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"Because I am not in the concept of death, Shi. I am the unfinished fruit, the beast of revelation, I am... never mind, these terms are too boring for you."
Ryougi Shiki stood up, her Mystic Eyes fully activated.
Black lines of death appeared on everything in the room—the sheets, the walls, even the dust in the air—except for Shiraishi Kawa, whose body was completely blank, as if he did not belong to this world.
"monster."
she murmured.
"Same here."
Shiraishikawa blinked.
"But more importantly, shouldn't you explain your behavior just now?"
Ryougi Shiki then remembered the awkward position she had been in when she woke up, and the tips of her ears instantly turned red.
"That...that was an accident!"
"Does an accident mean you can just pinch someone's face?"
Shiraishikawa rubbed his left cheek.
"That was really hard; it's definitely swollen now."
"Deserve it!"
Ryougi Shiki turned her face away, but couldn't help glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
This person... no, this being, despite speaking of terrifying things, gives off a strange sense of security.
It's like standing on the edge of a cliff and discovering that gravity has no effect on you.
Silence spread through the room.
Ryougi Shiki stared at the beam of light and suddenly spoke:
"Is the weaving... really here with you?"
Shiraishi Kawa touched his chest.
"Part of it. After all, the content of the transaction is just a trace, not the whole personality."
"Is she... happy?"
"Who knows."
Shiraishi Kawa tilted his head.
"But at least it's better than being trapped in a body that wants to kill her all the time, right?"
Ryougi Shiki gripped the bedsheet tightly. Yes, while it was woven into her body, it constantly bore the brunt of her murderous intent. And now...
"Mode."
Shiraishi River suddenly became serious.
"look at me."
Ryougi Shiki subconsciously looked up and met his eyes.
In that instant, she seemed to see Zhi's shadow—that cynical yet all-seeing gaze.
"From now on, you are free to live."
Shiraishi's voice was soft, yet every word was clear.
"I will kill if I want to, and love if I want to. I will bear all the sins and punishments."
This is the promise I made to Zhi, and also... my wish.
Ryougi felt something shatter inside her chest.
Is it a shackle? A curse? Or just a self-deceiving shell? She didn't know.
All she knew was that when Shiraishi Kawa reached out his hand to her, she had no reason to resist.
"Call me Shiki..."
She lowered her head, her voice barely audible.
"idiot."
Shiraishi Kawa paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"What kind of self-introduction is this?"
"Stop talking!"
Ryougi Shiki raised her head, the blue light in her eyes had faded, leaving only the embarrassment and annoyance of an ordinary girl.
"Ryougi Shiki, just call me Shiki... Nice to meet you."
The last four words were practically squeezed out through clenched teeth.
Shiraishikawa's eyes widened as if he had heard something incredible.
Wow.
He clutched his chest.
"Is this a confession?"
"Go to hell!"
"Didn't I tell you? You won't die."
Ryougi Shiki was furious and grabbed a pillow, throwing it at him.
Shiraishikawa caught it with a big laugh, but his smile faded when he saw her reddened eyes.
"Mode."
he called softly.
"Welcome back."
Shiraishikawa gently brushed aside the stray hairs on Ryougi Shiki's forehead with his fingers, and paused slightly when his fingertips touched her burning skin.
The girl's body temperature was unusually high, as if something was burning inside her.
"Is it very uncomfortable? Is it because of the spirit fins?"
Shiraishichuan's voice was deep and gentle, as if (Qian's Zhao) was afraid of disturbing something.
Ryougi Shiki shook her head slightly, her demonic eyes, which could see the death of all things, now seemed somewhat dazed.
She pursed her pale lips, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
"It's just... I'm not used to it yet."
Shiraishikawa understood immediately.
The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can see through the death of all things, and he—as an existence without the concept of death—is like a paradox to Ryougi Shiki's Mystic Eyes, a contradiction that should not exist.
To her, observing him was like looking directly at the sun.
"Have you done this before?"
Shiraishi Kawa placed his palm on her forehead, feeling the unusual heat.
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Ryougi Shiki closed her eyes, her eyelashes casting dappled shadows on her pale face.
Hmm... I've encountered similar situations before.
She paused.
"Just take a rest."
Shiraishikawa did not ask for further details.
He knew better than anyone that everyone has their own secrets, some of which are so heavy that they cannot be expressed in words.
"Then...would you like to come home with me?"
He asked softly, his tone as casual as if inviting her to have a cup of coffee.
Surprisingly, Ryougi Shiki nodded almost without hesitation, her movements so quick they were almost urgent.
Shiraishikawa raised an eyebrow slightly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"Let's go then."
He naturally took Ryougi Shiki's hand; the girl's palm was cool and slender.
Shiraishikawa didn't turn around; he simply used telepathy to send the message to Ouma Mana, who was fighting in the distance.
"I'll take her back first."
Ryougi Shiki let him lead her, and followed him with light steps.
Meanwhile, a few streets away, the battle was reaching its climax. 923
"boom--!"
Araya Sōren's body slammed heavily against the concrete wall, and spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from him.
He barely managed to steady himself, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His left arm was gone, but there was no blood flowing from the severed area—the wound had been forcibly sealed by some force.
"Truly... astonishing power."
Araya Sōren was panting, but her eyes remained frighteningly calm.
He raised his only remaining right hand, quickly forming a hand seal, and a semi-transparent barrier unfolded before him.
Mana Ouma stood in the middle of the street, the moonlight casting a silvery outline on her.
She tilted her head, her expression so innocent it was almost cruel.
"Uncle, are you still continuing? I'm in a hurry."
Before she finished speaking, her figure had already disappeared from the spot.
Araya Sōren's pupils shrank sharply, and he instinctively dodged to the side, but he was still a step too slow.
"Pfft-"