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step.

Each new garment is doomed to crumble with the remains of the child.

They are like prisoners tied to a prison cart, slowly and irreversibly pushed by the world step by step towards the cliff.

【Please... who will come...】

【Who comes, save us...】

In this way, for the continuation of the world, for the happiness and well-being of the "majority", the tragedies of a few people spiral endlessly——

Now, another batch of new living sacrifices has been born.

.........

Part01 Kaori Shiratori

——Two years ago, in an unknown village——

"Oh, it's really thanks to you, Xiao Xiangori... If you didn't come here to help, it would be really hard for me, an old woman, to clean up this house."

"Where is this? Mother-in-law, you are too polite. I have been taken care of by you since I was a child."

The girl answered with a smile, while her subordinates waved the broom nimbly while tidying up the messy things on the table.She has curly, slightly shaggy chestnut hair piled in a mess around her shoulders, making her look like some kind of furry animal.

This child was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was at an active age who couldn't rest for a moment.Probably due to the lack of oil and water in the food, the girl's arms were as thin as a matchstick, but her complexion was still rosy, probably because of the redness of the howling wind in the wilderness.At this time, her sweaty cheeks were covered with a thin layer of dust due to the cleaning, but her oval brown eyes appeared brighter.

"Uncle, you can bring your luggage here—ah, or do you need my help?"

After roughly cleaning the house, the girl jumped over the threshold in three steps in two steps, and waved her arms to the man who was waiting outside the firewood door leaning against the earthen wall.

The man named "Shibata Mamoru" arrived in Kaori's village early this morning. He claimed to be a wandering scholar who came to investigate the customs and customs of the remote countryside.The villagers have not interacted with outsiders for a long time, but they still retain the simplicity of hospitality, and immediately mobilized the whole village to find accommodation for rare visitors from afar.In the end, an old woman who had been widowed for many years reorganized the old house and vacated the guest room for Mr. Scholars to stay in.

Kaori happened to live nearby, and she loved new things the most in her life. When she heard that outsiders were coming, she couldn't hold back her curiosity, and immediately slipped out of the house to welcome the guests.

However, the foreign guest simply ignored Kaori's kindness, and questioned her mother-in-law in an unceremonious and domineering manner:

"I heard that there is a child in your village who is regarded as a 'saint'?"

"Yes, yes, sir, you know a lot."

The mother-in-law went in without knowing it, and just thought he was a traveler who came here for fame, so she chatted enthusiastically with Shibata without any vigilance.

"'Saint' and 'Holy Son' are old traditions in our village. The rules passed down from generation to generation are older than me."

"I'm very interested. Can you go into more detail?"

There was a scorching spark in the man's eyes behind the lens, as if a starved wolf was looking for a piece of raw meat, and sticky saliva almost dripped from the corner of his mouth.But the old lady's eyes were too dim to notice the ecstasy evident on that elegant face.

"Hey, it's all old talk."

It was rare for someone to ask the mother-in-law for a story, so she chattered away without any doubt.

"Since a long time ago, some people in the village have auditory hallucinations when they give birth to children, saying 'human pillar', 'your child is chosen', 'he will offer himself for the world' and so on. At first no one believed it, But most of those children died before reaching adulthood, and the longest lived did not live to be thirty. Parents were crying to death, and a white-haired person gave a black-haired person, that is a tragedy..."

"and then?"

Shibata smacked his lips impatiently, and interrupted the old lady who was immersed in emotion in a cold voice.

"Ah, look at me, people talk too much when they get old, sorry. Later...more and more children died, and gradually, people in the village had to believe that voice. Everyone said that these children They were summoned by the gods...and died for us living people. Thinking of this, we feel very sorry for them who died."

"so--"

"So, we call the chosen children of each generation 'Holy Son' and 'Holy Maiden', and enshrine them as gods to protect people. In fact, whether you believe it or not, we are indeed chosen by these children. Guard it with your life."

There was a hint of sadness in the old woman's hoarse and soft voice. She looked up at the lively girl who was busy fluttering butterflies not far away, and her eyes were full of kindness and affection like the warmth of a spring day.

