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"Since you have no intention of firing, you might as well put the gun down."

This was not a discussion, and Natsume Senju's finger had already left the trigger position.

"Um..."

After much deliberation, Chizu Natsuyo chose to lay down his weapon.

“Very good, a wise move.”

"..."

Faced with his praise, the girl didn't say anything, she just stared at him with eyes that didn't show much emotion.

"How about we talk somewhere else? You seem to need some rest, right? And you probably have a lot to say."

"Ah."

This is the second word the girl used in her answer tonight.

However, just as he was about to leave, Senju Natsuyo suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

"what happened?"

"I'm injured."

"I know, so what?"

"So please let me go first, I'll clear the way for you, that's the best strategy I can think of right now."

Chizu Natsuyo spoke to him with an unusually calm attitude, as if she had exhaled all her emotions into the air, without much emotional fluctuation.

It's not even as if she herself is the one who has to walk in front as a shield.

The composure and calmness she displayed, which was beyond her years, reminded me of Mibu Asaka, but she was even calmer than Asaka.

The only difference is that Asaka does not see herself as a prop, and even if she makes selfless sacrifices for him, she hopes to do so as a human being.

Moreover, after finishing speaking, Senju Natsuyo took the lead and walked ahead, carrying an automatic shotgun.

Looking at the petite figure in front of her, Mahiro didn't say anything, but silently followed behind, once again activating the "Multiple Observation" technique, with "Night Demon" in his hand ready to be used at any time.

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The journey went smoothly, and they encountered virtually no decent Gastrea. Even the occasional Stage 1 and Stage 2 encounters were mostly dealt with by Chizu Natsume.

However, it must be said that the Cursed Child's efficiency is indeed astonishing.

Even if they are injured, even if they are not good at fighting, they can leap onto the heads of those Gastrea in an instant and smash their heads open.

Their destination was a place resembling a fortress.

It was a very small stone bungalow with a narrow rectangular opening facing downwind. The exit was made of sandbags, and there were many abandoned large weapons and trenches around it. It was clear that this was a defensive position left over from the Gastrea Wars.

The two built a fire inside, and the girl asked him if he wanted coffee. After receiving an affirmative answer, she took out a kettle and instant coffee from her luggage and started boiling water.

Mahiro, illuminated by the firelight, took out bandages, disinfected the girl, and then slowly wrapped them around her wound.

Although they came from different police teams and were on a mission, they acted as if they were on a picnic.

"Alright, although your erosion rate didn't increase this time, if you get injured again, you probably won't be as lucky as you were this time."

"Mr. Mahiro is quite a strange person..."

After learning his name, Xia Shi handed him the coffee he had brewed and said, "Not only did you help me, who should have been your enemy, but you also helped a filthy cursed child like me bandage his wounds, even though I was pointing a gun at you not long ago."

"But you didn't intend to fire, did you? Otherwise, we wouldn't be sitting here so peacefully right now."

While sipping his warm coffee, Mahiro poked at the fire with a twig and said nonchalantly.

It was just a gun; he didn't really care about it.

"So that's why you're so strange... Normally, if the Cursed Child points a gun at you, killing them wouldn't be a problem at all, since we're items that can be used at will..."

Could it be that Mr. Mahiro is the legendary lolicon?

"...That's going too far." Mahiro complained speechlessly as he looked up, but when he met Chizu Natsuyo's gaze, he noticed a flicker of emotion in her usually calm eyes, like a smile.

"Looks like you're doing pretty well, you can even joke around with me now."

"Feel sorry."

Xia Shi readily lowered his head to apologize, but then added, "However, you don't seem to dislike us."

"Why should I hate you? In my eyes, you are no different from ordinary children. Besides, you didn't choose to be the children of the curse. Who can choose their birth? Those people use the name of revenge against Gastrea, but they just want to bully beings weaker than them."

Honestly, this kind of behavior is really disgusting.

Upon hearing this, disbelief flickered in Xia Shi's eyes, a slight ripple appearing in his otherwise vacant gaze, and a slow smile crept onto his lips as he said:

"As expected, Mr. Mahiro, you are different from everyone else... You really are a lolicon."

Yotsuba Mahiro: "......"

The first half of the sentence was fine, but when he heard the second half, he was completely speechless.

Looking at the other person's pretty face illuminated by the firelight, he couldn't help but complain, "You bastard, you're just being reckless because you're a dolphin with an IQ of 210, aren't you? Be careful, or I'll throw you out to feed those wild Gastrea."

"I'm sorry, please don't do that. I'm reflecting on my actions."

Although Xia Shi was curious about how he knew about her, she first chose to bow down to the evil forces. With that blank expression, it was really hard to tell whether she was truly reflecting on her actions.

"But speaking of which, where's your muscular, idiotic partner?"

"Are you talking about Mr. Jiang Jian? I got separated from him."

Chizu Natsuyo made no attempt to conceal anything and frankly recounted what had happened.

Just like in the original story, Senju Natsuyo and Ikuma Shokane fell into the Gastrea's trap again and were forced to separate.

While it's unclear whether this was unlucky for Chizu Natsuyo, it was certainly a stroke of luck for him.

