I said you are all war criminals

Seeing Xiangzi's disappointed look, Yili subconsciously hugged his head and buried his face between his knees, curling up like a frightened kitten.

"Sorry……"

Her weak, mosquito-like voice came from her arms, which were shaking constantly.

This made Xiangzi even more unhappy.

"Don't apologize so easily."

Xiangzi said in a serious tone, with a hint of disappointment, "There are still people who are waiting for you to stand up!"

Her voice was not loud, but it was powerful, and every word struck Yili's heart.

"Stand up, Goto Ichiri."

Xiangzi reached out his hand, wanting to pull Yili up from the ground, but stopped just before he could touch her. She pulled her hand back and clenched her fist, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

"Don't be so embarrassing!"

Seeing her like this, Nana Ohba took the initiative to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, everyone has different personalities...Alright, Ichiri too, hurry up and get up. That guitar solo just now was great, now it's time to rest."

After hearing what Nana said, Yili ran out like a battery-powered doll... Obviously, she had wanted to run away for a long time, but was frightened by Xiangzi's attitude and dared not run.

After Yili ran out of sight, Nana turned around and looked at Xiangzi gently, "Xiaoxiang, you don't look very well today."

"...You don't have to tell me, I have self-awareness."

Xiangzi turned his face away.

Shoko had mixed feelings about Nana Ohba... Putting aside the simulator incident, this time, she felt she had let Nana Ohba down. She had caused Nana Ohba's death, and then she was with the Nana after her death, who wasn't Nana Ohba at all...

Xiangzi bit his lip.

…No, what happened in Ohba is totally unimportant.

What is important is [this memory]

The existence of this memory means that [someone else is simulating it].

Perhaps, it was [Goto Ichiri's simulation]... If a simulator was used, it would make sense that such an incredible thing could be accomplished -

"Tsk..."

Why, why are they all simulations, but Yili does it better than me?

…Why didn’t I in the simulation realize that this might also be a simulation?

...Why... did I become a disgusting... pacifist?

Xiangzi subconsciously grabbed his arm.

“…Xiang…”

It is impossible for humans and half-demons to coexist peacefully.

I tried it, impossible!

What Quincy, what Shinigami, what world peace... those are all lies, all...

Sharp nails pierced his skin, and tiny drops of blood oozed out, looking particularly glaring on his pale skin. Xiangzi seemed to feel no pain and continued to clutch his arm tightly, his knuckles turning blue and white.

"Xiangzi? You..."

There was a hint of worry in Nana's voice. She cautiously reached out her hand to check Xiangzi's injury, "You hurt yourself..."

Xiangzi yanked Nana's hand away with such force that it felt as if he had been electrocuted. Nana was caught off guard, screamed in surprise, and stumbled backward. Her slender wrist was hurt, and her steps were unsteady, nearly falling to the ground.

"Do not touch me!"

Xiangzi's tone was cold.

"How can I ignore you?"

Although Nana was pushed, she did not show any anger. Instead, she said patiently, "You look very wrong now, Xiangzi. You need to calm down--"

"…Sorry, I'm a little excited."

Xiangzi took a few breaths and said, "Recently... Recently, my father hasn't been in good condition."

She dragged her father out as a shield.

"...What happened to your father?"

Nana asked gently.

"After my mother died, he lost a lot of money and was kicked out by my grandfather... He has been drinking to drown his sorrows."

Xiangzi blamed his unhappiness on his father, "Yesterday... I went to the police station and brought him home."

Nana was silent.

Although there are people around her who are "troubled by family", there is no one like Xiangzi who is "troubled by family".

After hearing what Xiangzi said, Nana didn't know what to say for a moment.

"...Okay, next is my keyboard solo. I'll go out first."

Seeing that Nana stopped talking, Xiangzi breathed a sigh of relief and just picked up his keyboard, "Don't worry, I'm fine... I'm just a little, not very happy."

Correct.

"I'm completely normal now."

12

Chapter 12 Xiangzi Part 2.

Pushing open the door, Xiangzi locked it behind him, then took off his coat, letting it slide limply to the floor. The dim light fell on her thin shoulders, her pale skin like faded silk, stretched taut across her slender bones, appearing frail and fragile. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, trickling down her gaunt cheeks and onto the crisscrossing scars beneath her collarbone. Those scars, some deep, some shallow, some long, some short, like vines climbing a wall, entwined fiercely across her pale skin, each one fresh and glaring.

These were all the tortures she inflicted on herself during the three days.

...Shoko Toyokawa hasn't had a good time these days.

Like now.

After taking off his clothes, Xiangzi thought of Yili again and felt powerless again.

That's it again.

