Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

One is one of the most special girls around him. She is a beautiful girl with such a special personality and temperament, and has a temperament like morning dew.

It seems that the conflict has completely intensified.

Completely incompatible.

Is this the price one has to pay after such an exciting scene?

Oreki felt his brain being gently torn apart.

This tearing feeling was very obvious, pulling at my nerves, as if a faint voice was telling me.

If you can't handle it well, your life will become a mess. At this time, everything you have worked hard for will completely collapse, and there will be no day to rebuild it.

Maybe I won’t die for the time being?

Probably so.

But what about Asagiri Sum and Asagiri Aya?

Unless they can kill this girl now, Sakuraba Mitsuki's attitude towards them is probably to chase her to the ends of the earth.

From the most rational point of view, Asagiri Aya and Asagiri Ran cannot be the opponents of Sakuraba Mizuki. It seems that there is a chance of a fight to the death, but in terms of long-term combat and continuous targeting, Sakuraba Mizuki has an absolute advantage.

Unless Asagiri Sang and Asagiri Aya are really divine girls.

But no matter what happens, no matter who gets hurt, they may even disappear from this world and their lives will be completely ruined.

Can you achieve your goal?

Can I survive well?

Is it true that the system's mission is that it doesn't matter if one of them dies?

Oreki Gen didn't have such an optimistic idea.

Of course, the most important thing is that no matter which of them disappears from this world, Oreki Gen will be sad and feel regretful.

Difficult to accept.

This is the time.

Oreki Gen must deal with all of this. He can't just sit there and wait for death, and he can't stand by and watch any longer.

This is not happiness for all mankind.

This is a crossroads that determines whether your world can be happy again.

Can I get a perfect ending? Can I live in this world with my head held high, sunny and bright, without any guilt, openly and sincerely?

He took a deep breath.

"enough."

There was no loud voice to stop it, no hysterical roar like at the comic convention when there was no other way.

He just lowered his head slightly and uttered the words in a soft but extremely clear voice.

Two pairs of eyes turned to Oreki Gen.

He sighed.

First, he found a tissue, then squatted in front of the now disheveled Sakuraba Mizuki, and used the tissue to wipe all the stains on her face, chin, neck, and hair.

During this process, he looked into Sakuraba Mitsuki's eyes.

"You're at loggerheads, you're at odds with each other, you're fighting each other... it seems like you all have your reasons. Well, very legitimate reasons."

"..."

The two didn't say anything. They both felt that Oreki Gen was in an abnormal mood and state at this moment.

They all seemed curious about what this young man was going to say and what he was thinking at this moment.

The boy's expression even seemed a little cold, which formed a sharp contrast with his gentle and delicate movements. There was an unreal sense of separation, which made his handsome face look a little dreamy, as if he had a natural dimensional wall.

"But what am I to you?"

After doing all this, he even did not forget to help Sakuraba Mitsuki adjust her posture so that she no longer had to kneel but could sit comfortably on the ground.

But the more gentle she was, the more Sakuraba Mizuki felt something.

This is a very strange feeling.

It’s like such a gentle boy will disappear from your sight and from your world in the next moment.

“Oreki-kun…what do you want to say? I don’t understand.”

Asagiri Aya looked at the other person curiously, as if she really didn't understand.

After doing all this, Oreki Xian stood up.

He stood at an angle where both of them could see their faces.

He just stood there, the autumn light shining behind him, with the color of sunset, a cruel orange-red.

He looked at the two with a smile.

"What am I, sandwiched between you? Jianyue, am I still a tool for you to show off your means? Or am I the most loyal audience who appreciates your fight? Or do you think this is all I want to see?"

Oreki Gen looked at them. He was clearly smiling, but he looked extremely desolate and lonely.

It even makes people feel distressed.

It seems that a young man like this should be full of vigor and vitality, instead of being gentle and painful like he is now.

Sakuraba Jianyue frowned.

"What do you mean by that? Can't you see what she did to me?!"

"But without this beginning, would she have done this to you?"

Oreki Gen asked directly, and Sakuraba Kenyue was stunned.

It seemed that he had never expected that one day this young man would dare to say such words to him.

