I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

In order to adapt to this powerful force, his body began to spontaneously replace living tissue with strong and soft substances.

By the sixth month, his arms and fingers had become whip-like in response to external stimulation. Yanagisawa himself calls it [tentacle].

Afterwards, they greatly strengthened the restraint platform, and even the researchers' vigilance increased significantly. Yanagisawa also never came close to the cell where the Shinigami was held, and could only give orders outside the isolation room.

And Aguri, who obeyed Yanagisawa's orders and stayed in the cell, naturally became the victim when something went wrong.

She understood the position she was in, and Aguri could clearly feel that the God of Death was quickly leaving the category of human beings. But she didn't ask any unnecessary questions.

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's take a break and we'll start the health check. Then let's chat as usual."

…

Today, Aguri is still facing me, with a peaceful smile on his face.

Feeling the changes in my body, I knew clearly that I had escaped the category of human beings, but under her gaze, there was no sense of emptiness in this feeling.

Only then did I understand that this is what is called "gazing"...

Only then did I understand why my disciple chose to betray me.

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"Just do as you say." He stood up and responded to Aguri: "Is it about the exam questions?"

Aguri scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled, "Hey, I have to ask you for advice today~"

The strongest killer who has never revealed his true identity to anyone experienced for the first time how happy it is to be "watched".

Chapter 122: Past Time (Part 2)

The seasons passed by, and in a blink of an eye it was time to welcome new students to Class E.

——That was exactly two weeks before the moon was exploded.

Nearly a year has passed... This airtight cell has turned into a space where the two of them can speak freely.

After controlling the period of time when no one was looking at the monitor, she listened to the God of Death telling her life story.

He had no household registration, and it turned out that he didn't even know his name or birthday.

Gentle words are just weapons used to assassinate targets, and even that sincere smile is a disguise learned to deceive others.

And the God of Death also heard about Aguri.

She knew very well that in the eyes of her betrothed, she was just a slave who could be manipulated at will, not a woman. And her fiancée is exactly

The general manager of this experiment-Yagisawa.

At the same time, she did respect Yanagisawa's talent, but she just couldn't develop feelings for him.

Even so, the fact that she honestly continued to monitor me as a Shinigami was in line with her personality.

"Ah, by the way! I bought a new dress today, please help me take a look." There was excitement in Aguri's expression.

"You are so indomitable. Are you going to use tasteless clothes to reduce your femininity?"

"Haha, I am very confident today! Qiang Qiang——"

Aguri took off her white coat, revealing the bold tiger-print tube top she wore underneath, which surprised the Shinigami who had always seen her wearing cheap T-shirts with strange slogans written on them.

"Although the size is a little small, it's still quite tasteful, right?" Aguri showed off the curves of a healthy woman in front of him.

(`), suddenly showed such an expression.

When he realized that he had lost his composure, he quickly came over to look serious, while Aguri smiled evilly like a little wild cat as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Hey~ Are you really so interested in other people's breasts?"

"Ah, no! There is absolutely no such thing!!" He felt his cheeks getting hot and waved his hands vigorously to deny it.

"I am a teacher, so I have no intention of using my breasts to seduce you..."

"You misunderstood! Eighty percent of this is caused by experiments...!"

It's so strange, as a god of death...how could I suddenly be interested in women's breasts...

Aguri looked at him with an incredible look on his face and smiled secretly.

"It seems that the tentacles are much more honest than you." She said, "I don't know what Mr. Yanagisawa did to your body, and even if he knew, I wouldn't be able to stop it. But... those things can change at will. Tentacles that can take on any shape...could it be a mirror that reflects your true inner thoughts?"

"My heart?"

"It must be true. If you are lucky enough to be born in a peaceful world, you should become a person who is a little bit lustful, obviously has a bright mind but is a bit crazy, and at the same time is both petty and obsessed with face."

"At that time, you will be a gentle and considerate good person, and the smile on your face will no longer be a disguise for unfinished tasks."

…

After that, he listened to Aguri talk a lot, including about the new students in Class E and the actress sister that she was proud of.

Let nature take its course for others, and cultivate the weak carefully. This is a world completely unknown to the "God of Death".

…

one day.

"--Gift?"

Looking at the exquisitely packaged box, Death showed a very surprised expression.

"Didn't you once say that your neck feels cold? The protection range of this thing is quite impressive!" Aguri opened the box, and inside was a huge tie with such an old-fashioned style that he didn't know what kind of occasion it should be used.

"Thanks……"

Aguri looked at the distorted expression of the man in front of him with a smile that could be said to be uglier than crying with cold sweat on his head, and complained: "I don't know if you are too satisfied with it anymore..."

After all, all my recent thoughts are written on my face.

"By the way, why do you want to give me a gift all of a sudden?"

"Because today is the first anniversary of our acquaintance." Aguri said cautiously: "Since I don't know when your birthday is, how about treating today as your birthday?"

Then she laughed, "After all, you told me a lot about yourself, and I also got a lot of advice from my communication with you! In order to thank you for this encounter... please accept this birthday gift from me. Bar."

He looked at the gift that Aguri handed to him, and the cold ice in his chest seemed to be melted by this ordinary object.

"Then I'll accept it."

