“Oh, that’s great!”

 At the end of the performance, the director came to Duanmu Ai excitedly and praised her performance.

“In my opinion, you have perfectly restored the angel in history!”

"Have it?"

"certainly."

 The director nodded vigorously.

"There have been too many plays and movies praising the angel over the years, but I think they have gone in the wrong direction. Except for the original documentary, which was somewhat restored, the other works have focused too much on describing the angel. I’m not saying that it’s wrong to do so, but if you show this side too much, doesn’t it mean that we humans are as weak as babies who need our mother’s care?”

 After saying this, the director spread his hands helplessly.

"I have also read many memoirs written by those who fought with the Lord Angel, and even interviewed a few. According to them, Lord Angel is not the kind of Virgin who will help you up hand in hand. She She will look at you and ask you to make a choice. Whether you are willing to stand up or not is your own business. If you are unwilling to persist, then she will abandon you, but in my opinion, this is not callousness, but It is an act of respecting human autonomy by the angel. She can light the torch, but whether we really have the courage to leave the darkness and return to the light still depends on us humans!"

　　　…………”

 Thank you for saying so much, but in fact I just thought those guys were annoying at the time.

Duanmu Ai rolled his eyes silently in his heart. Things were not as great as the director said. It was simply because he had too many things to do at that time. There were so many cybermaniacs to kill and so many electronic demons to fight. How could it be possible? You have the time to be a close mother. Of course, if you are a pretty girl, I might still have a little patience. I am too lazy to care about you, a man. What do you want to think? Whether you live or die is your own problem. , what does it have to do with me... I'm not your mother.

 Yet this can still be interpreted... Well, this is probably where all the over-interpretations in the world come from.

Thinking about it carefully, whether it is reading tips, ancient essays, or memoirs of great men, that person has been dead for hundreds of years. How can you know what the other person is thinking when you compile textbooks?

 Are you the roundworm in his belly?

Duanmu Ai has seen a lot of similar things before. The most adapted version of her deeds is a memoir called "Three Sisters and Angels". To put it simply, the plot is similar to this stage play. Duanmu Ai was killed at the time. In an abandoned city, he killed the cybermaniacs and electronic demons inside, then rescued three little girls, and then brought them up. The three little girls were also very successful and became the leaders of Duanmu Ai.

Basically, when this memoir comes out, it will be written that the Lord Angel saw human courage and belief in the three sisters.

 Actually, it’s all bullshit. Why did Duanmu Ai take them with him in the first place?

 The reason is very simple, they are cute and obedient.

If you had three female brats, she wouldn't bother to care about them. If it were three men, she would just leave them to others to deal with.

 So, human history is full of over-interpretation... and not everyone will be like Sima Qian.

Like what Duanmu Ai said to the heroine just now, when translated, it actually means "it has nothing to do with me whether you love her to death or not." Who knows where the director came up with this idea.

But it doesn’t matter. How I want to act and how it turns out has nothing to do with me. What you think of it is your business, and it also has nothing to do with me.

 For Duanmu Ai, this is not difficult. After all, it is just a role that lasts less than ten minutes. However, for other actors, it seems that the situation is not so simple.

 “It’s really amazing!”

 After the rehearsal, Rishi found Duanmu Ai and looked at her with admiration.

"Yeah?"

“Of course, everyone said they didn’t expect you to be so powerful, so the pressure is on their side.”

"Awesome? I think you are better when it comes to acting. After all, I haven't studied any acting."

"not like this."

　　　Kujigawa Rise shook his head.

"The teacher said that the essence of acting skills is to show the character's temperament. As long as people can feel that sense of existence, it is a successful performance. From this point of view, the angel you play has already It’s completely finished, but we’re still in the middle of imitating the characters with our acting skills…”

This is natural, after all, I am playing myself.

"But this way, everyone is relieved. When I first heard what the director said, even I was worried about whether Miss Duanmu could play this role well. But now it seems that we have to work hard, otherwise we will be robbed by you. It’s the limelight!”

 “Well…then come on.”

 What else can I say about Duanmu Ai? This is the only way I can say it.

Just when Duanmu Ai and others were rehearsing smoothly, things were not going so well for the Phantom Thieves.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　————!

Ren Amamiya opened her eyes suddenly, lifted the quilt, gasped for air, and was covered in cold sweat.

 “What the **** is that?”

Ren Amamiya stretched out her hand, pressed her forehead, and gritted her teeth. Ever since he entered that strange place that day, he had been having nightmares. Sometimes Amamiya Ren would dream that she was in class, and then she just wandered off for a while, and when she looked back, she saw that all the classmates around her had turned into corpses.

Or maybe when you are walking on the road, the asphalt road under your feet suddenly turns into a road made of corpses, and the buildings next to it turn into strange and terrifying existences composed of bones and flesh.

These dreams were so real that Ren Amamiya would wake up from nightmares every day during this period, and she was mentally exhausted.

