Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

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To be honest, I'm still a little unaccustomed to it.

Luo Zhen thought that the somewhat distant way of addressing Kotobuki-san was quite nice.

However, since Kotobuki Tsumugi insists, there's nothing that can be done.

Holding a cup of black tea brewed by Kotobuki Tsumugi, delicate snacks were laid out on the table.

Yui Hirasawa feels like she's in heaven right now.

Ah, campus life is so wonderful.

Although the lunch break is short, it's enough time to eat a meal.

Originally, Ritsu Tainaka and the others were supposed to come too.

But it seems their class is having a big clean-up today, so they won't be coming over at lunchtime.

The usually bustling Light Music Club was suddenly empty except for three people.

"Speaking of which, it seems like a lot of people are having nightmares lately, according to news reports."

Kotobuki Tsumugi picked up her black tea, took a small sip, and said thoughtfully.

Speaking of which, her sleep quality hasn't been very good these past two days; she keeps having some bizarre dreams.

I often feel very tired when I wake up in the morning.

She even has some dark circles under her eyes.

Yui's words............

Looking at Hirasawa Yui's silly smile.

Kotobuki Tsumugi was certain she wasn't having nightmares.

Chapter 738, Section 759: The Night Fighter on the Rooftop and Nightmares

On the rooftop, Yato, dressed in a dark tracksuit, squatted on the edge of the rooftop.

Its icy blue pupils gazed indifferently at the world beneath its feet.

From this height, pedestrians and vehicles passing by look like ants at your feet.

The white scarf fluttered in the wind, like a dirty white dove.

"Yato looks troubled."

Kanade, sitting next to Yato, tilted her head and said.

She could probably understand how Yato felt right now.

He has been investigating something recently.

But as of now, he has absolutely no clue.

Every time they were about to catch that guy red-handed, the person being secretly investigated would commit suicide in an extremely fanatical manner, sacrificing themselves.

However, in Yato's investigation, most of those who committed suicide had no prior religious beliefs.

Not to mention engaging in such extreme fanatical behavior.

But in reality, these people did indeed sacrifice themselves in the most cruel ways, like a fanatical cultist.

A peaceful smile even graced her face, as if she had drifted into a sweet dream.

"It's alright, just a little bit."

Listening to the clear, crisp sound of the music, Yato exhaled deeply and said.

His face regained its usual playful expression, no longer showing the coldness and ferocity it had before.

Ultimately, Yato's essence is that of a calamity god and a war god.

There was also an incredibly bloody and dark history.

Although Yato has decided to say goodbye to the past completely, some things that are deeply ingrained cannot be changed in a short time.

Especially gods, who are immortal beings.

No matter how much he smiles on his face, there is always a dark side to Yato's heart.

"I don't think Yato needs to be in such a hurry."

His clear pupils reflected Yato's face, revealing a hint of worry.

For Kanade, Yato was the most important person in her life.

Perhaps she had a different name and a completely different social circle during her lifetime.

But for Kanade, Yato is the only one.

"After all, Yato isn't alone now."

With her two feet dangling in the air and swinging back and forth, Zouyin looked up and said.

Upon hearing the sound of the music, Yato was taken aback.

Then he smiled and said:

Well, that's one way of putting it.

"But even the mighty Night Fighter has his own dignity."

Indeed, I am no longer the nameless god who was all alone and whose divine artifact even resigned.

I now have a very kind heart.

No longer alone.

Although some of them are strange, they can still be considered companions, albeit in a perfunctory way.

For example, a certain pervert in a red and black bodysuit and another pervert in a red and black bodysuit.

(Deadpool: Are you being polite?)

And it even has its own little shrine.

Although it was a model that Zouyin gave to himself.

But with his current salary, owning his own shrine is no longer just a distant dream.

"The five-yuan kind?"

"Kanane, you've changed. If it were before, you would have said something like, 'As expected of Yato,' at this moment."

Clutching his chest, Yato spoke in an extremely exaggerated tone.

It seemed as if his fragile heart had been hurt.

But in reality, it's quite difficult to hurt Yato's feelings.

"After all, people always change."

With a hint of cunning in her smile, Zouyin said.

While the two were playfully fighting, a middle-aged man in a suit walked past the building on the street below.

"Honestly, that idiot boss just keeps talking."

"He clearly has no skills whatsoever."

The office worker, looking exhausted, kept muttering something under his eyes, and the heavy dark circles under his eyes showed that he hadn't slept well lately.

This seems to be a very normal thing for office workers.

Given the high intensity of work every day and the constant scolding from an idiot boss, it's perfectly normal to have trouble sleeping.

"Hey, I've already been working until 2 a.m., what more do you want from me?"

"I have to get up at 6:20 in the morning and be at the company before 7:00."

"I've been having nightmares every day lately. If this keeps up, I'm really going to die suddenly."

Dragging their weary bodies, the office workers' faces showed no expression other than numbness.

It's not just about going to work, but also about the recurring nightmares I've been having lately.

It wasn't very clear at first, but it gradually became clearer.

And it seems to be a TV series.

Various bizarre and fantastical scenarios and terrifying monsters kept appearing in his nightmares.

'How come I never realized I had such a vivid imagination before?'

'Maybe I should write novels or draw comics.'

This is what office workers think.

He tried to force a self-deprecating smile, but after a brief twitch, his expression returned to calm.

All he wanted to do right now was get home and lie in bed, without having to do anything.

If only those monsters in my nightmares were real, I wish they would come and take my life.

For some reason, the middle-aged man thought this way.

He didn't have the courage to commit suicide, but if a monster really wanted to kill him, he probably wouldn't struggle much.

At least I'm free now.

Unbeknownst to the middle-aged man, wisps of black smoke rose from behind his head and then quickly disappeared.

Yato, who was playfully fighting with Kanade, suddenly stopped.

His sharp eyes kept scanning the street.

We want to find something unusual.

But no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't find that strange aura from before.

When Kanon, who was next to Yato, saw Yato's serious expression, she stopped playing around and even unconsciously held her breath, worried that her actions would affect Yato.

"Tsk."

After scanning the area several times, Yato clicked his tongue in displeasure.

He was quite certain that something had just flashed by, leaving a faint trace.

But he couldn't find that guy.

Thinking about it carefully, there's nothing we can do about it.

After all, although he was a god, he was utterly inept at investigation.

The ability to detect that faint aura was due to the powerful perception he had honed through countless battles on the battlefield.

"Didn't find it?"

Kanade looked at Yato with some concern and asked.

Yato shook his head and remained silent.

However, there wasn't much worry on his face.

Just as Zouyin said, he is no longer alone.