Illimitable Until Death

    — Have a dream.

    Dreamed of the cold night of Chilly.

    Dreamed of a white moon.

    Dreamed of dark mountains.

    Dreamed of a feast of blood.

    The teenager stood there.

    The cold wind brought about by the cold nights hurts the skin.

    The darkness brought by the deep mountains takes away the field of vision.

    The soft light brought by the full moon is covered by trees.

    The smell of blood has penetrated the tip of the nose.

    All this, for teenagers, is just daily training.

    Juveniles can only look around.

    There, a wolves that attacked him a few minutes ago were turned into corpse, and one by one was lying in a pool of blood.

    Look closely, juvenile hands are holding a knife tightly.

    On knife's blade, blood is slowly falling.

    Perhaps no one will believe the scene that occurred here.

    Because, then, how do you think it is like a juvenile unilaterally ignoring wild beasts who regard themselves as food.

    Of course, for teenagers, all this seems to be so sparse.

    Even though it was impossible to do this at the beginning, but after years of hard work, the teenager has been able to do all this.

    In the face of such youth, adults praise it like this.

    "You are the most perfect work we have ever done in Clan."

    In the face of such youth, children fear like this.

    "Why can you do this?"

    These praises and fears have been accompanied by the growth of young people and have always surrounded them.

    Then, one day, as a patriarch, Character said a word to such a teenager.

    "From today, you are my son."

    That is, teenagers will become Young Patriarch of this Clan.

    The patriarch, Nanaya Kiri, affirmed the identity of the teenager.

    "You will become the only one in this generation that has inherited the name "Nanaya."

    ————『Nanaya』.

    This is the name of this Clan, and it is also the last name of the Clan patriarch's Character.

    "Your name is called Nanaya Fang Li."

    As a result, Nanya Fang Li was born here.

……

    "Ci~"

    This is the sound of the bus door being opened.

    Listening to this sound, Fang Li slowly opened his eyes and awakened from his dream.

    Rubbing his forehead, Fang Li recalls the dream.

    "It really is a dream that makes me miss… Ah…
”

    In the murmur of Fang Li's, outside the bus, a group of passengers began to pour in.

    Fang Li sat in a back position.

    Some of the passengers in the same vehicle were wearing overalls, some wearing suits and some wearing casual clothes.

    Among them, the most prominent is the high school student wearing a student uniform.

    It was a uniform made of white shirts, blue ties and red jackets.

    The difference is that the boys wear green trousers in the lower half, and the girls wear pleated skirts with black stripes on white background in the lower half to distinguish between men and women.

    Fang Li's body is also wearing a uniform like this.

    Those passengers who got on the bus saw a number of high school students wearing such uniforms, including Fang Li, and they were surprised.

    "Is it like the uniform of the Advanced Nurturing High School?"

    "In other words, are those people who are preparing to enter the first grade?"

    "This is really…"

    The passengers just talked about one after another.

    It can be imagined that the school in which this uniform is located is the place where this degree of discussion can be caused.

    Faced with such discussions, the students in the car had some proud appearances, while others were indifferent.

    For example, sitting in a fraternal love seat like a golden hair juvenile who thinks that the world is the only one who holds his arms and bends his legs to give people complacency and arrogance will close their eyes while humming a song. Disregard these arguments.

    For example, sitting not far in front of Fang Li, with a waterfall like a waterfall smooth black long straight hair, looks like the girl will look at themselves, as if she could not hear these arguments.

    For another example, a girl with a schoolbag and standing with a shoulder-length short hair, look very cute girl is just as happy as such discussion, back with a smile of goodwill.

    There is still one person, it is sitting on Fang Li's side.

    "It seems that the school we attended was quite well received."

    This sentence is said to be sitting on the Fang Li's side, looks handsome, but no sense of presence in the whole body, plus the tone of the plain and not ups and downs, calm eyes and no waves, feeling thrown into the crowd A boy who will not be noticed.

    The other person seems to be talking to Fang Li.

    It would be better to say that from the moment of getting on the train, the other person seems to have been looking for a chance to talk to Fang Li. The result is to give up. Like the unpopular high school student who lacks social competence and wants to make friends, it feels a bit like sympathy.

    Fang Li turned to look at this person.

    "Uh?"

    The other party paused for a moment and shortly afterwards made such a statement.

    "My name is Ayanokouji Kiyotaka."

    As a result, the other party seems to think that they should introduce themselves first, so they reported their names.

    Unfortunately, the tone is still flat and not ups and downs. It feels a bit weakly and without strength. If it really enters the high school class, it is difficult to make friends.

    Fang Li gave each other such an evaluation in mind, and was nodded.

    "Call me Nanaya then it will be alright."

    After all, the two are not yet familiar enough to call each other.

    However, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka seems to be satisfied with this and no longer speaks.

    Fang Li did not deliberately go to talk, but instead set his sights in one direction.

    "I'm sorry, please let, thank you…"

    I saw, in the outside the door of the car, an old lady asked to the people around him and stepped into the car as if she were about to fall like an unstable footstep.

    People look at this scene, but they just look at it and no longer pay attention.

    Including Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

    Only the short hair with shoulder-length, the slightly cute girl came up slightly.

    "Granny, let me help you."

    With a sweet voice and a cute smile, the girl proposed to the old lady.

    Thank you.

    The old woman kept acknowledging.

    The young girl took the old woman on the train.

    In general, at this time, some people should be allowed to seat.

    Everyone can pretend that he has not seen this scene, and has exerted his social humanity to the limit.

    Especially the arrogant teenager who sat on Pokémon even did not open his eyes and still humming a song.

    And the long straight hair girl who was reading a book, such as being able to draw it into the painting, did not even lift her head. She simply ignored this scene.

    Upon seeing this, Fang Li's brow wrinkled with no trace.

    Shortly afterwards , Fang Li silently sighed, got up from his seat and stood quietly next to him.

    This action caused many people in the car to cast their sights on Fang Li's body.

    For example Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

    For example, bishoujo reading book.

    Also supporting the old woman's cute girl, first a glimpse, as if to understand anything, to the Fang Li exhibition smile.

    "Thank you."

    That is really a kind and cheerful smile.

    At least, several high school students on the bus watched and looked at the cute girl and blushed.

    Fang Li did not say anything, only nodded, after giving the seat to the old woman, she stood aside and looked at the scenery outside the window.

    The bus just opened forward.

    In the end, he stopped in front of a school.