Chapter 880 Hundred Ghosts Walking Night (21)
After a moment of silence, Inuyama Heita was about to say something, when Chizuru, the Haybori suddenly launched an attack!
"Wait..." Inuyama Hirata avoided the spear composed of black lines in a mess, and shouted loudly while running away: "I have something to say to you."
"It's enough!" Chizuru's breath at this time had become extremely cold, just like the first time that Heita Inuyama saw her when it was the typhoon night that day.
She instantly appeared beside Hita Inuyama, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
"You have been delaying me for a long time, ninety-nine." Chizuru's right hand changed into a black claw, and was about to pierce Hirata Inuyama's chest: "I still have something to do, that thing is very important to me, so please forgive me."
Inuyama Heita's pupil suddenly shrank, and at this critical moment, he shouted loudly: "Oda!!!"
"Yes! Section Chief!" A social animal rose from the ground and was about to entangle Chizuki, the morning boat, creating a chance for Inuyama Heita to escape.
Bang.
MR Sato, who was watching with his legs crossed, snapped his fingers and said, "Don't help, get back."
"Yes! Supervisor!" Oda sank into the ground again.
"It's over." Chizuru Hayō muttered softly, then pierced his sharp fingers through Hita Inuyama's chest. Without even making a scream, he was submerged and swallowed by the black lines that burst out from Chizuru Hayō's palm.
“…”
Chizuru Yabuki turned to MR Sato, with no emotion in his tone: "Although I don't know what you exist, I have no performance for you now. Let me leave here, otherwise..."
MR Sato didn't care about Chizuru's threat, and still sat there, smiling and said, "It's over? Why do I think the show has just begun? If the customer doesn't cancel the commission, even if I am a person, I can't easily remove this field."
Only then did Chizuru feel something was wrong. She wanted to shake off the human body that was penetrated by her palm, but found that her arm was being held tightly and could not break free!
The black lines retreated like a tide, revealing Hirata Inuyama inside. Although he looked miserable and his entire chest was penetrated, he was living well, still breathing, and grabbed Chizuru Haybuki's arm with both hands.
"I..." Inuyama Heita reluctantly showed an ugly smile: "Now, can you listen to me?"
Although the black lines occupied Chizuru's face, making it difficult to see her expression, Inuyama Heita felt that she had finally shocked her a little.
"Since you have left, why do you have to come back?" Chizuru Hayawa asked incomprehension: "Why should I take the initiative to welcome [despair]? It was obvious that I finally got rid of it at that time." Inuyama Heita took a deep breath and said: "I couldn't bear the cruelty of reality at that time. Thanks to you, I was able to escape from that hell, but now, I think I can bear these things, so I stood here and stood in front of you. I want to save you!"
"Ninety-nine, you don't know what you are doing! I don't need you to save me." Chizuru's tone finally fluctuated: "Others are still waiting for me, I have more important things to do!"
The aura around her became more and more irritable. The black lines kept attacking Hinata Inuyama, but Hinata Inuyama still clenched her teeth.
"I said that I can bear this power now!" Inuyama Heita roared, "I! Be more sober, they are lying to you! There has never been any kingdom of gods! That is all false. Once a person dies, he will really die! You are just being used by them."
"Shut up!" Chizuru Yabuki continued to attack.
"I don't want it!" Inuyama Heita tried to wake Chizuru Hayō to wake up: "You are not a saint! You were nineteen years ago, imitating the test of the [Witch with Curses] - Genoko Terao! Your father, Father Nakano, and the mastermind behind the Hundred Ghosts, Taoist Keito, who used your kindness and empathy, and after continuous experimentation, you became what you are now!"
Although it was just the speculation of Qian Xiaoyi and Ashiya Yoshisuke, Inuyama Heita said this conclusion without hesitation. His face was distorted, and he grabbed Chizuru's wrist of the dayboat, and he refused to let go no matter how he was attacked. He shouted: "Don't you understand? Whether it is you or those believers who believe in you, you have been used! They use your despair and faith to try to make you sacrifice and create what they want!"
"Stop talking!" Chizuru Hayō still beat Inuyama Hirata with her other hand, but judging from her posture at this moment, she was not calm inside.
Inuyama Heita gritted his teeth and insisted, and told the truth he knew in one go: "Your father, the truth of the Horihara, or, Haebuki Katsuhiko, he has treated you as a profitable commodity from the beginning, and this is what he did from the fraud superpower training institution he opened! He only cares whether he can dig out benefits from you! The cognitive! Everything is a conspiracy made by the cognitive Taoist priest. Please believe me, I, I can tell you all the truth..."
"I know."
Chizuru Hayō's answer made Inuyama stand on the spot. She stopped attacking and said in a cold tone: "I know everything you said, including cognitive theory, what I want to do, and what my father is doing."
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Hirata Inuyama finally let go of his hand, and he couldn't believe his ears: "Then why..."
"I have never...I'm not a saint, I know." Chizuru Hayawa withdrew his hand, put down Hirota Inuyama, and whispered: "I'm just a coward...I'm afraid that the people around me will do some terrible things because of those negative emotions. I can't accept that result, so I will accept their despair, including you, ninety-nine."
Inuyama Hei was too dull. He never thought that Chizuki Shing knew everything too early. He asked in disbelief: "Since you understand why you still listen to them and do those things? Isn't it scary to take those who believe in you to die?"
"I have seen too many desperate people." Chizuru Yabuki calmed down, and even the black lines and messes on his face became less manic: "For some people, living itself is a kind of pain, in contrast, death is a kind of relief for them... So I said, I am just a coward, and I want to die, just to escape from this world. When a person dies, there is nothing left. I have known this kind of thing from the beginning."
She looked at Hirata Inuyama: "So, instead of living like that, it's better to die here and create a false world of happiness, so that I can feel the value of my existence."
(This chapter ends)