[Three-year Class E] Asagao

When she saw the ominously stained blade again, the girl's forehead twitched and ached.

The troublesome things are really easy to get together.

And Bai Zuo, who was planning to watch the fire from the other side, started pacing around them, as if he was observing the experimental animals.

"But speaking of it, you are really brother and sister, no less than the two sisters in Xuecun." Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, Bai's voice could not conceal the disdain, with a distorted smile , "That younger sister voluntarily implanted tentacles/hands for non-existent revenge to be used by me, and this person has always preferred to be my experimental product rather than reveal a word about you and the knife in your body—"

"It really took me a lot of effort—"

I don't know whether he intended it or not, Bai's words convinced everyone of their answer about the origin of the red-gold sword.

"Even saying something so stupid as [Even if it cost me my life, I will never let you touch her]!!" As if remembering some funny story, Bai couldn't help shaking his shoulders , loudly stimulated her eardrums, "But look at the present??! Isn't he facing his beloved sister with a knife now?!"

The girl opened her eyes wide, not out of anger because of the other party's ridicule, her eyes reflected the slightly reflective things that slipped from the face of the young man not far away.

"Oh? This is really..." Bai narrowed his eyes as if he had discovered something surprising, without thinking about how disgusting the smile under his cover was, "Does he still have consciousness?"

"But it's just right, it's more interesting this way."

"...In your opinion, all perverted things are really normal." The girl's voice was soaked in a sneer, and the chilling killing intent spread around her, "I will give you the supporting role." Shut up obediently, but don't make too much noise."

Meeting the sight of those eyes that were shedding tears for unknown reasons, as if recalling something, Xingzhi's expression softened for a moment.

That was indeed still a long, long time ago.

Their training started at an early age, especially the star branch who was born to be a bearer. Her training volume alone is naturally more than others.

Holding the blood-activating ointment, Xingming folded up the wide sleeves of his younger sister's kimono, looked at the bruises on the still young girl, and said distressedly: "Master is very strict, right? As a girl, Xingzhi must have worked harder than me. "

"Well, but there's no other way, after all, I inherited that from my mother." Allowing the other party to bandage himself, Xiao Xingzhi buried her brother in his arms and rubbed her head sideways, "Just treat it as a debt to brother price."

Freeing up a hand to flick her forehead, Xingming seemed to laugh: "It's nonsense, what do you owe me?"

"If it weren't for me, the thousand punishments would belong to my brother..." With eyes lowered, the girl's voice came out muffled.

"...Are you so resistant to it?" Hearing the emotion in her tone, Xingming thought for a while, but laughed, "Then it's my fault..."

"Then that's good, so we can probably say that we don't owe each other."

"One day when my brother is around, I will never let you pull out the thousand punishments."

Suddenly, warmth welled up in her eyes, but the girl who closed her eyes couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, muttering: "What a liar."

When the wrist is flipped, the long red-gold blade shines a beautiful warm color against the sky.

"Come on, let me see how beautiful your posture and strength are—"

Before Bai's words were even finished, the sound of the collision of soldiers at hand filled the entire space in an instant.

The sound of metal clashing was extremely crisp, and sparks burst out from time to time when the blades rubbed against each other.

If the two of them were holding ordinary swords, even if the blade was not cracked, it should still be full of scars.

But the young man and the girl didn't care about the weapons in their hands, they just tried their best to fight each other.

Every move, every move, contains a biting killing intent, hitting the vital point.

Between them, it seems that they have reached a situation where either you die or I die.

"It turns out that this is her trump card." Seeing the extraordinary sword in the girl's hand, Nagisa remembered what the man had said to Xingzhi when he accompanied him to find Luo Fuluo.

[You already have the trump card in hand, don't you? 】

The girl holding the gun at that time laughed noncommittally when she heard the words.

Thinking back now, he realized that the smile had left the shell of alienation and politeness, and all that was left was helplessness and self-deprecating emotions.

While muttering, Nagisa refocused his eyes on the girl he knew in the projection: "She must have been very sad at that time."

"……what."

But he didn't expect to hear the answer from the people around him. The red-haired boy stared at the figure on the screen like him, and the voice just now seemed to be his illusion.

But on the face of the other party, he didn't find any expression of surprise and astonishment that he should have. He asked softly, "Yejun, did you know it from the beginning?"

"It's not much earlier than you." Akabane shook his head, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

"But..." The girl's slender but tough figure was reflected in his eyes, and the corners of the boy's mouth curled up.

"She suffered for a long time alone."

Originally, the physical difference had put Xingzhi at a disadvantage, not to mention that she didn't know what kind of experiments Bai had carried out on Xingming's body, and how he was different from ordinary people now, even if the difference in speed and strength now It can barely be filled by the experience gained in Class E, but it is not a long-term solution after all.

What's more, she had experienced such a wheel battle before, and now the little physical strength left is rapidly passing by every minute.

The attack of Xingming, whose body is controlled by the ghost beam, gradually becomes smoother and more cunning as time goes by.

--How to do?

Standing up the blade to block the horizontal attack, Xingzhi frowned. At this moment, she hated her brother's quick adaptability.

—… Can I just hand it over to it?

Noticing the change in the girl's eyes, Bai's tone rose: "Are you afraid of using it? Afraid that it will hurt your dear brother?"

"No." Hearing the words, she laughed back angrily. The girl who made up her mind pursed her lips, and the bottom of her dark brown eyes gradually smudged with rich blood, "Because... the current him, right or wrong, I can't Killed."

"And you, you can't trap me."

That kind of aura and tone are completely different from the fierceness and arrogance when they are accompanied by the students in Class E.

