Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

She's not human at all!!

Run! Run!

Makoto Ito roared inwardly.

But his legs were so weak they felt like they were filled with cement, and he couldn't lift them at all.

This is not just Ito Makoto's situation.

Most people will have a certain type of reaction when they encounter something unusual, but only a small number of special people will be unaffected.

For example, Sakamoto or Rōzō.

They are all people with very high resistance to abnormal events.

'Oh, right, I can try that!'

He watched as the Slit-Mouthed Woman approached him step by step.

A bold idea suddenly popped into Makoto Ito's mind.

This idea came from a short essay he read last night, signed 'An Yi'.

Yes, it really is just a short essay.

'Fine, might as well try anything, even if it's a long shot!'

Makoto Ito gritted his teeth and made a firm decision.

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well give it a try!

When the slit-mouthed woman got close to him, he suddenly kissed her.

afternoon--

"Tsk, that's really tragic."

After crossing the yellow cordon, Joseph clicked his tongue as he looked at the dead end stained with blood.

Not far away, there was a pile of minced meat covered with a white sheet, and a severed limb in a trash can.

Beside the shredded meat was a blood-soaked backpack, and a student ID could be vaguely seen among the scattered books.

On it, you can see the photo of Makoto Ito, whose name is listed, covered in bloodstains from the visit.

"You're a step too late, but this time you won't get away."

Joseph's expression turned grim as he looked at the white sheet on the ground.

However, the incident occurred after he was delayed by a car accident on his way here, which made Joseph quite unhappy.

On his wrist, the Hermit's Purple, invisible to others, danced rhythmically, subtly pointing in a certain direction.

That location?

Joseph raised his arm and glanced at it, then followed without hesitation, simultaneously dialing Luo Zhen's number.

Luo Zhen, who was preparing to go to the research institute, answered the phone and asked:

"What's wrong, JOJO?"

"To make a long story short, keep an eye on that student named Aki Tomoya. I have a feeling he might be being targeted again."

There is no evidence, but Joseph, who possesses the Hermit's Purple, sometimes has an intuition that is ridiculously accurate.

Upon hearing Joseph's words, Luo Zhen immediately said:

"Okay, I'll go find him now."

Chapter 196 Human kindness is meaningless to the supernatural

Walking home from school, Aki Tomoya was reminiscing about the short essay he had posted online a few days ago.

Although he had previously used his account to publish game reviews and similar articles, this was the first time he had done something like this.

Of course, it's a secondary account.

I originally thought no one would watch it, but the response was surprisingly good.

This surprised Aki Tomoya, but also gave him a lot of confidence.

He didn't pay much attention in class today; his mind was full of ideas about what would happen next.

Although I've forgotten many things because I didn't record them.

Perhaps this is a common problem among authors.

I always forget the plot I've already thought of.

But it doesn't matter, he believes that he can recall those contents with a little effort once he gets back.

"Hey, wait a minute."

A familiar voice came from behind him, and Aki Tomoya turned around with some confusion.

All I saw was Luo Zhen jogging over and saying:

"I need to talk to you about something."

"Eh? What's going on?"

Aki Tomoya was also a little confused.

Has he done anything wrong recently?

In a dark alley, the Slit-Mouthed Woman, wearing a brand-new mask, is searching for her next target.

"This time, I'm looking for someone more honest."

The slit-mouthed woman felt nauseous just thinking about what happened that morning.

This guy, who looked clean-cut and fairly upright, actually dared to do something so audacious.

This offended the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

Don't talk to her about love or romance.

It is not human, and has no resonance with human emotions whatsoever.

Without shared experiences, it is difficult for people to resonate with each other emotionally.

What's more, what about people and abnormalities?

What it considers an act of goodwill is no different from a provocation.

It's like an ant crawling onto your table, waving its antennae as if trying to express goodwill.

But to most humans, it was nothing more than an ant that didn't know its own mortality.

Once someone is crushed, they won't receive any further attention.

Trying to understand this monster using human thinking was Makoto Itō's biggest mistake.

"Hmm? This one's not bad?"

The slit-mouthed woman, hiding in the alley, kept a close eye on the flow of people coming and going at the alley entrance.

Suddenly, it noticed a target that looked delicious.

He was a high school boy wearing a school uniform and black-rimmed glasses.

Although he looked ordinary, he seemed to exude a faint fragrance.

As for the other boy next to him?

The Slit-Mouthed Woman observed for a moment.

She had decent looks and height, and that was it.

Compared to others, he's just an ordinary person.

Oh well, let's just consider it a buy-one-get-one-free dessert.

Without much thought, the Slit-Mouthed Woman quickly followed.

"So, what exactly happened?"

Completely unaware of the approaching danger, Aki Tomoya tilted his head and looked at Rajin, asking a question.

Their relationship wasn't exactly good, but it wasn't terrible either.

We were just ordinary classmates.

Although there was some friction, Aki Tomoya quickly forgot about it.

Luo Zhen did not pursue the matter further.

"What should I say?"

As the crowd around him thinned out, Luo Zhen's gaze drifted away.

After giving a vague and perfunctory reply, Aki Tomoya continued walking.

Aki Tomo followed Luo Zhen all the way.

Before long, only Luo Zhen and Aki Tomoya remained on the street.

After stopping, Luo Zhen turned around and looked at Aki Tomoya very sincerely, saying:

"Feel sorry."

After saying that, Luo Zhen took out the memory erasure spray and sprayed it twice on Aki Tomoya.

Realizing something was wrong, Aki Tomoya panicked, but quickly lost consciousness under the effects of the spray.

Luo Zhen caught Aki Tomoya, who was about to fall, and looked past him to a woman in white not far away.

"Discovered?"

Tilting her head, the Slit-Mouthed Woman looked at Luo Zhen with some confusion.

I was slightly surprised.

I originally thought this guy was just an ordinary person, but I was wrong.

But whatever his purpose may be, it will not deter the Slit-Mouthed Woman from her determination to hunt.

I didn't notice it at first, but now that I look at this guy with black-rimmed glasses, he smells really good.

It's like a dessert that gets better the more you chew it.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman felt she was about to lose control of the scissors in her hand.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

She gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a wide grin that stretched almost to her ears beneath her ripped mask.

Since this guy helped stun its prey, the Slit-Mouthed Woman will let him leave without suffering too much.

I don't know if she's pretty or not.

Pinching his nose, Luo Zhen said, feigning disgust:

"But the stench you emanate from is so strong that you can smell it from a great distance. Don't you even realize it?"

It wasn't just Luo Zhen talking nonsense; after gaining the power of desire, he became incredibly sensitive to these disgusting things.

If it weren't for minimizing the negative social impact, the Slit-Mouthed Woman would have been pinned to the ground and brutally beaten by Luo Zhen the moment she stepped out of the alley.

"you!"

The slit-mouthed woman paused in her movements, staring at Luo Zhen with a cold gaze.

One or two are.

It's really annoying.

Just as it was about to use the scissors in its hand to make a big gash in the bastard's mouth, making him look a little more presentable.

A deep male voice suddenly boomed across the empty street.

"Got you!"

Even just by listening to their voices, you can feel their anger.

Before the Slit-Mouthed Woman could turn around to see who it was, she felt something wrapping around her waist.