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If a person is killed, he dies. It's a simple truth.
Even though he calls himself the God of Strategy, his body is just that of an ordinary person!
The next second, a red rose flew towards him, so fast that it only grazed the retina of Gui Mu.
The red roses on Valentine's Day symbolize love, but this 'rose' is not! It symbolizes a deadly threat!
Ping!
The bullet was fired, and the petals of the rose that was hit scattered, making a sound similar to a baby crying. After falling to the ground, it turned into blood plasma.
Katsuragi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He and Kana both looked at Tokotaro who had fired the gun.
"Put down those flowers, Kana."
Higashi Kotaro reiterated it, but this time, he was ready to shoot.
That's not a human girl, that's a monster!
"Wait, don't shoot!"
Kotaro was a little surprised because it was Katsuragi who spoke. The boy did not run away in fear or panic after what happened just now.
"It's too dangerous here, leave now. If you get stabbed by that flower, your blood will be sucked dry!"
"Drain blood? Oh, the recent rumors about vampires, turns out to be true?"
The story of vampires has been making the rounds lately, even in school. It should be said that school is the best breeding ground for rumors.
However, the incident was not reported in the news and the media did not conduct any interviews, so apart from the family and friends of the witnesses, the public thought it was an urban legend.
It's really stressful to face "urban legends" head on.
But he has seen the ending!
"Hey, uncle from the ZAT team, the rose you're talking about is the one that sucks blood, right?"
Uncle?
Kotaro never thought that he would be called an uncle! He is only 25 years old and has never been in a relationship!
"This is from the Rosaceae family, but it doesn't look like a rose."
Katsuragi ignored Tokotaro, an adult who didn't understand romance.
"In ancient Rome, a lower-ranking noble wanted to propose to a noble lady. In order to show his sincerity to the lady's family, the noble went to the battlefield as a knight, but unfortunately died in battle. He fell in a white rose garden. Before he died, he picked a white rose and asked his comrades to give it to his beloved woman."
"But the white rose, after absorbing the man's blood, turned into a red rose."
The rose, a symbol of love, is thirsty for blood and is dyed red with blood.
She longed to be loved.
Loved by parents, loved by friends, loved by the world.
Instead of retreating, Katsuragi moved forward and took a few steps closer to Kana. The girl unconsciously took a step back.
"Do you feel like no one likes you?"
Kana's expression, which was always smiling, turned hideous.
"no!"
But on the contrary, this ferocious expression is more real than the fixed smile before. This is the real her.
"No one likes me! Everyone in the orphanage had their parents killed by monsters or super beasts. When Asai was rescued from the rubble, her mother was dead, but she still held up the falling rocks for her. The same thing happened to Nobuo. When his father held him and jumped from the fifth floor, he used himself as a cushion. Everyone is the same. They were all rescued in their parents' arms. Even if their parents have gone to heaven, they still love them!"
"Only me! I am the only one who is abandoned and no one loves me!"
Yes, although they are also orphans, Kana is extremely envious of those children who have been loved.
And I, just like those abandoned and dead children in the graves, no one loves them. Even the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who was invited was just a perfunctory act by the town association and no one worships them at all.
Even though she is alive, what is the difference between her and the people in the grave?
"I left the orphanage and was adopted, but I was just a tool for rich people to show off their kindness. My new mother didn't love me either!"
Except when facing outsiders, she never smiled at her at home. She didn't need others' pity, and she was not a tool!
"Well, can I love you?"
"Varied……"
Because she was too surprised, Kana's voice changed its tone. That broken voice was actually a little cute.
"You lied to me, no one will love me! You're just lying!"
The vines that were originally quietly wrapped around the grave suddenly moved, like a giant python, and wrapped around Guimu's body in the blink of an eye.
Kotaro wanted to shoot, but Reiya stopped him.
"I'm not lying. If you feel that the world doesn't love you, you can choose to love your world. The world is big, and there is much more to it than what you see."
The vines wrapped around Katsuragi's arms, around his waist, and even tried to wrap around his neck.
But it did not affect Guimu's breathing. It was a little tight, but not painful, and he could still speak.
"As long as you are willing to believe in others, there will be someone who loves you. I can be the first one. So Kana, are you willing to accept me?"
Is this a confession?
Valentine's Day confession?