 He felt that he had seen the reaction of that strange world, but...it seemed that the situation was different?

 Anyway, let’s go to school.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Ren Amamiya picked up her schoolbag and walked out of the coffee shop, heading towards the school.

He was also groggy along the way, and the noise of the students around him was like a chainsaw, which overwhelmed Ren Amamiya's brain. He always felt that among these noisy conversations, a weak voice was calling him. name, but when he turned his head and looked around, everything was normal... Huh?

Walking to the school gate, when Ren Amamiya raised his head again, he was suddenly shocked - what he saw in front of him was not the school he was familiar with, but the dilapidated ruins!

Dense white bones formed the floor, and countless corpses condensed into a wall of flesh and blood. The corpses condensed together were raising their heads at this moment, and the black holes with no eyeballs stared at him like this - —!

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　————!

Ren Amamiya subconsciously took a step back. When he came to his senses and looked forward again, he saw that the strange and terrifying world had turned back into a familiar school.

 What was that just now?

 Is it just an illusion?

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ren Amamiya shook his head and walked into the school.

However, as soon as he opened the door to the class, he heard the roar from Sakamoto Ryuji.

"What did you say?!"

Hearing this voice, Amamiya Ren was startled. He raised his head and saw Sakamoto Ryuji clenching his fists and roaring at Takamaki Anzu.

"I say, it's time for you to graduate from childish games! What's the point of getting angry at others like this every day!"

Takamaki Anzu obviously didn't care about Sakamoto Ryuuji's anger, and just stared at him angrily.

“You have to take care of others when they are just chatting in class. Do you want to take care of everything now?”

 “I just don’t want to hear them say bad things about the Phantom Thieves!”

“What other people think is their business. You don’t even let others say anything. What’s the difference between this and Kamoshida?”

"What did you say!"

Hearing Takamaki's words, Sakamoto Ryuji's eyes suddenly turned red. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Takamaki's neck, and lifted her up.

 “Say it again! I’m not that bastard!”

 “Woo——ah……!”

Takamaki Anzu obviously did not expect that Ryuji Sakamoto would actually attack her, and she struggled desperately for a while. Others were also stunned by this scene and did not know what to say.

 “Hey, Ryuji!”

 Fortunately, Ren Amamiya was not stunned. When he saw this scene, he rushed over and held Sakamoto Ryuuji's hand. And Sakamoto Ryuji also turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

 “What are you going to do? Do you want me to kill you too?!”

At this time, Sakamoto Ryuji seemed to have gone crazy, his eyes were red and his face was ferocious. Seeing this scene, Ren Amamiya was also shocked. Then he gritted his teeth and punched Sakamoto Ryuji in the face!

"boom!"

 Sakamoto Ryuuji was knocked to the ground by Ren Amamiya, and Anzu Takamaki also fell to the ground at this time.

"Are you OK?"

 “Ahem, cough…it’s okay.”

Facing Ren Amamiya’s question, Takamaki coughed a few times, stretched out her hand to touch her neck, and looked at Ryuuji Sakamoto with a look of disbelief on his face.

 “What happened to him?”

"I………"

At this moment, Sakamoto Ryuji also came back to his senses. He looked at Takamaki Anzu sitting on the ground in surprise, dumbfounded.

 At this moment, others also reacted.

 “Go and call the teacher quickly!”

 The next thing goes without saying.

 The school criticized Sakamoto Ryuji quite a lot and gave him a suspension. This was not surprising. After all, he almost killed someone in public in the class. It was good that he did not drop out of school directly. "Feel sorry………"

 After school, Ren Amamiya found Ryuji Sakamoto, who also looked disappointed.

"What's wrong with you? Although I know you have a bad temper, I don't want to take action directly?"

 “I...I don’t know either.”

Facing Ren Amamiya’s question, Sakamoto Ryuji shook his head in confusion.

“I haven’t been sleeping well during this period, and I always feel like someone is talking in my ear. I try to find it but can’t find it. I feel like I’m getting more and more irritable... Could I be sick?”

 “I don’t think so, because I feel the same way.”

 “Hey? Does this happen to you too?”

“That’s right, and sometimes I get dazzled when I look at things, as if those things are not what they are…”

 “Ah, I’ve encountered it too!”

Hearing Amamiya Ren’s words, Sakamoto Ryuuji also slapped his thigh hard.

"I once went to eat ramen, and when the boss brought it to me, I saw that the ramen was filled with internal organs and blood clots! I was so disgusted that I vomited on the spot, and was kicked out by the boss - but I looked back and looked again , that bowl of noodles was normal, I thought I was abnormal."

　　　…………”

Hearing this, Ren Amamiya was silent for a moment.

 “All of this was encountered after we came out of that world.”

 “Are you saying there’s something wrong with that world?”

 At this moment, Sakamoto Ryuji also looked serious.

