I created a foundation

Time passed by minute by minute.

Beads of sweat oozed from Yuigahama's forehead, slid down her pale cheeks, and dripped onto the back of her hand, leaving a small wet mark.

Yumiko Miura's eyes were slightly red, and she was trying her best to restrain some emotions that were about to burst out.

Hayato Hayama always kept his head slightly lowered, and the light and shadow cast mottled shadows on his handsome face, making it difficult to see his true expression at the moment.

His heart was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.

The scenes of last night kept replaying in my mind like a nightmare.

That terrifying creature beyond human imagination.

The almost miraculous power displayed by Yukinoshita Yukino.

And those lives that passed away silently in their sleep.

All of this was like a heavy hammer, smashing the "perfect world" he had built over the past seventeen years.

In that world, he is the center of everyone's attention, the mediator of interpersonal relationships, and the Hayato Hayama who always has a gentle smile.

He handles various complex relationships with ease and enjoys the support and trust of everyone.

He once thought that was the whole meaning of life.

He once thought that he was in control of everything.

ridiculous.

How ridiculous.

It turned out that the "perfection" he was proud of was nothing more than a lie built on a thin layer as thin as a cicada's wing.

It turns out that the world he lives in is just the tip of a huge iceberg.

And beneath the deep and cold water, lies the true "truth" that is enough to subvert all cognition.

Once you have glimpsed the truth, how can you be willing to return to that stage full of embellishment and falsehood and continue to play the self-deceiving clown?

Hayato Hayama's fingers curled up almost imperceptibly.

His breathing seemed to be heavier than before.

Yes, he has passed away.

When Pandora's box is opened, when the other side of the world is revealed in such a bloody and direct way, any attempt to cover up and escape will only appear more pale and powerless.

He slowly raised his head.

There was a strange sense of stagnation in the movements, as if all the strength in the body had been used up.

Under the light, the expression on his face was extremely complicated.

There is a hint of bitterness, a hint of self-mockery, but more of it is a kind of exhaustion after being relieved of a heavy burden, and a determination to burn the boats.

"I choose..."

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

In the silent interrogation room, these two words were particularly clear.

Upon hearing the voice, Yuigahama and Miura subconsciously raised their heads and looked at him with a hint of surprise and nervousness.

Yukinoshita Yukino's gaze also slightly focused and fell on his face.

A hint of barely perceptible surprise flashed across her cold eyes.

She had thought that the first person to make a choice would be Miura, who was more straightforward, or Yuigahama, who was more emotionally driven.

But unexpectedly, it was Hayato Hayama.

This is the man who, in the past impression, was always used to hiding his true thoughts under a perfect mask.

"I choose the second one."

Hayato Hayama spoke again. This time, although his voice was still not loud, it was clear and firm with an unquestionable tone.

He looked at his hands, which had shaken hands with people countless times and had also sweated countless times on the basketball court.

At this moment, they seemed to be stained with some invisible dust, making him feel unfamiliar.

"I always thought..." He whispered, as if talking to himself, but also as if explaining to Yukino in front of him, "I always thought that I could see through everyone's thoughts, maintain the balance of all interpersonal relationships, and play the role of the perfect Hayato Hayama."

The corner of his mouth curled up into a bitter arc.

“I thought that was all there was to the world.”

There was a brief pause.

The only sound in the air was his slightly suppressed breathing.

"But last night..."

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning, and for the first time looked directly and without any avoidance into Yukinoshita Yukino's deep eyes.

There was no sympathy or pity in those eyes, only a kind of calmness that saw through everything.

"You made me understand." There was an indescribable tremor in Hayato Hayama's voice. It was not because of fear, but because of the huge shock after a certain cognition was completely overturned.

"Everything I did was just a ridiculous game of house on a carefully maintained, fake stage."

"A... self-righteous, utterly stupid, game of house."

Every word he said seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of self-denial of the past.

Yuigahama Yui's lips opened slightly, her eyes filled with shock.

Yumiko Miura also frowned, obviously touched by Hayato Hayama's unprecedented frankness.

They had never seen Hayato Hayama like this before.

All disguises were removed, and the deepest thoughts in the heart were exposed so nakedly.

"After witnessing that subversive truth..." Hayato Hayama's gaze swept across his two female companions before finally returning to Yukino's face, "How can you let me forget everything and go back to being that ignorant, perfect gentleman who was kept in the dark..."

He took a deep breath, as if to expel all the foul air from his chest.

"That to me..."

"That's the most cruel torture."

After the words were spoken, the interrogation room fell into a brief silence again.

This time, there was a hint of determination in the silence.

Hayato Hayama slowly stood up.

His movements were no longer as graceful and calm as usual, but instead carried a sense of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

He walked in front of Yukinoshita Yukino and stopped one step away from her.

Then he bowed solemnly and deeply.

A ninety-degree bow.

It lasted for several full seconds.

"so……"

He stood up straight, his eyes filled with unprecedented earnestness and desire.

"please."

"Please let me join you."

"I want to use my own eyes to see the world...what it really looks like."

Chapter 129: Yuigahama and Miura's oath: Power! Everyone accepts

Hayato Hayama's choice was like a stone thrown into a dead lake, causing ripples.

Yukinoshita Yukino's gaze calmly shifted away from Hayama and fell on the two girls hugging and crying not far away.

Yuigahama Yui.

Yumiko Miura.

They are the most direct victims of this unexpected disaster and the ordinary people whose wills are first to be completely destroyed.

At this moment, the makeup on their faces had long been washed away by tears, and their usually carefully groomed hairstyles were now messy, making them look disheveled and fragile.

The sunlight shines through the broken windows, casting mottled shadows on them, just like their broken hearts at the moment.

Yuigahama Yui's shoulders were shaking violently, almost uncontrollably.

Vivid and cruel scenes flashed through her mind uncontrollably.

Just yesterday evening, in the classroom after school, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed everything a warm orange-red.

Xiao Cai excitedly waved her phone to show everyone the newly discovered internet-famous dessert shop and made an appointment to go there together to taste the limited edition strawberry parfait on the weekend.

Xiao Ai came over mysteriously and said that she had gotten two tickets for the premiere of the latest animated film and asked who wanted to go with her.

And Shahi, who was worried about what birthday gift to give to the senior she had a crush on, pulled them in to help with the plan.

Those laughter, those bright faces, and those little hopes for the future are still so clearly imprinted in her memory, as if they happened just a second ago.

However, just a few hours later.

A cold nightmare descends.

Those once vibrant lives were right beside her, withering one after another in the silent darkness, like flowers hit by frost.

She didn't even have time to say goodbye to them properly.

in case.

If only she had realized sooner that those strange sleepinesses were not normal.

If she hadn't been so scared at the time, she would have been braver and gone to wake everyone up.

If... she had even a little bit of the power that Yukinoshita-san had, she could fight those monsters.

Will everything be different?