"Wait, Satoru! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

He was a crow groaning at the sustained pain, but he couldn't hit a single hand of escape and on the contrary admitted that his skill itself had become unusable, and he had finally put in an apology in the dungeon position as he had returned his palm.

The effect of the curse is ongoing, but I guess fear precedes pain. The body was rattling and trembling.

Apparently, the crow finally felt with his skin how much his actions touched Satoru's scales now. The crow's feathers opened Satoru's own helmet face by being exposed here at last, but I guess the look was enough to scare the crow.

"... no way, come here and be dusty"

"Well, that's all I'm gonna do, if it's gonna be dirt -"

"Don't get me wrong, okay? That's what I've been licked for a long time now that I think I'm forgiven for being grounded."

Hit, and a short screaming crow. His moment of death is imminent. But the time leading up to death will surely be felt long enough to be terrible.

"Wow, okay! Then get Ica! You can like Ica! Get him instead of me! So..."

You're the one from the bottom of his heart who can't help it, Satoru accidentally threw up a puke on the ground.

I don't care about other people if it's for me, he's the kind of guy who gives it away fine. Especially since I guess that's why all that stuff has been done fine.

"You weren't listening to me earlier? I've decided to kill you, Sicio, and Samezi, these four. No, even death is lifelike in the first place, but still, by all means I can think of, I'll let you do it thoroughly. I won't let you die easy, I won't drive you crazy, my resentment, my sister's carelessness, crow first, it's your turn to taste it first"

"Ma, wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! No, I'm sure he was abusing Satoru, but as for his sister, I'm not the one who killed him! It's Ciccio! Oh, I advised you we should stop at the boulder, kill him first at the boulder - but he forced me to take my knife... yes! Oh, we'll work together! Oh, even I didn't actually like them, yes! I'll give you the information! All the information I can get on them!

Even though I hadn't heard, Satoru frowned that you were a cumbersome crow.

And as always, I don't seem to care about the others if I'm to help.

The little cunning, and in good shape, this man can't help but hate Satoru enough to kill no matter how much he kills.

"Like you said earlier, I killed Isam, too. I have some information about you then. There's nothing more I can do to help you, even from Shoujin."

Satoru can read as many memories of this cowardly man as he wants to do in the first place with the power of the devil.

So the proposition to that extent is not good.

"Well, then, yes! Mai, what about Mai! You don't even know you're my truth!

Crows are desperate to survive anyway. But the words that spilled ahead were enough to spark Satoru's interest.

"Mai? Shinmei...... you mean the dance?

"Heh, yeah. Well, Satoru doesn't seem to know Mai very well either, because he was too busy at school to do that."

That's what Crow said, but naturally Satoru is also familiar with the name Mai and his appearance. Yes, you can't possibly not know. Because it was Mai who was a fan of Love Sister anyway.

To be honest, Satoru also had a part that was only lost about Mai. And it could have been bigger that I didn't dare think about it than that.

Anyway, like Crow said, Mai is busy with entertainment activities and hardly ever comes to school. No, on the contrary, at least Satoru was to the extent that he saw it in detail at the admissions ceremony, otherwise he didn't see Mai at all at school.

On the contrary, I can also say that this is completely irrelevant to the abuse of Satoru as far as Mai is concerned. I didn't even pretend to look at it, I didn't show up at all in the scene anyway, so Satoru also felt somewhere in his mind that there was no way to say vengeance etc. against such an opponent.

So in Satoru Mai doesn't even apply to classmates, there are some verses that were just convoluted and summoned by the guys and were trying to reconcile so.

Most importantly, Mai is someone my sister was a fan of, so much so that she could sign. Besides - my sister liked Mai better than she looked, acted and talked, no of course that would be huge too, but there was a huge part of me that was touched and admired by her predicament.

It's a story my love sister told me so many times. Mai's house was a family of three: my mother and Mai, and their sister. Apparently, his father suffered from a major illness, which left his sisters in other worlds at an early age. And then the mother kept raising her two daughters by herself.

