Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 70: Devil

Will Sakuya be where I return?

　　 Indeed, I once told her about the location. Although she expressed interest at the time, she didn't mention it afterwards. Because it is a toilet, it is easy to think of privacy, filth, and smell. It is only natural that girls who have some cleanliness will feel shy and resistant, but it is not convenient to say it face-to-face. I understand it this way, so I have never thought about it.

　　 However, Zuojiang who proposed this location is also a woman. Even considering the psychological difference due to age, there should be a certain probability.

　　 "That place is a public toilet. If a girl wants to go there specially?"

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

　　Since Zuo Jiang is so sure, I can't help but gain confidence.

　　 "Then how about going to see now?"

　　 "Okay, I also want to see where Achuan came back."

　　 So I led the way, and the two went to the toilet together. In retrospect, this was the first time I wanted to go back to that place. Waking up from the floor of the public toilet, the loss of memory and the dizziness of not knowing where I was for a while are memorable.

　　 is not something to miss.

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

　　 The fact is also true. Whether it was me, Shirai or Sakiya, even Morino, a senior member of the Goat Guild, failed to escape the black doom.

　　 Even so, the power of the devil is under the prying eyes of human beings, and many people are still looking for these nodes. Even if they did not know from the parties, organizations with powerful strength would have other ways to know their existence.

　　Although I haven't heard reports of dead people there, maybe the Goat Guild will soon know that place.

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

　　 "Zuojiang, be vigilant." I said that, a little worried, because Zuojiang didn't seem to be a type of combat.

　　 However, Zuo Jiang is not embarrassed.

　　"Maybe the experience of ad hoc judgment is not as rich as Mae and Tomie, but the memory and the body are shared, without any weakening, and I have also learned the self-defense technique for women, so it’s okay."

　　 The setting sun, the high blue sky, the distant clouds dyed golden red, layers of cars, like fish scales, extend towards the edge of the sky. The roar of the plane quickly moved away from the clouds, pulling out a slender trail cloud.

　　 The direction pointed by the long shadow at the foot of Zuo Jiang and I is where the toilet is.

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

　　 "I can't remember. Although there are not many customers here, I wouldn't deliberately remember it if it wasn't a regular customer." The middle-aged shopkeeper in his forties showed an embarrassed face.

　　 "Forget it, please give me a pack of camel cigarettes." I took out 25 yuan and put it on the counter, turned my head and looked at the toilet door with Zuo Jiang.

　　 is not much different from the memory when I left. The toilet is located next to a small square, but there are not many people who patronize, not even the charge guard. The square also looks desolate. The plants in the flowerbeds have not been repaired for a long time, presenting a decayed scene. The halo of the setting sun sprinkles on the stones, which breeds the emotions of the old age.

　　 watched outside for a while, walked around the toilet, and found no suspicious people. The same is true after entering. It wasn't until the sunset was almost completely below the horizon that he embarked on the journey home with regret.

　　 Maybe it’s just the wrong time. With such hopes in our arms, Zuo Jiang and I will come here to look for Sakiya for several days in a row.

In the 　　 school, several students who had previously absent from school returned one after another, but Bajing, Shirai and Luanzhong were not included in the list. Probably it was the prolonged tension that 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 have any good measures. They just habitually continued the lectures on safety knowledge after school, and asked the class teacher to visit home every three times.

　　 Anticipating a battle with the devil, Zuo Jiang and I try to find the legendary holy objects that can drive away and damage the devil, and confuse the mercury, salt and rune ash according to the proportion of exorcism that flows out on the Internet, and then Add greystone to make a special mercury warhead.

　　 Two bullets will consume one graystone. Even if the graystone brought by Zuojiang is included, it is a very high price.

　　 "Ordinary physical existence can't cause any harm or interference to that demon at all, and my axe doesn't have much effect. Maybe it doesn't fear ordinary bounding weapons at all. That guy is just like a shadow." Zuo Jiang preserves the memory of Zhen Jiang and the demon fighting.

