this time even closer.

The girl's face became extremely pale, turning pale and blue.

She turned and ran away again.

The girl heard her own footsteps... She seemed to be trapped in a spider's web by a spider. No matter which direction she ran, the man in the red mask always seemed to be one step ahead of her and waited for her.

And the man in the red mask seemed to be approaching her bit by bit.

In the crowd... I don't know which corner, the red mask is like a hunter, and she is like a prey, being cornered.

The girl's mind seemed to be gradually unable to think, and became blank—but in the panic, she still understood that she was being targeted, and remembered asking for help—the girl frantically reached out to touch the side of her backpack, Look for the phone she stuffed in her bag.

But she touched for a long time but couldn't find her mobile phone.

"Calm down..." the girl murmured to herself, "keep calm... calm down..."

She said it to herself over and over again, but she looked panicked as if she was about to cry, and her whole body was trembling involuntarily.

The girl's pupils constricted suddenly—she suddenly realized that her mobile phone had just been bumped by that little man and then stolen—she looked around, gasping for breath, her whole body trembling.

who can--

Who can save her——

The girl's legs seemed to be weakening, as if she was about to stumble and fall to the ground with every step she took.

She turned a corner, disappeared for a moment in the crowd and reappeared.

Looking around at the indifferent crowd who seem to have seen nothing, these strangers... the girl seems to be the prey of the end, panic and despair - why do they seem to see nothing? ——She was panting, her heart seemed to be clenched in pain and despair, and fear spread and entwined her entire soul like vines.

The girl reaches out to a person...

Please... help her...

She grabbed the hand of a stranger, and when she looked up, before she could speak, she found that the man was also wearing a red mask and staring at her strangely, "Play with me..." She heard the man say something vaguely. Said in an indistinct voice.

what--! ! !

The girl opened her mouth wide—the nerves finally tensed to the extreme and burst.

She was just about to scream out, but her hoarse voice was tightly blocked in her mouth, her throat seemed to be choked by something - a big rough hand covered her mouth, and the red mask was stuck to her body. Close to her face, she rolled her eyes and saw that people around her seemed to be wearing red masks, staring at her maliciously, as if they would swallow her up in the next second.

Nervousness, despair, and panic instantly covered her.

The girl's eyes darkened, and she fell limp.

Black……

There seemed to be a sweet scent in the dark—more intense.

Faintly felt a sad feeling shrouded in the darkness, which made people fear, tremble, and chill.

A hand brushed his cheek slowly, gently, and gently, as if he was touching the most fragile thing in the world, carefully and respectfully, but also like touching his lover, soft and caring.

"Ah Chun..." Someone whispered, like a whisper between lovers.

That voice, that tone, that movement... made people feel goose bumps all over their bodies, and felt extremely chilly.

"Ah Chun..." That gentle voice seemed to melt water.

It echoed in my ears over and over again.

It seems to penetrate into the bone marrow and soul a little bit, so sad, so affectionate, so terrible.

The person in the half-dark room was a young man in his 20s, with a pale face, and there seemed to be some strange excitement flickering in his eyes, which was very strange, and made people feel a chill from his body.

He gently and carefully stroked the face of the girl lying on the sofa with his hands, and pushed her hair aside to reveal her face.

The long-haired girl in a light green school uniform lay quietly, her eyes closed as if she was in a deep sleep.

Her breathing was weak and her face was pale.

"Ah Chun..." the young man cried with a smile, his voice was gentle but cold, and affectionate with madness, "I will find you...I will find a second you...right, Ah Chun... "

There was no other sound in the room, even breathing was pitiful.

"Look... I found it, I found the second you..."

The young man began to speak violently and hastily, with a strange and fanatical affection, which echoed in the room, making it even more eerie.

In the silence all around...

Without warning—

The girl lying on the sofa opened her eyes suddenly, staring fixedly at the young man above her.

Even the young man who gently stroked her cheek was stunned by the dark, dead, indifferent eyes that seemed to be out of focus.

"Ah Cheng..." She opened her mouth.