Of course it's not easy to raise both my daughters by myself. So it never seemed like a wealthy life, but a day spent in a wooden cheap apartment that was too small for the three of us in the family to live in.

Mai was well aware of her mother's struggles. That's why I always wanted to make my mother easier on her own, but she met the scouts on the side of the road at such a fold and asked me if I was interested in the entertainment industry. I thought it was frigid at first Mai, but the guy came to the house and desperately told me how much delicacy Mai had and made me listen.

Having been given both my business card and my office to guide me, I seem to have found it to be a serious and solid production, though by no means significant. And with the support of her mother, Mai decided to go into production, and from then on, it seemed like she was able to spare and work hard while she went to bed, work hard, and sprout during middle school, and by the time she was in high school, she had grown up to pull on CM, movies, drama, etc.

But Mai gave her any money she earned as an entertainer to her mother without her own hands, and when she was her mother and her daughter had little hands on her savings for when she needed it one day, it was such a picturesque beauty story, but Satoru's sister seemed to fall in love with the existence of Mai, who was working so hard.

But what Satoru told me that reminded me of my sister like that.

"Satoru, did you really think my one was selling for no reason?

It was a truth that such an ideal was likely to disintegrate.

"Actually, Mai and Akechi have known each other since middle school."

"... what's wrong with that?

"Don't you see? Akechi, or his parents, has a pretty wide face with that one. And surprisingly, the police and the entertainment industry had an unbroken relationship, and he used it. Looks like Akechi thought Mai might be of some help. So I was turning my hands around in the back so that my work in the entertainment industry would go well."

There was a noise in Satoru that made something sound and broke.

"So, this is the real deal, but that Mai was secretly involved in your abuse, too. You had no idea."

"... what do you mean?

"Don't you see? For example, once your father was caught guilty of being a moron? You know, my sister set you up, right? Of course my mother knows. Akechi turned his hand. If you want more work in the entertainment industry, help me out. As Akechi thought, Mai was helpful."

Satoru listens to the crow in silence. The crow is pretty rough on the crow, but that would also be for the black cat curse on his shoulder.

Especially since I want to improve my chances of survival a little from the crow, I will continue to talk without staring as I endure the pain.

"And most importantly, it's from here. Heh, Satoru, didn't you think it was weird? Why did my sister come all the way to the park where we are?"

"Just tell me what's going on."

Satoru prompts ahead without biting. But it is also something that I did wonder about in my heart.

"Oh, I panicked, heh, heh, heh, actually, we knew. Oh, your smartphone, I stole it from you. Forget when you're gone."

"... did you even do that, Temehe?"

"Wow, I'm sorry! I'm just curious!

"... I thought mine had a cipher set up."

"Well, that's a little bit if you hang on to me, Gehu! Goho, don't kick me in that armor, I'm serious..."

I squatted in a pitiful voice when I put in one kick for now because I was so frustrated. But naturally, there's no way I can get this far.

"And anyway, so I unplugged your data, and Ciccio ate it. I can't believe Satoru has such a pretty sister in his habit. But hey, you sure were cute enough to be in some entertainment office, wah, okay, don't look like that. Anyway, that's why Ciccio forced me to do it, but how the hell did you do that? So we talked about it, and that's when Samezi found it. Interact with your sister on her autograph. So I found out that my sister was a fan of Mai. It was fast from there. Samezi knew about Akechi's relationship with Mai, so he asked Mai to talk to Akechi. I need you to help me bring out Satoru's sister. And like Mai texted my sister directly and promised to meet me at the park. Satoru asked me to give you my autograph directly, and I'm pretty sure that's the hand that called my sister to the park. I mean, even that Mai isn't irrelevant about your sister, no, he's the one who created the trigger."

"... what happened? Why would you do that? What's he got to do with that?