“I’m not sure, we should ask Yusuke, since we have all encountered problems, then he should also have encountered them..."

As he spoke, Ren Amamiya dialed Kitagawa Yusuke’s number, but no one answered.

"what happened?"

Hearing the "beep" sound from the other end of the phone, both of them felt uneasy. Soon, Ren Amamiya made a decision.

 “Go directly to him.”

After the Madarame incident, Kitagawa lived in the school dormitory, but when the two came to the dormitory, they were told that he had moved to an apartment outside.

 But when the two came to the apartment...

 “That guy will live here?”

Looking at the dilapidated apartment in front of them, Ren Amamiya and Ryuji Sakamoto were both stunned. At this moment, a resident came out, and Ren Amamiya hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

“Sorry, is there a person named Kitagawa Yusuke living here?”

"You are……"

 “We are his friends.”

 “That’s it.”

　　Looking carefully at Ren Amamiya and Ryuji Sakamoto, the resident also nodded.

"You are talking about that handsome young man, right? Well, he does live here, but he doesn't go out often. Having said that, you should also remind him that he is a grown man and his house stinks. We live upstairs. You can smell the stench all the way down..."

　　　　???”

Hearing the resident’s complaint, the two looked at each other in confusion, but they still thanked the resident and entered the apartment.

 “Is that guy a slob?”

As he walked up the stairs, Sakamoto Ryuuji asked doubtfully, while Amamiya Ren shook his head.

 “I don’t know, I remember correctly...”

While talking, the two of them came to the door of the apartment rented by Kitagawa Yusuke, and then Ren Amamiya reached out and knocked on the door.

 “Yusuke, are you there?”

　　　…………”

 No one answered.

 “Speaking of which, it really stinks here...”

Sakamoto Ryuji covered his nose and waved his hand. As he said, just standing outside the door, you could smell a strong stench coming from inside. Ren Amamiya also frowned, then stretched out his hand and put it on the doorknob - then, the door opened with a sound.

 “He didn’t even lock the door?”

 “Let’s go in and have a look.”

 The two looked at each other and then walked into the room.

The entire apartment was dark, and all the windows were covered with newspapers. Only a faint light penetrated through the gaps, illuminating the dim apartment in front of him. Ren Amamiya tried to turn on the light, but it didn't light up.

 “Hey, Yusuke!”

 Sakamoto Ryuji shouted loudly, but no one answered, only dead silence.

 Isn't he at home?

 The two of them walked into the room cautiously and walked inside. There are canvases everywhere on the surrounding walls, which is not surprising, but what makes people feel weird is the paintings on these canvases. On the pure white canvas, various strange and turbid colors are mixed together to form completely incomprehensible patterns. Just walking among them, it seems as if the world around has become crazy. Just looking at these paintings makes me feel... It feels like everything is on the verge of collapse...

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 offices.

Walking to the door of the bedroom, Ren Amamiya opened the door, and then they saw Kitagawa Yusuke sitting in front of the canvas with his back to them, holding a paintbrush in his hand.

“Huh, you’re at home, why don’t you answer the phone?”

 Seeing Kitagawa Yusuke's back, Sakamoto Ryuji breathed a sigh of relief, but Kitagawa Yusuke just turned his back to them and said nothing.

"Hello? Yusuke, are you okay? Listen to me. Lian and I encountered some strange things after that day... How is your situation?"

"I am fine."

　　Kitagawa Yusuke finally spoke at this moment.

“Actually, I’m better off now than I’ve ever been because I finally understand my calling.”

　　　…Mission?”

 “That’s right.”

Kitagawa Yusuke nodded.

"This world will be destroyed, this world will eventually be destroyed, and we will also be destroyed, yes, this is everything. No matter how hard we struggle, it is useless, because this is the truth of this world! Destruction, destruction, destruction haha Hahahaha!! Yes, everything will perish and die! Nothing will be left!"

　　　…………”

Looking at Kitagawa Yusuke laughing crazily, Amamiya Ren and Sakamoto Ryuji felt chilled. Sakamoto Ryuji stepped forward, held Kitagawa Yusuke's shoulders, and turned him around.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you? Listen to me...dig!!”

However, before Sakamoto Ryuji finished speaking, he turned into a scream, and Amamiya Ren also widened his eyes in surprise, looking at Kitagawa Yusuke in front of them in disbelief - only Kitagawa Yusuke was seen in front of them. , the two eyes have completely disappeared, only the black eye sockets with blood stains remaining are staring at them.

 “It’s useless! Everything will perish, and we will perish too!”

 After saying this, Kitagawa Yusuke suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed the brush, and then poked his eye socket hard!

 “Pfft!”

Two hard paintbrushes pierced Kitagawa Yusuke’s eye sockets, and then he dropped his hands and fell on the chair, turning into a corpse.

 Seeing this scene, both of them were shocked.

 “This, what on earth is going on!”