Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Will Sakuya be where I returned?

Indeed, I once told her about the location. Although she expressed her interest at the time, I did not mention it afterwards. Because it is a toilet, it is easy to think of privacy, filth, and smell. It is natural that some girls with some cleanliness will feel shy and resist, but it is not convenient to speak in person. I understand this, so I have never thought about it.

However, Zuo Jiang, who proposed this location, is also a woman. Even if you consider the psychological differences caused by age, there should be a certain chance.

"That place is a public toilet. If the girl, would you go there specially?"

"No matter how reserved, as long as you care, you will definitely go." Zuo Jiang said with an empathetic smile.

Since Zuo Jiang is so sure, I can't help but feel more confident.

"Then how about going now?"

"Okay, I also want to see where Achuan returns."

So I led the way and the two went to the toilet together. In retrospect, this is the first time I want to go back to that place. When I woke up from the floor of the public toilet, the loss of memory and the dizziness that I did not know where I was for a long time were impressive.

Is not something to be missed.

Since I learned that the demon in Saya was summoned from a similar place, I couldn't help but think it was a cursed place.

The same is true. No matter me, Shirai or Sakuya, even Morino, a senior member of the Goat Guild, failed to escape the black doom.

Even so, the power of the demon has been peeped by human beings. There are still many people looking for these nodes. Even if it is not known from the parties, organizations with powerful strength will have other ways to know their existence.

Although I have never heard of reports of dead people there, perhaps the Goat Guild is about to know that place too.

There are fewer and fewer places to stay at night, and invisible fishing nets are gradually gathering.

"Zuo Jiang, be vigilant." I said this, and I was a little worried because Zuo Jiang didn't seem to be a type good at fighting.

But Zuo Jiang has no embarrassment.

"Maybe the experience of ad hoc judgment is not as rich as that of Zhenjiang and Fujiang, but the memory and the body are shared without any weakening, and I have also learned female self-defense techniques, so there is no problem."

As the sun goes down, the high blue sky, the distant clouds are dyed with golden red, and the cascading cars, like fish scales, extend toward the edge of the sky. The roar of the plane quickly went away from the clouds, pulling out a slender cloud.

The direction of the dragged shadow at the foot of Zuojiang and I was where the toilet was.

We stayed in front of the shop 50 meters away and described Misaki's appearance to the owner.

"I can't remember, although there are not many guests here, but I am not a patron, I will not deliberately remember." The middle-aged shopkeeper in his forties was embarrassed.

"Then forget, please give me a pack of camel cigarettes." I took out twenty-five yuan and put it on the counter, turned my head and looked at the door of the toilet with Zuojiang.

Is not much different from the memory when I left. The toilet is located next to a small square, but not many people visit, not even the charge administrator. The square also looks dismal. The plants in the flower bed have not been trimmed for a long time, showing a decaying scene. The halo of the sunset sprinkles on the stones, which makes people feel the feelings of twilight years.

Monitored outside for a while, walked around the toilet, and found no suspicious characters. The same is true after entering. It wasn't until the sunset almost fell completely below the horizon that I embarked on my way home with regret.

Maybe it was just the wrong time, with such a hope, and then for a few days, Zuo Jiang and I would come here to find Misaki.

In the school, several students who had been absent from school came back one after another, but Bajing, Baijing and Luanzhong were not included in the list. Probably a long time of tension led to a sharp increase in fatigue, and the school atmosphere began to relax negatively.

The police did not come to the school again, and the school did not take any good measures. They just used the lectures on the safety knowledge after class in habitually, and asked the class teacher to make home visits every three days.

Expecting to fight the demon, Zuojiang and I try to find the legendary holy thing that can drive and damage the demon as much as possible, and according to the proportion of exorcism outflowing on the Internet, confuse mercury, salt and rune, and then add ash. Stone, made into a special mercury warhead.

Two bullets will consume a gray stone, even if you count the gray stone brought by Zuojiang, it is also a very high price.

"Ordinary physical existence can't cause any damage and interference to the demon at all, and my axe has little effect. Perhaps it is not afraid of ordinary boundary-limiting weapons. That guy is simply a shadow-like existence." Zuo Jiang saves There are memories of Zhenjiang fighting with the demon.

