On How Tears Can Intensify Damage

Fuheshier has been a little bit distressed recently because there is something wrong with his newly bought Taidao.

Maybe, probably, someone lived in it?

The girl who called herself Momoi Asuka said she was her future friend.

friend?That's what I said.Fu Heisher couldn't remember, a friend who can't give money is not a friend.

Even if the money is given, it may not be the case anymore.

The short-haired man in a black T-shirt casually propped his chin, staring intently at the racehorse running below.

Looking at it this way, the No. [-] I bought is still very promising.

"No," said a pretty female voice, "I want to buy size 3."

The soul that has become accustomed to living in the blade opens her mouth from time to time, and according to her own words: "pound", and when she came to her senses, she found that she had turned into a sword.

Tch, no one would believe this kind of nonsense even if you lie to a brat.

Then again, I seem to have a little ghost, the name is, what is it?

Can't remember, and it doesn't matter anyway.

Fu Heisher looked indifferently at No. 3, Ma Lianchao, No. 6 and No. 7, who became the final winners.

"Tsk." Fu Heisher clicked his tongue lightly with unknown meaning. It was already the ninth time, and this ghost was also right nine times.

"You can believe it now." The girl's helpless voice sounded.

Although I don't quite understand why I came from Shibuya in 2018 to Saitama in 2006, and I also met Mr. Shir in the past and became his sword, but I am still alive after all.

As long as you are alive, there is a way.

"About the fact that I'm from the future." Momoi Asuka had an inexplicable trust in Fuhesher.

Anyway, he died long ago, and now he is also a knife, so what is there to worry about?

Although Mr. Shi'er was a scumbag at any time, there was nothing he could kill him now.

"Oh." Fuhesher still looked listless, he stood up, and the excited crowd around him dispersed like Moses dividing the sea.

He is a frequent visitor to this casino, no, it should be said that he is a frequent visitor to several casinos nearby.

"So what? It's agreed in advance that I won't do anything that doesn't benefit me."

The tachi that the girl was boarding was wrapped tightly with a bandage, and was carried behind the man's back.

Fuheshier has broad shoulders and a thin waist. He has a perfect inverted triangle figure.It should be said that there was nothing perfect about this man.

Except for rotten souls.

The rotten smell can be felt through the bandage and the cold knife.

Maybe it's because I'm also a half-princess (?, Momoi Asuka can see the soul, just to touch the blade.

As if what else could be done to the soul?Momoi Asuka was a little dazed, she was expelled for no reason, and met this person again for no reason.

Very happy, but also sad.

"This is troublesome." The girl's voice was still so brisk, and she didn't know which one she was talking about. "How about I work under your hand to pay off the debt?"

"Huh?" Fu Heisher's face finally fluctuated a little, "You are the knife I bought, what are you talking about?" For the sake of the other party should be a woman (and there is a possibility of killing ), Fu Heisher chose to tell the other party euphemistically——

Give up.

"That can't be helped." The tone of the voice was a little bit wronged, but the voice was still soft and sweet.

Mr. Shir in the past was really difficult. Do it, Momoi Asuka let her mind fly.

The current self is more like the curse spirit in the knife given to Maki.Can't move freely, and has empathy with swords.

"Mr. Shier, can you cut off the bones next time? To be honest, it hurts a little bit." Momoi Asuka said whatever came to her mind.

As far as she knew about Fu Heisher's stingy temper, she would definitely be reluctant to throw away this expensive magic tool.

"I feel like I'm going to be destroyed in a second." It's already an aboveboard threat.

The veins on Fu Heisher's head were twitching, what kind of power does a knife want!

But when I think about it, I got this knife through my "hard work".

Fu Heisher clicked his tongue, "Be careful next time." Is it too late to get rid of this broken knife now?

"Don't think about it, Mr. Shier," the girl's gloomy voice sounded, "There is no more suitable knife than me in this world."

Indeed, Fu Heisher stepped a little restlessly, this knife was easier to use than any previous one.

Momoi Asuka: Could it be easy!An artificial intelligence, an artificial mentally handicapped.This is the advancement of technology.

"Don't think about it, a bad pot deserves a broken lid, let's make do with it." The vengeful girl returned this sentence to his original owner.

Although the original owner looked disgusted and said, "How can you say such disgusting words."

"Hahaha," the girl said with a smile, "Mr. Shier hasn't changed at all."

Fu Heisher touched his hair a little irritably, this kind of familiarity, this kind of complete trust in himself, really makes people very angry.

"However," the girl paused for a moment, and did not speak again.

"What?" Fu Heisher asked following her words.

"It's nothing," Momoi Asuka's voice couldn't hear anything, "I just feel that Mr. Shier's luck is really bad." He dragged his rotten soul to live without direction.

Being alive should have been a joy, but, in this man, it was a pain.He couldn't find the belief and meaning of living, he just lived and lived.

that is it.

Fu Heisher hated the girl's tone of voice, as if he was a prodigal son, and he could turn back if he was persuaded casually.

"Yes, otherwise how could I have met you." Fu Heisher replied angrily, why don't you go back?See if that kid is still alive.

Anyway, I also found him a stepmother.

Time goes round and round, like quicksand, no one can keep it, and no one knows where it is going.

Momoi Asuka watched coldly as her future teacher and current master fought.

