Under the dark red sky, there is a vast sea of ​​flowers.

Countless coquettish, poignant, blood-red flowers covered the entire grassland.

The black breeze blew through, bringing along bursts of sad, hoarse, frantic sobbing, which lingered in my ears for a long time.

A conspicuous figure is slowly walking in this sea of ​​flowers that seems to be stained with blood.

The reason why it is conspicuous is because from above the dark red sky, there is a slender bundle of thick black energy, which is continuously rushing towards the figure below...

From a distance, it was like a black chain connecting the heavens and the earth, tying the figure tightly.

As the figure slowly moved forward, a snow-white and crystal clear path was gradually left in the "sea of ​​blood" behind.

"Damn, this guy doesn't look fat, why is he so heavy, how much expired food from convenience stores does he usually eat..."

As the field of vision got closer, it became clear that the figure was a blond, blue-eyed girl with the appearance of a junior high school student.

On her back, was a tall, muscular man with dense tattoos exposed under his tattered clothes.

At this moment, the black windbreaker on the girl and her originally fluffy shoulder-length curly hair were already wet with sweat, and were sticking listlessly to her body. The whole person looked as if she had experienced an intense exercise.

On her back, the blond man was as still as petrified, and even the expression on his face was frozen in the state of a "sage".

The most bizarre thing is that the "chain" composed of resentment that fell from the sky is pouring into his back.

Due to the disparity in the proportions of their bodies, the man was dragged on the ground below the knee by the girl without mercy.

Behind the two, the coquettish flower touched by the man's toes, turned from red to white, blooming with holy fluorescence.

It was these flowers that turned into white and bowed their heads slightly towards the two of them, forming the snow-white "road" behind.

"It's okay to sink to death, still full of alcohol, drunk, and seems to have vomited..."

Seemingly getting impatient, the blond girl suddenly put the man behind her directly on the flowers, pressing out a large piece of holy white flowers.

"Songsuke Araki, wake me up, what kind of a man does he look like!!!"

Then, she frantically grabbed the man's collar and shook it wildly...

"... If you don't get up again, the expired food in your refrigerator will become a biological weapon!!!"

The shaking was ineffective, and the girl pinched the man's cheeks with both hands and began to frantically knead all kinds of facial arts.

These two are Araki Sousuke and Mochizuki Ayano who broke into the gate of hell.

After entering the gate of **** and falling from the sky, Mochizuki Ayano woke up in the arms of Sousuke Araki, who was almost naked with only a few strips of cloth on his upper body.

When they woke up, the two were in this endless "horrific" flower sea of ​​unknown location and name.

Because, through Hundred-eyed True Eyes, Mochizuki Ayano could see that beneath the flowers that looked like blood in the distance and looked like fire in the near distance, between the dense roots, there were countless, still slowly wriggling flowers buried. Sensational bones.

And Sosuke Araki next to her, since then, the whole person has been stiff like a stone statue, keeping the posture of "embracing" motionless.

In the depths of his pupils, a faint white flame could be seen faintly, flickering like a candle that was about to go out.

His face was covered with slowly wriggling black runes thick enough to turn him into a fellow Siena.

"This guy... what is the reincarnation of a broken monk... in the end, he can't walk here?"

I don't know how long I have been "walking forward" in this strange environment, whether it was turned into white flowers after being touched by Araki Sosuke, or the resentment that kept pouring into his body from the air, Mochizuki Aya, who was exhausted physically and mentally. It was already no surprise.

Suspecting that Sosuke Araki's abnormality was related to the environment in front of her, she also tried to use the true eyes of a hundred eyes to dispel the resentment that hit Sousuke Araki, or the strange runes surging on his face...

However, even Hundred Eyes True Eyes, who can mobilize the power of Yuehua and close the gate of hell, can't shake the two. Instead, it is like a leaf caught in two torrents, almost involving himself in it.

Those who have had the experience of "picking up corpses" must know that it is several times more difficult to carry a person who is drunk, weak, and silky like a loach.

Moreover, this guy is full of alcohol, and seems to be mixed with the smell of vomit, and he is terribly heavy...

However, she couldn't leave him alone.

Because this idiot followed Mang all the way in to save himself.

Therefore, this seemingly immature, but actually strong ninth class leader can only choose to continue to provoke this "heaviness that life cannot bear".

Fortunately, although Mochizuki Ayano was petite, her physical fitness far surpassed that of an ordinary adult man.

"Well, that's enough!!! Sousuke Araki, wake up..."

Mochizuki Ayano patted Sousuke Araki's face with both hands without pity, but his palms hurt.

This guy's already strong body is now as hard as a stone carving.

"...If you don't get up again, those figurines and XX CDs of yours will be thrown away by me!"

With Mochizuki Ayano's words ~lightnovelpub.net~ Araki Sousuke's eyes blazed with white flames, burning the runes around the eye sockets into sparks.

"No……"

His body also responded accordingly.

However, this situation lasted for less than a second.

After the white flame in that eye went out, Sousuke Araki returned to his "stone statue" state.

Along the way, Mochizuki Ayano tried various words and actions in an attempt to stimulate this guy to recover.

It seems that only when he speaks words that this guy cares about, or makes actions that can stimulate him, will white flames rise in his eyes and briefly break through the shackles of the runes on the surface of his body.

In addition to the words that threaten this guy's favorite things such as "figures", "study materials", and "locomotives", there are also mentions of "Yukhei Higashino", "Reiko", "Ryoma Nizae", "Tori Yumayumi" "Waiting for the name of the person he is familiar with will also make this guy react and temporarily break through that "seal".

What makes Mochizuki Ayano feel complicated is that mentioning her own name has the same effect.

However, as the resentment in the sky entered the body, the creeping speed and density of those runes also showed an upward trend, instantly extinguishing the white flame.

"Ah, ah, you don't play the guy, is it going to stay in this place, always incarnate the stone statue?"

The attempt failed again, and Mochizuki Ayano, who had recovered her physical strength, could only carry this guy on her back again and continue to walk in a certain direction in this endless sea of ​​flowers.

She wasn't walking aimlessly.

With the powerful eyesight of "Hundred Eyes True Eyes", you can vaguely see a towering tree extending like an umbrella at the edge of the sea of ​​​​flowers.

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