Human tiger means that the tiger's needle does not poke

[Is it trash? 】

【But trash also wants to live】

【so!Do whatever it takes to survive!live! 】

The man who had been touched by a real person seemed to be awakened by this pain, just like being splashed with a bucket of cold water in the hot summer, the cloudiness in Shimabuchi Ha's eyes gradually turned into clarity.

But it is mixed with a lot of complexity and pathos, which is pathetic that real people can't understand.

"Hey! Brat—you..."

"Real people."

"Ok?"

"Help me, you hit too hard just now."

The destroyed face was slowly recovering under the moonlight, and the faint red light was so dazzling that people couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The super-cursed man with a disgruntled face just now groaned, stretched out his palm and clenched Shimabuchi Ha's hand suspended in the air, and then pulled him up.

The real person knows that Shimabuchi Ha has "resurrected from the dead" again, and the wound that existed just a dozen seconds ago has been repaired by Shimabuchi Ha's abominable ability.

When Shimabuchi grasped the palm of the real person, he deliberately used a lot of strength, as if he was holding a grudge, but as the real person said, the most important thing at present is to get out of this situation.

The premise of revenge is to live, whether it is the fake or the real person in front of him, he will slowly take revenge in the future.

After all, the ones they made up their minds were the few people they valued.

"Don't look, since we can't kill each other, let's leave early."

Although Shimabuchi gradually regained his vitality by relying on his own abilities, he was still weak. He half leaned on the tree trunk, covering his ugly resurrected face with his hands.

The face under the palm is gradually healing at a strange and frightening speed.

"I was going to die or live with me just now, but now I figured it out? You really deserve to be the 'Red Flower Lord' with the blood of nearly a hundred lives on his hands..."

The real person still embarrassed Shimabuchi with sarcasm, and the person involved was indeed moved by the real person's words, but Shimabuchi has returned to his smiling appearance.

"Just like what you said, the little doll will die if it dies. Besides, I don't have a choice, do I?"

The corner of the man's mouth bent down, and his brows and eyes were blurred at this moment.Shimabuchi knew that he chose to go the same way with Manatsu Youjie two years ago, and continued to cooperate with the current fake one year later.

After doing so many outrageous things, there is no way to get out of it.

If he escapes, he cannot do without being chased to death by these curses and conjurers; if he does not escape, sooner or later, Atsushi Nakajima will find out and judge him.

Since both paths lead to death, why not live longer?

Besides, where could he escape to?

Shimabuchi closed his eyes, and what was reflected in his red eyes seemed not to be the fireworks exploding everywhere now, but a raging fire that he set off after he escaped from that "purgatory on earth" two years ago.

His humiliation, blood and tears were burned there, the adopters who gave him twisted "love" were burned to death, and there was the starting point for him to return to this world.

That hotel was the beginning and the end of all misfortunes.

"Haha, you really are a sensible person, Mr. Yuan He."

The man took a deep breath, resisting the huge nausea to calm himself down.He moved slowly towards the bright place outside the forest, stopped suddenly halfway there, and said sullenly, "Really, my father's surname is not Dao."

"Huh? So what? You're not trying to tell me you're not your father's own?"

"No, I just want you to remember that I have nothing to do with him."

Yes, just because my surname is not the same as that man's, there is no relationship between them.

His surname is the best gift given to a gentle and kind person.

"how is the situation?"

"There weren't too many casualties, and the other party didn't seem to deliberately settle the account like the school did last time."

"Okay, as expected, you are more reliable, Nana Ming..."

The man in a suit and leather shoes holding his mobile phone for a call, with a meticulous hairstyle, was holding his breath listening to the tired teasing of the man on the other side.

Nanami Kento was rushing to the scene of the Arakawa Fireworks Conference at this time. He first received a commission from Gojo Satoru, and later met Nagasaki Yamei and Yoshino Junpei who asked for help on the way.

The situation is urgent, but there is nothing you can do if you are in a hurry.

Gojo Satoru had already rushed to several scenes one after another to deal with the tricky outbreak of the curse, and using more than a dozen moves for half an hour in a row made this strongest man a little bit tight.

Gojo Satoru really didn't expect that the group of old oranges above would take this opportunity to trouble the Wujo family.

And to make matters worse, they also emphasized the existence of 'Atsushi Nakajima'.

"Damn it, you actually want to push all these neglected cursing crises to that child... It seems that these old guys are really impatient."

The silver-haired man's long legs under the black uniform easily kicked out a third-level curse, and then called Dazai Osamu after ending his contact with Nanami Kento impatiently.

