Do you like Yu-Gi-Oh even if it's like this?

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"Is it an illusion..."

However, there was no movement from the solid wood door.

She tightened her clothes again, checked the gun on her waist, and then walked towards the door.

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"If you want to go so badly, just follow me."

——This is Haruka who appeared beside me out of nowhere.

"If you really wanted me to go, you should have said so when she was at the door."

I sighed, smiled bitterly, and touched her head.

I have always been a person who has double standards depending on the situation, but I want to use the same attitude this time.

I hope to believe in La just once... just once, just like I believed in Haruka and Chou.

Unfounded trust - if I had to give a reason, it was probably because my misogyny, which I had held towards her since the first time we met, failed to work.

The cold wind came in through the crack in the door and I felt a little chilly.

I gently hugged the two little ones and pushed them into the room.

"Let's sleep together today and save on heating costs."

　9 The shadow of the mainstream:

Chapter 212 81 What can be done?

"Do you trust me?"

——We are not new humans who can communicate with each other telepathically, we are just card-playing friends who have some feelings for each other.

Be half-hearted and go with the flow.

Each of them has their own invisible calculations and invisible accounts.

"I……"

She averted her gaze.

"Why should I trust you? You allowed the dark game around you to spread, and you allowed those two children to become like that... Why should I trust someone like that?"

Wipe away the tears and question me again.

“Distrust requires a reason, but trust does not.”

——A person who can deceive himself doesn't need a reason.

Trust is when two people deceive themselves.

"…So you want me to turn a blind eye to everything you do?"

——First of all, we trust each other and have an unexplained liking for each other.

Then, make realistic choices based on rationality.

This contradiction itself constructs you and me in the cabin.

"Of course not. I myself am aware that my handling of the situation was often inappropriate."

…After all, I’ve never really been a parent.

Educator Rousseau also wanted to send his children to welfare institutions.

"But only on them—because things have changed."

"What has changed?"

"Before I met Haruka and..." I paused "Before I met Haruka, the Dark Game didn't represent anything of a progressive nature."

——It can't do anything. If there is anything it can do, it seems to be only killing people.

“But things changed after that.”

When Yao killed the six-line score in the midst of the flying black feathers, I decided to respect that will.

What I have is the "power" of the dark game, not the "power" in the secular sense - although in most cases, the former is not as convenient as the latter, but the former is a strong guarantee of safety.

——I don't have to be as cautious with children as those in power. Even in dangerous situations, I have ways to rescue people...even more so with the help of others.

The endless spread of tolerance eventually led to such a distorted consequence.

But even if...even if it is a bad consequence in the secular sense, I can still say——

“We are moving forward.”

"...You call this kind of scene progress?"

She was silent for a while and then grabbed my hand.

"These hands that have touched cards, that have taken human lives, that have been held in the arms of children, that have drawn blood - and you call that moving forward?"

Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind.

"Nine-legged spider, you... deserve to die."

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"It's winter now."

The bandaged figure walked through the crowd, but people ignored this figure that was obviously not human.

The person who exhaled cold mist from his lips and Udumbara who had no trace of mist on his body were like two different creatures.

"Da~da~"

Across the street corner, you can see rows of beggars.

Wrapped in thick or thin quilts and coats, they lie on the concrete road, with a polished QR code placed beside them.

"It's time to ask the city appearance department to clean it up."

The police officer clicked his tongue slightly, then quickly walked past the beggars.

"Hey, wake up!"

He kicked one of the beggars - the one on the ground was wrapped in a relatively less dirty quilt and was also younger.

The man stood up, and was slapped on the face by the banknote in a daze. Then, under the admiring gazes of the beggars around him, he followed Udumbara into the alley.

Under the dim street lights, the beggar took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing the face of a Mu Dongren.

"You're really interested. Is it fun to pretend to be a beggar?"

"I can't help it. I make too much money. There are many people who withdraw money at the end of the year. Even if they use QR codes now, I can receive a lot of hundred-yuan bills in a day... It's much more comfortable to sleep on the street than to work in an office.

Mu Dongren spread his hands - he was tired of being a worker, so he became a beggar for the sake of novelty.

"And your money?"

The bandaged man glanced at the broken bowl in his hand, and there was only a five-dollar coin lying alone in it.

"A girl came up to me and said, 'I like you, can you give me all the money?', and I gave her all the money - but it doesn't matter, aren't you giving me money?"

He took the banknote from Udumbara's hand and took it... took it...

"Let go!"

"I just slapped you in the face with the money, I didn't say I was going to give it to you."

"Isn't the money your gang pays enough for you to spend?!"

"Are you the kind of person who would search through bodies one by one?"

"You are such a bastard, ahh ...

His fingers were twisted so hard that they hurt, so Mu Dongren let go.

"So, what do you want from me?"

"I want to ask you something - about your former boss."

"Huh? Why are you suddenly interested in dead people?"

"Well, how should I put it...it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea." Under the bandage, an object slowly moved out.

"This is...woo!"

"This girl named Mei is so beautiful, I took her head as a trophy."

The slowly extended bandage wrapped around the head and turned twice like playing with a ball...then the hair and the bandage were wrapped together, forming a strange shape.

"...Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm inviting you."

Udumbara smiled, wrapped Mudongren around the waist with a bandage, and then jumped lightly - in the blink of an eye he was already on the roof of a tall building.

"Hiss... there's a Japanese proverb that goes..."

Facing the wind, Mu Dongren squinted his eyes.

"Fools and smoke both like high places, I know."

In the sky, the white moonlight cast a circle of smoke.

——At some point, Udumbara held up a pipe in his hand, crossed his legs, and sat on the edge of the building.

"Now tell me... before the world ends."

Upalita asked about the past in a tone that confirmed what was to come:

"Mr. Mudong, tell me the story about you and the nine-legged spider." 4｜０∏五〖

A ray of inconspicuous silver light flew across the sky.

Udumbara placed the head in his hand in the direction of the silver light and whispered softly:

"You have to listen and watch carefully, too."

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