"What do you mean he is so self-centered that he turned into Hinata-kun?" Nagito Komaeda grasped the main point of the words very quickly.

"Are you saying that the person in front of me is actually Kamiro-kun?"

Rokudo Mukuro looked at Kamuzuru Izuru with a dangerous look in his eyes, "Who knows? Illusions are real and fake. If you believe it, then it is real. If you don't believe it, then it is fake. It depends on one's heart."

"No, that sounds a bit too abstract, doesn't it?" Komaeda Nagito frowned.

It was also at this time that Kamizuru Izuru, who was not far from Komaeda Nagito, moved. He was very fast and appeared in front of Rokudo Mukuro in a flash. Even though Rokudo Mukuro reacted quickly and wanted to hide in the illusion, he was still predicted by Kamizuru Izuru and was strangled by the neck and pressed against the wall.

But Rokudo Mukuei was not afraid, he even laughed.

"Are you angry because of shame?"

"You are not qualified." Kamijou Izuru's voice was as cold as ever. His red eyes in the gaps between his long black hair seemed like a demon that devoured people's souls, but he just spoke ordinary words in a calm and uneventful voice.

"You're just too ignorant."

Rokudo Mukuro smiled and looked at him.

"I never wanted to fight you. You were just a minor accident in our operation. What happened between us has nothing to do with you. It's really stupid of you to create a powerful enemy for yourself."

"I never think that everyone in this world is a friend." Rokudo Mukuro said with a smile.

Kamuzuru Izuru tightened his grip because Rokudo Mukuro was obviously having difficulty breathing because his neck was being strangled.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the time when he invaded Hinata Hajime's spiritual space and was restrained by Kamijou Izuru in that spiritual space. That person was in this state now, with a pair of cold red eyes, restraining him and stepping on him.

His eyes and aura were more oppressive than any other person Rokudo Mukuro had ever seen.

"You can't kill me." Finally, Rokudo Mukuro could only say in a hoarse voice: "This is only my spiritual body. As long as my physical body is not destroyed, I will not die. What do you think? Do you want to continue?"

After hearing this, Kamukura Izuru just looked at him.

“Don’t be too confident.”

Kamuzuru Izuru just said, "After all, you still have companions."

Rokudo Mukuro's eyes suddenly widened.

Yes, he forgot one thing.

Hinata Hajime and Kamizuru Izuru are different. Even though they are the same person, their personalities are very different. They are completely different. It can even be said that they are not similar at all except for their appearance. Therefore, Hinata Hajime will protect the weak and even help him protect Kakimoto Chigusa and Nagi.

But the Kamizontal Derivatives are not allowed.

If he wanted, he could just ignore Hinata Hajime's wishes and kill everyone.

The human nature of gambling is to believe that the hungry wolf will spit out the fat meat in its mouth.

Rokudo Mukuro frowned hard, gritted his teeth, and after a moment he let out a long breath, as if compromising, "I understand."

"Don't hurt them."

We can't let them go to Hinata Hajime's place. Who knows when something might go wrong with Kamukura Izuru? He is an unstable and dangerous person. When we are around him, we won't have to worry about being hurt by others, but we still have to worry about whether he wants to hurt others.

The indigo flame burned, and the next moment, Nagi fell from the wall. The girl covered her chest with her hands, frowning because of fatigue and pain.

Kamuzuru Izuru loosened his hand, turned around expressionlessly and prepared to leave, but just as he was about to leave through the staircase, he was grabbed by the sleeve by Komaeda Nagito.

"Kami-sama," Nagito Komaeda said, looking as if he was thinking, "Where are you going?"

"Leave."

"Eh?" Nagito Komaeda raised his head and looked at him. "Won't you explain it? I'm really curious about what that person said just now. Could it be that Hyuga-kun really doesn't exist, and the Hyuga-kun in front of us is just Kamizura-kun in disguise?"

"You're even more boring than I thought." Kamukura Izuru's voice was as cold as ever. "You even believe such words. I didn't treat you as a partner just to make you doubt him."

Nagito Komaeda could sense the coldness in Kamukura Izuru's words.

But that's not what this person is like.

The memories of the past have been wiped out, the emotions and interests that are inconvenient have been cleared, leaving only the purest talent and reason, a most perfect talented robot. He disdains to lie, and even more disdains to create anything, and coexists with Hinata Hajime, who is full of humanity.

They are one person and not one person.

Yes, the gap between Hinata Hajime and Kamiza Derushi is so huge that Kamiza Derushi would not bother to pretend to be Hinata Hajime.

Thinking of this, Nagito Komaeda loosened his grip.

The moment Komaeda Nagito loosened his grip, Kamukura Izuru turned around and walked into the corridor.

Nagito Komaeda looked at his back, and at that moment, Rokudo Mukuro's illusion disappeared. Those who were still able to move in the ward were running out in panic. The doctors and nurses tried hard to maintain order, but under extreme fear, those people rushed into the corridor like crazy, wanting to leave.

