Chapter 142: A Maiden in Distress Who Still Falls in Love is Trash
The short young boy was struggling through the dense forest, carrying the injured young girl on his back. Kazumi, however, looked at the blond young man carrying her with a complicated expression.
The situation before could have been considered beyond Kazumi’s original expectations. Reality was always more magical than any novel or movie. An hour ago, Kazumi had never imagined that she would become the target of an enemy organization within the so-called top hero academy in the country.
But that was the reality, and what was even more terrifying was that the other party had no discernible objective, or rather, the fake Kimori Kage they encountered was merely seeking pleasure through killing.
Kazumi considered herself someone who always created advantages through intelligence and thought, both as Su Jun in her past life and as Kazumi Shimizu in this life.
For someone accustomed to thinking with their brain, the most frightening thing was encountering someone like the fake Kimori Kage.
Because you couldn’t analyze any useful information from his words and actions. You could even accidentally be drawn into his frenzied, chaotic thoughts, causing your own thinking to deviate.
Yet, the opponent’s thoughts were exceptionally clear: slaughtering outer students, assassinating the academy teachers who came to rescue, and even directly sealing her right hand when Kazumi prepared to use her abilities. The opponent’s actions and reactions proved that he wasn’t just a simple lunatic. All his actions revolved around a grand objective.
And Kazumi and the others were probably just innocent playthings for their amusement during their leisure time…
Never test human nature, even the closest people. You never know what choice they will make when truly facing life and death.
From the numerous news stories she had seen in her previous life, even biological parents could do such excessive things to their children, let alone ordinary romantic relationships.
In fact, Kazumi was a relatively traditional person when it came to love. Having not dated many girlfriends since childhood, she valued loyalty more.
But the environment always changes everyone subtly, or rather, forces them to adapt to this world.
The volatile society of her previous life made everything, including relationships, as cheap as fast food. Even if you entered with a burning heart, you would quickly be doused by the cold water of reality.
When you decide to dedicate everything to your partner, planning every step of your future life with her, only to receive a casual breakup response like “I liked you before, but I don’t anymore,” the feeling of a dead heart is probably something only those who have experienced it can understand.
When everyone treated this so-called affection with such an attitude, Kazumi, who was full of passion, ended up being assimilated into their ways through constant setbacks. After all, when everyone isn’t serious, the one who is serious is treated as an anomaly…
Therefore, when Kimori Kage spoke those words to Sato Shinichi lying on the ground in that strange tone, Kazumi’s heart sank to the bottom of a lake.
The other party was playing with them out of malicious intent, which could be felt from the strange smile on the slender figure’s face and the frenzied aura filled with malice.
But before absolute power, Kazumi had no room to resist, only able to watch as the other party handed over the dagger named “human nature” to Sato Shinichi on the ground.
At that moment, Kazumi’s heart could only be described as despair. Her abilities were sealed, her actions restricted, and even the possible rescue was killed by the opponent. She herself hadn’t expected that her story in the new world would come to an end so quickly before it could even begin.
Kazumi was also mentally prepared for the young man’s possible actions. Although his usual demeanor and his immediate search for her at this moment showed his deep feelings for her…
However, in the face of life and death, everyone is the same. Even if this trap and method seem clumsy, those trapped in it will still step into it without hesitation, just for a glimmer of hope for survival.
Kazumi was fully prepared, but when she actually saw the young man standing up with the dagger, holding his head down, the young girl’s cold heart couldn’t help but ache, as if something important inside her had been lost.
[It’s just a natural bodily reaction, nothing to worry about. What’s more important now is whether there’s any way to delay.]
Blinking her slightly sore eyes, holding back tears from falling, Kazumi stared intently at the two people before her, trying to find crucial information to break the situation, or rather, wanting to witness the fact she refused to believe with her own eyes?
Humans are like this. Even if they know the inevitable course of events, they can’t help but want to see if any so-called miracles will happen.
But today seemed like Kazumi’s day of suffering. The girl’s pride in her calculations and analysis was shattered, and all her predictions were developing in a strange direction.
Because what she finally saw under Kazumi’s despairing gaze was: the young man with red eyes fiercely stabbed the dagger in his hand into the chest of the Kimori Kage beside him.
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Lying on Sato Shinichi’s back, Kazumi, who had escaped from “Kimori Kage’s” clutches, couldn’t stop replaying the young man’s actions in her mind.
In reality, it was a very ungraceful, even somewhat clumsy movement. However, in Kazumi’s mind, it was as if various powerful filters had been added, making the girl’s cold heart beat uncontrollably.
Feeling the tons of favorability surging through her heart due to the “bridge accident effect,” Kazumi gently rested her burning red cheeks on the young man’s shoulder.
She knew that at this moment, she should be thinking about how to divert potential pursuers, not these strange emotional matters.
But her somewhat broken brain couldn’t spare any time to think about these things. A sweet smile appeared on her dirty little face, and as if she thought of something, she looked at the young man in front of her, then quickly shyly retracted her gaze, staring blankly at the receding trees.
[If we get out of here alive, how am I going to interact with him from now on…]