Perhaps infected by her sigh, Shibata groaned for a while before helping the mirror frame and quietly said:

"...Then, who is this generation of children who are regarded as gods?"

"Oh, you don't know the guest?"

The old woman smiled kindly, raised her thin arm like a dead branch, and pointed to the door.

"—The current saint is this little Kaori."

In front of her finger, the girl held a struggling butterfly with one hand, and turned her head with a smile on her face.

"Uncle, did you call me?"

"impossible……!!"

Even Shibata, who was calm and self-sufficient, couldn't help being shocked and muttering to himself when he saw this scene, he took a step back, leaning his back against the cabinet before barely standing firm.

"Human pillar...how could a human pillar be like that...it's obviously a human pillar..."

——How could she be smiling so happily?

"I think I know what you're surprised about, Uncle."

The girl seemed to understand the confusion in Shibata's heart. She raised her arm and released the butterfly she had just caught into the sky, smiling and turning her face to one side.

"In the so-called 'Pillar of Human Beings', there seem to be quite a few frail and sick people who died in their teens. However, I belong to the luckier one: my health is fine, and I seem to be able to live longer."

"Having said that, it's only been more than twenty years. Little girl, are you really... not afraid or resentful at all?"

Shibata stared at her for a long time as if he was going to swallow this little monster alive, before he asked aggressively.

"However, I am healthier than most of the selected children. If even I feel scared, how can they bear it? My parents are working hard to support me, and I can't put on a shameful appearance to make them worry. Besides, I am already considered lucky compared to others, so I have to set a good example for everyone.”

Kaori murmured with her hands behind her back, and drew a circle on the ground with her toes a little cautiously.Then, she suddenly raised her head as if she had a flash of inspiration, and smiled innocently at Shibata.

"And don't you think, uncle, that people squander their lives precisely because they don't know when they're going to die?"

"Varied……"

"Well, this is what my mother said, and I just learned from it."

Kaori blushed with embarrassment, lowered her head and gently tugged at a strand of messy hair.

"It probably means that people who don't know when they will die always think that they can live for a long time, so they postpone the things they want to do indefinitely, and they often die in the end without accomplishing anything. But I know the limit of my life span, so I will I am very careful~ I spend every day wisely, maybe I can live 20 years as much as someone else's 80 years... I think this sounds great, what do you think?"

"........."

Shibata was stunned for a moment, unable to answer.

In order to rescue her daughter from Renzhu's fate, she did not hesitate to run around and wear moon and stars; but the girl's parents easily gave up hope of redemption, and even taught her daughter to accept the cloud of death hanging over her head calmly.

If he hadn't met in this way, he would definitely have scolded the couple to the bone - how could they succumb to such an unreasonable fate? !They don't deserve to be parents at all! !

However, the sincere and bright smile of the girl in front of him left him speechless.

Why not angry?

Why don't you cry?

Why not blame your parents and curse the gods?

"Why are you……"

"Huh? You asked why... I don't know very well. But my mother-in-law and the others have said that the 'saint' in this village has another meaning called 'all the goodness in this world'. So, I think in a limited time , play the incarnation of kindness for once. Although the "die for the world" kind of thing is a bit annoying... But to be honest, the only "world" I know is my parents and everyone in this village. Everyone treats me So gentle, how can I harbor evil thoughts towards them?"

I want to be all the good in the world.

The girl's thoughts and prayers are all contained in this single sentence.

Seeing that Shibata kept his head buried in silence, Kaori thought he had finished interrogating her, so she stepped out of the door with a brisk pace and waved goodbye to him briskly:

"Then uncle, I'll take my leave today. If you need a guide, you can come to me at any time—I wish you a happy stay in this village~!"

"Ah...ah."

Still hanging his head down, Shibata replied vaguely.

"Little Kaori is a caring and sensible child."

The old lady rubbed the corners of her wrinkled eyes, and said to herself with some sobs.