There were countless screams and cries of fear, people fell down the stairs, and people were trampled.

This place, filled with wounded and sick people, became a real source of disaster.

Until the police found out they could come in, countless police officers rushed in to maintain order.

Nagito Komaeda looked down from the staircase and saw Kamukura Izuru's back. After all, his long black hair was too conspicuous.

He blended into the noisy crowd, and seemed to be completely out of tune with his surroundings. Even the people around him subconsciously kept a distance from him. Just like this, Kamiya Izuru went to the first floor very calmly and passed by the police.

The policeman who was thrown out by Kamukura Izuru stopped in his tracks and turned to look behind him.

"Captain?" The young policeman beside him looked at him puzzledly.

"No, it's okay. I think I saw it wrong." The policeman rubbed his eyes. "That boy had short hair. How did it suddenly grow so long? Forget it. Let's deal with the things inside first. Everyone cheer up! We must not let a stampede happen!"

"learn!"

He arrived downstairs, surrounded by patients running out and their families who wanted to rush in but were persuaded by the police. Kamiya Izuru walked forward with his head down, and no one noticed him.

Kamiya Izuru came to the outside of the hospital. There was a small park not far in front of the hospital, but no one was there to appreciate the scenery. Everyone, including reporters, was paying attention to the situation inside.

He sat on a bench under a big tree, with dead leaves floating down from the sky and landing on his long black hair.

Kamukura Izuru opened his hands, and in his palms lay fragments of white warm light, an irregular shape, something called hope.

[I have to take good care of it from now on.] Hinata Hajime's voice rang out.

[When I first woke up from the New World program, my hair was really long. Although I wanted to keep it, I was worried that this image would scare them, and it would be really troublesome to take care of it, so I finally cut it off.]

Kamuzuru Izuru glanced at his long hair hanging on the bench and said, "Is it a problem?"

[Of course it's troublesome. Hair this long will get tangled easily.] Hinata Sou said helplessly.

【Then cut it off.】

[No, I think I can stay.] Hinata Hajime stretched lazily, [There were too many things to worry about at that time, and the war with the Desperate Remnants was getting more and more tense. It was indeed not suitable, but now, we are far away from the battlefield, so it doesn’t matter.]

【It's up to you.】

Hinata Hajime sat on the ground, with simulated grass beneath him and the endless Mirror Lake in front of him, carrying their memories.

He looked at the mirror lake, with a hint of smile in his emerald eyes, but more of helplessness.

"So, are you worried?"

"Are you worried about whether what happened just now will have an impact on me?"

Kamijuro Izuru didn't say anything, but in fact, Kamijuro Izuru understood Hinata Hajime's thoughts better than anyone else. Those extremely warm things flowed in their blood. This was their common blood and common beliefs, and they would never doubt each other.

"That's great, Izuku, you have something to worry about too."

"Rather than being worried, I see things too clearly." Kamukura Izuru's voice came over, "I'm not worried about you. I'm thinking about the future."

"I've already said that if the future could be predicted and chosen, wouldn't it be too boring?" Hinata Hajime said with a smile, "Whether the essence of Kamuzuru Izuru is Hinata Hajime or Hinata Hajime's essence is Kamuzuru Izuru, it's not important."

"We are who we are, and there is no need to tell who is who."

"We are one."

Kamizuru said: "The future may be more difficult than you think."

"Is it harder than killing each other and having to kill your own companions?"

“Yes, it’s even harder than this.”

"It sounds terrible." Hinata Hajime murmured, "But we have to keep going."

Hinata Hajime stretched out his hand and took Kamizuru Izuru's hand. At the moment when their fingers were intertwined, Kamizuru Izuru seemed to feel the warmth. They had the same scent and the same warmth. From the beginning to the end, they were completely identical except for their feelings and talents.

"Even if it is so difficult, we can face it together." Hinata Hajime didn't say anything like don't worry, he just told Kamijou Izuru.

No matter how difficult the future is, they will be together.

That's enough.

…

When Nagito Komaeda finally proved his identity and left the hospital building, he walked around aimlessly and then saw a familiar person in the small park.

Kamizuru was sitting on a slightly old bench. The dead leaves fell on his body like butterflies. He closed his eyes as if he was asleep. He looked very calm and gentle. Except for his long black hair that could cover the bench, he didn't look like Kamizuru at all.

Maybe Hinata Hajime told them back then: Hinata Hajime and Kamijou Izuru merged, but the fused well was not their personalities.

Rather, it is the mutual influence and fusion of their personalities as two completely opposite people.

Maybe it's not a bad thing.

Komaeda Nagito turned and left, leaving this space to them.

The moment Nagito Komaeda turned around, Kamukura Izuru opened his eyes and looked at Nagito Komaeda's back as he left.

There was a hint of coldness in his red eyes. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at the leaves on the tree.

……never mind.