[Comprehensive] Be a good person from now on

"You actually said... bored?"

"Are you going to destroy us just for this reason!?"

Yamato Mamoru was in a state of collapse, the plump flesh and blood on his cheeks had almost been eroded, exposing the dark white skeleton, the hand with protruding bony spurs struggled to grab Xia Chao, and was thrown by the ground halfway. The raised black shadow clasped his wrist and hooped it to the ground again.

"What a disrespectful statement. After all, something as horrible as 'boring' in my place cannot be called 'mere'."

Xia Chao raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"After all, things like scripts require conflicting points of conflict to create a 'climax' that amazes the audience. Although the script this time does not have much new ideas in terms of fun alone, it depends on the soul of the little girl. It still gave me a good sideshow, and I can get a passing grade for the time being."

"I'm a little tired after talking so much nonsense, let's talk about something serious."

Xia Chao clapped his hands suddenly, and with her as the point, a complete and pure blackness quickly spread.

—empty, pure black.

The entire Honmaru, swords, god judges, trees, land, buildings, everything was swallowed up by the black that spread rapidly in the blink of an eye.

"Ah, this is not acceptable, such a view is not suitable for welcoming guests."

Xia Chao snapped his fingers again.

The black gradually faded, and the surrounding scene changed again.

The peculiar and extravagant decoration style of European medieval aristocratic courts is resplendent and resplendent, and there are even occasional illusions of women wearing fishbone skirts holding men's arms and passing by waving gorgeous silk folding fans.

There was a huge ebony clock behind it, the long and heavy pendulum was swinging awkwardly, and the sound that came out also showed a dull and depressing sad tone.

The color on the wall seems to have been smeared with dried blood as paint, exuding a strange and dead air.There are withered white roses in the exquisite vase, and the thick curtains around are an extremely depressing crimson. A woman in a black robe is sitting in a dark golden chair, with her pale and slender hands clasped together. Putting his bone-white cane on, resting his chin on the back of his folded hands, he sat in the very center of the rotunda, looking at him with a half-smile.

Yamato Mori turned his head slightly, and standing beside him was the God Judge who had somehow returned to his normal appearance.

"—Then, let's begin."

The Demon King opened his mouth softly, and in an instant, the laughter of the crowd, the creaking sound of skirts rubbing against each other, and the dull sound of the pendulum all disappeared.

"It's rare for me to be interested in realizing the 'dead world'. It would be unreasonable not to give me a suitable program."

Xia Chao's face finally showed a little "interested" expression.

"Come on, I have prepared the stage and the audience for you, Mr. Yamato Mori, you are not alone at this moment, all the obsession, unwillingness, pain, struggle... all of the dozens of swords in the entire Honmaru I leave all the feelings to you; for the sake of you, the male protagonist, I deliberately reorganized the soul of the little girl who had collapsed, and let her confront you face to face."

After all, whether it is the girl's soul that is about to become a possession, or the powerful obsession suddenly erupted by these swords——

The "despair" that ended without having experienced a struggle and a choice is also in the category of boredom.

She doesn't need to say that Yamato Shou'an is stable, she has already felt it and seen it.

A powerful and terrifying obsession behind it.

And standing next to him, with a hollow expression like a puppet.

"——Clang, clang, clang! Then~ as the host of this show, I, Junko Enoshima, will personally introduce this impromptu sideshow to Lord Demon King!"

The beautiful girl with bright makeup jumped up and down between the two of them from a strange corner, picked up the hem of her skirt and spun around in an exaggerated manner, and finally made a scissors hand next to her cheek, showing a very brilliant lovely smile.

"Let me introduce myself, I, Enoshima Junko, as a super high school-level despair and a loyal servant of the Demon King, will be the two judges of this 'script'-so whether the two are qualified to complete the performance perfectly The effect satisfies Lord Demon King, and in the end I got a big reward package for a successful performance, this judgment will be decided by me~~"

"So, the first act begins—"

Enoshima Dunko lowered his voice, and began to read the words in a correct voice. It should be called "narration", or "the heroine's psychological activities" or something like that.

"—This is the reunion after death, this is the reunion after the rebirth of the soul, the painful and depressing sad life of the young girl, who thought that what she got in the new world was rebirth, but it turned out to be another silent betrayal..."

"It's so painful...it's so painful that I can't breathe..."

"Why do you have to justify? Why do you say something different from what you think?"

"You obviously never paid attention to me, did you?"

"Obviously..."

Enoshima Junko's voice overlapped with the hoarse and dry voice of the girl's God Inspector.

"What I heard in your mind is completely different from what you said."

