Since the 18th, I have felt a serious lack, and the reasons are unknown.

It makes people feel very uncomfortable, just like a disaster, it makes people... very excited.

"Hey, no matter how you think about it, you didn't show up to drink with me..."

Makoto Tono was too lazy to even pretend, and sat with a professional killer named "Bad Blade".

“So this is your settlement?”

The killer sighed with a rhetorical question.

"Don't joke, I don't believe in the whole masquerade, your staff officer won't find it out."

"Don't use 'you', I'm just a mercenary and not affiliated with the masquerade."

Serious voice

"uh-huh."

"So, you won't stop it?"

"Why? You should ask Yiwen. If you are of this type, be careful not to be blown away by Yiwen and the city."

The killer was speechless.

"Really... whatever you want, a city that can't even find someone to spend Christmas, do whatever you want..."

--point--

Christmas without snow... It's super cold.

"Hey, my destiny is just a single person celebrating the holiday in isolation."

The tone has no exclamation.

"Tono-kun?"

This... changed from an ordinary person to a torch to a slightly powerful Mistis.

"Sakai?"

“You are…”

"Observe, life."

Serious and considerate tone of everything.

"Is that true..." The existence named Yuji Sakai immediately showed an expression that was indeed like this.

silence.

"Just kidding, just hanging out."

"Huh!" This answer surprised him.

[I said, what did he imagine my image as?]

"That, Tono-kun..."

"?" He was a little confused, and then he felt what he wanted to say.

"ah!"

Immediately focused my attention on my left hand, and completely dissipated into a strange fluid spreading on the ground, immediately returning to my left hand and turning it into a glove.

"No wonder the people passing by all have strange expressions. I don't even feel it..."

Shake your head and sigh.

"this…"

"Ah, an old friend gave me a long time ago... I still don't know what it is..."

Then try to force shaping again.

"It was originally used as a weapon."

Failed, the changing sword supported it for a moment and began to collapse.

"Hey... I have traveled a few times, but now I don't seem to be able to use it. I'm too exhausted..."

"Hmm? Is this a weapon?"

The boy looked curious.

"No, I just usually use it as a weapon. Although it is not very powerful, it was originally very useful..."

Focus and then...

A large-scale gun jet burst out with a 3-meter-long cone covering the front.

“Wow!”

The boy looked envious.

"It looks very strong, and it used to be very useful... but now it is difficult to maintain the basic hardness..."

Looking at the boy's face, Cheng suddenly threw the disgusting mud in his left hand over.

"Why!"

The speed was too fast, and the boy couldn't hide at all, so he could only block it with his hands.

It stuck immediately.

"Why?"

"Why try it and control it as a part of the body."

With a wave of his hand, the whole ball was transferred from Cheng's hand to the Mistis' hand.

"Treat it as a part of the body? How is that possible!"

As a result, the boy immediately shook it around as if he was touched by something terrible (it was quite terrible...).

"Your body is not human."

He stopped just in one sentence.

"Stretch your hand out."

"Well…"

He stretched out his hand tremblingly.

The black fluid above is still shaking like a twitching nerve.

"Are there any weapons you like?"

"this…"

"Imagine, think that there should be such a handful of things in your hands."

"Yeah?"

"This is not that easy at the beginning..."

stop.

A samurai sword that even engraved is perfectly formed.

Then, seeing the boy's surprised and dull look on his face, it is hard to say how much energy he has invested to control it.

"…It seems that you have a good relationship with it."

There is only one comment.

"So…"

"I'll give it to you."

“Yes, is that right!”

The boy immediately looked like he laughed unconsciously.

"I said, is it necessary to be so happy to receive the gift?"

"Uh...this..."

Immediately, I was depressed

"Don't care, be careful not to be killed."

"Uh-huh!?"

He patted the boy on the shoulder and Makoto walked away.

--point--

After that…there was an ordinary battle.

Even if you want to hide outside Feng Jue, you can't do it, so the boy named Makoto Tono only waits for the time to pass.

12.25,00:00

In Chibaya City, Japan, there is a high school boy named Tono Makoto.
Chapter completed!