Getting stronger starts with owning the system

"They may all live a happy life with the success of the revolution, but what?"

Tazmi struggled weakly.

Emotions are gradually approaching the brink of collapse.

"Shut up, shut up!"

Kanzaki Hoshino looked at him and nodded.

"All of this disappeared because you and I joined Night Strike. Whose fault do you think it was?"

"Could it be..."

The young man lowered his head, his hands already on the hilt.

"Isn't it you?!."

Suddenly drew the sword, and swiped it down at him with a little killing intent.

He stood there watching the extremely slow movement in his own eyes, and nodded secretly.

'Already looks a bit.'

"The world has always hated mankind, and it is not beautiful. But man loves the world and longs for beauty."

Kanzaki Hoshino directly reached out and grabbed the blade, his five fingers pressed slightly.

Click! Click!

Wow!

The blade was directly broken into pieces.

"Good love cannot save everything, but ugly hatred can save everything and the world."

"The price is only you."

Kanzaki Hoshimi, who looked calm and not like a living person, and Tazmi, who was angry, weak and full of despair.

It's like the opposition of two worlds.

"There used to be an angel who fell into the world with his wings broken."

"Although it has experienced countless injustices, evil thoughts, and dark behaviors from human beings, it still adheres to the'Angel Principles'."

"It puts hope in the darkness, survives, and waits for another chance to pick up its wings and take off."

"Because it knows deeply that nothing is real in the blooming sea of ​​flowers named'World'."

"But it still has to burn its own life to let these flowers bloom forever."

"As long as the flowers continue to bloom brightly, I will have hope, future and infinite possibilities."

"But before that, it was dead."

He sneered, watching Tazmi whose expression gradually calmed down and continued:

"Obviously the flower does not belong to it, it is not the seed it planted, and it even stabbed it, but it still has to protect it until it pays its life.

"Don't you think this is ridiculous and pathetic?"

Kanzaki Hoshino finished speaking and let go, and raised his leg sideways to kick the startled Tazmi a few meters away.

Tazmi, who was kicked and rolled to the ground, was lying motionless on the ground.

"Is this... the reason why you didn't save it?"

Next to the Great Cross Street in front of Shibuya Station---

Inside the izakaya.

Fujimaru Tachibana looked at the furnishings on the table in front of him silently.

There are a few cups and napkins on the empty square table.

Several people sat down in a crowd.

"Is this different from a rotisserie?"

Matthew suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled her senior, but turned her head and didn't look at her, as if she couldn't bear to look directly.

Although Mo Junru didn't know the difference between the two, but...

"Are you really Japanese?"

Sajo Aige next to him answered the conversation instantly.

Just know!

He showed an expression as expected.

Fujimaru Tachibana was short of breath.

"you!."

As an ordinary person among ordinary people, a good baby among a good baby, a girl among a girl...

How can a place like an izakaya come?

Then I saw Ai Ge waved and shouted:

"Hurry up, serve me wine!"

Suddenly a waiter stood behind her, and even took out a board and pen to write down...

"and many more!."

"Miss Aige..."

Matthew and Mo Junru spoke almost at the same time.

The purpose is probably the same.

The two looked at each other, and they confirmed one thing from each other's eyes.

Finally, it was Mo Junru who spoke:

"You shouldn't be adults yet? Even if you drink, the food should be pretty good."

"If I am a minor, how can I come in?"

Aige raised her head very proudly.

Hearing this, he was helpless to help his forehead.

"Don't use magic as your age, you are still young after all."

"It's impossible to use magic to strengthen your body even after eating a meal?"

Ai Ge's expression suddenly collapsed, but then she smiled again.

"It's okay for Aige to drink, but you two definitely can't."

Mo Junru thought about it, but let Love Song choose.

But the other two are definitely not working.

"why?"

Tachibana was unconvinced on the spot, so why can a guy who is not taller than herself can, but she can't?

"Minors are not allowed to drink."

"She is also a minor!"

She sat across from her with a finger, sitting next to Mo Jun, smiling like a flower of love song.

Mo Junru sighed, and persuaded with all his heart:

"I'm doing this for your own good. It won't be good if you get drunk and go crazy. You lose the image of a senior in front of Matthew, okay?"

"Even if you don't care about the image of the predecessors, you have to pay attention to your identity. You are the last lord of mankind, how can you drink?"

"..."

In Mo Junru's preaching, the table was already full of various side dishes.

Ma Xiu glanced at senior and ate the side dishes in silence.

Aige was talking to the waiter who didn't know what to say, she said, the waiter just remembered.

Time slowly passed...

Various dishes and a few glasses of draft beer are on the table.