The voice is a little ethereal, a little dry and hoarse, and it seems that the original gentle and soft voice can be heard faintly.

The young man stood there in a daze, unable to react for a long time.

"How long do you want to soak my body in ice water..." The ethereal voice of the girl in the dim room echoed as if it came from outside the sky. It was icy cold and creepy.

The young man took a step back, fell to the ground and stared wide-eyed.

"Ah Cheng, I feel my body is rotting...it hurts..." the girl mechanically and slowly turned her head, staring at the young man, and said slowly.

That dead gaze seemed to pierce into the soul of the young man.

"Ah Cheng, I'm so cold..."

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 5.5.2

"Acheng..."

"How long are you going to soak my body in ice water..."

"Ah Cheng, I feel my body is rotten...it hurts..."

"Ah Cheng, I'm so cold..."

There is a dry hoarseness in the ethereal voice, and it seems that the original gentle and soft voice can be heard.

"Makoto Ayase..."

In the semi-dark room, the young man in his 20s was pale, his eyes widened, his whole body was stiff, his eyes were unbelievable or something, there was a strange glare in his eyes, which was violently rippling, "Ah Chun..." He murmured subconsciously, half expecting and half crazy, as if he couldn't believe it.

But soon Makoto Ayase's eyes changed, sharp and fierce, standing in the shadows, cold and cold from beginning to end, "You are—— Bei Guran..." His gentle and hoarse voice was full of bite The coldness in his teeth was extremely sarcastic, "You are not Ah Chun!" He stepped forward, his fingers pinching the girl's chin like an iron hoop, "You are the real leader of Bingdi Peach Blossom Fan, the leader of Peach Blossom Fan must be Vice President of the Student Union, you are Bei Guran."

The girl didn't speak for a while, her eyes were so cold, it froze her body and pierced her soul.

"Don't look at me like A Jun." Makoto Ayase pressed his hand on the girl's chin so heavily that he almost wanted to take her chin off.

But the girl's expression remained unchanged, as if she couldn't feel the pain.

"You deliberately transferred to Qingxue, which aroused discussions on the alumni forum—" Ayase Makoto's voice was calm and inexplicably sinister, "It was used to attract my attention, and even pretended to be a ghost in front of me." Then he whispered Laughed, the laughter was filled with a kind of cold madness and sarcasm, and his cheeks were even more sickly flushed, as if he was very excited, "I guessed it a long time ago-how could there be such a coincidence that there is a transfer student... but I didn't expect ...the photo taken...your photo...you and Ah Chun are so similar..." He gently stroked the girl's cheek with his other hand, "How similar...you are her...I know you are me The second Chun..."

"..." The girl raised her head slightly mechanically, as if doing so was very difficult.

There was no expression on her face, and her pure black pupils were cold and dead, without any fluctuations.

As if she had died - and as if her spirit was not here.

"Ah Cheng..." The girl opened her mouth again, her eyes still staring indifferently.

When staring at people like that, people can't help but feel cold from behind.

Makoto Ayase's eyes sharpened, and he hammered nails into the girl's eyes, "Don't call me like Jun." He growled coldly.

"Ah Cheng, where are you looking..." the girl said slowly, her gaze remained unchanged, as if she had lost focus.

Strangely, that ethereal voice didn't seem to come from the girl's mouth.

"Ah Cheng...why don't you look at me..." The girl's mouth moved slightly.

Makoto Ayase gasped for breath.

"Ah Cheng...look at me..." The girl's lips were still pressed one by one under Makoto Ayase's force, as if nothing could stop her lips from opening and closing mechanically, without feeling any pain, It also seemed that she was being controlled by something to speak involuntarily.

The voice didn't come from her mouth, and her vocal cords didn't vibrate—it swayed in circles around the dimly lit room.

There is a dense cool air in the ethereal.

"Ah Cheng, look up...why don't you look at me..." the girl said slowly, mixed with the voice that came from nowhere, "don't you like me..."

