Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

For a while, he had prepared for various school get-togethers in Kivotos. During those days, he was so tired that the day and night continued. The only memories of that busy time were opening his eyes, closing his eyes, opening his eyes, and closing his eyes. Eye.

During that time, he had a very absurd idea:

When a person sleeps, he is dead, and when he wakes up, he is resurrected.

Although this idea was somewhat far-fetched and unrealistic, he surprisingly didn't want to refute it now.

He kept counting the days.

About [-]% of the one hundred day limit has now been passed. During these nearly forty days, he hardly had a moment of rest. He was always working continuously in various colleges, but the result was often that he pressed the button. This question and that question popped up again.

It’s like an endless game of whack-a-mole.

"But thinking about it carefully...it seems that there is no difference between my work content this year."

The gentleman smiled bitterly, with deep self-deprecation in his eyes.

Mr. Xia Lai, the founder of peace... Under the honor and fame, he now seems more like a fire captain and a terrible paper framer.

I have always been confident, and every move I make is carefully planned and exhaustive.

Holding the authority of the Federal Student Union, carefully figure out the distribution of Kivotos' power, and speculate on other people's response measures...

I thought that as long as I worked harder, I could barely bridge the gaps between the various colleges.

Even if serious historical problems arise, we can rely on the rich resources we have accumulated to dilute and resolve them.

But it wasn't until recently, when Sheng Yuan Weihua started the war without hesitation, that he was like cold water pouring on the head, and he truly woke up further.

Resources and authority can only solve temporary emergencies.

Just like the process of Arius integrating into Holy Trinity, even with his full assistance, it will not be a short-term effort to integrate two colleges with extremely different views and seriously unbalanced living conditions.

After all,

The problems of Kivotos can only be solved by the children of Kivotos.

Of course he understands such a correct and infinitely good principle.

Even if the children would flinch or be confused for a moment, he would do everything possible to promote it until the result was achieved.

But ah...

"One hundred days...this time...is still too short."

He couldn't help but feel a little sad in his eyes.

Time never waits for anyone, he can only run as hard as he can.

In fact, he also had a plan in mind.

He had personally set the situation and predetermined the inevitable development trend for the future.

In that game, his dying body and reputation can be used to the extreme without any waste, and without harming any students.

But he didn't expect that things would develop so fast.

Shengyuan Weihua's battle crushed this situation mercilessly.

She chose to stand in front of the stage, with great enthusiasm and determination, and devoted herself to the game that she was not good at.

The husband didn't know how to express himself, whether he should be happy that she finally chose to take responsibility, or worried about the irrational decision she made.

Come to think of it, I should be more worried.

"Wow wow..."

The gentle sea breeze blows on the water, and the waves whisper in waves, and melt into white snow foam on the shore. The tide rises and falls, and every breath and breath is so peaceful that it seems to be isolated from the flames of war.

The thoughts that had been interrupted for a time were tumbling in his heart with the waves.

For a whole year, the picture of getting along with the lovely students is still as clear as yesterday.

But for some reason, the exciting scene that could make him sacrifice his life and youth, feels more and more distant in recent days.

It was so far away that he didn't dare to think about it, let alone touch the fear and coldness in his heart.

The long pain seemed to have begun to cut off his ability to imagine beautiful things.

But even so, he will still fight with just his obsession, responsibility and memories.

Until the last breath.

Thinking of this, he knew that if he continued to think about it, it would just be a distraction and add to his distracting thoughts.

He raised his tired eyes and looked towards the sea cliff not far away.

There is a hidden sunken bay, and there should be a patrol boat prepared by Gehena parked in it.

As long as he boarded the patrol boat, he could leave this coast and follow Gehna's large army.

However, a strange feeling prompted him to suddenly look up.

"……Um?"

On the bare sea cliff, the bright moonlight illuminated the silver sand, adding a rainbow-colored halo to the beautiful scenery.

A girl was standing on the sea cliff, her two white angel wings trembling slightly, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

She was silent for a while.

It seems that he has finally made up his mind.

The girl with angel wings on her back staggered towards the end of the sea cliff.

She paused every step, as if she felt a little reluctant to leave, but she still moved forward slowly.

Facing the silvery and rugged boundless sea under the sea cliff.

The silvery moonlight reflected on the sea seemed like a road leading to a different world, attracting the girl to step forward.

