There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

"Ah! It's all your fault. If you hadn't threatened me, I wouldn't have hit him!!!"

Hiroshi Nakajima had lost his mind, and he hit Masao Imai's face with his fist as big as a sand bowl. Soon his face began to swell up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The girl in front looked calm, as if she saw nothing, and continued telling her story.

"You don't know, you can't understand what that kind of darkness feels like. What does that feel like? It's just like being in a silent hell."

"Boom, bang, bang—"

The dull sound of beating continued, like the background music of this sad story.

"I am very lucky. I found my flashlight. I could have had countless wealth, but at that time, I treasured that worthless flashlight. You don't know what that cheap thing brought me. It brought me hope and light."

The witch looked at the mad Nakajima Hiroshi quietly, and said calmly, "Just like you beat up your former friend, because you saw hope, hoping that I would spare your life. You are just like me back then, hesitant, afraid, helpless, wanting to grab everything you can grab, because you are afraid of death."

"I desperately hold on to my baby, protecting it with great care. I only press the switch when I'm scared, and I only turn it on for a short while at a time. I cherish it as much as you punch it with all your might. But..."

She pointed the gun at Nakajima Hiroshi, and the other party seemed to sense something and his raised fist suddenly stopped.

The terrified perpetrator turned his head in disbelief, staring blankly at the black muzzle of the gun...

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out and flames appeared.

Hiroshi Nakajima, who was in a fist-raising posture, fell down limply, and bright red blood slowly flowed out. The warm and sticky liquid soaked Masao Imai's pants.

"But... the flashlight quickly ran out of battery, and I fell into despair again."

The witch dropped her arms weakly, and Imai Masao fell to the ground with a "thump".

Shi Shui He Hui began to cry loudly. He struggled to get up and stumbled towards the door.

He used his only remaining hand to pry open the rusty iron door, but the girl closed the door effortlessly, and he couldn't move it even a little bit even if he used all his strength.

"I pray to God, I ask anyone to save me." The witch slowly raised her head, and the dark warehouse roof was like a dark sky.

"I told myself that if the person who saved me was a girl, I would definitely become friends with her. If the person who saved me was a boy, maybe I would really fall in love with him..."

Shi Shui He Hui lay on the iron gate in despair and cried softly. He suddenly seemed to think of something and quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket...

"boom!"

After another gunshot, Shi Shui Hehui's eyes gradually became dull as he looked at the half of his hand that was left.

"But still no one came to save me. The darkness invaded me again. I felt very cold... My consciousness began to disintegrate, my nerves began to become disordered, and I began to have hallucinations, just like you now."

A smile appeared on the witch's lips again. She seemed to see a familiar face. Her voice became soft and gentle again. Just like the spring breeze caressing the earth, passing over the calm water, stirring up circles of moving ripples.

"That was the brightest ray of light in my life, very dazzling, but very warm. It was a light that pulled me out of the abyss of hell. That light brought me salvation, hope, and new life, pointed me in the direction, and gave me his answer... In fact, from that time on, I have been inseparable from that light. But..."

"boom!"

The muzzle of the gun splashed out dazzling flames again, and Shi Shui Hehui, who was lying on the door, fell to the ground motionless.

"But the light went out, and I was back in darkness. Because of so-called justice and conscience, I extinguished the light with my own hands!" The girl laughed softly.

The suppressed laughter made Masao Imai, who was about to fall into a coma, wake up again.

"You will never understand what that feeling is like. After I had him, I felt as happy as if I had the whole world. I secretly swore in my heart that I would never let go of his hand. Even if the world betrayed him, I would stand firmly behind him."

"But I didn't hold his hand tightly, and the world didn't betray him. The funny thing is... I betrayed him for the so-called world, and I ruined everything I had! I know I didn't do it on purpose... The main responsibility is not mine."

The witch's laughter became a little sharp and a little neurotic.

"It was conscience and justice that made me ignore something I should never ignore. The thing that you had long discarded and that I had always held on to, has instead abandoned me."

She lowered her head and looked directly at Imai Masao's bloated face. "The light that I extinguished with my own hands is still flawless even though it has been extinguished. But you have tried to pollute it again and again, over and over again, without giving up! You ants! Bugs! Cockroaches!"

"Imai-kun, do you know?" The girl walked in slowly, squatted down and looked at Imai Masao, "People who throw away those shackles can no longer be called human beings, just like you."

