Five minutes ago, the Zangqian apartment was one kilometer away.

"I hope Araki-sensei can arrive safely."

Looking at the black figure that fell from the night sky and disappeared, Yuumako Tori sighed and put away the longbow in his hand.

Sousuke Araki's taillights have disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, in the direction of Zangqian's apartment, there were strong spiritual power fluctuations.

The full moon above his head was instantly eroded by darkness and lost its original light.

"This is, a lunar eclipse? Wait..."

In her eyes, a petite and familiar back, wrapped in dazzling moonlight, floated up into the air, streaking across the night like a meteor, and swept toward the gate of **** above.

"...Ayano-chan?!"

Seeing that his friend plunged into the huge deep door and disappeared, Little Bird Yumayumi couldn't help covering his mouth and exclaimed.

"Exactly, what happened?"

Looking at the gate of hell, it began to slowly close towards the middle, and big tears flowed from the eyes of Yumao Niao.

Although she didn't know what happened, her intuition told her that Mochizuki Ayano must be doing her best to protect this world.

"Teacher Araki..."

There is only one person who can help Ayano right now.

"You can't wait here, calm down, you must find a way to do something!"

"Om..."

At the same time, "Julyuyu", who had returned to the scabbard and remained silent, trembled frantically again as if responding to her thoughts.

"This is... So, Mr. Araki needs our help now, right?"

Gently tucked his temples behind his ears, Xiaoniao Yuma Gongfu raised the demon bow in his hand "Yo cry" again.

Taking a deep breath, she rubbed her palms and pulled out the Qiyueyu from her waist.

The huge arrow like bone jade is unsheathed again...

The girl drew her bow and drew arrows, full of strings like the moon, and headed in the direction of the Zangqian apartment.

At this moment, although the resentment surging around is thinner than before, it is still enough to greatly reduce the inspiration of the spirit remover.

The apartment in front of Tibet, one kilometer away, is also far beyond the effective range of ordinary bows and arrows.

However, Kotori Yumayumi closed his eyes calmly.

The withered jade on her chest lit up, continuously increasing her sensing range, searching for a target that could be locked.

In her consciousness, it was still dark, and there was absolutely no figure of the person she was thinking about.

A self-deprecating chuckle appeared on the corner of her mouth.

With Araki-sensei's strength, how could he be locked in by himself.

Lord God, please tell me, Araki-sensei, where is...

She was not discouraged, she still maintained her bowed posture and prayed silently.

As long as you pray sincerely, the gods will definitely answer.

Endless thoughts drifted away in the night wind along with the long black hair of Yumiya Yumao.

The scenes from my acquaintance with that person to this day flooded into my heart like lava erupting from Mount Fuji.

"Where would I be if we never met"

Without Araki-sensei, he would have stopped at Kamakura High School, Hell Apartment, the bottom of Nagoya, under the sword of Hiragi Gate, or disappeared into the dark mist tonight?

But, when did this man slip into his heart quietly?

"That day, that moment, that scene, you appeared in my life"

"Fresh and expired meat buns, please eat them while they're hot."

Is it when you handed yourself a hot meat bun in a small convenience store?

"Don't think so much... It's just like racing, where there is time for you to look back, you just need to hold the direction tightly, stare straight ahead, and make sure you hit the accelerator to the end every second."

In Kamakura High School, when you demonstrate to yourself "the correct barbecue posture of Daluyuan Snake God"?

"Well? Of course I went to work. It's so obvious, can't you see it..."

In the **** apartment, when the group of earthbound spirits and their own despair were smashed together?

"Hey... I'm not doing well... What nonsense, you are my big money lord, do you know how much my brother earned by setting up a stall today?"

On the yacht, when he was seriously injured and rescued himself from the half-demon and the strange sword?

"No problem, I promise you, just take this glass of wine as a promise!"

Or, when I was too weak and farther and farther away from Araki-sensei's world...

She pursed her lips stubbornly, and her expression became firm again.

It doesn't matter, as long as the burning emotion in his chest is real, that's enough.

No matter what, we must fully convey to the past the intentions that can be expressed in the future under the fireworks.

As if responding to her emotions, the green and simple knotted rope around Yumayumi's temples flickered like breathing.

That was the gift that I exchanged with Mr. Araki last time at "East House" soba, a special bond from Iwate.

In the dark inspiration, as if echoing each other, another light spot lit up.

That spot of light that appeared in the dark means...

Someone also took the knot that belonged to him on his body.

"Countless timelines, endless possibilities, finally intertwined to you"

Whether it is gathering or entwining, sometimes it is transited, sometimes it is interrupted, and then it is connected again.

The knotted rope symbolizes the maintenance of spirit and body, the connection between people, the flow of time, and the transformation of space.

"Where the imperial food is going, Awaji Awaji Noshimazaki. The sea wind is blowing, and when we parted back to the past, my sister tied the knot ~lightnovelpub.net~Manyoshu", with such a short song, It tells the story of the wife tying a "knot" on the clothes of her husband who is about to go away, which means to tie half of her soul into it to protect and bless his safety.

At the same time, when a husband misses his wife, he will also look at the knots on his clothes to express his thoughts.

A small knot, like a token of love, connects the thoughts and prayers between people.

"Got you……"

A blissful smile floated up at the corner of Yumiao Yumao's mouth.

Spiritual power poured out of her body frantically with her thoughts, and gathered towards the longbow in her hand as if she was going to burn everything.

The fingers pulling the string were so hard that drops of blood ran down the string.

Tonight, under the sky of fireworks, she finally put aside her burden and bravely faced her heart.

"like……"

I like you.

Likes you more than anyone in this world.

Only this feeling will not lose to anyone.

I will always love you.

Even if my body is destroyed and disappeared from the world, I will still love you in the next life.

As long as it can be your strength, it doesn't matter if you sacrifice everything.

The blood-stained slender fingers gently loosened, and the July rain on the demon bow disappeared instantly.

"...The moonlight is so beautiful."

Thousands of words were gathered into four words, and as this arrow cut through time and space, it was passed towards the person in my heart.

Only the bowstrings reverberated in the air, making a "humming" sound.

"Please, July Rain..."

After doing all of this, Yumako Birdie fell to the ground as if his entire body was out of strength, staring blankly at the gate of **** in the air.

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