"To be honest, there is no child in the world who is not afraid of death... That child knows that everyone is worried about her, so she always slaps her swollen face to pretend to be fat, and pretends to be a silly smile, making everyone think she is crazy. It's hard to use, and I don't understand anything, so we can feel better. Actually, I know the old woman very well, Kaori, she has a bright mind..."

"Oh, yes."

If the old woman's dizzy eyes were better at this time, she would be so startled by Shibata's hideous and distorted smile that she couldn't move.

(Finally found.)

The reason why Shibata Mamoru set foot in this remote village by following the clues was because he heard the vague rumor that "the saint who believes in that village seems to be a personal pillar".He only regarded this as the ignorant superstition of the villagers, and went to the village with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Unexpectedly, he really dug up this living treasure.

At that time, Shibata had quietly selected the walnut as the drill bit to connect the world, and the only thing missing was a suitable container for the Holy Grail.

There is nowhere to look after breaking through the iron shoes, and the perfect candidate is presented to him by himself, so why should he not make good use of it?

"All the good in the world".

From a literal point of view, it is exactly the opposite of Angora Mainu, the source of the pollution of the Great Holy Grail—"all the evils of this world".The saint girl who is so respected and worshiped may have the pure magic power to wash away the silt of the Holy Grail.

There could be no more suitable vessel than her.

If Shibata was not the biological father of another short-lived girl, but an ordinary villager like the old lady who accepted Renzhu's favor, he would definitely be amazed by the pure and noble heart of the girl, and thank and bless her from the bottom of his heart.

However, when his sickly biological daughter was put on the other side of the balance, Shibata's conscience accumulated over decades of honest life was irretrievably tilted.

For his one and only treasure, he would do anything—anything, no matter how outrageous it might be.

…………

"I say, girl."

In the name of visiting the natural landscape, the "guide" Kaori was lured to the wild alone, cleverly concealed from the eyes of the villagers, and after taking the unsuspecting girl back to the city, Shibata was methodically preparing for the transplanting of the Holy Grail while watching with cold eyes. Kaori Shiratori, who was still under anesthesia and unconscious on the test bench.

The girl's unconscious sleeping face, An Xian, was so beautiful that she lived up to the name of a saint, but the man's determination to save his daughter by using her as a crowbar has not wavered in the slightest.

"You said that you want to be 'all the good in this world'?"

Even though no one heard him, the man continued to mutter meaningless words towards the sleeping girl.

"Then, become the Holy Grail... Let me realize this wish. Don't worry, I will remember your good deeds... After the thing is done, Xiaocai and I will definitely thank you...Of course, the premise is that you are made After the Holy Grail, I can still maintain myself, ha, ha ha ha..."

In the end, the rationality in Shibata's words was swallowed up by almost mad joy, leaving only a twitching intermittent dry laugh.

"Haha...hahahaha......?!"

Before the laughter dissipated, the vibration of the man's throat stopped abruptly, and he pressed down his gaze with a bit of confusion of waking up from a dream.

"……uncle……"

The girl who was supposed to be in a deep coma stretched out a thin slit of her eyelids, and her skinny five fingers bent into eagle claws—the frail appearance was more like a dove than an eagle—cling tightly to Shibata’s wrist, the man could almost feel it. To the painful calluses on her fingertips and palms.

"Uncle...I...will..."

There was no trace of fear in the girl's clear and clear eyes, only filled with heavy compassion and firmness.

"What did you say..."

"I will always...be...me...myself..."

Kaori stared stubbornly at Shibata's frantic and distorted face, and squeezed out words from her throat bit by bit.

"I don't...will lose..."

——This girl, with her natural sensitivity, has probably sensed the bumpy road ahead that she will be pushed on since then.

However, even though she lost her memory and her original heart, only the last moment before her consciousness sank into darkness, the declaration of war she whispered to Shibata still remained clearly.

(I don't...would lose.)

So, two years later—

"...Unbelievable."

The well-dressed elite with glasses stood by the window of the laboratory building, his eyes following the girl who stumbled and rolled down the steps at the gate without stopping.