"You guys are incapable of enjoying the rights that humans should have, so I'm inviting you to eat barbecue. Because eating any food is an insult to it. If you guys stay alive, you'll only make rice more expensive."

With a light wave of her hand, the small pistol disappeared, replaced by a pair of brand new rubber gloves.

The girl put on her gloves nonchalantly and said casually, "I was scared at first, whether it was my first time killing someone or something more extreme. But I'm not scared anymore because I've thrown away the so-called shackles. I'm just like you. I'm not a human anymore."

“Woo-woo-woo—”

Masao Imai suddenly became excited, and although he was beaten to death, he began to crawl towards the door desperately, but the evil woman followed him closely, as if she was strolling in the garden.

"Some people, if they lose their soft spots, their whole body will be covered with armor. So I am not afraid, so I dare to treat you to a meal."

The ice-covered foot was suddenly raised and stepped hard on Masao Imai's back.

"I've met perverts who like to skin people alive. They, like you, enjoy the screams and fear of the weak. In fact, I originally envisioned playing with you all night long."

"I thought I would torture you to death. I even thought about peeling your skin off. I think I might be as mentally perverted as them..."

The witch shook her head slowly again and denied it: "But I was wrong, I just felt bored. Telling you so much is actually a self-analysis. Now I can tell myself for sure that I am not a pervert. Because I still think your screams and fears are boring, and I don't feel relieved to torture and kill you, but destroying you is what I must do."

Xueno finally understood, she realized that she was different from ordinary people. From the moment she entered that world, she was nobler than everyone else in the world.

Although her life could not be guaranteed, she had understood what it meant to be a 'mortal', and she was no longer a mortal.

For people like them, morality and shackles are no longer important. If they continue to look at themselves with the eyes of mortals and are bound by the shackles that bind mortals, their end will ultimately be extremely miserable.

The death of a loved one is just a trivial warning.

Masao Imai began to struggle violently, but the hand in the rubber glove was like a bone claw, firmly embedded in the top of his head.

The observer's reminder sounded in his mind, and the caster's brain area was unlocked to 25%.

This was the first time she advanced in reality, but she didn't care at all. She just comforted him softly, "Come on, I'll take you on your way."

A dazzling blue light came from above Masao Imai's head, and mottled frost quickly spread down. He let out a shrill scream and began to twitch violently, but returned to calm after a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Masao Imai turned into a stiff ice sculpture.

Chapter 4: The Nightmare that Shrouds Chiba Prefecture ()

Tokyo, Feng Zhiqi Private High School second year C class classroom.

It is noon now. Kasumigaoka Utaha, who has just finished her lunch box, is looking at the draft paper on the desk with a sad face.

"In fact, human technology has already developed to the point where interstellar travel is possible, but it is kept secret so ordinary people don't know about it."

"Finally, the alien monsters that have long coveted the Earth have attacked it. The originally dull daily life has been disrupted. Humanity has responded immediately, and all the countries on Earth have shown unprecedented cohesion."

"Hojo was originally a member of the Allied Forces. When peace is broken, he must stand up and defend the honor of mankind."

"Matsuma Mirai stepped onto the ark to Planet M with a look of sorrow on her face, while Hojo Satoru, who had just established a relationship with her, gave his lover a comforting look and resolutely stepped onto the Victory Mecha."

“Satoru!”

The girl called out her lover's name with tears in her eyes. Even though the thick glass blocked her view, the other party could clearly sense her reluctance and longing.

The giant-sized mecha started moving and gave Fang Zhou a thumbs up, just as determined as when he made his confession, and full of the determination to win.

"We will definitely meet again. Wait for me on the safe planet!"

Hojo sent a signal to Matsuma, and the spaceship slowly flew into the sky...

"Snapped!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha slammed the pen on the table and rubbed her forehead in frustration.

Why is this happening? What the hell is this?

Isn't the theme of this book about the struggle and love story of a beautiful young girl writer? Why would a sweet youth romance novel be about Star Wars?

Why does an ordinary high school student, Hojo Satoru, have the hidden setting of a mecha pilot? Why is he a superpower qualified to drive a mecha?

Yesterday I was still worrying about the content of the novel, and the topic of conversation was still about which place had the best ice cream and the male and female protagonists. Why am I shouldering the mission of saving the earth today?

Also, it turns out that the dean with a sinister face has actually been controlled by aliens? Even Miss Songjian’s editor is an alien spy?