"That's right! This is the beginning of the first tragedy in this story!" Enoshima Dunko raised his voice, and shouted dramatically and full of excitement: "Because I was born with mind reading skills, I was forced to know The pathetic girl who has done too many things she shouldn't know, the unchangeable fate has never let her go, and the girl has since fallen into an infinite cycle of despair that is not understood, not valued, and not loved..."

"—what a pity."

Enoshima Junko commented with a smile.

"This ability to listen to the soul makes her not even have the stupidity of self-deception."

"And you, Mr. Yamato Mori, your expression now is also very good... I learned the truth and thought through some things, and now I have a very good expression of pain. I am very happy that you are not what I expected before It’s so stupid, reminding me that I can’t imagine the cause and effect of the matter, although the slow-cooked food is delicious, but it’s a pity that I like to serve it faster.”

Enoshima nodded in satisfaction at Yamato Mamoru's stability, and then turned to look at the black devil who was watching all this with a smile on his mouth from the beginning to the end.

"How about it, Lord Demon King, are you satisfied with this 'desperate scenario' led by me, Enoshima Junko?"

Xia Chao propped his cheeks and leaned on the chair, with that gentle smile on his face.

"Ah...it's not bad."

"What a perfunctory answer, my lord."

Dunzi puffed up his face, "Except for the original script and the moment when you sold your soul, I haven't read your evaluation of me other than 'not bad'—that's really cunning, obviously Dunzi is the Lord Demon King The most loyal lackey... To put it bluntly, the fox you pet is no match for my infatuation."

"If it's you, whether it's a bitch, a slut, or a pervert, as long as it's what the Lord Demon King calls me, I'll accept it as a compliment without hesitation!"

"After all, I provided the script and actors, so I can probably guess what you want to do; besides, I have lived for so long, and I haven't seen what kind of development. Although the little girl is smart, I can probably guess even if she plays well." What kind of style is it?"

Xia Chao's evaluation with a smile.

"Hey... Is this the benefit of the senior department? It's really unfair."

Enoshima Junko's tone seemed to be complaining coquettishly, and he elongated his voice slightly dissatisfied.

"You're such a naughty kid. This sideshow isn't over yet, why are you chatting with the audience?"

"Yes! This will open the script for the next act for you!"

Enoshima Dunko turned around deftly again, and stood between the God Judge and Yamato Shou'an again.

"The two who made mistakes, now it's a spoiler for the reward of the previous script, and it's provided by Dunzi's special love~"

The shield looked serious.

"—Now that the Demon King is here in person, you will have a chance to make up for your mistakes. Do you want it?"

Two pairs of eyes looked at the girl beside her at the same time.

"Draw a stop sign here, and make a small deal with the devil, how do you choose? Of course, if you draw a stop sign here, then the soul of this lovely girl will be broken, my Lord Demon King After removing the dead world, your Honmaru will be cleared as a dark Honmaru;

If you make a deal with the devil, then you will have the opportunity to reverse time again. In short, it is against the original intention of your sword men and the government-you must change history to do it, ah, of course, such a result does not need If you say more, you will naturally be purged. Enoshima Dunko said with a smile: "Because the results of both sides are full of hopeless endings, so no matter what I choose, I will recommend it." "

"Ah, of course, there is a third."

Xia Chao suddenly spoke.

With a beautiful and bright smile that can be said to be a disaster for the whole country, and a malicious pleasure in the dark pupils that has not been concealed.

"As the two of you once wished, I can send the swords of those of you who miss the old master back to your former master—of course, it needs to be exchanged with the human soul of the god judge."

"...Then, I'll choose the third option." It was the god judge who made the choice without hesitation, and Enoshima Dunko covered his mouth in a small voice in surprise.

"The main hall!?"

Yamato Moran Ding looked at her in horror.The other party just glanced at him with that kind of dead eyes: "Is this the only correct thing I did as a god judge?"

Yamato Mamoru couldn't answer.

Facing such a desperate judge, he couldn't refute.

— There is no doubt that this is a dead end.

In the first option, the judge will die;

The second type, because of disqualification, the judge will also be sentenced to death if he is disqualified;

As for the third type...

This is an infinitely painful dead end.

Somewhat because she was tired of playing, Xia Chao stood up and walked in front of the girl, gently tapped her forehead with her finger, and the girl's whole body was filled with warm and pure white light, and the brilliance of the stars melted into Xia Chao's palm among.

And the demon king who easily took away the master's soul smiled and said lightly to Yamato Shou'an and the consciousness of the countless swords behind him:

"The deal is concluded. I will send you back to the former owner as agreed. Of course, if you really want to bring this child back, it's not impossible... Take the soul of your past owner in exchange, this little boy The soul of the girl, I will naturally return it as it is."

——Either return to the past with the guilt of killing the god judge, or kill the original master in exchange for a new master.

But is this the end?

of course not.

No matter how you calculate and judge, it is just an infinite loop of despair.