He had hoped that the android placed next to Kaori two years ago to monitor would take back the Holy Grail, but Nanakusa Izumo developed the self-will to "protect Kaori" and refused to carry out this order.Shibata had no choice but to order Saber to obliterate this failed attempt to attack the world lord, while assigning other Servants to rob Kaori, and at the same time relieve her psychological hints.

So far, the plan has gone smoothly.Next, it is enough to eradicate all Masters and extract the Holy Grail brought by walnut from Kaori's body.

——However, the girl who should have collapsed due to a sudden memory change suddenly regained consciousness at this time, and even tried to sneak away while the defense was taking a nap.If Shibata hadn't just walked to the window and looked into the distance, she might have escaped without anyone noticing.

"Want to chase?"

The blond knight held his sword at his side and asked in a cold and flat tone.

Obviously, there was no loyalty or enthusiasm in Saber's words, they were just mechanical lines uttered in accordance with knight etiquette.

Shibata didn't answer.

He just watched Kaori melt into the darkness with mixed eyes, and then raised his hand carelessly.

What an ugly run, he thought.

After all, he is a countryman who grew up in the wilderness.It was rare to bring her into the city to receive a two-year higher education, but when she regained her memory, she still looked like this stupid village girl.

Even the tough stance of not admitting defeat is still intact.

What a... disgustingly stubborn girl.

"……what."

Finally, Shibata sighed almost viciously, and pulled the curtains with a rude gesture that did not match his image.

"Let her go."

The author has something to say: an update in the middle of the night——! (don't make trouble

Just reading this chapter can almost understand the karma of Renzhu.In this world, only Renzhu has the quality of magic, and they are the only ones who can make the Holy Grail, so Shibata will find Renzhu as a container.Kaori's experience is very similar to that of Angola, but she is not regarded as "all the evil in this world" but "all the good" by the villagers.In fact, she did neutralize the black mud, because there is no dark side, and she will not be stained black like Sakura... The Holy Grail that appeared in the end should be an ordinary wishing machine.

Shibata... Although he loves his daughter, he has overdone it. He will not be whitewashed.Why do you want to whitewash a bastard, I'm not Amano (Get out!

PS: Wo finally wrote a text of more than 20 words! ...Although the writing is quite frustrating.The next article has become a magical comprehensive manga, it is better to treat it as a tutor/basketball/otome game fan...

PPS: Speaking of tutoring, when I saw the tragic truth of "The Son of the Rainbow is a pillar of support for the world"... I'm sorry I laughed!Before, a girl asked "Is Renzhu really that strong?" Now I can say "Yes, yes, as strong as Riboun!" (Death

45 Act Six Towards the Final Stage

"Uncle Shibata, what's the child's name?"

——That was in the middle of the Holy Grail transplantation in Kaori Shiratori's body, when Nanakusa Izumo had just obtained a human form.

In Shibata Mamoru's private research institute, a delirious girl was lying on the experimental table, casting a weak and curious gaze at a glass cabin filled with transparent liquid by the wall.

In order to prevent Kaori from waiting for an opportunity to rebel, Shibata knocked the girl unconscious and brought her back to her house, and immediately implanted a false memory in her brain that "I am suffering from a serious illness and is receiving special treatment".Kaori quickly accepted this setting, and wholeheartedly thanked this kind doctor who took the initiative to treat her.

Even though she trusts Shibata wholeheartedly, Kaori still feels lonely from time to time.Her nature of curiosity and love of contacting others has not changed, so she often asks Shibata "I want to meet more people" when she is sane.After she begged dozens of times tirelessly, Shibata moved an artificial human that was about to be successfully developed into the ward where he put Kaori under house arrest.

Like the usual works, Shibata only cares about the function of the androids as "dolls", and is quite perfunctory about their "human" parts.Under his day and night research, this puppet numbered 18 has both outstanding physical fitness and amazing magic circuits. In terms of its hardware configuration alone, it is almost comparable to Einzbern's early achievements.