"not good……"

A flash of paleness flashed across the gentleman's face, and he hurriedly stood up and chased after him.

Chapter 039: Day 062·Early morning·Coast②

In the boundless darkness, a dreamlike silhouette of light flashed past.

Those were torn, smashed, and shattered memories, which replayed in confusion before Bai Zhouzi's eyes:

……

In a dark and dark safe house, she saw Saori.

Shazhi also looked at her, looking at the firm flame in Bai Zhouzi's eyes.

Saori was silent for a few seconds and moved her lips, as if she was trying to say something unspeakable. She made up her mind before finally speaking:

"Zi, accept the reality... Mr. will not live long anymore."

A faint light flickered in Bai Zhouzi's pink-purple eyes at that time.

She quickly lowered her head to prevent the captain from seeing her looking like she was in tears. Her slender eyelashes trembled several times.

Then he calmed down and raised his face,

Her expression was already majestic and magnanimous, like a hundred feet of ice.

"I will get him back...absolutely."

The last image of this scene was frozen in the trace of pain that melted in Saori's eyes.

Like strands of faint ink entangled, the pain quickly immersed her.

……

In the snowy ruins.

Bai Zhouzi's gloomy gaze fell on the little bird Yu Xingye who was running through the woods at an extremely fast speed.

The cold trigger stung her fingers, and the conflicting emotions tore through her heart like a beast. He tried hard to control it.

She thought of Shengyuan Weihua's warm embrace and that tempting promise——

Weihua said she could save her husband.

Is this a plan or a conspiracy?

In any case, Bai Zhouzi has lost the right to choose.

When the gun was aimed at Xiaotiao Yuxingye, she realized that she was holding the handle of the gun so tightly that she almost broke her fingers.

It is not her mission to monitor Hoshino. Her mission is to stop Hoshino before she approaches the ruins that Holy Trinity is studying.

Exclude her when necessary.

……

Fireworks filled the sky, blooming in the starry sky of Kivotos.

She remembered that the last time she watched fireworks was in the early summer of this year, her husband got drunk during the rare flower viewing period and lay down on the grass by the river embankment and dozed off.

She just got into her husband's arms, found a comfortable position, and raised her little head to look at the sky.

The fireworks blooming in the night sky were like gorgeous flowers, so short-lived and decisive that they did not leave her even a second longer.

The husband murmured to himself, with a slight smell of alcohol spraying on her hair, which made her feel strange.

'Xiaozi... what will you do if I'm gone? '

She hugged his waist tightly and buried her little face deeply into his chest.

'We have made an agreement. Sir, you will always be my skeleton and you will not die. '

The gentleman did not answer.

Thinking about it now, did Mr. Hu already foresee that today would happen at that time?

Or is it that he was already ready to leave at an earlier point in time?

……

When Bai Zhouzi woke up from the darkness, there was no sound of gunfire on the battlefield.

Looking into the distance through eyes blurred by tears,

The night sky that was supposed to be dark was ignited by the fire caused by the collision between the steel behemoth and the transport plane.

The scene that had been evading her memory was forcibly placed before her eyes.

"Ha... ah..."

That stupid smile returned to her face.

The world is not nothingness, but a huge joke.

She is the finishing touch in this huge bloody joke.

Even the remains of steel collided violently and melted into twisted ruins under the high temperature,

However, after these scenes were reflected in Bai Zhouzi's eyes, they did not form any meaningful content in her mind.

In the girl's heart, there is only boundless emptiness.

A deep, cold, dark cave that seems to make people fall endlessly.

It is an empty cave that cannot be filled even after all the tears and blood in this life.

He accomplished his task so well that he even killed his husband.

She opened her legs and started walking like a puppet.

She walked all the way, passing by the busy life of the rescue squad, by the terrified soldiers cleaning up the battlefield, and by the wreckage of destroyed vehicles.

A large amount of metal debris and skeletons were piled around, and sparks flew everywhere, burning the skin.

She was indifferent, turning a blind eye and just walking.

The hand covering my arm was bleeding, drop by drop.

His clothes were in rags, with holes burned into black holes by the ubiquitous war flames, and there were many wounds on his body, but none of them were fatal.

Compared to her heart, which had been burned to ashes, her body was full of desperate energy.

I don’t know how far I have walked, I don’t know how many steps I have taken.