Matthew and Aige had a great time eating, while Fujimaru Tachibana was still being preached.

"So, Xiaohuahua you..."

"what!!!."

Fujimaru Tachibana yelled, looking at Mo Junru with an expression of impossibility.

Tears rolled around in his eyes, as if it was about to drip in the next second.

She said pitifully:

"Let's eat, how about eating?"

Mo Junru turned his head and looked around, almost his eyes in the store were drawn by Tachibana's scream.

It is a pity to look down at the dishes on the table in front of you.

This time I had to stop here, and I'll talk about it next time.

"Well, let's eat."

Hearing this, Tachibana showed the expression of the rest of his life, a look of fear.

Carefully picked up the chopsticks, just as the meal was being prepared...

"He said that I will let you go this time and make it up next time."

Ai Ge suddenly said this sentence.

Tachibana froze instantly when she was preparing to pick up the vegetables.

Mo Junru gave a light cough.

"Ahem, nothing, eat, eat."

He picked up food with his face as usual, and drank draft beer after eating.

I can't see the embarrassment of being told by Love Song.

Tachibana stared at him suspiciously, wondering what it was like for a moment.

"Um... what do Senpai and Mr. Mo Junru think of the lady in uniform who has the same voice as Miss Sajo Aika?

When Ma Xiu on the side saw this, he thought about it and found a topic to ease the atmosphere.

The original intention is good, but unfortunately the topic is not right.

As soon as these words came out, Sajo Aige's actions to eat also stopped abruptly.

Fujimaru Tachibana still didn't know.

Instead, he talked about the girl in military uniform before.

"Eh! If there is no subjective factor, I think she is very handsome!"

"Moreover, there is a special aura and convincing power in the words."

As he spoke, he stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of sashimi and put it in his mouth.

After chewing twice, he frowned.

"Well, what is this?"

She felt that she had already made face when she didn't vomit.

Although Matthew also thinks these foods are a bit strange, but...

She would not speak out on this occasion.

Didn't you see that the guests around you started to whisper?

"What you said, could it be the legendary'Resonance in the second half'?"

Mo Junru looked at her in surprise, with a sudden realization on his face, and nodded as he spoke.

"I'm not the second disease! Uh~ it's better..."

After speaking, Tachibana held a rice ball and bit her, showing a sense of happiness on her face.

"Okay, you have a rice ball to calm down."

"Then what does Mr. Mo Junru think?"

Matthew looked at herself and continued to ask, looking very persistent.

I don't know why I care so much.

Mo Junru lowered his head and groaned, then glanced at Aige who had become quiet and raised his head and asked:

"Well me... do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"Need to ask? Of course it's the truth."

Tachibana looked at herself disdainfully, and barely said the words'Are you stupid?'

Judging from Matthew's appearance, the answer is probably the same.

Shrugged, I had to tell them.

"Well, that girl in military uniform is a guy who lacks a soul, a soul in every sense."

Seeing the two open to question, Mo Junru quickly reached out and made a pause gesture.

One of Matthew and Tachibana shut up obediently, while the other shut up unwillingly and with angry eyes.

"I know what you want to ask. The soul I am talking about is not only the soul of living beings, but the soul of various things, which is commonly known as spirituality."

"But that girl lacks spirituality at first glance. She looks very beautiful but pale and illusory. From her eyes, I can only see the large amount of hatred that makes her standing here."

Speaking of this, he pondered.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the door of the store.

"Although I don't know what she hates, why she hates..."

"For her who only hates, I just want to say that hate will only lose herself in the end, indulge and be content with illusion."

Matthew and Tachibana didn't realize there was a person behind them.

"She should learn about love. Although love cannot save everything, nothing can be saved without love."

"do you think so?"

After speaking, he cast his gaze behind Ma Xiu and Tachibana.

There stood a silver-haired girl in a military uniform and cap.

"I don't think it's right."

On the eve of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

---

In Central Park.

A classic beauty with black hair in a pale green skirt is sitting on a stool quietly looking at the book in her hand.

At first glance, people feel that the woman is beautiful, quiet and gentle in the painting.

It seems that only in the painting can we see this kind of peach-faced smiling woman with a gentle and elegant air of scroll.

There are many children playing around with each other, and their parents are also standing by and watching their children playing with happiness.

"sunflower!."

With a soft cry, the classical woman raised her head.

After seeing who was calling his name, a faint smile appeared on his pretty face, which was endlessly gentle and lovely.

"Yan Ye."

A black-haired young man in a black and white coat approached her.

The young man's face is also full of smiles.

Only the woman sitting on the bench in her eyes.

"Damn!."

Suddenly, a dark figure did not know when he appeared on his way, and he couldn't brake enough to hit on the head.