"You've decided that! Doing that leads Mai to work! He needs Akechi's help to succeed in the entertainment industry. My mother and sister were supposed to get a lot of gratuities if I helped Akechi. I hear Mai told Akechi that if it was for his own success, I'd know what would happen to his classmate or his sister. This way. If you want to succeed in the entertainment industry, you shouldn't hesitate to go up there! Absolutely. He's such a cute looking bitch."

…………

Satoru quietly explored the crow's memory with a brainjacker. At first, what is this? I was anxious about the crow, but shut up and intimidate him. For now, he's a demon with nothing abnormal in his body, so I guess he thought it was better to keep quiet.

And - there was no falsehood in the crow's memory that I peered into just in case.

At that moment, everything collapsed in Satoru, black emotions turned blacker, into darker colors, feelings like my heart was completely assimilated to the devil, no, that's for sure.

Indeed, now the demons of the Book of Demons whispered in Satoru's ear. I'm trying to help as the Lord thinks I can.

Already the late sister's, but I just wanted to draw on her thoughts as much as I could. I didn't want to complain about my sister's longing. But it was a fantasy. The object of admiration was betraying, defiling, and trampling the feelings of his beloved sister in the first place.

Such beauty stories as those painted on the picture were just pictures. If I tried to blurt out the paint of the sole, which was only beautiful at the top, the contents were nothing but greedy fakes.

The woman who was shining on the other side of the screen actually only had a rotten smell, and that face, which did not stop getting the admiration of a pure water girl, was only a sole of thin dirty witches.

And - the woman, who for once even wanted to remove herself from the object of vengeance, sublimated to a dirty crow spilling a filthy and fragrant grin in front of her now and, no, an object of vengeance equal to Akechi in Satoru.

And Satoru finds out again. Yes, from the beginning, there was no one else to miss. That was all the world I was in was a cruel, brutal, desperate world. There was no salvation for Satoru, for my sister, for my mother, for my father. Even the last hope my sister admired was just poison.

Opening Pandora's box doesn't contain any hope or anything. Naturally, what Satoru needed was not the hope he had been given, but the calamity (demons) that had been sealed inside. And deliver despair to all with disaster. That is the last hope for Satoru.

"Hehe, what do you say? Or was that useful information?

"... well, yeah"

"Well, then help me."

"What are you saying? There is no way to help. All you have to do is dispose of it. Especially after I've given you eternal despair."

"Nah!? heh, don't be ridiculous! We're not talking about this!

"I never said I'd help you from the start. First of all, you wanted me to help you, but instead of helping your sister, you kept that filthy grin on your face - you seem to have imitated me relentlessly."

When I was exploring my memories, I was able to find out some of the acts that the crow had done to my sister in an unexpected manner. It wasn't very everything or anything that could be front-facing, but just a little info was enough to reaffirm how much of a scumbag this guy is.

"Hih, hih!

"Hey, where are you going?"

I crawled and tried to escape, so I cut ahead from my ankle. Dirty screams struck my ear.

Without wings, without legs, there's nothing more the crow can do.

"I'll only thank you for one thing. Thanks to what I've heard about you, I've been able to use almost every demon. That's a gift for you, the Second Book of the Devil, the Testament."

He finally reveals the Book of the Devil in front of the crow, and the page is turned to pieces, and a long skinny man with blue and white skin emerges from the Book of the Devil. My face is neat inside and my hair is long enough to reach my back. And he's holding a big sickle with both hands.

"Lord, thank you for calling me."

And bow your head respectfully, but the crow who was watching it,

"Hey, what the hell is that?"

and shook my voice.

"You seem to have mistaken me, but my power comes from this. This demon is a testament, especially one close to death, and - it is also a demon familiar with all kinds of torture. Good for you, crow, I've never summoned this demon before either. You know what I mean? I mean you're the first experience to remember. Plenty if you find out - have fun!

And now the ravenous feast began as the ugly crow was imprisoned in the chains of despair and the roar of agony.