"Do what you think is right."

Kamuko Izuru sat on a bench in the cafe, with his worn-out computer thrown beside him. Because he was too deeply involved with the fragments of despair, the coffee was emitting a thick black breath. He took a sip of the coffee that had long since gone cold, and the bitterness that exploded on his taste buds made him frown slightly.

After the coffee cooled, the mellow aroma was almost gone and it became even more bitter. Although Kamiya Izuru had no appetite and only required nutritional value from food, he would not force himself to drink something he had no interest in.

Putting the coffee cup aside, Kamiya Izuru picked up his mobile phone with one hand and began to casually search for some information that might be useful or not.

Just then, Chiaki Nanami jumped in from the side.

"Hinata-kun!"

Nanami Chiaki said: "I found one of them."

"Where?"

"The suburbs of Tokyo." Nanami Chiaki quickly marked the location on the map on her phone. "That person did cut off communications and even discarded his ID card, but no matter what he did, he would leave traces. I searched through the large amount of messages in the suburbs and found this."

Kamiya Izuru opened the message and found it was a photo. The address of the photo seemed to be a ramen restaurant. Behind the girl taking the selfie was a man wearing a hat with a box next to him.

"Through comparison, it is definitely him." Nanami Chiaki continued: "I followed this clue and basically determined his location."

"Okay." Kamukura Izuru wrote down the address, "I'll go take care of it now."

Nanami Chiaki blinked, "Huh?"

"This feeling..." Nanami Chiaki whispered, "Is it from Kamisama-kun?"

Kamukura Izuru looked at her calmly, "What's the problem?"

"No, I haven't." Nanami Chiaki shook her head. "Um, where did Hinata-kun go?"

"He's thinking of a way." Kamukura Izuru glanced at the time, and answered Nanami Chiaki's questions while operating. He didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with his appearance like this. Of course, compared to Hinata Hajime, he didn't care about other things except that he hated dealing with trivial matters.

Nanami Chiaki nodded, showing her understanding, "Then I'll leave it to Kamizuru-kun."

Yes, she took it pretty well.

Just as she once said, in fact in the original world she realized that Kamuzuru Izuru might not have disappeared, Hinata Hajime was a very good person, both in the past and now, so she could easily distinguish the difference between Kamuzuru Izuru and Hinata Hajime.

Those reports that were suddenly too rational, and those cold glances at the surveillance cameras that would occasionally appear after going deep into the enemy camp.

Those did not belong to Hinata Hajime, but to a man named Kamuzuru Izuru.

Hinata Hajime is worried that the existence of Kamuzuru Izuru will cause unrest in everyone. The desperate remnant's last-ditch counterattack makes everyone anxious. It is a terrifying thing to know that Kamuzuru Izuru, who was once a shady person, still retains his consciousness and even lives next to the future organization.

Therefore, no one would think that what Hinata created was wrong.

Whether it is Nanami or everyone else, they are all waiting for Hinata Hajime to tell them the truth.

In the spiritual world on the other side, Hinata Hajime was sitting beside the Mirror Lake. His posture was very casual, as if he was just sitting there normally. He lowered his head, constantly thinking about how to deal with this piece of despair.

Of course, the dead cannot gain hope, but the Fragment of Despair gains powerful despair power due to the death of its host, so the Fragment of Despair will definitely not be easily untied from Ishimaru Mai.

In other words... this is an unsolvable problem.

"So how can I be considered the future?" Hinata Hajime murmured, "The real future won't be like me, standing still without taking a single step forward."

At this moment, Hinata Hajime suddenly saw a flash of color.

This spiritual space was filled with white, and only the mirror lake could reflect their figures. However, he seemed to have seen a color different from white just now, and that bright red was unmistakable.

Hinata Hajime slowly approached the lake. He squatted at the edge of the Mirror Lake and looked down at the water. The next moment he saw the roses under the mirror.

"Huh?"

Hinata Hajime was stunned for a moment.

He stretched out his hand and dipped his fingers into the cold water. He felt the thorny rose vine and when he took out the flower, the petals were still dripping with water.

However, the flower is still blooming gorgeously, drops of water are falling along my fingertips, and the gorgeous rose is blooming at the best time.

This is the rose in his heart.

"Rose." Hinata Hajime stared at the flower in his hand, "...Love it?"

Hinata Hajime lowered his hands, frowned slightly, and began to think in another direction.

Hope and despair are like a mirror. They can be reversed. Hope can bring deeper despair, and hope in despair will be completely magnified. This is a very strange proposition, but even so, it does not mean that hope and despair themselves will deteriorate.

Hope is still hope.

Love fills Mai Ishimaru's world with hope, but it also plunges her into deeper despair.

But this love itself does not exist just for despair.

"Yes." Hinata Hajime looked at the rose in his hand, his green eyes showing a slight emotion, "No matter how hopeless it is, Mr. Matsushita is hope for Ishimaru Mai."

"He is Mai Ishimaru's unique hope."