She narrowed her eyes and stared at the boy.

"Oreki Gen, do you know what you are talking about?"

Oreki Gen nodded.

"I know exactly what I'm saying. I also know that you don't care about my feelings at all. I don't need you to explain the reason or cause and effect. I also know that this is my own choice, which led to the current situation. But... I don't want this to happen again. I don't like it. I really don't like it."

"What if I insist?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked straight at Oreki Gen.

Her attitude doesn't seem to collapse easily, and she won't change or soften because of a few words.

She may feel sorry for the boy, but she will not sacrifice her dignity and her bottom line.

Oreki looked at her.

Then he turned his head and looked at Asagiri Aya.

"Wake up the senior, and then you leave first."

“Eh? What does this mean? Could it be that Oreki-kun…”

Asagiri Aya wanted to say something, and seemed to be pretending to be her natural and playful personality, but Oreki Gen interrupted her directly.

"I don't want to say it a second time, unless you want me to never want to see you and your sister again."

"..."

Asagiri Aya was stunned for a moment.

She didn't seem to have expected that Oreki Gen, who was always gentle and smiling, would have such an expression and say such words.

His tone was not sharp, but his eyes and expression were colder and harder than ever before.

This made Asagiri Aya silent, and when their eyes met, she frowned.

Then nodded.

"I see..."

When she woke up Sayuri Yukino.

Sayuri Yukino seemed to know nothing and looked at the scene strangely.

"Eh? What happened? No, why did I fall asleep? Wait, did Sakuraba-san just..."

She seemed to be trying to recall what had just happened.

But Oreki Gen said with a smile.

"It's okay. Nothing happened just now. You fell asleep while drinking tea."

"Eh? Is that so?"

Sayuri Yukino rubbed her head and seemed a little dazed.

Oreki Gen said with a smile.

"Senior, please leave with Asagiri-san first. You don't need to worry about this place anymore."

"What about you, Oreki-san?"

"It's okay. She's my girlfriend. It's normal for me to stay here for a while, right?"

"...Okay, I get it."

Sayuri Yukino didn't make any jokes this time, as if she noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere.

She stood with Asagiri Aya and prepared to leave, and seemed unaware that it was Asagiri Aya and not Asagiri Ran.

But before leaving, Asagiri Aya looked at Oreki Gen deeply, hesitated a little, but still spoke.

"This is my decision, it has nothing to do with her...you..."

"No need to say more, let's go."

"..."

So many words seem to be unable to be said at this moment.

Asagiri Aya's expression seemed somewhat struggling, and somewhat indescribable.

But he still had to leave the room with Sayuri Yukino beside him, and leave this territory belonging to Sakuraba Mizuki.

When they finally left the room.

Only Oreki Gen and Sakuraba Mizuki were left.

Perhaps she will regain her mobility soon, and with the departure of Asagiri Aya, the control will gradually weaken until it disappears.

Sakuraba Jianyue looked coldly at the boy who was looking at her calmly and even a little coldly.

"Do you think they will be fine like this? I won't let them go, so what's your reason for staying here? Do you think you can change me by saying something, or do you think that so-called gentleness can make up for everything?"

Oreki Gen didn't laugh.

Just say it calmly.

"Of course I know that gentleness is an illusory thing and is of no use at all. I also know that you will never change your character because of a few words or so-called great principles."

"So? Or are you planning to pay it back on her behalf? Do you really think I'm reluctant to do anything to you?"

Oreki Gen turned his head and looked outside. The sun was gradually setting.

There are fewer and fewer days, and darkness seems to be coming faster and faster.

And Sakuraba Mitsuki was already able to move his body slowly.

Before that, Oreki Gen stood up and picked up the knife that was scattered on the ground.

Return to the scabbard.

Then he placed it in front of Sakuraba Mitsuki.

Then, before the girl could completely take control of her body, he reached out and held her soft hand.

The closer distance, the inescapable distance, was as if all the flames of anger that had accumulated before her recovery would be encountered in the first instant.

But he was not afraid, instead he shook her hand and said.

"What do you want to do with Asagiri Ran? Kill her?"