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Unable to adapt, unable to tolerate the possibility of a peaceful life.
It was as if he was born to live on the battlefield.
Unconsciously, Sakurai has become accustomed to a life of bloodshed on the blades of knives and can no longer return to the life of an ordinary person.
In a trance, Sakurai seemed to see himself standing at a three-way intersection. On one side was an ordinary daily life full of laughter and joy. This was the beauty that he could enjoy as long as he ignored the other world.
On the other side, it is full of bizarre and terrifying dangers.
It is an absurd experience of stepping into death again and again, and then returning from death, in a repetitive cycle.
Now, he is somewhere between the two.
To return to normal or create ripples again, the time has finally come for him to make a choice.
The daily routine of exorcism has finally reached a turning point, so...
Where should I go on the next road and the next journey?
In the darkness, staring at the busy streets outside the window, he asked himself this question.
I don't know, he...
There is no way to find the answer.
It was as if he had unknowingly fallen into an abyss and could not see the light.
I can't see clearly with my own eyes.
44. The sleeping me in my body wakes up
Sakurai knew it.
As long as he is willing, as long as he makes changes.
You can easily fall in love and enjoy the sweet, citrus-scented youthful life.
He may even muster up the courage to pursue Kirisu Madoka after graduation. Perhaps Madoka will not be able to adapt at first, will resist, will escape, and will avoid him, this important student.
But in the end they will get married.
Sakurai had clearly seen this possibility when reading the future timeline.
Caught between endless death and blood.
But...
Sure enough, after a brief consideration, I still couldn't accept this possibility.
The joy, the emotion, and the resistance in his heart would never allow Sakurai to make such a decision.
When he thought back to the past, his past as Yin Jing kept appearing before his eyes.
In a world so hopeless that there is no hope at all, all living people abide by a code called the Code of the Torch.
One dies, passing hope to the rest.
The torch is passed on, and the faint spark of hope continues to be passed on in that dark world.
However, when the torch was passed to him, he was betrayed. On the second day after he took over, his mother attacked him along with the rest of the people who were still alive.
A grand sacrifice began, with the extinguishing of all human fire as a sacrifice. He was forced to become a deserter and came here, from Yin Jing to Sakurai.
Just because his soul is immortal.
As I am now...do I really have the qualifications to stop?
As I am now...can I really enjoy this comfort?
Sakurai asked himself this question and came to a conclusion.
He doesn't deserve it.
Perhaps this is one of the reasons why my mother is determined to block my memory at all costs. She hopes that by forgetting my past, I can start a new life.
But——
"I, after all, can't stop."
"It's not over yet, my battle, my story..."
"just began."
"I'm sorry, Sister Manfuyu, I understand your thoughts, but as expected..."
"I'm not qualified to stop yet."
"The flame has not yet been extinguished. I will never stop until all those self-righteous guys who despise humanity are defeated."
Sakurai told himself.
My heart is beating faster and faster, and my curiosity is rising, and my fighting instinct of longing for the unknown and the strong enemy is telling me.
He was telling Sakurai, fight, fight, fight.
Sakurai enjoyed every moment of escaping death, every moment of bleeding on the edge of a knife, and every moment of defeating a strong enemy.
His heart would beat faster because of the extraordinarily strong enemy.
Enjoy the thrill of escaping death or even having no chance of survival.
He...
After every baptism of life and death, every victory over an enemy beyond imagination, there would be trembling and doubt even for a moment.
But after a brief hesitation, the feeling of soul sublimation that surged from the depths of his heart made him fascinated.
By now, Sakurai already understood what Kirisu Mafuyu meant when she said that he looked very bad.
Because of the continuous battles and new enemies during this period, his mind was too tense, and this tense string was reflected in his mind and body.
If you keep tensing like this, the string will break.
By then, he will be out of control.
The bartender didn't care about this because he was confident that he could restore the out-of-control Sakurai to normal.
This is the experience of the immortal bartender, who was once a warrior.
But Kirisu Madoka doesn't think so.
In her opinion, she would never approve of Sakurai turning into a beast.
She never hoped that one day Sakurai would no longer be Sakurai.
Don't worry, Sister Manfuyu, I will never become a beast.
I am a human being, and this fact will never change at any time.
"I've rested enough. It's time to go explore for the next prey."
"The bowstring has been serviced, it's time to..."
"Taste the blood of the enemy."
"I'm a supernatural hunter. There are so many prey now. How can I stop?"
"The bow must be put away until the day when the birds return to their nests."
"Partner, you will help me, right?"
The octagonal silver hammer and the wild god's fang hanging on the cabinet glowed and responded to Sakurai as expected.
"Swindler, prepare a portion of milk and curry rice."
"Increase the quantity."
After calling the bartender, he put on his battle suit, took his shoulder bag, equipped himself with weapons, and finally rode on his chariot. The ghost hunter Sakurai...
Gorgeously on.
......
......
"Swindler, long time no see."
Sakurai waved to the bartender, stepped on the accelerator and rushed into the bartender's pub. He then got out of the car and greeted him with a smile.
"Look at your current state, Sakurai-san. You seem to be full of energy."
"How about a big scene?"
After looking Sakurai up and down, the bartender smiled and took out Sakurai's order from under the table.
"Maybe. I feel like now is the time to do something big."
Sakurai scooped a large spoonful of curry rice into his mouth and said this incoherently.
"That's great. We just happen to have a [Mission] tailor-made for Sakurai-san. The reward has already been prepared."
"I wonder if Sakurai-san is enjoying his encounter with Kaidan?"
"We just happen to have one here, a strange story unknown to outsiders, one that will kill anyone who sees it."
"This is a horrific story in which all family members, friends, and people closely connected to the family died."
"Because of this situation, no one else knows about her until now."
"If I hadn't noticed it, she might have been eaten."
I took out a portion of curry rice, the same as Sakurai's, and started eating it. The moment I took a bite, I squinted my eyes in happiness.
The bartender was also very surprised. It was obvious that he was not a picky eater and was used to eating only delicacies from land and sea, but now he was satisfied with just a bowl of curry rice.
Maybe this is what makes Sakurai unique. Even a playboy like me has been changed.
Finally, the bartender came to this conclusion.
"By the way, the cleaning lady who cleans your sister Mafuyu, Sakurai-san, happens to have some connection with this ghost story."
It is precisely because of this that the girl named Rika Nishina, who had contact with the supernatural, became a member of the [Company] after graduating from university and was entrusted with this job by the bartender.
This is also the only salvation for Rika Nishina, who is unable to return to normal life.
Although he is a fun-loving guy, the bartender might be unexpectedly reliable at times.