However, the necessary parts for No. 18 to be a "human being" - body shape, appearance, and personality - are all data copied from the Internet by Shibata to save trouble.It was just an ironic coincidence that he would become a fake of Hibari Kyoya. If Shibata had closed his eyes and clicked on another link, then he might have been cosmetically transformed into Uchiha Sasuke, Asakura Yoshi, Takasugi Shinsuke or any one with explosive fighting power. Characters that are superficial and have the attributes of the second class—for some reason, Mr. Researcher thinks that the second class guys are easy to control.

This is not surprising, Orochimaru thinks so too.

Then he was killed by Zhong Er.

In short, for Shibata, who faithfully adheres to the principle of realism, as long as his dolls are obedient and able to fight, appearance and temperament are only trivial matters.This is the same as his dog raising: a good dog is willing to help him bite someone and kill him. It doesn't matter whether the dog is called Laifu or Wangcai.

Because of this, when Kaori asked him with big eyes that were pure and gentle like a doe, Shibata was immediately dumbfounded.

——What’s the name of this puppet?

How could it be possible to answer.

You can't necessarily tell her that this guy is called "Kyoya Hibari Ver. Pirate Version", right...?

Although it is indeed possible for the innocent Kaori to believe it, such nonsense goes against Shibata's aesthetics.

"...uh, cloud... cloud. Cloud, cloud... by the way, Izumo!"

Before the girl became suspicious, Shibata casually said the first word that flashed through his mind.

"Well, it's called Izumo. This 'Izumo-kun' is seriously ill like Xiao Kaori, so he needs to recuperate for the time being. You see, I fulfilled your wish and brought you friends. Let's get along well?"

——It is said to "get along well", but in fact, number 18 at this time is far from self-awareness, even if he wakes up from the training cabin, he is no different from a newborn baby, and cannot communicate with Kaori at all.The reason why Shibata put them together is, on the one hand, to break down the weak defense of the girl under the banner of "fulfilling your wish", and on the other hand, to let the artificial man get familiar with his future surveillance objects as soon as possible.

The girl was naturally ignorant of Shibata's intentions, she was only concerned with rejoicing at the arrival of her new friend, and for the first time a satisfied smile appeared on her thin face.

"Izumo, Izumo... Izumo. Hmm, I heard this name from my mother-in-law. Is it the place where the gods have a meeting? Because the gods have all gone to Izumo for a meeting, and people from other places I can’t find any gods, that’s why Japan has the term ‘Kannazuki’. Izumo is such a bad boy who abducted everyone’s gods... If there is no god, who will fulfill people’s prayers.”

"Ah...? Ah, ah..."

Most of the time, Kaori is peaceful and reticent, but she is uncharacteristically noisy when meeting new people and new things, which Shibata is used to.

"But on the other hand, as long as you pray to Izumo, the gods in the meeting will definitely hear you, right? Hehe, I feel so relieved to have Izumo by my side. It's like carrying a mobile shrine with you."

"……what……"

Maybe it's the sequelae of brainwashing, the girl's logic is messed up.

That's good too, Shibata thought.Considering that he wants to use the girl's "all good in this world" trait to neutralize the Black Holy Grail, he can't destroy Kaori's pure nature too much, and he can't let her fall into negative emotions and can't extricate herself.In order to keep the girl's overly positive character to the maximum extent, he planned to send her back to normal human society after brainwashing, and try to give her all the happiness that a young girl can get.

——Since her personality cannot be destroyed, her IQ should be destroyed.A stupid girl is easier to handle than a smart one.

Seeing the "doctor" groaning silently, Kaori once again sank into the fantasy world where she was alone, talking to herself happily like singing:

"Izumo~Izumo...I like the sound of the name when I say it. Izumo~Izumo...Izumo~"

The girl struggled to raise her drowsy head, and the boy's ebony hair, fair skin and delicate facial features came into view.

Accustomed to seeing the dirty faces and bird's nest heads of the boys in the village, this young man looks as handsome as a prince from some country in Kaori's eyes.

"He's so pretty..."

The girl murmured in surprise, but then frowned in confusion.

"This child...is so beautiful, but can only stay in the jar? Can't talk to other people, can't make friends, and can't listen to others praise him?...It's so lonely."