The smile he faked turned into a sincere smile unknowingly, as if it could melt the ice and snow on this cold winter solstice.

"...Great, but after all, there are regulations, so I can't hand it to you with my own hands."

The corners of the box were gently pressed against the glass, separated by his outstretched palm.

"Actually, I want to bring it directly for you, but reality does not allow me to do so." Aguri smiled bitterly and sighed, "In the end, last year I still failed to rekindle the eyes of the students in Class E. There is a light of hope. And this year, a new group of students with the same eyes as them have arrived."

"If I could further hone my teaching skills as a teacher, I might be able to help these students regain their previous self-confidence. But I no longer have time."

According to her account, Yanagisawa had already told her to quit her job as a teacher and work full-time at this research institute. She may only be able to continue to be the coach for the last year.

"The students in Class E are actually a bunch of good kids! Isogai-san and Kataoka-san are quite mature and steady, while Okuda-san and Sugaya-san have very outstanding talents. In fact, they are all pure at heart, down-to-earth and hardworking. Child." Aguri pressed her forehead against the palm of his hand through the glass.

"I really want to help them no matter what. After all, this is... my last chance as a teacher."

"..."

"Mr. Death... I really want to touch you."

Separated by a thick layer of bulletproof glass, the two of them could get along with each other.

for one year. Facing such a special man, the two of them actually already had a good impression of each other.

"I want to touch you who have always supported me. I want to convey my gratitude to you, and I want to get the strength from you to carry me through this last year."

Suddenly, Aguri felt something like hair touching her cheek gently. Her eyes widened in surprise and she looked up.

Through the fine breathing holes, the God of Death was extending his thin tentacles through the holes, gently touching his cheek.

He had already mastered the method of controlling the tentacles at will faster than the researchers expected.

It was an ultra-thin tentacle that could not be captured by surveillance cameras. Even though she knew that it might increase her risk of escaping from prison, the God of Death still wanted to convey his inner gratitude to her - Yukimura Aguri.

The extremely fine tentacles passed through the sound transmission hole in the bulletproof glass, formed a hand, and touched Aguri's cheek.

"Don't worry, you can definitely do it."

Aguri smiled reassuringly, felt the hand touching him, and nodded.

"……Um."

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However, before that, the same experiment as Koro-sensei was conducted. The mice that were sent to the moon base stopped dividing due to their cell division reaching the limit, causing the antimatter to escape from the body, and chaining the matter on the moon into antimatter, eventually causing Seventy percent of the moon exploded and disappeared.

Yanagisawa calculated that the God of Death would explode on March 13th next year for the same reason as the white mouse, and immediately decided to execute him.

Aguri heard the news. After all, the institute had already exploded because of the news. She rushed to the God of Death and also informed him of the news.

"Never give up hope and try to find a way to save yourself! As long as I can help you, I will do anything!"

But the God of Death did not hear these words of Aguri.

At the moment when he foresaw his own death, Death suddenly figured it out.

Yes, why did you forget it before? The so-called human beings are creatures born in this world just to die. What's more, he is a killer who has killed countless people.

Isn’t it a natural obligation to welcome this cursed ending of death?

However, after all, it was not easy to obtain this power. It would be such a waste if you die before you can cast it!

"Goodbye, Aguri. I will escape from prison here." Then the God of Death declared this to her in front of him.

"Although it's a little early as planned, I have already gained enough power. It stands to reason that I can break through this cell."

The lab coat exploded as his body changed, and his limbs danced wildly and transformed into tentacles.

"No! You are planning to do something bad, Mr. Death!"

Yanagisawa turned his head in surprise and looked at the monitor where Aguri's voice came from.

"I just want to be with you who are happy!"

The God of Death was transforming his body in a non-human direction. He raised the corners of his mouth with disdain, "Are you planning to stop me?"

"Yes!"

"So how are you going to stop me? With your hands, with your mind?"

"……Why?"

He put his tentacles on the glass, and with a heart-breaking crackling sound, the special bulletproof glass shattered in the blink of an eye.

"If you don't have the talent to overpower me...you can't stop me or save me."

His cold gaze at this moment made Aguri feel strange and even a little scared.

"You're not even worth using as a hostage, so get out of here before you die in vain."

Aguri slowly retreated, clutching her chest tightly, she staggered to the door.

"I am Yukimura...please open the first door."

The door slid open with a click, and Akuri Yukimura walked out. Only the God of Death was left in the room.

He was gradually taken over by the power of the tentacles, talking to himself crazily.

"Then let's try this power gained after enduring countless tortures!"

…

The form of the tentacles will be greatly influenced by emotions. Once the emotions are distorted, his body will completely transform into an alien form.

An inhuman roar resounded throughout the room, and the twisted, slimy tentacles danced around it like a bush, making a tooth-wrenching sticky sound.

All the restraint facilities in the cell of the institute against its rampage were destroyed, and without any hindrance - this crazy beast broke out of the cage!

Chapter 123 The Time of the Birth of Teachers

"Report, he vomited out the self-destruction device we had buried in his body!"

"No! Gas and electricity can't hurt him at all!"

Reports with trembling voices from the subordinates kept coming from the control room. They were futilely activating the preset countermeasures as if they were in a state of confusion.