Reiya and Kotaro looked at each other, neither of them had experienced this.
"Really?"
"It's real if you want it to be. Reality is a shitty game, and I can take you to a more interesting game. I promise you'll be loved by many, many people."
He was talking about the Galgame played on the phone.
Katsuragi and Kana's faces were very close to each other, and there was a tendency for them to get closer.
"Stop! Stop, that's it!" Ling also quickly called for a stop.
If they were any closer, their lips would have touched. Katsuragi was only in the sixth grade, and Kana was only seven or eight years old, so neither of them was old enough to kiss.
There was no need for that. In Reiya's sight, the resentment left Kana's body. According to Shintoism, this was a successful exorcism.
Can love also exorcise demons?
Incredible. What is truly incredible is this boy named Keima Katsuragi.
Kana is just a carrier.
The main body of the resentment is those graves, which is not difficult for Lingye. She has seen too many fine sands on the coast of the soul.
Chapter 388: Flower Vine Monster Basela
The malice hovering over the tomb almost solidified into substance.
The claws and fangs were bared, a scene that was invisible to ordinary people. Even Kotaro could not see it. The darkness almost covered the entire sky above the cemetery.
He just felt that the temperature around him dropped.
But for Reiya, this was nothing. The resentment left Kana's body, and that was enough.
Lack of love, an empty heart longing to be filled, whether with good or bad intentions, is indeed susceptible to invasion by foreign objects.
There is nothing wrong with this act itself. If Kana had met someone who could give her love earlier and felt the kindness from others earlier, she would have been a good child.
But what she encountered was these malicious feelings. Her heart was filled with hatred and dissatisfaction, and she became a puppet.
Among the people who were killed before, except for two patrolmen who actually came to this cemetery, this flower was seen at the scene of the murders of other victims.
Kotaro and Reiya could both imagine how it had ended up in the hands of those victims.
On Valentine's Day, a little girl of seven or eight was handing out roses on the roadside. Who would be wary? No one would have thought that it was the flower of death that could kill people.
Kana, she did commit the crime with her own hands.
"There's no need to think about it, just pretend it never happened." Kotaro said. No one else knew this fact except them.
"Is this a good idea? It's not fair to the dead, is it?"
"There is actually no difference. A child of seven or eight years old would not bear legal responsibility. Moreover, she is an orphan and does not even have a guardian."
The rich man who adopted Kana was her legal guardian, but he was also on the list of the dead.
So from a legal point of view, whether criminal or civil, Kana will not bear any responsibility. From a moral point of view, she was manipulated as a puppet without her own will.
As long as it is confirmed that it was a monster attack, the Ministry of Disaster Prevention will be responsible for compensating the families of the deceased. And the real culprit who caused all this will not get away with it, and that is Kotaro's job.
Katsuragi Keima still didn't quite understand the situation, but Ling also admired him.
Sincere.
It is somewhat unbelievable that Keima Katsuragi, the second-ranked student in Tomoeda Elementary School, originally gave the impression of being a nerd among his classmates who was not sociable all day long.
But just a few words filled Kana's heart. Is he such a powerful person?
What is commendable is that those words came from the heart, so they resonated with Kana.
What about Light Yagami, who has always been the top student in the grade and has never been deducted points in any exam?
He is handsome and very popular in school, especially among girls. He is sunny and kind to others, and is good at sports. He is completely different from Keima Katsuragi.
Maybe it's even more amazing? Tomoeda Elementary School is really full of hidden talents.
Then she, who is in third place, cannot admit defeat, after all, she is the priestess of the Sun.
It doesn't matter if there's no miko costume or Kagura bell. Ling also raised her hand and pointed to the grave in the distance.
"Please be advised that those detained here are neither living things nor dead spirits."
They are not living beings, their lives have long since died. They are also not souls, their souls have long since returned.
They are just some residue.
The air in the cemetery was stirred, forming small whirlpools, the wind moved, and the trees swayed with it.
It sounded like someone was talking, or a baby was crying. The temperature in the cemetery dropped a few degrees, and it was freezing cold.
"Pardon, all the resentment of all living beings in the world is eliminated, and the evil spirits retreat!"
At this moment, the wind stopped and the sound disappeared.
Lingye had a handful of fine sand in her hand. The sand was crystal clear, without any impurities as she had imagined.