Chainsaw Demon Pochi-chan!

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Even though she really didn't want to fight right now, because...

boom! ! !

The Gun Demon fired first.

The war demon immediately picked up a piece of wood next to her and turned it into a solid shield in her hands.

Protective gear is also considered a type of weapon.

But under the powerful impact of the Gun Demon, the wooden shield was instantly shattered into pieces, like a piece of rotten wood gnawed by termites.

The war demon lifted up the long wooden board next to him, and then turned it into a huge and sharp spear.

"Ha!" She roared and threw it out, heading straight for the Gun Demon.

Next to the Gun Demon, the dead tree-like demon stretched out its branches.

The spear thrown by the war demon began to decay and disintegrate in an instant, as if it had been baptized by a thousand years.

The identity of this demon is self-evident.

It is the demon of decay.

boom! ! !

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Gun Demon raised his hand and fired another shot.

This time the war demon had no time to defend himself and was hit hard.

"what!"

She screamed in pain and was knocked flying. There were more than a dozen bullet holes all over her body and she started bleeding.

The Gun Demon walked forward slowly and said, "War, you have become weaker, too weak. You can't even take one of my attacks."

"Even if you've been weakened, it's a little abnormal to be this weak, right?"

"It's none of your business!" War cursed in a very rude manner.

"Humph, it really doesn't matter, because you're going to die next."

The war demon raised his hand, and the arm that turned into a pistol was aimed at the war demon's head, ready to fire the bullet.

However, a voice was heard from afar.

Ding~ding~ding~

Electric guitar melody.

“Damn it, is it that guy?” The Gun Demon shuddered all over and broke out in a cold sweat, “Ahhhhhhhh!”

He suddenly began to scream in pain, covered his head with his hands, and went crazy on the spot.

Seeing this as a good opportunity, the War Demon struggled to get up and kicked the Gun Demon in the stomach.

The gun demon's huge body was kicked down softly, and rolled on the ground, but he was unable to resist because he was still suffering from a headache.

The war demon ran back to the ruins of the house and picked up the wooden board again to make a weapon.

However, the next moment, the wooden board in his hand began to rot.

She glared over and saw that the Demon of Decay had reached the Spear Demon, wrapped it up with branches, and then leaped away.

The two demons quickly fled the scene and were never seen again.

The guitar melody coming from afar also stopped at the same time.

“Asshole…Guaaa…”

The war demon cursed again, then his legs went limp and he sat down.

The wounds on her body were still bleeding, which had almost left her with no strength.

"Um... sis, sis...what happened?"

At this time, a voice came from the ruins behind him.

It turned out that Goto had crawled out by himself. Although he was covered in dust, he was only hit by the brittle and soft rotten wood on the outside, so he didn't seem to be hurt.

"I, I'm fine... I had a fight with that bastard and suffered some minor injuries..." said the War Demon weakly.

"How can this be just a minor injury?!"

Goto couldn't help but get anxious and asked quickly, "Sister, is there anything I can do?"

"If you continue like this, you will definitely die... I don't want you to die!"

The War Demon sighed and said, "As long as the demon drinks human blood... or the blood of other demons, they can recover quickly..."

"Then drink my blood!" said Goto.

She picked up a dry branch next to her and used it to scratch her hands.

However, the branch was too brittle and broke on its own without even scratching the bark, which made her very anxious.

"Give it to me..." said the war demon.

"Good sister!"

The war demon took the branch and transformed it into a sharp knife.

Goto closed his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched them in front of the war demon, looking like he was ready to be slaughtered.

The War Demon was really touched.

——Before...when have I ever been treated like this by Pochi-chan?

——Well, this elder sister, it’s really not in vain…

puff!

She slashed Goto's palm with the knife, and blood flowed into her mouth.

"What, what happened?" Goto asked anxiously.

"Hmm..." The War Demon frowned, "It seems to have no effect."

"Why?!"

"I don't know either. I guess someone tripped me up and I can't recover in this way."

It must have been the gun demon who did this.

There must be something hidden in the bullet that just hit her.

"Then, what should we do?" Goto asked.

The War Demon thought for a moment and said, "Well... don't worry, my injury shouldn't be fatal."

"Don't underestimate the vitality of the devil. Even if I keep bleeding like this, I won't die. I will just become very weak..."

"Since there's no way to treat it, we can only tie it up and stop the bleeding first."

"But...how can my sister be cured?" Goto asked worriedly.

"I don't know. I can't think of the reason. Maybe I need to ask another demon for help."

The War Demon whispered to himself, "The Hell Demon has the most information... I'll go ask him later."

……

It’s not too far from Shimokitazawa to Shinjuku.

Makima took Reisa off the train and stepped onto the streets of Shinjuku, looking for her destination according to the map in her memory.

"Yes...Hiroi Kikuri's apartment."

What appeared before my eyes was a cheap rental house.

Just by looking at the outside, you can tell that the environment must be very dirty and messy. If you have more money, you would not choose to live in such a place.

It can be seen that Guangjing's life was really difficult.

But such a person...actually would adopt a child? How strange.

Makima rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a long time and no one came to open the door, she pressed the doorbell more than ten times.

“Uh uh uh… it’s coming, it’s coming!”

There was a noisy sound coming from the room. It seemed that Hiroi was hungover and was still sleeping before being disturbed.

Click.

The door opened and Hiroi stood there swaying.

"Uh...you, you are Miss Ma from the Public Security Bureau?" She said vaguely, "Please, what can I do for you? Did I accidentally break the law when I was drunk?"

"Is Nayuta here?" Makima asked directly.

"Eh? ...Oh, she's here."

Chapter 128 Loneliness and the Bloody Demon

"You are looking for that child... for something?" Hiroi said, "Ah, could it be that it wasn't me who did something wrong, but she did something wrong accidentally?"

"No, we just have something to ask her." Makima said.

"Oh... well, come in."

Hiroi turned around and began to lead the way, so Makima followed behind, holding Lesai's hand, while constantly thinking in her mind.

——Did she really adopt a child named Nayuta?

——But this is too strange. Adopting a child is usually something that only some wealthy families with special circumstances do, or at least ordinary families do.

——A drunkard like Hiroi, who lives on a precarious basis, actually does such a thing.

"Ms. Hiroi, do you mind if I ask you why you adopted that child?" asked Makima.

"Huh?" Hiroi paused, then turned around with an unnatural expression.

But this expression only lasted for a moment, and she immediately returned to her dazed look and said with a smile: "Oh, I can't really remember it."

"I must have been drunk one day and somehow ended up at the orphanage. I saw this cute little girl and instinctively took her home."

"The formalities have already been completed, and there is no way to return or exchange it... I have no choice but to keep her~"

"Did you really adopt him a year ago?" Makima asked.

"Um... yes, yes."

Makima always felt that Hiroi's posture was a little unusual and wanted to ask again, but Hiroi had already crossed the corridor and entered the rental house.

"Nayuta, someone is looking for you!" she shouted.

Machima also saw the appearance of the house clearly.

It was indeed dirty and messy, with mountains of garbage, mostly beer cans.

Da da da.

A burst of brisk footsteps was heard, and a little black-haired girl came out from behind the garbage and trotted to the door.

Makima was stunned.

This girl did look the same as the one she had seen in the photo before.

But there was only one thing that was wrong.

The black-haired girl in front of me has normal eyes.

They are the black eyes of ordinary humans, not the circle eyes that only the four sisters of Apocalypse have.

This should have been a reassuring situation...

But now Makima was completely confused.