"Izumo doesn't feel lonely, he's always been like that since he was born."

Shibata looked away and prevaricated indiscriminately.

(Yes, just like my little Cai. Since she was born, she has been unable to touch the outside world, and even the little color in her short life has been deprived... That's why I can't bear it.)

"yes."

The happy smile was instantly replaced by depression, and the girl pursed her lips and lowered her eyes as if she was about to cry.

"There are so many kind people outside, so many new and interesting things...but this kid doesn't know anything. My words...can't I do something for him?"

"Xiao Kaori can definitely do it. No, it should be said that only you can do it."

(That's right. Just for my poor and lovely daughter, take the initiative to sacrifice that cursed life.)

"Well! But now I'm in danger, and I may not be able to do much... Before Uncle Shibata cures us, I'll tell Yun the story outside. The sun, the sky, the spring flowers and The snow in winter, I feel like I won’t get tired of talking about it for a few years.... By the way, I can still pray to God! Anyway, Izumo is close in front of me, and the gods in the meeting will definitely be able to hear it.”

Kaori didn't pay attention to Shibata's complicated and troubled expression, she put her hands together and closed her eyes.

"Great~great god..."

【Please let Izumo and I become friends—and then, let's go to the outside world together. 】

…………

As a girl with a universal wishing machine, she expressed her trivial wish to the god who pushed her into a desperate situation.

That became a thin ray of light in the eternal night of the future, but it was enough to illuminate the way forward.

Then, the story of boy and girl begins.

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"...What are you doing with such a disgusting plot. Kaori, is there really such a thing? Could it be that man copied it from some shojo manga and stuffed it into your head?"

"Huh? Izumo is too cunning, telling me to face reality with such a stinky mouth, didn't I forget what happened in reality?!"

"Wha... I was still in the can, who knows what's going on outside."

"It's really worthless, so you are Izumo and not Izuku. Even if Mr. Mukuro is canned, he can still know about the outside world..."

"Why do I have to compare the intelligence network with that kind of criminal?! Besides, he has a girl outside—"

"You have a girl too! I said Izumo, how long do you think I've been telling you stories?"

…………

blah blah, blah, blah.

Ever since Izumo Zuijian proposed "Anyway, I won't be able to get out for a while, and you're bored, why don't you tell the story of the past", this kind of dialogue with zero nutritional value has been repeated between the two.

The beginning of Izumo's real memory was when he entered high school with Kaori two years ago, and before that, there was a chaotic blank.For an artificial person without a past, it would be a good thing to be able to learn the details of his birth and the bond between the two from the mouth of the girl; but Kaori's description is full of unrealistic, sweet and sticky brown sugar-like romantic colors So much so that Izumo felt a strong creep before he was relieved and moved.

Although the boy's personality is quite different from his prototype, but no matter what, he is far from the hero of the girl manga.Kaori is indeed an ideal heroine - she looks very much like the little white flower of the Virgin that is often hung up by readers to flog her.

"An-all in all, I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said just now. Kaori also forget about it quickly."

Izumo turned his face to one side awkwardly, and at the same time subconsciously patted his shoulder through the shirt, as if to wipe away the goosebumps that had just ooze from his body.

"Huh? I said so many things just now, which one did Izumo make me forget?"

Kaori said with a smile on her lips, while speeding up her pace to keep up with the young man who was rushing forward.Once she got rid of the previous delicate posture imposed on herself, the movements of this mountain village girl are as brisk and agile as a roe or a wild fox running through the forest.

"For such an important thing, forgetting it once is enough to make people regret it. Whether it's about my hometown, Izumo, or taking Izumo back to my hometown to meet my parents... I will never forget it again. gone."

"...?!"

The young man stepped on a twisted tree root on the ground and sprained hard.When he was cursing in a low voice while rubbing his ankles and turning his back, the mechanically pale, bloodless skin was obviously covered with a thin layer of red.

"Kaori... there was an unusual sentence just now, did you notice it?"

"Hey, what?"

Kaori waved her hands wildly, and smiled to herself.