The aura around her is naturally quite different from the gentle and harmless appearance before. The girl who is already an assassin is naturally as murderous as anyone else, but what she releases now is inexplicably strange, which makes people Some shuddered.

Xingzhi raised his head, and closed his eyes the moment Xingming attacked with a ghost beam in hand.

When she opened it again, the girl avoided the opponent's attack extremely quickly, lowered her center of gravity, turned around and cut the skin on the opponent's arm, trying to knock down the dagger in his hand.

The strength and speed she displayed now are unmatched by the self just now, and her unsloppy movements are not at all like someone who is hovering on the verge of exhaustion.

The moment her line of sight touched the deep purple blade in the opponent's hand, she slowly raised her eyes as if confirming something, her pupils reflecting the ominous color that almost merged with the night were as quiet as a deep pool.

But also bright red like blood.

Suddenly there was the sound of water dripping down, until the original light rain gradually accumulated in small puddles in the dilapidated ruins, the two still did not separate from each other.

But even if there is no win or loss so far, everyone can see that the girl who is supporting herself with a knife on one knee is already on the verge of her limit, both physically and psychologically.

Xingzhi raised his hand to shake off the liquid mixed with rainwater and sweat on his face, and his heart was actually more than half cold.

The method used on Xueli last time had no effect at all. No matter how many times she tried to seize control, how many times she called Xingming's own consciousness, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

If she couldn't liberate him from it, she would have to kill him here, who was swallowed by the ghost beam.

Even with such an awareness, Xingzhi still hopes to avoid the worst outcome.

Biting her lip, she stopped.

——In that case, I can only try this...

——Although I don’t know if I can come back.

Seeing the girl's movements through the screen, Mr. Kill squinted her eyes, this is...

The purple pattern is faintly visible on the girl's cheeks, but every time the color deepens to a certain level, it will be suddenly blocked by some invisible object, and it can't deepen anymore.

It is reasonable that Qian Punishment would make a mocking or expected sound at this time, but it was a little too quiet from the beginning to the end.

Xingzhi suddenly noticed something abnormal, even if she wanted to control it, she still couldn't completely give the control of her body to Qian Punishment's consciousness...

It was refusing to eat her soul.

There is no way for her to enter the final stage of the death of jade and stone that has always been experienced by every holder.

Involuntarily becoming anxious, when seeing the faint blood oozing from the corner of Xingming's mouth, Xingzhi knew that the time left for him was running out.

But her [Relying on] cannot reach the state of ultimate perfection, and it is impossible to pull him out of the current situation just by doing so.

--Why?Where the hell is...?

—what went wrong?

The thin ring on the ring finger of her left hand began to heat up faintly, but Qian Punishment suddenly vibrated violently in her hand, and it almost came out of her hand like a living thing.

It was similar to the reaction during the last ceremony, but it was qualitatively different.

When the two knives took shape, Xingzhi keenly noticed the difference in length between them and the two knives he could use.

The one in her hands now is shorter in length than the one she could use herself last time.

What flashed through my mind were the words and phrases I had seen in the scrolls in my family's library before, and at the same time the voice of thousands of punishments sounded.

[Relying on, using the inherited things to make the ancestors come to the world, and show their voices and appearances. 】

Even though there is still a mocking smile, the words have the opposite meaning.

【If you can do this step, you are pretty good. 】

Then she realized something, and her blood-red eyes suddenly widened.

——This, this is my mother's trick...!

She did not go through any ceremony to inherit the Thousand Punishments, so her [relying] does not rely on any ghosts and spirits...

The medium of her inheritance is her and Xingming's mother - Heyin! !

The moment she curled her mouth, Xingzhi felt herself being gently encircled by a pair of arms, patting and coaxing her as before, and the hand touching her cheek seemed to be wiping away her tears .

With the long purple-black hair scattered, the appearance of the phantom-like girl gradually changed, and her figure was slowly elongated.

While the light purple coat of arms spread across [her] cheeks, the last remaining consciousness of Xingzhi heard something.

That voice that she has always been attached to, that stubbornly binds her to the human side.

"I haven't given up all this time, it's very painful."

"The last step is for my incompetent mother to complete."

"My... my daughter."

At the same time that the girl had such a change, the camera on the side couldn't continue to work due to too strong interference, and the moment the video was interrupted, the atmosphere of the entire class E suddenly changed.

"...Then let's go to Xingzhi to check the situation for the teacher." The tentacle/hand that killed the teacher had already opened the window, but did not leave at Mach speed when the words fell, but stretched out his hand to For someone, "You want to be together too, classmate Ye."

Hearing the other party's question in an obviously affirmative tone, Akabane raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't ask questions that you know well, Mr. Kill."

He didn't ask why Mr. Sha knew the location of the ruins deep in Xingzhi, Akabane just stayed in front of it without saying a word.

But when he arrived at the scene, there was no sign or trace of Bai around.

When they saw the specious slender figure, both of them realized that it was not the object of their worries, and the other party bent his eyes as if he had sensed something, and turned around slowly.

The same purple-black long hair, similar brown eyes.

It was a face that was not young but was still exquisite. What the years added to it was not aging, but an indescribable temperament.

Xingzhi's face is [-]% similar to hers, so her identity is self-evident.

As if seeing through their thoughts, the woman nodded slightly and lowered her eyebrows, and the red-gold sharp blade in her hand turned in an arc.

The crimson pupils reflected the young man who was coming towards her with the ghost bundle in his hand, but she did not avoid it, nor did she panic at all.

Smiling slightly, eyes full of soft emotions only mixed with pity and helplessness.

"My dear son, it's time to wake up."