Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"This is...blood."

After staring blankly at the still slightly warm blood on his palm for a few seconds, Kitahara Haruki raised his head.

A large, exaggeratedly smiling face was less than a meter away from his eyes.

From Kitahara Haruki's perspective, he could just see a pair of feet lying in a pool of blood.

And a severed arm not far away.

The light and cheerful melody continued to play in my ears without stopping.

Chapter 162 Who are you people?!

Looking at the large face in front of him, Kitahara Haruki opened his mouth.

But he found that he couldn't make a sound.

The enormous mascot costume seemed in no hurry to kill Kitahara Haruki, but instead watched him with great interest.

From a perspective invisible to the naked eye, something inside Kitahara Haruki's body was being continuously sucked into the mouth of the mascot costume.

This may be why many monsters enjoy tormenting humans.

With his mouth agape, Kitahara Haruki suddenly realized what was happening.

With stiff legs, he turned around with somewhat comical steps, then strode away to escape.

A large amount of cold sweat mixed with the blood that had been on his forehead slid down his cheeks and dripped into his collar.

'It's so uncomfortable.'

Kitahara Haruki felt extremely uncomfortable as her clothes clung to her back, soaked with sweat.

But there's no time to think about that now.

Kitahara Haruki, who was running all the way, restrained his urge to turn around. He was afraid that if he turned around, he would find the doll right behind him.

But in fact, the doll never left the truck.

She simply watched Kitahara Haruki quietly.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Because of a lack of regular exercise, coupled with disordered breathing.

Kitahara Haruki hadn't run far before she felt her stamina rapidly declining.

He bent over, maintaining a very awkward but slightly more comfortable posture as he continued running forward.

But as he ran, Kitahara Haruki noticed something was amiss.

He used to stand on two feet, but at some point he started standing on all fours like an animal.

The eerie song began again, and the doll holding a ring of fire stood not far in front of Kitahara Haruki.

It excitedly waved the ring of fire in its hand, gesturing for Kitahara Haruki to quickly crawl through.

With his mind still foggy, Kitahara Haruki realized the problem, but his body obediently stumbled and staggered toward the circle of fire.

However, how could an ordinary high school student possibly be able to jump through a ring of fire?

Not to mention Kitahara Haruki's current twisted, four-limbed position.

Not surprisingly, he failed.

"Ahhhh!"

Kitahara Haruki, who had rolled onto the ground, let out a painful wail.

He finally regained consciousness after being burned by the flames.

The school uniform, stained with a mixture of dust, blood, and sweat, burst into bright flames, but this did not bring warmth to Kitahara Haruki.

Instead, it suffocated him.

Meanwhile, the dolls standing to the side clapped excitedly to the rhythm of the song, as if they were watching some kind of performance.

This eerie scene sends chills down one's spine.

Kitahara Haruki, who was crying out in pain, did not notice the slight noise that had started to play in the song.

It was as if someone was active.

"shot."

A young male voice suddenly came from the darkness.

Then, a large number of projectiles were fired with the pull of the trigger, and the flames that spewed out wildly illuminated the surrounding darkness.

A group of armed men dressed in black combat uniforms and carrying special firearms surrounded the mascot costume and Kitahara Haruki.

The doll, unable to react in time, was hit by a barrage of bullets.

Lying on the ground, Kitahara Haruki struggled to lift her head to see what had happened.

"laugh--"

A sound like a tire deflating came from a corner of the street. A telescopic object precisely snagged Kitahara Haruki's ankle and dragged her away from the doll.

"You are?"

Kitahara Haruki, who had been dragged along the way, felt pain all over his body.

It felt no different from being dragged by a car.

"Keep quiet."

The special forces soldier, also dressed in combat uniform, spoke in a low voice, then grabbed Kitahara Haruki by the collar and dragged him away.

Noticing the commotion behind them, the doll immediately flew into a rage and wanted to chase after them.

The toy it had its eye on was taken away, which made it very angry.