　　"However, there must be a way to make it submissive, otherwise it would be a joke to use its power."

　　 "Maybe you can communicate and negotiate?"

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

　　 I don’t understand that demons are completely different from human beings. Human beings and others who are human beings cannot fully understand, how can they understand the alien species with huge differences in nature?

　　 Sakiya said that the demon was on the way to summon, and only entered her body because of restrained destruction.

　　From another angle, it might be "escape" into Sakiya's body, or "choose" Sakiya as the host.

　　 Regardless of the former or the latter, there is one obvious thing in common. Sakuya has the conditions to be a host, and is not completely occupied by the devil, more like the landlord of the rental house. But she can't control the devil's behavior, and over time, this vicious guest may turn away from the guest.

　　 However, it is still a guest, and Saya’s body is just a house.

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

　　 "I think, I know what that door is."

　　 In my mind, the pentagram symbol on Sakuya’s chest and abdomen appeared.

　　The weekend before the mid-term exam is one week away, I still went to the small square with Zuo Jiang after school.

　　 Before reaching the grocery store that sells cigarettes this time, I have noticed the strangeness scattered around.

　　 is like being in an invisible whirlpool full of dirt and impurities.

　　 An uncomfortable taste that I can't tell, even the shop owner, who is an ordinary person, was obviously uncomfortable. After greeted us, he closed the door and left.

　　 The small square was originally inaccessible, but now there is no outsider, as if they were all driven out 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 hat covered her face, her hands in her pockets, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world, unable to resist, and unwilling to accept the end of death, she just bore it silently.

　　 At her feet, a shadow almost five times the size of her body, occupying the large square behind her with a hideous image. The facial features, arms and huge claws can almost be recognized from the outline of the shadow, which is exactly the vivid image of the devil.

　　 There is no difference, but it seems to be different from the impression in memory.

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

One of 　　

　　Name: Sakuya

　　Age: Seventeen years old

　　Occupation: Student

　　Weapon: None

　　 Evaluation: D

　　之二

　　Name: Low-level Demon

　　Species: Demon

　　 Evaluation: B－

　　Status: Normal

　　 Sakiya turned out to be a talented person, which is a bit surprising. Perhaps the existence of the devil made him change. However, the disaggregated intelligence tips provide strong evidence for previous inferences.

　　Sakuya and the devil are not one and the same.

　　 I whispered the information to Zuo Jiang as if I was afraid of disturbing the figure.

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

　　 "Just to my liking."

　　 I stretched my limbs~IndoMTL.com~ and started to warm up. After the leg press was over, I took a deep breath and ran towards that side.

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

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

　　 "Don't, don't come over!" she cried.

　　 is indeed Sakiya's voice.

　　 Following her cry, a violent whirlwind rose up, and she immediately screamed to suppress the flying hood. The shadow of that huge demon image survived. It stood up from the ground and waved the huge black paw towards this side.

　　 Even so, how can it stop?

　　 Very familiar feeling, fearless, even if the attacker gives people a strong sense of oppression, but it is like running on top of a narrow wall as a child, jumping off the top of a tall tree, knowing the danger but wanting to stop . It has nothing to do with whether or not he has superhuman power, pure cold blood is boiling.

　　 I swayed my legs vigorously, as if the power accumulated in my thigh muscles for many days broke out completely at this moment. I feel that I have never run so fast. The feeling of the force of kicking back to the tendons is very clear, and the violent rotating wind can't stop it.

　　 Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.

　　 The magic pattern on the left wrist began to heat up, and a faint warm current penetrated into the heart. The sound of beating, rushing, and surging like a blood pump can be heard clearly in my ears.

　　 With the huge shadow demon as the center, there is an invisible net that encompasses any subtle movements and sounds. I can't see it, but I can feel it. They collide, interlace, and influence each other, as if each network node is operating in a chain.

　　 All these are fed back to the brain at the speed of electric light and flint, it seems that every nerve is flowing blue electric current, stimulating every inch of muscle.