Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

She was afraid that if Dianci died, she would never see the Dark Demon again.

If we don't see the Dark Demon, Mr. Demon might get angry.

"Why bother? Isn't this just having fun?"

Zhou Lan's laughter reached my ears.

The continuous bursts of fire spread down the mountainside, illuminating the dark sea in the distance.

Denji was no match for Reise; he was chased all the way down the mountain and ran wildly toward the coastline.

This is a pitiful fellow.

He accidentally allowed the chainsaw demon to become his heart, and then he encountered the domineering demon Machima.

His partner was gentle and considerate, and could fulfill almost all of his wishes.

But in that wicked woman's heart, there was never a place for the boy represented by the name Denji.

The only thing she liked and cared about from beginning to end was the chainsaw demon.

Who is Dianci? I don't know him at all.

The firelight seeped into the dark sea.

His neurotic brain circuits saved his life.

The bomb demon is unable to exert its original power in the water.

He dragged the other person into the deep sea, and the icy water calmed them both down.

The bomb demon has gone silent.

After a long while, Denji, who had transformed back into human form, dragged Reise back onto the beach.

The seawater soaked their hair, making it sticky and clinging to their foreheads.

With a long sigh, Denji transformed into the Chainsaw Man, and all his injuries were passively healed.

The two people lay straight on the beach, gazing at the sky.

The fireworks festival has ended.

The moon overhead was unusually large, covering the entire sky.

Looking at the huge full moon, Dianci shook his head irritably.

Even so, I still can't kill you!

He spoke to the side.

Leisai was soaking wet, her beautiful body curled up, her arms wrapped around her knees.

"Denji-kun!"

Her voice trembled slightly as it traveled through the icy seawater.

"Actually, I lied yesterday, Denji-kun. I've never been to school either!"

Dianci paused for a moment.

The other party came to assassinate him, so of course he had to be disguised convincingly.

He asked instinctively, "And today?" Leise remained silent for a long time before saying in the moonlight, "Today... nothing!"

Two mice met in the sewer, glanced at each other, rubbed their hands together, and that was it—they liked each other.

This is perfectly normal.

It seems quite plausible that an assassin falls in love with the person they are trying to assassinate.

"I don't like chainsaw demons, and I don't like bomb demons!"

She expressed her true feelings.

"Denji-kun, would you choose a rat from the countryside or a rat from the city?" "What do you mean?" "Rats from the countryside can live a peaceful life, but they can't eat the delicious food in the city. Rats from the city eat well, but they might be killed by dangerous hunters!"

Denji didn't know why Reise would suddenly ask such a strange question, but he still answered, "I think the ones in the city are nice!"

"Huh? Why? Country rats are better, aren't they? Peace comes first!"

"Rese said."

"The mice in the countryside must be very lonely!"

Denji muttered, "At least the rats in the city eat very well, and they have plenty of companions!"

"Is that so!"

Leise slowly helped herself up.

"I hate this assassination mission. It would be best if it failed. I also hate bombs and chainsaws..." "Even country rats aren't lonely!"

As if she had made up her mind, she said, word by word, "Denji-kun, let's run away together!"

"Escape?" Denji was taken aback.

"Escape to the countryside, to a place far from demons, a place where only Denji and Reise exist!"

Dianci glanced at the girl beside him with a flicker in his eyes.

He suddenly realized.

Throughout the entire process, only his own face was reflected in the other person's pupils—his face, Denji's face.

She hates demons, but not the human named Denji.

She didn't lie today.

A figure suddenly flashed through Dianci's mind.

“Miss Machima…” he murmured.

The next second, he blurted out, laughing, "Great! Let's go to the countryside together!" "Tomorrow!" Leise suddenly jumped up, "Wait for me at the coffee shop!" She was overjoyed, as if all her lost strength had returned, and ran off into the distance.

Before her figure disappeared, she happily waved towards the sea: "Denji-kun, tomorrow! Be sure to wait for me tomorrow!" "Okay!" Denji stretched out his hand towards the moon above his head, and he suddenly felt that his dream was very close to him.