…

In the suburbs of Tokyo, Nagata Narukai looked at the glass jar in front of him almost obsessively. The glass jar was very large and filled with formalin. The body of a woman was soaked in the liquid.

No head, no arms or legs, just a body.

The skin was swollen and turned white, the abdomen was flat, and there were crisscrossing knife wounds on the abdomen and heart. The woman was stabbed to death with a random knife, so there are still so many wounds on her skin, which are so obvious even in the formalin solution.

Nagata Narukai looked at the wounds, and his eyes were finally filled with annoyance.

"I told you to be gentle, but those guys were so careless that they hurt Mai's delicate skin. These scars are a sin! They deserve to die!"

Nagata Narumi put his face against the glass and said, "But it doesn't matter, my Mai, I will find a way to repair these wounds. I know you like beauty, and I will make sure you stay here forever beautiful and accompany me. We will grow old together and be buried together."

"I love you. I love you."

Just as he was immersed in it, there was a knock on the door.

The visitor did not seem to be in a hurry. He knocked on the door slowly and steadily, with each knock being of the same strength and duration. Nagata Narukai's heart skipped a beat. He walked out of the bedroom strangely, then came to the door and looked outside through the peephole in the door. However, he did not see anyone.

"Huh?" Nagata Narumi frowned in surprise, "No one?"

Just then, click.

There was the same knock on the door again, and Nagata Narukai was startled. He hurriedly stepped back with fear in his eyes.

Because he suddenly thought of something.

No one knew that he was here. This was a very remote place. Although it was a small town, it had long been deserted. There was no one here at all! He trembled as he picked up a knife from the table next to him, and then walked carefully to the door.

"Is that Mai? Are you here to see me?" Nagata Narukai murmured, "We will be together forever, forever."

He suddenly opened the door and stabbed the knife with all his strength, but it only hit the air. His eyes suddenly widened, he lowered his head and saw a line under his feet. The line was connected to a pillar not far away. Although he didn't know what this thing was, Nagata Narukai knew that this thing was definitely related to the knocking sound just now!

"He's afraid of ghosts but he's willing to stay with corpses."

A strange male voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Nagata Narumi turned his head suddenly, clenched the knife in his hand, his face pale, "Who are you?! It was you who did it just now, right? What is your purpose? Are you here to snatch my Mai? Impossible, Mai is mine, I won't let anyone take it away!"

Kamukura Izuru looked at him calmly, "So, why are you willing to stay with a corpse?"

"That's not a corpse, that's Mai!" Nagata Narumi retorted.

Kamuzuru Izuru dodged the knife that was stabbing at him and pressed the man against the wall. He applied a little force with his fingers, and Nagata Narumi let out a miserable cry. The knife in his hand fell to the concrete floor with a crisp sound. His face and body were covered with dust, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"I won't let you take Mai away!"

So, if possible, Kamijou Izuru didn't want to bother with these people. All he had to do was get the body back.

However, this is a modern society. There are no superpowers and no ghosts. Science is the most normal development.

Nagata Narukai is a person who believes in gods and ghosts. He believes that there are gods and ghosts in this world, and he believes that all ghosts will harm people. He is very afraid of ghosts and corpses. But it is such a person who, together with others, killed Ishimaru Mai and obtained her body parts.

Forget all your fears.

This is obviously not common sense.

"My Mai would do it just to be with me forever, even if she becomes a ghost!" Nagata Narukai roared.

Kamiya Izuru looked at him, his red eyes calm as before, "You killed her."

"That's so we can be together better!"

"You killed her." Kamukura Izuru ignored Nagata Narumi's words and said casually, "After being killed, she turned into a ghost, and she will only come for revenge. You are also afraid, afraid that Ishimaru Mai will turn into a ghost and come for revenge. Yes, she will come."

Nagata Narumi's face turned pale, and he shook his head desperately, "No!"

Letting go of Nagata Narukai's hand, Kamiya Izuru watched him quickly run into the bedroom. After making sure he was in, Kamiya Izuru took out his cell phone.

"Use Nagata Narumi's phone to call the police. Tell them there's a ghost here. Show some fear."

"Okay." Nanami Chiaki responded, "Are you really going to do that? But if you do that, the police will think that the person who called the police has mental problems. After they come here and find the body and investigate, they will naturally think that Nagata Narumi couldn't bear the fact that he killed someone, and surrendered after a mental breakdown."

"It's normal to have hallucinations in this situation."

"As expected of you, God's Throne Lord."

Kamizuru turned and left, "Boring."

"It's not boring." Nanami Chiaki said with a smile: "I actually didn't expect that Kamizuru-kun was really doing this seriously, and he would consciously hide the unscientific part of the despair incident."

"Even the God of God in my memory doesn't seem to consider the consequences."

Kamuzuru Izuru closed the door and pulled the string off the door. He raised his head when he heard what Nanami Chiaki said.

"I'm just making sure that Hyuga Hajime's actions go smoothly."

"Huh?" Nanami Chiaki was stunned for a moment.

Kamizaru Izuru said: "Make sure he can do what he wants."

"Do what you think is right."

"I'll help you pave the way back."