"Teacher Qing, my sister likes your works. If it weren't for her body... she couldn't go out, otherwise she would definitely come to you for signature."

"Teacher Qing, you are so handsome! You don't feel real anymore! It's the type my sister likes."

“…”

"Teacher Qing, are you listening?"

Aoye: "In."

During the process of the book being moved, the ordinary amateur never stopped his mouth.

He was talking nonsense.

And he never leaves his sister.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I knew that the old girl was in control.

"My sister said she likes Luna very much, and said that it would be great if she could be as energetic as Luna."

"She was bullied by her classmates in school two years ago, so she suffered from depression. Thanks to your work, her condition has improved recently!"

Speaking of this, Azaka's tone became much gentler.

A kind of concern and responsibility that belongs to my brother appeared in his eyes.

In a simple sentence, only the parties involved can understand the heaviness behind it.

"Of course, I have seen the works of the other two teachers, and they are all great."

Azai turned his head and said to Yamauchi Ryori and others.

It's just at this time.

I saw the picture of being moved away from the book.

Ishihara Hashi's throat felt dry. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to speak.

Yamauchi Ryori moved his gaze away and felt heavy, as if a big stone was pressing down there in a cowardly manner.

"......What's wrong?"

Even though Azaka looked optimistic and had a rather exaggerated manner, he still keenly noticed the abnormal atmosphere around him and couldn't help asking.

At first, he thought it was his talkative messenger that made the two teachers unhappy, and was about to apologize.

But at this moment, I heard Aoye ask.

"How do you feel now?"

"Um?"

Azhai was still puzzled.

"I feel good!"

As he said that, he raised his hand flexibly and wanted to move his body to prove this to Ao No.

“………Eh?”

Suddenly, a look of astonishment appeared on Azaka's ordinary, unsightly face.

"My legs..."

He supported his upper body with both hands, then turned his head and looked behind him.

The expression was completely stunned.

Just because under the book being moved away, his legs—to be precise, everything below his waist and abdomen—had become something strange.

Like a mixture of blood, muscles, bones....

Flesh and bloody.

The strangest thing is that they are still squirming, as if they have their own lives!

The upper body is intact, while the lower body no longer exists.

But before this, Azhai didn't even notice it at all.

Yamauchi Ryori only felt cold sweat on her back.

A suffocating sense of fear strangled her throat bit by bit.

She couldn't help but think of—

——‘The next one, will it be me?’

"My legs...my legs..."

Aoya murmured constantly, looking at Aoye with a confused and dull look, wanting to get some explanation from him.

"Why, I can't feel my legs."

'well......'

Aoye sighed in his heart again.

While moving the book, he smelled the unusual smell of blood.

But after witnessing this picture with my own eyes, I still felt something outside of disguise.

The vague flesh and blood did not appear to be crushed into that image by the book.

It is similar to the meat pieces that the fat man was smashed after being beaten.

This is like an alternative "corrosion"!

A normal human body will be eroded after touching the alienated flesh and blood, thus becoming this terrifying picture.

The girl-controlled A-Zao obviously accidentally got infected with them and eventually gradually evolved to this point.

Even now, the flesh and blood that were bonded together was still spreading, towards Azhai's upper body.

And extremely fast.

"Am I... going to die?"

Azai opened his mouth and asked Aoye.

Tears were spinning in my eyes, and finally shed in disgrace.

He is not only a girl, but also a chatterbox, but also a crybaby. He knew these things from the beginning.

Aoye was silent.

Yamauchi Ryohi and the others did not answer.

But.

Silence itself is an answer.

"Ah, that's it."

Azhai sighed, but wiped the corners of his eyes hard with his sleeve, trying to wipe away his tears.

"It's so strange, it doesn't hurt at all!"

But his tear glands were really developed, and while wiping, tears kept pouring out.

I wiped it again and again, but I couldn't finish it.

In the end, Azhai had red eyes and a smile that was even worse than crying came out from the corner of his mouth.

"Teacher Qing, can you do me a favor?"

Aoye nodded and said softly: "You said."

Azai groped in his arms for a while and took out a slightly wrinkled book. It was a single-line version issued by Aoye, with Aoye's signature on it.

"Can you help me... give this book to my sister in person?"

"If she could meet Teacher Qing, she would be a little happier, right?"

Azaka said in an uncertain tone.

There was only a deep plea in my eyes.

"Please, Teacher Qing."

Aoye took the thin one from him, but he only felt that it was extremely heavy.

"OK."

He focused on the head.

"That's really...so good."

“That’s great…that’s great…”

Azaka laughed again, still worse than crying.

After just a moment, his eyes dimmed and his expression lost.

The sticky meat sauce occupied his entire body.
To be continued...