Before returning to Yokohama, Osamu Dazai once told him that someone in the group of old guys had already taken a fancy to Atsushi Nakajima.But it doesn't look like a good idea.

Gojo Satoru also admired Dazai Osamu for being able to deduce such accurate clues with a bottle of essential oil with a mental paralysis effect.

However, he still felt that Osamu Dazai's method of letting Atsushi Nakajima grow up alone was a bit inexplicably cruel.

The man's messy hair was blowing in the wind with pungent air, and Gojo Satoru was floating in the night sky. At this moment, he seemed to have some empathy.That feeling was the same as that of him losing his best partner, just like back then, unforgettable.

"Xia You...Jie..."

It's not that Atsushi Nakajima has never fallen into the water, nor has he experienced the painful feeling of being filled with water.

However, none of the previous falls into the water was as clear and slow as this time.The tactile, auditory, and olfactory senses magnified billions of times presented him with the rippling underwater world.

The silver-haired young man only felt that the scenery in his line of sight was suddenly covered with an impenetrable film, and the projection of light in the dark made Atsushi Nakajima feel extremely tired.

When he was knocked into the water by an unknown force, he only felt that he saw two familiar shadows.

A shadow sent him into the already cool river, and a figure chased him down from the bright world into the water with only a little bit of fluorescence.

The water waves silently soaked through the young man's clothes, face, and hair, and every bit of it threatened the beast in Atsushi Nakajima's body to the outside of him.

The wide river surface was a cramped space at this time, the young man curled up his limbs involuntarily, the soreness in his temples made him struggle to open his eyes.

【so sad】

【Better to die】

【It turned out that I was just a monster with one ability who was detested by others】

Atsushi Nakajima listened to the shallow sound in the water waves around him, he struggled a few times, and was driven to a dark place by the blood that flashed in his brain.

The young man remembered how miserable his two newly married teachers were, how his best friend's mother died shortly after he left, and how his blood-stained palm was under the fireworks just a few minutes ago , and how to watch his friends being shattered by the cruel reality of their existing happiness.

He even remembered how the young man beside him, who was like a little sun, shouldered the heavy burden and pain that he shouldn't have at this age because of his one step difference.

It shouldn't be like this, he obviously wants everyone to be happy, how could... "Dun!"

A voice broke in abruptly, is that someone calling him?But excuse me, he's tired.

The so-called redemption, if you are willing to give up and sink into the mud, then no matter who tries to save it, it will fail.

At this time, Atsushi Nakajima gave up going upstream precisely because he was so disappointed in himself.

In fact, it is very easy to break free from this river, but he only wants to sink slowly, and really realize the evaluation of himself by the dean - "not worthy of life" and "get out".

"Dun! Open your eyes! I am..."

who is it?His mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something, and he made a sound, but Atsushi Nakajima couldn't hear clearly.

He opened his mouth slightly to reject someone's kindness, but in an instant more bubbles were poured into him.

Gululu, Gurulu, the smelly river water mixed with air bubbles poured into the young man's nasal cavity, making him feel suffocated even more.

"Dun - don't die!!! Live!!!"

In a daze, Nakajima Atsushi felt the pull of his wrist, and then felt himself being stuck to something soft.The water was still soft and warm, and for a moment Atsushi Nakajima felt like he was entangled in a small stove.

He looked again, and found that a dazzling pink was so eye-catching in the dark here.

"I'm Yuren, I'm Knotweed Yuren. Atsushi Nakajima, wake up—"

The faint light splashed from the bottom of the water to the entire water surface, making people feel as if it was daytime.

Knotaba Yuhito was so eager to pull Atsushi Nakajima to the surface of the water that after his lips breathed away from the silver-haired young man, he pulled Atsushi Nakajima's slender wrist red with all his strength.

He didn't care about the strange light on his body at all, he just dragged the young man in his hand blindly, trying to bring Atsushi Nakajima, who was in shock and unresponsive, back into the dry air.

The wet and cold water circled the two people who were shrouded in bright light, forming an inseparable layer.

And at this moment, Atsushi Nakajima finally opened his eyes and saw clearly the person who had been trying to save himself and told him his name.

It's Knotabagi Yuren, the Yuren he likes, the boy who is as warm as the sun.

"Youren..."

"Dun, you will be fine, you will be. You are everyone's hero, you must see with your own eyes how grateful everyone is to you. You have saved many people, so you have to save yourself."

After finally diving out of the river, Knotaba Yuhito hugged the thin and semi-conscious Atsushi Nakajima in his arms.