"No, Jun, I like you the most!" Makoto Ayase said almost subconsciously, but he immediately came back to his senses and grabbed the girl's neck, "Who--you are playing tricks! I know!" He roared frantically, "Don't think that you can just pretend to be Ah Chun..."

The girl's complexion is like paper.

"I know...you don't care about me..." the girl said intermittently, as if she couldn't hear Makoto Ayase, "There are so many things...I wanted to say it a long time ago, every time I see your face...but It wasn't possible at that time... Now that I'm dead, I can finally say it..." The girl couldn't open her mouth, but the voice kept coming, and it was as cold as ice water directly pouring into the heart, freezing the whole heart, "If it wasn't The Peach Blossom Fan... There are people who can understand ghosts and gods... Do you know, Cheng, how happy I am... Some of them can see me who is floating in the world and can't leave... I am full of resentment..."

Makoto Ayase's eyes were full of shock, as if he had been shocked by electricity.

"Ghost..." he murmured.

Alumni forums, old school buildings, haunting...

no, impossible...

Makoto Ayase was breathing heavily, he was strangling the girl tightly, his fingers were trembling, as if he couldn't exert any force.

But the girl's face was so ugly that she seemed about to pass out.

At this moment, there was a vaguely sweet fragrance in the air...

"I thought you would want to meet me...the first time we met..." the voice came from far away, "at the so-called red mask aid/dating party... you sent me a red mask, you don't know The gifts you gave me are all valuable, but I only remember the mask..."

"Ah Chun..." He said in a daze, "It's Ah Chun..."

Makoto Ayase gradually let go of his hand, looked around in a panic, turned around in circles, and looked at the ceiling, "Ah Jun, where are you!"

"Ah Cheng...you just want to know if I'm right...it's okay..." The girl on the sofa seemed to be unaffected by his pinch, sitting there coldly, quietly watching the flustered and gradually confused Ayase Cheng, her gaze is indifferent and dead silent, "I also hate Ah Cheng the most..." Her face was always pale with a touch of indifference, "I hate Ah Cheng the most...but every time I want to Pretending to be happy..."

"No!" Makoto Ayase covered his head with one hand, "No, Jun, you won't hate me! Jun likes me the most, right!"

"I hate Ah Cheng the most..." The ethereal voice seemed to come from far away.

"No!" Makoto Ayase grabbed his hair with both hands, his pale face became even paler, "Ah Jun loves me...I love Akun the most..."

"I hate A-Cheng the most... I know that I am not willing to be a friend/dating, but I must know my real name..." There was a trace of coldness in the ethereal voice, and it turned into frost and swallowed Ayase Makoto's heart step by step , "Obviously I know that my family can't support me...I know that I hate dating/dating...but I turned my friend...my classmate...a girl who is so similar to me into that...how I envy They, Ah Cheng personally ruined my dream..."

The girl knelt on the sofa, and there was a faint blue and purple mark on her neck, not very deep, but she stopped talking.

Only ethereal, ethereal voices echoed in the room with icy slags that froze the soul.

"I—" Makoto Ayase opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"A-Cheng is so self-righteous every time... Every time I want to be low-key... Every time I want to fulfill all of A-Cheng's wishes..." Every sentence seems to uncover the scars, stabbing the knife fiercely, Sprinkle salt on it, "It's just because Makoto is my guest...the only guest...I hate Makoto Ayase the most..."

"No——I'm not—" Ayase Makoto's thoughts fell into chaos, as if he had suffered the most terrible mental blow. He raised his eyes to see the girl, and his mind suddenly went blank—I saw the girl who seemed to be Konno Jun Looking at him with cold and merciless eyes, his face was no longer as gentle and soft as before.His heart was hit hard by a hammer, and then it seemed that his spirit gradually snapped and collapsed—something gradually shattered.

"Is Ah Cheng unwilling to let me go until I die..."

"..."

"Ah-Cheng put my body in the ice water bathtub...it smells like formalin..."

"..."

"But I still feel that the liver in my body is slowly rotting..."

"..."

"It hurts...so cold..."

"..."

"Ah Cheng, let me go... let me off who hates this world..."