As expected, I still prefer Reise.

Tomorrow sounds so close.

Denji stood up and looked up at the moon overhead.

At that moment, a deep voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Tomorrow, Reese will die!"

Dianci looked around frantically, and in the empty world, the sound seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Who is it! Stop pretending!" he roared into the night.

A demon suddenly appeared before him, its figure seemingly descending from the pale moonlight, its aura profound and dangerous.

The moment this being appeared, the entire coastline suddenly became distorted, as if blocking all external sights and eavesdropping.

Electric subconsciously pulled the ring on his chest.

But the sound of the chainsaw did not come.

He did nothing of value.

While he was still in a daze, the other person reached out his hand to him, and Dianci suddenly felt his heart pounding violently.

The being slowly spoke, "Denji, if you want to escape with Reise, you'll have to pay a price!"

"The price? What's that?" Denji swallowed hard.

"It requires your voluntary payment, Chainsaw Demon!"

The demon in front of him pointed to his chest.

"Bochita?" Denji felt the beating in his chest.

The demon before him wanted to take Bochita from him; it was his most precious possession.

But Bochita is long gone. Could the demon before us possibly bring it back? "Rese will be killed by a demon you cannot withstand. I can personally send you onto the train to the countryside, but you already know the price!"

He raised his hand, and the huge, pure white moon instantly dimmed.

Denji had seen this power before; it was Little Red's contracted demon, a being powerful enough to destroy the world.

He had no reason to lie.

Reise? Or Bochita? The cold sea breeze hit his face, and Denji fell silent unexpectedly.

Even without Reise, he could continue living in the metropolis of Tokyo, where he had many new acquaintances and, more importantly, Miss Machima.

He likes Miss Machima.

The other person is very gentle and beautiful, and is willing to feed him and treat him like a dog.

But, without Bochita, Reese won't die.

They can go to the countryside; perhaps they will be happy, perhaps not.

Choice.

The answer seems quite simple: how to choose?

Zhou Lan gazed at him quietly.

This was the moment he had been waiting for.

Like moonlight, it silently watches over and preserves the beauty of the boy before it these past two days.

Now is the time to reap the rewards.

Having tasted the wonderful flavor of happiness, what choice will the mouse make? Denji felt his heart and suddenly thought he was hallucinating.

He heard Bochita's voice, saying the same words he had when he died in that factory, when Bochita became his heart.

"Hey, my dream has come true. In exchange, what's Denji's dream?" "Bochita?" Denji pressed his hand hard against his heart. "Can you hear me? You can hear me, right!" Bochita's voice echoed in his head: "Denji, I'm willing to grant your dream!"

Dianci touched his chest, speechless, his voice very low.

"Bochita, do you already know my dream..." He looked at Zhou Lan and murmured to himself, the moonlight in his eyes gradually gathering: "A country rat, that sounds pretty good!"

Chapter 119 Keeping the Appointment

Always.

Humans are humans, and demons are demons; Denji and Bochita are the same.

They possessed each other and redeemed each other.

Bochita's wish had already come true long ago.

A simple desire to be embraced.

In exchange, Bochita wants to fulfill Denji's wish, no matter the cost.

The next day.

coffee shop.

Dianci looked a little nervous.

Machima told him that assassins from other countries had landed in Tokyo, perhaps today, perhaps tomorrow.

They'll come after him sooner or later.

But Denji unexpectedly refused the demon hunters' close protection.

He arrived at the coffee shop very early, waited for the early shift staff to open the door, ordered a drink, and then sat on the sofa behind the table.

There was also a bouquet of flowers on the sofa.

He bought it early in the morning, waiting outside the flower shop.

Denji didn't know if Reise would like flowers, or what kind of flowers she would like.

But girls should all like flowers, right?

Since I didn't know what kind of flowers the other person liked, I picked one of each type and asked the shop assistant to pack them into a large bouquet.

They were colorful, gently bundled together, and looked absolutely beautiful.