"However, there must be a way to let it go, otherwise it is a joke to use its power."

"Maybe we can communicate and negotiate?"

"Even if it is possible, the question is why to negotiate with humans? What does it need that only humans can do?"

I don't understand that demons are very different from human beings. Human beings cannot be fully understood together with others who are human beings. How can they understand aliens that are substantially different in nature?

Miyaki said that the demon entered her body because of restraint destruction on the way of summoning.

Think about it from another angle, it may be "escape" into Sakuya's body, or "choose" Sakuya as the host.

No matter the former or the latter, there is an obvious common point. Miyake possesses the conditions of being a host, and is not completely occupied by demons, more like a landlord who rents a house. But she can't control the demon's behavior, and as time goes by, this fierce guest may turn against the guest.

However, it is still a guest, and Misaki's body is only a house.

"So, there must be a door that allows demons to enter and exit freely." Zuo Jiang said in contemplation.

"I think I know what the door is."

In my mind, the symbol of the five-pointed star between Misaki's chest and abdomen appeared.

One week before the midterm exam, I still came to the small square in the late years with Zuojiang after school.

This time, I have noticed the strange things scattered all around before going to the grocery store selling cigarettes.

Seems to be in an invisible vortex full of dirt and impurities.

An unspeakable taste but uncomfortable feeling in the bottom of my heart, even the shop owner who is an ordinary person is obviously uncomfortable, and after saying hello to us, he closed the door and left.

Originally, the small square was inaccessible, but now it is not even an outsider, as if it was all dispelled by this strange magnetic field. Therefore, the figure standing alone in the center of the square looking up at the sky becomes particularly abrupt.

She wore a hooded sports jacket, her face was covered by her hat, her hands were in her pockets, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

At her feet, almost a five-fold shadow of her body, occupied a large square behind her with a greasy image. The facial features, arms, and huge claws can almost be recognized from the outline of the shadow, which is the vivid image of a demon.

Can't talk about the difference, but it seems to be different from the impression in memory.

I tried to use the magic pattern identification, and I got two very different pieces of information.

One

Name: Saki Ye

Age: 17 years old

Occupation: Student

Weapon: None

Evaluation: D

of two

Name: Lower Demon

Species: Demon

Evaluation: B－

Status: normal

咲 夜 turned out to be a talented person, somewhat surprising, perhaps due to the presence of the devil. However, the separate information tips provide strong evidence for previous inferences.

Sakuya and the devil are not completely integrated.

Like I was afraid of disturbing the figure, I whispered the information to Zuo Jiang.

"According to the plan, Achuan, run." Zuo Jiang took out his axe and said cautiously.

"It suits me exactly."

I stretched my limbs ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ began to warm up, after the leg press, I took a deep breath and ran towards that side.

"Saki night!" There was still more than fifty meters away from her, calling out loudly.

As if taken aback, she quickly turned around and looked towards this side.

"Don't come, don't come!" She cried.

Is indeed Misaki's voice.

With her cry, a violent whirlwind rose, and she immediately screamed and pressed the hood that was about to be lifted off. The shadow of the huge demon figure was alive, rising from the ground and waving huge black claws towards this side.

Even so, how can it stop?

Very familiar feeling, fearless, even if the attacker gives a strong sense of oppression, but it is like running on the top of a narrow wall in childhood, jumping from the tall treetops, but knowing the danger but can not stop. It has nothing to do with whether it has superhuman strength, pure cold blood boiling.

I swayed my legs vigorously, as if the power accumulated in my thigh muscles had exploded at this moment. I feel like I have never run so fast, the feeling of the force of pedaling on the tendon is very clear, and the violently rotating wind can't stop it.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up again.

The magic pattern on the left wrist began to heat up, and a warm current vaguely entered the heart. Beating, running, the sound of blood pumps surging clearly in the ear.

Centered on the huge shadow demon, there is an invisible net covering any subtle movement and sound. I can't see it, but I can feel it. They collide, intersect, and affect each other, as if the individual knots are operating in a chain.

All this feeds back to the brain at the speed of electro-optical flint, it seems that every nerve is flowing a blue current, stimulating every inch of muscle.