The girl looked at Ayase Makoto holding her head in pain with that ethereal and indifferent voice. The pale face in her 20s already looked like a mental breakdown, but the girl's dark eyes were indifferent and indifferent, looking at him coldly and quietly. he.

The ethereal voice gradually disappeared.

But Makoto Ayase has completely collapsed, and can't even hear or see the girl.

I hate you the most...

Konno Jun hates Makoto Ayase the most—it seems to be a poisonous curse, echoing in Makoto Ayase's brain time and time again.

Why didn't she let her go until she died...

She is so resentful...

Why ruin her dream...

Why not let her leave the world quietly...

Konno Jun hates Makoto Ayase the most...

"Ahhh——" Ayase Makoto screamed, and his sickly pale face mixed into a distorted and collapsed expression.

The sharp voice echoed throughout the room.

The girl on the sofa never changed her cold expression from the beginning to the end.

It was such a faint expression that turned into disgust and ridicule, indifference and ruthlessness in Ayase Makoto's eyes.

She raised her eyes slightly, as if she glanced at Makoto Ayase, who was sitting on the ground with her head in pain, and Makoto Ayase had no reaction to her at all.

After sweeping through the door, the girl grabbed her own face and tore off a thin piece of skin, revealing her clear and indifferent face. She crushed the thing and stuffed it into her shoes, then grabbed her long hair to reveal her own face. With shoulder-length hair, she finally took the plain black contact lenses out of her eyes.

After finally finishing everything... She seemed to feel a bit of discomfort, reached out to touch her neck, and frowned slightly.

The girl looks nauseous.

"Peach Blossom Fan." Someone jumped down from the top of the room and quickly ran towards the girl, "Are you all right?"

"..." Bei Guran, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced coldly at Yumi Watanabe, his voice was very low, and the oppressed voice obviously wouldn't be so easy, "Are you a spider, it's fine to stick it on the ceiling , and can also sprinkle hallucinogens into the air with free hands."

Watanabe looked at her undefeatedly, "Is your woman really okay with her nerves?"

Is this the time to ask this question?

"And hallucinogens are the last resort. You also said that he used violence at that time. Maybe you will be strangled to death if I am too late." There was a faint anger.

Bei Guran gently touched his neck with his hands, his expression was indifferent, "We have determined Ayase Makoto's physical condition in advance, so I won't be strangled to death by him, and he likes Konno Jun because of him His body has always been sick, but only Konno Jun treats him as an ordinary person.” She paused, and looked at Makoto Ayase, who gradually fell silent into his personal world, “This is also one of the reasons why he chose to cooperate with the underworld. We want to cultivate a Konno Jun who is outstanding, gentle and considerate, with a good temperament, and his family background is relatively low, so he is needed, and he will eventually participate in aid/dating, and he will be the only customer."

Watanabe pursed her lips.

"In the end, I hand over the candidate who I don't think meets my heart to the underworld to send for aid/dating. This is probably the content of the cooperation between the underworld and him." Bei Guran's tone was flat.

"What if an accident happens!" Ami Watanabe was furious.

"Her brain structure is different from yours, Yumi Watanabe." Ruo Asakura appeared from somewhere in the shadows, wearing Qinggaku's light green women's school uniform. It’s really disgusting to soak a female corpse in formalin and ice water, I really don’t know what he thinks, pervert—but you are also perverted if you can make that kind of guess and guess it right.”

He looked half-complicatedly at the appearance of being trapped in his personal spiritual world and completely collapsed, and then said to Bei Guran: "I said earlier that I don't need to replace me halfway." Visible blue and purple traces, "Anyway, I acted in the front, you don't know how to act at all, and your acting is a mess. It's amazing that he didn't see it with his IQ."

The first part——Bei Guran, who stayed in Qingxue for a day, attracted attention with all kinds of excellence; and the middle part, from the school gate until the corner in Tokyo, was Ruo Asakura walking back and forth among the crowd wearing high shoes; Duan, after turning the corner, it disappeared and appeared again to ask passers-by for help, and at the end