I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Although Yuzuka Satsuki is a quiet girl, this does not mean that she is not good at sports. In fact, she has no shortcomings as a campus idol. She is excellent in studies, sports, and housekeeping. During the sports festival held by the school He had also obtained a ranking, so it was normally impossible for him to fail to catch up with the sickly Shiki.

But the fact is very abnormal. Zhiki was moving very fast. Even if she tried her best, she couldn't catch up with the thin figure, and her shout didn't seem to reach Zhiki's ears.

Just like this, they chased and ran, running in the dark alley for a long time. Suddenly, they turned a corner and found that they had lost track of them in May. The familiar figure disappeared from the field of vision as if it could teleport.

"Tono-san? Tono-san? Tono Shiki?"

She called his name, louder than she had been in the warehouse.

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind her, and when she looked back, it was that familiar figure.

A plain white shirt and black pants, slightly messy hair, and a clean and refreshing face. Unlike usual, he was not wearing the old-fashioned glasses that covered less than half of his face.

"Tono-kun...you..."

"Oh, it turns out he is an acquaintance of 'him'..."

The young man showed a weird smile, and his aggressive eyes scanned the girl's body unscrupulously.

The girl shrank back, instinctively feeling that something was wrong. In my impression, Zhiki would never look at someone like this, and more importantly, this person did not give her that familiar sense of security.

"Tono-kun..."

"Well, it's me, but don't call me Tono-kun, call me Shiki..."

The boy shook his hair and stepped closer with the same aggressive smile.

The sudden request startled the girl, and she subconsciously took a few steps back. She had fantasized about calling the boy she secretly admired like this more than once, and had secretly practiced it many times when she was alone, but this change without warning still made her feel uncomfortable.

"Tono-kun, what's wrong with you?"

"Me? I'm fine." The young man continued to approach, "I told you to call me Shiki."

"Zhi, Zhiki." The girl called out weakly.

"Well, that's right." The young man looked very satisfied, "Haha, 'he' has a pretty good eye, but his character..."

"Far--"

"Um?"

"Zhi, Zhiki, are you okay? You've been saying something incomprehensible since just now."

"I'm fine, but something is going to happen to you soon. Can you guess what it is?"

The girl looked at the boy with concern, but the boy took out a knife from his pocket.

"You, what are you doing with the knife?"

"you guess?"

"Yes, is it for self-defense? I heard that there have been frequent disappearances recently." The girl answered innocently.

"Unfortunately, you gave the wrong answer."

The young man flicked his wrist, and a dazzling sword light appeared in front of the girl's eyes.

"Knives are for killing people, and I can only kill people. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Kill, kill!!! This joke is not funny at all."

"Of course it's not funny, because it's a fact. Didn't you say the disappearance? That was all my fault."

"!!!"

kill? That gentle Tono-san killed someone?

The girl was greatly shocked. The boy didn't give her time to react, and played with the knife until he was close enough.

"You'll be accompanying them soon. Don't worry, I'm a professional killer. I promise I won't cause you any pain."

impossible! This is impossible!

There must be something wrong, Tono-san, him, Tono-san—

The cold light on the blade illuminated the girl's confusion, and also reflected the boy's ferocious smile.

"Farewell, lovely girl!"

The sword flashed.

"Danger, get down!"

At the critical moment, a third person's voice sounded in the secluded alley.

The moment the voice sounded, the girl named Yuzuka Satsuki fell to the ground in an extremely weird posture, narrowly escaping the throat-sealing knife.

"Hate."

The knife missed, and the young man did not pursue. He stepped on the wall with his feet, and passed over the girl's head like a spider, with a dissatisfied murmur in his mouth.

When the boy landed, there was already someone beside May.

As a young girl, purple is synonymous with her. The long lavender hair, purple beret and dress, short skirt and skin, although white, intensify the impression of purple. Her milky white skin and tall nose silently told the fact that she was not Japanese.

"Don't be fooled, he is not the person you know."

The purple girl's voice awakened May's consciousness.

"Yes, that's right, his smile is not like this, you, you are not him!"

"Yeah, I've been exposed." The young man covered his forehead with his hands and laughed loudly, "You are surprisingly sharp, woman, I like you, it would be such a waste to give it to that idiot."

Crazy laughter made the air freeze.

The girl was trembling. She felt scared like never before, but she didn't run away. Instead, she got up from the ground - maybe she was broken, but there was one thing she had to figure out before she was broken.

"You, who are you? Why, why are you pretending to be him."

The unyielding eyes and stubborn attitude made the young man laugh even crazier.

"Oh, don't say that. I'm not just a fake. I am Shiki's sin, the murderous impulse he fears subconsciously, like the reflection of the moon on the water."

"The reflection should disappear." The purple girl's voice was as cold as her expression. The five fingers of her left hand were spread out, and she held a pistol in her right hand, pointing it at the boy who called himself "Shiki's Sin" from a distance. It was this gun she used just now, forcing Zhiki to push away.

"It's so heartless." The young man shrugged frivolously, "Don't tell me that there is a world of difference between me and myself, okay? Although the life span of this body is very short, I also want to spend it with the person I like. This is human nature."

"Is this how you spend your time?" The fingers of the purple girl's left hand began to tighten.

"Because I am a murderer, I can only kill people, and the Shura field after life and death is not bad, don't you think so?"

The young man held the knife in his backhand, and his thin body stretched naturally, like a wild beast staring at its prey.

"The only one left to die is you, the phantom of 'Tatali'."

He clenched his left hand hard, and the boy's position fell apart.

The ground, the air, the walls - all shattered.

But before that, the boy had jumped far away, without making a sound during the entire movement - except for the laughter coming from his mouth.

"Welcome to this wonderful killing space, come and fight, the woman who falls into the spider's web and is also weaving the spider's web."