Every time she thought of Goto Ichiri, she would be overwhelmed by the suffocating feeling of powerlessness. Why could Goto Ichiri save the world? Why was Goto Ichiri the only one who could save the world?

And me?

...Who am I?

Sharp nails dug into her flesh again, blood trickling down between her fingers and onto the cold floor, creating a dazzling display of blood. Xiangzi bit her lower lip, trying not to make a sound. The pain continued in waves, unable to numb the emptiness and despair within her. She asked herself over and over: Why? Why her? Why was she so powerless?

Why are you so incompetent - Shoko Toyokawa?

"Why don't you just die..."

The slender neck looked even more fragile under the grip of his hands, as if it would break at any time.

The heart also seemed to not want to beat anymore, and it perfunctorily slowed down its pace.

The feeling of suffocation gradually intensified, and the world before his eyes began to become blurry and distorted. Xiangzi felt that his consciousness was slowly leaving his body and drifting into endless darkness.

...It's so strange that before she died, she didn't see her parents, didn't see Su Shi, didn't see Mu, and didn't see Nana Ohba.

She saw the satellite fall.

The scene of SIDE1 crashing into Sydney looks so beautiful for some reason.

...I really want to do it again.

But this time, it can't be Sydney. What does Sydney have? Just some art... If I want to destroy it, I have to destroy the place that can destroy humanity, I have to...

"Xiang! Come back alive!"

The fantasy was shattered in an instant. Xiangzi realized that her hands were being forcibly stretched apart, and she was rescued.

The one who saved Xiangzi was none other than Wakaba Mu.

…her soul, half of her body.

"...Xiang, you fool."

Wakaba Mu's hands, like iron pliers, gripped Xiangzi's wrists tightly. Xiangzi coughed violently, as if coughing up a lung, and the air he coughed up smelled of blood. She drooped her head weakly, her messy hair obscuring her face, with only a few strands clinging to her sweat-soaked forehead.

"Ahem... I've actually always hated you, Mu."

Xiangzi squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against glass.

"I know, Xiang."

Mu's voice was eerily calm.

"I want to kill you, Mu."

Xiangzi bit his lips until they bled.

"No, Xiang."

Mu's eyes were eerily calm.

“…Why, Mu.”

Blood oozed from Xiangzi's nose.

"Because Xiang has broken down."

Mu's lips opened and closed.

So Xiangzi spread out the five fingers of both hands.

The witchcraft is shocking.

This was the simplest form of sorcery, a technique that concentrated demonic power...the power of monsters into the palm of one's hand and then exploded it.

Simple though.

But powerful.

The surging demonic energy slammed fiercely into Ruoye Mu, knocking her to the ground. Caught off guard, she groaned, her hands instinctively loosening their grip on Xiangzi's wrists as she fell heavily to the cold ground. Dust flew through the dimly lit room.

Xiangzi stumbled back two steps, barely able to stand. The backlash of the demonic power pierced her body like a sharp knife, and the intense pain made her vision black out. She felt as if her bones were trembling, as if they could shatter at any moment. Blood oozed from the corner of her mouth, snaking down her pale cheek, congealing at her chin into a bright red bead, which dripped onto the floor, shattering into a bloody mess.

but……

Xiangzi gritted his teeth and raised his right hand tremblingly.

Black demonic energy snaked out like a tiny venomous snake, slowly gathering on the back of her hand, gradually condensing into a black vortex, emitting a heart-pounding wave. Even the surrounding air began to distort, emitting a subtle crackling sound.

Mu Ye slowly stood up from the ground.

At her wrist, a delicate, small blue bow of light slowly unfurled. The bow glowed with a faint blue light, its string taut.

"Xiang, there's a malfunction."

Mu's voice was low.

In the narrow room, her voice had a slight reverberation, as if several people were speaking in unison.

"Xiang should be a Quincy."

"Shut up... I'm a half-demon, I'm... a monster!"

Xiangzi forced out a sound from his throat that was almost painful.

--the next day.

The morning sun shone through the slits in the curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor. Xiangzi slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness gradually emerging from the haze. She felt every muscle in her body ache. She struggled to sit up in bed, her stiff neck cracking.

Beside her, Mu slept peacefully, her breathing steady and even. Her long green hair, spread across the bed like silk, framed her fair face, making her appear remarkably peaceful. However, Xiangzi's gaze was drawn to the horrific scars on Mu's body. They were hideous and fresh, like blooming purple-red flowers, covering her arms, abdomen, neck, and even her chest. Some of the wounds were still bleeding, staining the sheets and quilt red.

...All of this was done by Xiangzi.

"I'm sorry, Mu."

Xiangzi lowered his eyes.

She had just recovered from a near-death experience last night, and her mind was somewhat unclear. That was why she had done such an extreme thing to Mu, and why she...

"Damn..."