When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

When Yong Ye stared blankly at the ceiling, the girl who buried her face in his chest suddenly made a dull voice.

"...It doesn't matter if I'm not a hero, it doesn't matter if I'm selfish...I found out, I really...uh...ah!...I..."

Halfway through the words, Wuming suddenly released the hand that was holding Yong Ye tightly and covered his neck in pain.

At this moment, the heart on her chest was emitting a strong light, even through the cover of her clothes, it was particularly eye-catching in this dim room with only moonlight.

"Uh...ah...I...want to become..."

"It won't change, just a little blood at this time..."

"No...no way!"

When Yong Ye stretched out his hand to the samurai sword beside the bed, Wuming exclaimed and pressed his hand down.

"You can't bleed any more! You're going to die! Do you want to die?!"

Covering her neck, a girl with a crimson eye and a lava-like pattern appeared on her left and right cheeks, yelling angrily.

"...Then why are you angry? I know my own body. Don't look at me like this. In fact, I'm quite a bit of a loser. Although I bleed a little bit, it's not a big deal even if I bleed a little more."

For Wuming's anger, she understands that she is caring about her body, so Yongye is not angry, but just smiled and shook her head, and put a hand on Wuming's short hair and gently stroked it, like a little wild cat to comfort the restless He comforted the girl who felt a little rebellious.

His other hand, disregarding the paleness of his face, once again grabbed towards the blade on the side.

"Accept the kindness of adults honestly. I rarely treat people so well, but it's just a little blood. I don't care. What do you care?"

"—I!...I like you! How could I not care about your affairs?"

Wuming patted off Yongye's hand that was touching her head. In this calm night, there was no romantic atmosphere at all. When the virus broke out because Tiantiao Mima deliberately restricted her blood supply, she put herself on the ground. I blurted out what I wanted to say during the fireworks display during the Tanabata Festival.

Then, when the voice fell, the room fell into a silence full of oppression.

"..."

Yong Ye looked at the front of him dumbly, and after he recovered, he lowered his head in a panic, with an embarrassed appearance, he didn't dare to look at his girl at all.

This girl who has a bad personality because of her age, but has an impeccable appearance, has big eyes and pale pink lips. Her cute face is still young, but the two red cheeks on her left and right cheeks are still young. The lines have brought her a fascinating and dangerous charm.

Yong Ye is not stupid, even if his emotional intelligence in this regard is lower than average, he can know that the love that Wuming said at this time must be different from the love he said at the gate of this fortress at that time.

So, he began to be distressed, or... he had a headache.

...

Anonymous is very beautiful, or rather cute, if it is charm, it is impossible not to.

But... no matter how you say it, no matter how well it develops, it cannot hide a fact.

This kid is only twelve years old!

Confessed by a twelve-year-old child, this...

Mixed feelings.

Yong Ye's mood is quite complicated.

For the first time in my life, I was confessed to a twelve-year-old child.

"...that? How should I answer?"

"Yes, I'm sorry! Please don't take it to heart when I say something strange, I'm just saying... ah, ah, I'm talking about a normal liking in that kind of thing... Sure enough, it would feel weird, right? I like something all of a sudden... …”

Recovering from the astonishing words he blurted out, Wuming spoke quickly and chaotically as if he wanted to cover up what he said earlier, and quickly stood up to distance himself from Yongye on the bed.

"Don't misunderstand me! If you misunderstand me, I will be very troubled! Very, very, very—very troubled!!"

The side effects of the Kabane virus receded temporarily, and the face of Wuming, who returned to normal, was flushed, and in shame and anger, he loudly denied the meaning of his previous words to Yongye.

"...I think I probably didn't misunderstand, you..."

With a wry smile, Yong Ye didn't know what to say to this girl who suddenly became so shy.

"Misunderstood!"

"Do not……"

"Misunderstood!!"

"...Well, although I haven't said anything yet, it's just a misunderstanding."

In order to avoid this resolute refusal to admit, the girl who has become angry and completely infuriated, inflicted some secondary damage on him, Yong Ye rationally stopped angering him and nodded in agreement.

When his words fell, Wuming didn't know what to say, but stood aside awkwardly, and the room fell into a strange silence again.

"none……"

"—I'll go get you something to eat! You just lie there and don't move! I'll be right back!"

Without even waiting for Yong Ye to finish speaking his name, Wuming was like jumping up, interrupting him quickly, and jumping out of the window quickly.

"..."

Silently looking at the stars outside the window, Yong Ye just thought silently for a while, and after not thinking of a decent answer, he reluctantly got up and sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate again to heal his injuries.

The cabin was pitch-dark, and the surroundings were completely silent. Kabane's voice did not exist, nor did the human voice exist. When he suppressed his breathing, there was no sound except the wind, as if he was in a deserted wilderness. among.

Except for the dim moonlight, it was pitch black all around, and the silence was terrifying.

The people outside were all dead, all the civilians were killed, Kabane was also killed, and the samurai were probably evacuated. Even if the people of the hunting party did not leave, they would not be forced to move under normal circumstances in this inconvenient night. , but will now stay in Kecheng.

Outside the city, Kabane, who was closest to the fortress, was brought in and all died. This empty fortress was safe for a short time before Kabane, which was farther around, arrived.

Just like that, when he recovered from meditation, Wuming had also returned.

Wuming, who didn't do anything, seemed to have a heavy heart when he came back, but he was just sitting on the ground beside the bed, just like when Yong Ye woke up before, with his elbows on the bed. He rested his chin in his hands and stared at him intently.

"I know that you won't lie down honestly, and you still meditate on kendo even at this time. How obsessed with kendo are you?"

The mental state has generally returned to normal, Anonymous, and she looked helpless towards Yong Ye on the bed. Obviously, she mistook Yong Ye's meditation for ordinary kendo meditation.

"...this is necessary for self-preservation."

"Really? ... Here you go, Apple."

Nodding, Wuming didn't pay much attention to this answer, which was almost a commonplace answer, and took out an apple from the basket dedicated to fruit and handed it to Yongye.

Since there are not many things that can be eaten directly in this era, fruit is the easiest one to find, so all she brings back is fruit.