What is this, a nonsensical comedy novel?

The style of painting can’t be said to be distorted. If I send this latest chapter to the editor, she will strangle herself to death!

"Ugh--"

Teacher Kasumi Shiko sighed heavily and laid down on the table.

Very annoying. Very annoying.

As soon as I pick up the pen, I think about things other than the novel or the plot. As soon as I close my eyes, all kinds of spaceships and star destroyers buzz around in my mind like flies.

Hideous and terrifying alien creatures, epic interstellar wars, bloody battlefields, and images of various laser energy bases opening and condensing energy...

Thinking of this grand star war scene, Teacher Kasumi Shiko felt extremely uncomfortable.

The deadline for submission is almost here. During the days when I was missing, the spy... no, the editor called me countless times and sent me countless messages...

The dark horse writer who just won the Newcomer Award suddenly lost contact! Judging from her suspicious behavior, she is definitely preparing to "self-cut" and abandon this novel!

But the fact is, Teacher Xia Shizi herself doesn't want to do it, and she can't write anymore.

Suddenly, I lost all interest in my own stories. It's not that I can't write novels, but I can't write such bland light novels. Love and the like are too childish. The author's life has been full of ups and downs, which is a hundred times more exciting than the novel.

Why? Wouldn't it be better for me to just write novels quietly in the real world? Why did they choose me to enter that world? What shining points do I have that deserve the observer to choose me?

In terms of appearance, Yukinoshita is not inferior to herself at all; in terms of intelligence, it is said that Yukinoshita was always ranked first in the school before entering that world.

She is not good at sports and her strategies are no match for her. In the last mission, she found the brain worm by herself. She was so confident until she made an amazing move and pointed the gun at the commander. Even Kasumigaoka was stunned.

The only thing that Yukinoshita couldn't compare to me was that she wasn't interested in writing novels. Oh, and her figure wasn't as good as mine... but these two talents were useless.

Even if her figure is not as good as mine, she still has a lover. And I have never liked anyone in my life, I don’t know what it feels like!

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration.

"But you can't give up."

After sighing softly, Xia Shizi suddenly tore off the manuscript that she had spent the whole morning writing with a "hiss", crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can in the corner.

How about changing the subject?

She held the pen in her mouth for a while, then wrote a big title on a new page: "Evolution Game"

After finishing writing, she stared at the new book in a daze. She suddenly remembered Kitahara Sora’s handsome and cold face, and worry filled her chest again.

That girl Yukinoshita didn't come to the Emerald Dream yesterday. Although I don't know how she is doing, she must cheer up!

Kasumigaoka Utaha took out her cell phone, opened the address book and prepared to send a message to Yukino, but before she could think of what to say, the relatively quiet classroom suddenly became noisy.

Most of the 'classroom group' would lie on the table and take a nap after finishing their lunch boxes, while some would chat in a very low voice. But the surprised conversation at this time completely broke the tranquility of midday.

So much so that Kasumigaoka discovered that everyone, including those who were sleeping, was holding their phones with a look of astonishment, and several small circles of unfamiliar people even merged into one and started a heated conversation?

"The mysterious murder case in Kamogawa City?"

A boy read out the words displayed on the screen in surprise.

"Hey, hey, five people died!" another boy also made a surprised sound.

"Keep reading! Read on! The mysterious and bizarre methods of committing crimes and the extremely terrifying process and behavior, it is not an exaggeration to call it a perverted art!"

"We are unable to identify the murderer for the time being. Please keep your guard up, citizens of Kamogawa..."

The boys looked as if they were shocked, while the girls' circle showed an attitude of fear.

"The photos taken at the scene were heavily mosaiced! No, I'm going to vomit just by looking at the processed pictures."

"Eh? A perverted murderer?"

“Eat eat eat eat…eat…ah!!!”

"Don't, don't look at it, it's too scary!"

"Let's talk about something else. I know a new dessert shop..."

"Ugh~ Meixi, are you an idiot?"

"Yeah, sorry!"

"..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at her classmates' reactions in bewilderment, and at that moment, her phone suddenly vibrated. An emergency pop-up window took up one-third of the phone's screen.

Out of curiosity, Kasumigaoka clicked on the news.

As soon as the page was loaded, some eye-catching large words were printed on the screen.

"A Horrifying Murder Method Beyond Cognition: A Major Criminal Case in Kamogawa City"