At least it can save the life of this adorable, highly intelligent little girl.

"Then, Mr. Shinjiro, what about your Origin? The child I saw at the Ministry of Defense last time, that must be your Origin, right? Did you get separated from her too?"

Senju Natsuyo had some doubts.

She has a good memory and clearly remembers the girl with the katana at the Ministry of Defense, as well as how that girl defeated Hiruko Kohina, the original IP 134.

Logically speaking, with such immense strength, and given Yotsuba Mahiro's equally formidable power, the two shouldn't have been separated even during Stage 4...

"You mean Xiaochai? I didn't let her come, you should know that, right? I'm a lone wolf, I never bring a partner on missions."

Even a mission as dangerous as this one?

"Yes."

"..."

For some reason, Senju Natsuyo suddenly fell silent, hugged her knees and curled up, making her already petite body look even smaller.

The way she stared blankly at the fire left one wondering what she was thinking.

"As expected, rumors are not to be trusted."

"Rumors? About me?"

"Um..."

Xia Shi nodded slightly. "There are many rumors about you, Mr. Zhenxun. Even Mr. Jiangjian, whose brain is made of muscle, has a strong prejudice against you. He often says that you don't fight with the Initiators, which is all false."

They say you're a fraudster who steals fame and fortune.

"And what about you? Do you think so too?"

"No...."

Xia Shi shook his head and denied it, saying, "I think you should be a very gentle person."

The girl closed her eyes and placed her hands on her chest.

“You, like everyone else, do not hate us, the cursed children.”

If I'm not mistaken, the child you called Little Morning Glow should be a first-generation 'Cursed Child' like me. But I don't see anything in her that makes her seem like a tool, even when she stood in front of you that time, it was an action from the heart...

To be honest, I'm a little envious of Ms. Asaka.

"Is that so? I was just doing what a normal person should do."

Mahiro placed his hands on the ground and gazed at the night sky through the gaps in the fortress, speaking casually.

"And having a little maid at home to help with laundry, cooking, housework, and even warming the bed, the kind that only requires feeding, is my dream."

Although this ideal has already been realized, it has been achieved twice.

"You meant well, but you sound like a hentai with a loli fetish. As expected of you, Mr. Mahiro."

"This time, I'll take it as a compliment."

"I'm just praising you."

Seeing his composed demeanor, a smile crept onto Chizu Natsuyo's lips, followed by a soft murmur:

"So, Mr. Mahiro... you're quite an oddball."

Through the cracks in the dilapidated, leaky bunker, one can glimpse the night sky. The full moon, seemingly perfect, hangs in the cloudless night sky, still radiating its unique brilliance even in a world in ruins.

The moonlight is pure, but the world is filthy.

When someone does something that goes against the grain of others, even if what they do is right, they will be seen as an outcast.

Although this reasoning may be considered fallacious, in reality, that's just how it is.

They were seen as props, monsters in human skin, or even killing machines by other promoters, yet they were treated as treasures by Yotsuba Mahiro. To be honest, even Natsuyo Senju herself would want to experience that feeling...

Like killing one's own people with a shotgun, or smashing the head of a ten-year-old girl with a shotgun...

Although she could get used to it, she really didn't want to experience it a second time.

Just then, from the few remaining belongings of Chishou Natsuyo, in the black, receiver-like object placed beside her, a rough male voice came through amidst static.

It was the voice of Ikuma Shōken, the man he had once ordered to get lost.

It seemed that Natsumi sensed something was wrong, especially since Ikuma Shokane had a strong prejudice against Yotsuba Mahiro, and had been shouting ever since last time that he wanted to kill Yotsuba Mahiro. So she thought it best not to let Shokane know that he was also here.

So he gestured for him to be quiet, then picked up the radio and adjusted the knob, and the noisy sound gradually became clearer.

"Alive... Hey! Hey... If you're still alive, answer me now!"

"It's so good that you're alright, Mr. Jiang."

Picking up the landline-like communication device on the radio, Natsume Senju responded with a serious and earnest attitude.

"Need I say more? How could anything happen to me! But I have good news!"

Yi Xiong pretended to keep the situation a secret, but both of them could imagine him chuckling to himself under the skull mask on the other end of the radio.

Moreover, they could guess what the news was.

After all, in a place like this, there's only one piece of good news—

"We've found the little rascal who stole the box!"

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Chapter 75 So, have you seen your future?

us?

Whether it's Natsuyo Senju or Mahiro Yotsuba, their first reaction is to capture this word.

They exchanged a glance, and although they didn't speak, they could read what each other wanted to say from their eyes.

[That muscle-bound bastard actually teamed up with other people?]

That should be correct.

However, now that they knew the location of the Mikiyu River, they didn't delay any longer and packed their bags to set off.

Just like before entering the fortress, Xia Shi was still walking in front, with Zhen Xun following behind.

Logically speaking, someone with hard power like Mahiro should be leading the way, while someone with brains like Natsuyo Senju should be providing support from behind.

But this was Xia Shi's stubbornness, and there was nothing he could do about it, so he could only let him have his way.

It was already 4 a.m., with only two hours left until dawn.