"Xenoggression" with fireworks is not fireworks, hey

I squatted down and hugged Torii Kiji, as skillfully as if I had done it hundreds of times.

The disconnected parts of her body were moved as if they were connected.

I looked at my foot, which was broken at the joint, and moved strangely.

Incomplete and unified, what happened to this world?

...Or, how should I save a dead person.

When I picked her up, I heard footsteps behind me.

"Ah, a guest is here." Someone said, and I felt a familiar voice.

I turned around and saw that it was a young girl with short black hair and a pink flower pinned to her ear. It was hard to tell who was more beautiful than her fair face.

Next to her was a tall man. Compared with the partial damage of me, the girl, and Asuki, he was obviously much more serious, and his body was already torn apart.

He didn't speak, but I felt that I knew him... It should be said that it was them.

"Ah, hello." I said politely, and then thought about caring for the man next to her, "Is he all right? His body is so badly broken."

"Honkai...?" The girl tilted her head, "meaning?"

"This little brother should be referring to the separation of the body." The man glanced at me and said playfully, "You look...a bit familiar."

"Body separation?" The girl was at a loss, lowered her head and thought carefully for a while, "But." She raised her head again, with a serious expression on her face, "You are all complete."

"There's a hole in my head." The man tapped his forehead and disappeared...not the forehead that should be invisible now.

"... Let me tell you a secret." The girl looked at us, as if she understood something.

"I can't see your holes."

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"I can't see your hole."

Hondocho spoke unexpectedly, she laughed, and pointed to the two people who saw them not far away, "I can't see them either."

"...Well." Anaito smacked his lips in surprise, "This is really, unexpected."

He groped for the hole in his head thoughtfully, and then laughed: "But little sister, to me, your hole is also the most special."

"...Don't tell dirty jokes." Hondocho rolled his eyes, and then reached out to grab Fukuta Yasutsu's hand, "Let's go, it's time to find Brother Naruhiko."

"I didn't mean that..."

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The pink-haired youth squatted down beside the corpse. He took a deep breath and pulled out the photo from the corpse pocket.

The young man above has the same face as him, holding a woman and a girl in each hand, and the family of three are all smiling happily.

Yes, there is no reason to smile at that time, because my heart will always be full and happy.

The wind blade rolled up the sand and swirled around Sakaito.

He remembered that he was not Sakaido.

His name is Ming Piaoqiu Ren, and he is a policeman turned murderer.

In order to avenge his wife and daughter, he shot the criminal alone.

then……

The blood flowing from the young man's body stood on his hands, in stark contrast to the white skin on his wrists, the red was eye-catching.

Maybe there is still a chance for treatment now...

He had thought about such an idea at the beginning, but in the face of the truth, that young man's life seemed as light as a feather.

At this moment, Ming Piaoqiu thought that he had indeed changed.

People who see only hatred in their eyes cannot see other happiness.

He fell silent for a moment, then stood up again.

That being the case, it is even more important to catch that bastard.Even for Muku and Ayako, I have to live in this dream...

The meaning of his life is not only revenge.

More of a redemption.

He looked into the distance, his wife and daughter were standing in the sandstorm, showing him a gentle smile.

It seems to be holding back, but it also seems to be urging.

This time, he was silent for a while, smiled, turned and left.

The photo of letting go of the hand spreads its wings in the storm, like a fragile butterfly, and finally disappears... Saying goodbye to the past and guilt.

No need to hold back, no need to urge.

Needless to say, the distance between the other shore and this shore.

The sin has not been redeemed, and one more person is owed.

... How can such a self be qualified to give up at the place closest to the end.

How can you have the right to regret it.

The man named Ming Piaoqiuren thought to himself.

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