His anxious tone made Atsushi Nakajima laugh at himself, and said weakly: "I can't save myself..."

"Yes! If it's really not possible, then let me save you!!!"

"Dun, everything will be fine, please don't give up on yourself, okay?"

The big hands that were dry in the past were soaked in water, but they were still warm even though they were wet, and the hands with thick calluses were tightly holding the pale, blood-stained hands.

Knotaba Yuhito lowered his head and leaned close to Atsushi Nakajima's ear pleadingly.He could see Atsushi Nakajima's expression of being weary of the world and wanting to die, and he also more or less felt the secret of the weak young man on his body.

He has never felt so sorry for someone, and he has never been so afraid of losing someone, especially after Atsushi Nakajima mentioned the word 'like' to him.

Although Knotaba Yuhito is young and inexperienced, he also knows that his heart beats like a drum when he faces Atsushi Nakajima's slightly shy smile.

How can liking someone superficially only care about his appearance?He thinks what he likes is the soul living in this small body, as he once said, gentle and strong enough to protect others.

You can even leave yourself alone for the sake of other lives, just to grasp the slightest chance of life.

Atsushi Nakajima was like that when I was in school, Atsushi Nakajima was like this during the juvenile incident, and Atsushi Nakajima was still like this when Junpei had an accident.

You can see him bleeding and retreating from the enemy's beating, but you will never see him give up and run away. In the view of Knotaba Yuhito, Nakajima Atsushi is too good.

Even when he lied, he didn't stab himself or others... "I mean what I say, Don, if no one saves you, even if it costs me my life, I will save you—"

The cold wind at night blew through the drenched two people, which obviously brought a chill, and gradually brought Atsushi Nakajima's broken thoughts back to the furnace.

He felt that the whole world in front of him was slowly rising, and the person who led him to appreciate the rising was holding his Knotweed Yuren.

The headache and the deadly death were gone, Atsushi Nakajima coughed several saliva painfully, his lungs were burning with pain.

He held on to the clothes of Yu Zhang Youren tightly, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw to prevent him from slipping away, really wanting to be rescued by others.

"Youren..."

"Ok?"

"I will save you next time, for sure, because we agreed..."

"Yes, because we have already agreed, we cannot go back on our word..."

The clear and clear laughter penetrated this somewhat sad night.

The unique voice of the youth is good to hear, dispelling the smog and pain that have been hovering in the air for a long time, making Nanami Kento and other auxiliary supervisors who came in a hurry feel quiet and at ease.

The chaotic endgame was also unraveled at this moment, because the resurrection of Atsushi Nakajima and Yuzu Yuuto from the dead is still a secret.

So after Qihai Jianren found the two 'Izushui Furong', he explained some matters and took them away directly.

And Megumi Fukuro, Maki, and Rose Kizaki, who happened to be staggered with the three of Nanami Kento, also met again.

The dog Juanji who was in charge of evacuating the crowd was a few steps behind others, and because of this, he witnessed a person's embarrassment and haggardness.

"Student Dog Roll."

As usual, his voice was flat, with a faint smile on his face, and the messiness of the red-eyed man made him no longer as decent as he was when we met a few times ago.

Gou Makiji was stunned for a moment, looked at Ka Shimabuchi who passed by him and waved at him.

I don't know what's wrong, Shimabuchi He actually felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.When he turned his head, a few tears rolled out of his eyes.

Shimabuchi felt that the wind must be a little strong at night, or that the smell of gunpowder in the wind was too irritating and irritated his eyes.

Otherwise, why would such a wicked man cry?

"Big mustard?"

It was just a sudden thing that the dog rolled a piece of paper towel that was crumpled by him into the man's palm.

Shimabuchi is in a trance right now, he didn't expect the dog curly thorn to come over suddenly, so he hastily stepped back a few steps, the red blood eyes were filled with coldness in an instant, and he took off all the camouflage.

"The kindness will be repaid one day, goodbye."

So, next time we meet, we will be enemies.

The man walked lightly and quickly, and Gou Juanji was also busy looking for Fu Heihui and the others, so he could only watch Shimabuchi He disappear from his eyes and be washed away by the sea of ​​people.

Liao Liao A few fireworks staged the final one-act play, but it was not yet time for the dust to settle.

The author has something to say:

The chapter of the fireworks show is over!Flowers, flowers!Shuanghu is really coming to the finale!

After that, after the exchange meeting, it will not be far from the end!

There are basically not many foreshadowings, and I will update the sweet little episode after the main text is finished!