"My hometown, Izumo, bring Izumo back to my hometown—this is my past, present and future. Although I'm not very smart, I'm not stupid enough to make a mistake about such a major life event."

"..."

The girl's smile is still bright and dazzling, just like the hot sun on the seaside of Okinawa.However, perhaps because the sun was too hot and scorched the ground, Izumo could vaguely see the black smoke rising from behind her smile.

...women are horrible.

After witnessing the insane behavior of Walnut and her nest of girlfriends, the teenager realized this again from the bottom of his heart.

——Different from Himizaka Kurumi, Shiratori Kaori knew everything she was carrying from the beginning.Her hometown has spent hundreds of years verifying and accepting Renzhu's unbreakable tragic fate, and a whole set of traditional customs has developed from this: Since the simple villagers regard deception as a great evil, Renzhu has been told the truth for as long as he can remember, and the villagers It will turn the gratitude and guilt into kindness and concern, accompany and support them to the last step of life, like a grand and tragic ceremony.

In other words, all the people in the village who have not lost their minds have fully recognized and resolutely accepted their own way forward.

Kaori is also one of them.

(...Ha, haha. Of course, such a girl is not a simple character. Rather, I think she is simple. I am simple.)

Izumo smiled wryly to himself, and glanced at the girl who was bouncing around with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

Whether it is the original country girl or the imaginary rich lady, this girl is always full of energy.Just looking at her free and unrestrained climbing movements, and the leisurely way of stopping to watch the wild birds on the branches from time to time, it is impossible to imagine that the two of them are lost.

(Speaking of which, when I got lost in the woods, this guy was still counting the stars and singing...)

hum.

"...?!"

Like a sudden short circuit of a certain nerve, the sharp auditory hallucinations shook the eardrums.Before the boy had time to react, the inexplicable dizziness and nausea suddenly hit him overwhelmingly, causing him to curl up instinctively.

"how……"

Izumo gradually slowed down while enduring the pain, and finally stood still with his forehead pressed, not even noticing Kaori's worried call.He just stood there in a daze, a strange sense of emptiness filled his mind.

"..."

The bottom floor of the warehouse where memories are stored seems to have been pierced by some sharp weapon, and the vivid time spent with Kaori leaked out of the opening like water, fading and diluting little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a freshly plastered wall in the end. brand new white wall.

(At that time... what song was Kaori singing...?)

(No... that time... that time, when did it come? Kaori and I, what did we do then...?)

(No... Speaking of which...Kaori...Is it?)

Pyril————

The characteristic high-pitched electronic sound when mechanical products go wrong echoed in the brain.

wrong.His brain was originally a product similar to machinery.

So... It is really very simple to wipe out the data stored in it.

(Why... so now...)

"Izumo?! Izumo, Izumo! I won't make fun of you anymore, please cheer up!!"

The girl in front of her was looking at her nervously.who is she.What does it have to do with myself.Why is she so anxious.Is she sorry for her pain?But who is she.

He must know her.But who is she.He must have made some promise with her that he must keep.But can't remember what it was.He and she are bound together by something.But already forgotten.He felt unable to leave her.But I don't know why.

This girl this girl this girl.

Do not remember do not remember do not remember.

why why why.

"..."

Lost in memory and knowledge, the boy who was forcibly rewound back to an empty shell, lost his strength and spirit like a robot with power cut off, and slid down limply against the tree trunk.

"I, cloud...?"

Kaori remembered this scene.

When the boy first staggered out of the training cabin, it was this ignorant and empty appearance.

At that time, she, who was tossed to the brink of death by the Holy Grail, held the boy's hand, repeatedly called his name, and babbled gossip about the world.

——Izumo, Izumo, listen to me.

——I, although I usually laugh heartlessly, occasionally I feel that I am really miserable.Why is everyone alive and kicking, but I have such a nasty disease.But Uncle Shibata said that you have no family, you can only be bored in a can since you were a child, and you have never talked to anyone... Now I feel that the complaining self in the past is really despicable.Obviously Izumo is much more difficult than me...Obviously