Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 39: Sparks

Saki left a note saying "Go to a friend's house for overnight stay" on the dinner table before departure.

　　 Neither of us was empty-handed, and the space behind it was overwhelmed. Each person is in charge of a suitcase and puppets, and she carries her schoolbags herself. Although the weight is not light, Sakuya hummed happily, like a primary school student about to travel far away.

　　 The number of the elevator rose one step at a time, without stopping, as if it indicated that the trip was going smoothly. My nervous mood was also infected by Sakiya, and I started to feel happy.

　　When I fantasized about living together, the elevator door opened and three passengers stood accidentally inside.

　　 were all ordinary people and dressed. They all wore standard hats that looked like employee hats. They lowered their heads slightly, and the brim of the hats was low. They couldn't see their faces. The arms exposed outside the short sleeves appeared to be muscular.

　　 doesn’t look like a resident, but it’s strange to say that it is a field employee of a certain company.

　　 I took a step back and looked at Sakiya from the corner of my eye. Her face whitened instantly after seeing these three people, and her body trembled slightly, trying to hide behind me.

　　 My body tensed immediately, and my right hand held the revolver hidden in my clothes. These people are the murderers who have committed the murders?

　　The timing is too coincidental and out of time. Shouldn't these people provoke in such a public place? If we call for help, will the people staying at home come out to help?

　　If it is an enemy who is so cruel that he can do it right away, can we really hold on until the rescue arrives?

　　 The number of people is three to two, no, it's only three to one, and the slender Sakuya can't be counted as combat power at all.

　　 Many thoughts flashed in the blink of an eye. The elevator trio got out of the elevator silently, passing by as if not seeing us, and walked towards Sakiya's house.

　　 I wish they wouldn’t turn their heads, blocking Sayaya with their bodies, and letting her get into the elevator.

　　 At this moment, one of them suddenly noticed something and stopped abruptly and turned his head. His gaze passed through my shoulders as if it were real, and landed on Sakiya in the elevator.

　　 Sakuya pressed the close button hard, snapping, the sluggish elevator door still didn't respond, and the trio had run over.

　　 "Come in, Agawa!" Sakiya screamed in horror.

　　 As I retreated into the elevator, I took out the revolver and pointed to the trio without hesitation. Before I could call out the three words "Don't move", they immediately stopped two meters away by chance.

　　 The elevator doors closed slowly, and my vision became narrower, but my nerves became tighter and tighter.

　　 The trio suddenly separated in four directions, and when I hesitated which one to target, they all rushed up.

　　 There was no chance to hesitate, and the wrist deflected on its own. At the moment when the target was selected, the muzzle seemed to be talking in the ear.

　　 will definitely hit.

　　 squeezed the trigger, and the sound of gunfire reflected and echoed in the corridors and the walls of the elevator, squeezing out all other sounds.

　　 The man with the hat in the front fell backwards. I witnessed the bullet entering from the forehead, bringing out a scene of blood mist behind his head.

　　He is dead.

　　 I killed someone.

　　 But I don’t know why, I don’t feel sad at all, and I don’t feel any discomfort. The remaining two seemed to be stunned by their companion's accidental death and did not catch up. As the elevator doors closed, I slowly stepped back, and when only a gap was left, a palm came in.

　　 A fierce eye peeped in from the crack of the door, and he tried to open the elevator door. Sakuya didn't see this scene, but hysterically pressed the close button.

　　 "Quick, quick, quick."

　　 I took an arrow out of my backpack and gave that palm a sharp note. The people outside screamed, and the drawn arrow kept dripping blood.

　　 The fingers of that hand were cracked.

　　 The unobstructed elevator doors finally closed, and the elevator descended towards the first floor.

　　 Sakiya slumped in the control area feebly for a while, being helped by me, and his body was still trembling tremblingly.

　　"What should I do? They really came here." She said with a cry.

　　 "It's okay, we have already left anyway." I comforted her: "It must not be so easy to find my house after leaving them behind."

　　 Even though I said that, I didn't know anything about it. Fu Jiang's email a few days ago couldn't help but come to mind. At this moment, alone and helpless, I hoped her arrival very much.

　　 Although there is no memory, according to the description in the diary, Tomie is an extremely powerful fighter physically and mentally, and no difficulty can be stopped.

　　 No matter how much confidence I build, I am only a high school student with a revolver. This is an indisputable fact.

　　In the doomsday illusion, I seem to be more powerful. I hope that my real self can be like him.

　　Running in the wilderness of crisis.

　　 "Is this a real gun?" Sakiya took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears, and his eyes fell on my right hand.

　　 "Yes, it's a real guy."

　　 "Why do you have a gun?" She stared at the revolver suspiciously, and suddenly shouted: "You just wouldn't kill anyone!"

　　 "Well, he died and was shot headshot. I have confidence in my marksmanship." I immediately noticed that my tone was unexpectedly calm, and I couldn't help but regret it. Sakiya was just an ordinary girl, and the excitement of murder. Is it too big?

　　 Unexpectedly, she did not react at all. She insisted on saying fear. It was also aimed at the murderer. After learning that I had killed one of the trio, she calmed down and showed a strange expression. .

　　"That's great, Achuan. When you were in military training, your grades must be very good."

　　 "It's normal."

　　 "A deception!" Sakiya looked distressed again: "Killing a murderer is self-defense, right? But if you shoot a murderer, you will be troubled by the police. It's really annoying."

　　 Obviously he was chased and killed, and he also killed people. Before that, he was terrified, but in a blink of an eye it changed. Sakuya's thinking and endurance are like a flop.

　　 I really don’t know what expression to face this girl with.

　　"Don’t sullen your face, Achuan, killing is not your fault, so just laugh."

　　 Who can laugh!

　　 Fortunately, there is no camera in this building. The revolver and bullets are also brought out from the doomsday illusion~IndoMTL.com~ As long as you are not caught on the spot, you shouldn't have to worry about being troubled by the police.

　　 There are three more floors to the end.

　　 "The remaining two people may be blocking us outside."

　　 But they didn't have a gun in their hands, and another person died. They should have some scruples. What is worrying is whether they called a helper.

　　"What should I do? They may have a lot of people. The outfit is well organized."

　　"If they weren’t a large-scale search by chance, and they had targeted at the beginning, there shouldn’t be too many people coming."

　　 "That means taking a chance? But these guys are so weird, they will definitely attract attention if they act on a large scale, so there must not be too many people." Sakiya said with her index finger to her chin.

　　 Although optimistic, it is not without reason.

　　 "After you go out, run to the bank, I will cover you."

　　 I handed her the pistol.

　　 "I'm not allowed to shoot at all, I'd better use Agawa." Sakiya pushed back with some trepidation.

　　 "It doesn't matter, just point them, they will be scared. But there are only two bullets left in the pistol."

　　 "Then what do you do?"

　　 "I have this thing." I said, untied my backpack and took out my homemade crossbow.

　　Although the brain has no memory, the body is very familiar with arrows.

　　 "This is... a crossbow?" Sakiya looked curiously, "You did it yourself?"

　　 "No, a friend did it."

　　 Sakuya nodded, clenching the revolver with both hands, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

　　 "It's so exciting, just like the one played in "Anti-Terrorism Crisis". Leave it to me, Achuan, I won't be dragged down."