The original owner's name is also Aoye.

His experience can be said to be a capital letter "女".

His grandfather's generation seemed to have been forced to make a living and smuggled from China to Japan.

Although he was far away in a foreign country, his grandfather still regarded himself as a Chinese and wanted to pass on this as a family motto.

But Aoye's grandfather himself was in a situation where he could only smuggle, and he didn't make any achievements in Japan.

The family has always been difficult.

Aoye's father's generation is even worse.

Unfortunately, I fell seriously ill and owed high debts.

In the end, the disease was not cured, and the father passed away, and the mother chose to swallow medicine and commit suicide.

Only Aoye is left alone.

Before he finished school, he was forced to terminate his studies.

In order to repay the debt, Aoye, who is only good-looking, left, came to the Cowherd shop and met a pretty good boss.

The boss took a fancy to Aoye's potential as a Cowherd, so he temporarily paid the debt for him.

On the other hand, it means that Aoye’s debtor has become this boss.

The original owner's last memory was about sending a female guest to the intersection and was about to get into a taxi...

Then, there is nothing.

After receiving this memory, Aoye was not greatly affected.

He held his chin and stared at the [Mental Patient LV6] on the panel with a little dissatisfaction.

I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!

I released everything from there, and the doctor confirmed that he had signed it, and he was no longer sick!

Maybe it was Aoye's scattered thoughts that really worked. The words on the panel and the [Calm] [Checking Emotions] behind them slowly fade and finally disappear.

Even the final evaluation was only "weak humans".

Aoye nodded with satisfaction and smiled habitually - he should be happy when he encounters happy things, and should smile when he is happy. This is the theorem he forced himself to remember countless times.

The two corpses on the ground were like the men before, with dry skin, as if blood had been sucked dry.

The corpse's eyes widened, and he didn't understand what kind of person they killed until he died.

Aoye has no tendency to hurt others.

On the contrary, his moral level is still above the level.

But since you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed by me!

Aoye looked at the two corpses without any burden and recovered his strength.

"Thanks to my previous experience with Xiaozhuang, otherwise I wouldn't be able to beat you."

Aoye murmured.

I stood up and moved my body, recalling my friend Xiaozhuang in Qingshan Hospital.

Xiaozhuang is a retired J., suffering from post-war psychological syndrome, the type is still severe, and occasionally has a tendency to violence.

Aoye still remembers the three ribs that were broken during training, and the broken calf that was kicked. Later, he lay down for half a month before he could get off the ground, and was locked up for a long time.

The [Basic Fighting Technique LV6] and [LV3 of Cold Weapon Control] on the panel probably came about this.

As time goes by, the people around you still have no tendency to wake up.

In the air, the strange aura mixed with the smell of blood became stronger.

‘It's going to be full?’

Aoye feels like this.

Even though I had never had contact with that kind of thing before, Aoye, from a normal person's perspective, had killed this ceremony. It wasn't it that a certain existence was summoned and hello and left?

Outside the room, a few steps from far to near.

Someone is coming!

A normal man Aoye looked around, put on a black robe of a churchman, and then took off the black robe of another person and hid it in the corner.

Hiding his appearance in the shadow under the hood, Ao No walked out of the room with a flashlight and a knife.

The corridor was also pitch black.

The rain hits the walls, and the sound of leaves continues.

From the other end of the corridor, three or four men in black robes walked in silence, just passing by the door, and saw their companions walking out of the door, and their steps paused slightly.

Aoye nodded to them.

——All have been resolved.

The man in black robe also nodded and expressed his approval.

——Good job!

Silent communication, very tacit understanding.

Afterwards, Aoye followed the team and perfectly integrated into it.

There was almost no sound during the whole process.

As for the bloody smell that continued to emanate from him, no one cared about it, just because they were the same!

A group of men in black robes walked silently, only the light of the flashlight illuminated the road in front of them.

On the floor, there are bright red lines extending all the time, and there are some weird graphics.

And Aoye also roughly figured out the environment he was in.

This is an abandoned school building. I don’t know how many floors it is, but the area is smaller than that of ordinary teaching buildings.

Most of them are actually wooden structures, which emit a damp and musty smell on rainy nights, giving people a shaky feeling whether it is the wall or the floor.

It is not without reason to be abandoned.

Aoye followed the man in black robe and came to a large, spacious classroom.

A dozen believers have been waiting here for a long time.

In the large classroom, the red lines on the ground are even denser, and your mind will suddenly become dizzy after watching it for a long time.

And at the center, a piece of open space was vacant.

The chaotic patterns form a magnificent and weird figure.

Wearing a hood and a black robe, Aoye is mixed in the crowd without any sense of incongruity.

It seems that he should be one of them.

"Just...a good [Flesh] escaped."

The black robe worn by the leader exudes a strong blood color and the smell of blood, which is also the most intense.

He spoke.

Only then did Aoye notice that they were speaking Japanese, but it was the original owner's language memory that played a role.

And [Flesh and Blood] is obviously the name that the believers call people caught.

"Someone ran away?"

Aoye thought, not panic at all.

"Anyway, I can't be talking about it."

The people in black robes were in a little commotion.

"Do we need to catch him back?"

Someone asked.

"No need, the ceremony has gone to the last moment."

“Please our most faithful prayer and welcome His return!”

The tone of the believer leader was extremely fanatical, very similar to a strange uncle Aoye who had seen in Aoyama Hospital.

The uncle always likes to eat in the toilet and shouts before eating, but most of the time he is stopped by the nurse, and he eats it several times.

“Return…Return…”

The people around them recited in unison, and the sound resonated with the air, and the chaotic atmosphere became stronger.

As the leader knelt on the ground and bent down, more than a dozen men in black robes made the same move.

Aoye hurriedly lay down.

The people in the black robes around all put their foreheads on the ground, muttering something in their mouths, extremely focused, and did not notice Aoye's very unstandard posture.
To be continued...