Time really can change people, the girl thought quietly, the rough edges of the wanton boy were smoothed——

Became an oily, high-quality male.

It's you, Mr. Wujo.

In fact, it is easy for a 1.8-meter tall person to fall down. The big hole in the neck does not need others to say much.

Asuka Momoi is like a spectator, a spectator from the future.

Fu Heisher shook the magic tool in his hand, and took out the dagger that the girl was boarding.

"Don't use me to kill people." The girl's words made Fu Heisher stop for a moment.

"Don't forget your duty."

Mr Shire is a big idiot.

Momoi Asuka thought loudly.

This feeling of taking someone's life, the knife brushed against the unknown woman.The girl's heart is really super tender, just a light stab. Asuka Momoi knew that Fuheshier didn't use much force.

But, life is really a very fragile thing.

The girl is, and so is Mr. Shir.

Haven't you made up your mind?Why do you have to be determined to stand up when you live like a moth?

Self-esteem is really a strange thing, and Momoi Asuka didn't quite understand it before.

It is even more impossible now.

The girl was lodged in the knife and could not see the whole situation outside. She could only feel the feeling from the knife and hear the voices from the outside world.

Blood spurted out along the incomplete half of the body, and the knife that was lodged with an unknown soul was firmly protected by Fu Heisher with the other hand.

Fu Heisher didn't know why, he could obviously take out this knife...

But it's useless.

The opponent was Gojo Satoru, his blood-smeared eyes looked at him like a god.

In the words of a girl, she is the little monster who gives away the head and the experience.Fu Heisher laughed at himself, and comforted the trembling knife in his hand with his thumb.

That's all for now...

This helpless and absurd life.

"Is there any last words?" Gojo Satoru put out his newly realized moves, squinting his eyes.

Momoi Asuka wished she could do something.

In this way, there is no need to watch Mr. Shier confess his last words.

People. Scum is people. Scum, even the last words are so unpleasant.

Weapons don't have hearts, humans do, and the girl between the two can only watch what happens sadly.

This is a period of time in the past, and she is just a passer-by in it.

Therefore, watching the people he cared about turn into ashes, he threw himself out with his last strength to avoid being destroyed.

Despair is natural, right?Unlike Shibuya, I can help and take action.Here, I can only watch, just watch.

Not reconciled, Mr. Mingming Shier has become serious, as long as one chance, only one chance, he can have a new life.

A brand new, different life, even if the past ten years were muddled, but he will embrace another self.Say goodbye to yourself.

But why does fate always play tricks on others so much?Kindle hope and then destroy it, give it hope and make it despair.

Momoi Asuka made a decisive decision and used her own soul to protect Fuheisher's broken soul.

The phantom that does not exist is disappearing. In the corner that no one can see, a figure is becoming more and more obvious.

"This knife is interesting." Gojo Satoru picked up the knife protected by someone.

"Slap", there was a very light sound, and then, the knife body cracked, and pieces fell to the ground, making a metallic sound.

Goodbye, Mr. Shir.

Something flashed through Momoi Asuka's mind, but she was dragged into endless darkness.

When she tremblingly opened her eyes again, the thing in front of her eyes was the ceiling of the high school medical room.

Am I... not already dead?The girl sat up and made fists.

By the way...Mr. Shier!

Wanted to meet him, wanted to tell him in person, wanted to embrace that lonely soul.

"woke up?"

"Miss Glass."

"Just wake up." If she doesn't wake up, someone will demolish her small infirmary. "How does it feel?"

"Okay?" Momoi Asuka replied hesitantly, "There is nothing uncomfortable yet."

"That's good." Jia Ruozi kept writing on the paper.

"Sister Nitzi..." The girl looked a little embarrassed, "I can ask, have you ever seen a man with black hair, green eyes, and a scar at the corner of his mouth?"

"Why don't you go into more detail?" Jia Ruozi stopped writing and looked at the girl delicately.

"Speaking of it, it's really surprising. Things like 'resurrection' always feel like they happen on TV."

"Ah..." Why, there is a feeling that Sister Nitzi is fooling herself?

"So you know where he is, right?" The girl's eyes were full of expectation.

"When you get better, go find it yourself." Jiarui Glass patted the girl's head.

Well, it seems that many boys are about to lose their first love.

The author has something to say:

1. Don't ask!Why!I can live without my soul, I just want to live!That's right.

2. Me, can I have End Sahua? QQ

3. No!No impatience!It is because I like it that I can persist for so long, maybe because I am a fragmented codeword, sometimes the first half is one kind of thought, and the second half is another kind.

There are also some that I set by myself, so maybe I will understand better what I want to express.Really do not have!

Maybe it's the angle of view?I feel very smooth.Although there are still many problems.

3. My friend said that it would be more handsome to use a computer for code words. I heard that I tried it, and then... the pain mask...

It’s not as fast as I use strokes... Is it okay to write three words in one minute?

4. I, I was, wanted to write another book, but suddenly I had another idea.

Would anyone be interested if the main character, for various reasons, recognized a male target as a female?I kind of like it...

But I'm a bit scared...please do give some advice!

5. On the topic, what should I do if the registered author used his old father’s ID at that time?

#Knowing the fate of the old man and the unsolved mystery of the same humanities#

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6. This episode is different from what I thought, just a little bit off. (Almost written as BE) The following words probably mean that we are already determined to be together, and I wonder why it is so painful to be together...