As it turned to give chase, the special forces soldiers behind it stopped firing in perfect unison, as if they had received an order.

The doll wasn't thinking too much; all it wanted to do was tear that damn bastard to shreds.

"good evening."

A boy dressed in the same combat suit as the insects suddenly appeared in front of the doll, holding something that looked like a belt in his hand.

"do you know."

The boy casually put on the belt and said:

"I was planning to go home and sleep!"

"Amazon!"

A sudden gust of wind swept up, and the hot air blew the doll away.

The crimson armor seemed to glow faintly in the darkness.

Luo Zhen, masked, looked at the guy who made him work overtime with a rather unfriendly expression.

A blond office worker who hated working overtime once said that working overtime was bullshit.

Of course, Luo Zhen just said it casually, and he didn't know if the worker had actually said it.

If it wasn't said by someone else, then let's assume it was someone like Xun Ge who said it.

"The following scenes will be very bloody, so children should not watch."

Clenching his fist, Luo Zhen spoke in a somewhat sinister tone.

As he said, the subsequent paintings were filled with considerable gore and violence, the kind that could not be broadcast normally.

"Investigator Luo Zhen, it's all taken care of."

Five minutes later, the mangled doll was stuffed into a box by a group of special forces soldiers.

The special forces soldier in charge of packing the boxes seemed to see a hint of relief in the other's eyes.

'It's probably just my imagination.'

With that thought in mind, the special forces soldier casually stuffed the doll into the box and then carefully locked it.

This kind of thing can't be allowed to appear in the public eye.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Luo Zhen, who had only just transformed, nodded to the squad leader.

Why is Gintoki so unreliable when they are both captains of special task forces?

Thinking about Gintoki's recent sugar overdose and subsequent forced abstinence from sweets by the doctor for a week, Rōma wondered if he should have dragged Gintoki into this.

"Hey, who are you?"

Turning her head, a disheveled Kitahara Haruki asked incredulously.

He didn't care about the others, but he still remembered Luo Zhen's face.

He acted aloof in the morning, but now he's all smiles and friendly.

"Just a passing Kamen Rider."

After thinking for a moment, Luo Zhen borrowed a line from a certain Food Robber without any psychological burden.

"Who cares about you! Don't any of you have anything to explain to me?!"

Kitahara Haruki stepped forward and questioned him agitatedly, as if Luo Zhen and the others had done something to wrong him.

Although Luo Zhen was emotionally agitated because of the bizarre events that happened tonight, he was still very unhappy.

When you're facing a monster, you act like you're about to die, but when you've dealt with the monster, you act like we owe you something.

"Explain? Okay."

After thinking for two seconds, Luo Zhen smiled and said.

Before Kitahara Haruki could ask a question, he went up and punched him right in the face.

“Give him an additional Class A memory erasure, physical.”

"Ok."

Seeing Kitahara Haruki faint, the special forces soldier responded very calmly.

That poor boy, he actually fainted from being frightened by the containment object.

Chapter 163: Full of energy!

The next morning, Luo Zhen arrived at the classroom as usual.

Some students had already arrived in the classroom, and they always had endless topics to discuss.

This includes a car accident that occurred last night in the western suburbs.

Car accidents are actually very common, but last night's accident received extra attention because the victim's death was so gruesome.

The most outrageous thing is that the car that hit the person was the same car that hit the person.

The specific details are reportedly still under investigation.

"Good morning, Luo Zhen."

Sakura Kono, yawning, sat down and said.

Last night, there were some strange noises near her house, like music from an amusement park.

Although she disappeared not long after, Kono Sakura lay in bed lost in thought for a long time before finally falling asleep in the early hours of the morning.

Before falling asleep, she made sure all the doors and windows were closed, and then wrapped herself tightly in her blanket.

According to the rules of hell, demons are not allowed to harm humans lying in bed. (Confirmed)

Good morning, you look very tired.

Luo Zhen said casually.

Actually, he didn't get much rest either; he was forced to work overtime last night.

He was no longer sleepy after he got home.