“…”

The mountains, rivers and trees are silent.

The words I shouted out seemed to fall on deaf ears, and the shadow opposite me was broken for a moment and then recovered immediately.

The person becomes both inside and outside the mirror again.

In fact, Helena and Urieto, who had been standing next to him, looked at each other with solemnity in their eyes...

Although the mountains and rivers and trees could not see Helena and the others.

But Helena could hear every word that Shanchuan Yimu and Armin said before.

so…

괗그, no, it has actually become a 그.

Helena and Ulrito ​​frowned.

I have a general understanding of the current situation.

The replicas created in this dark corridor are actually shadows.

So just now in the dark swamp,

The same entity that is about to rise is their shadow.

Since Helena and Urieto escaped from inside, the shadow should have returned to its original position.

But why didn't 괗그 go out like Armin?

The two fell into deep thought...

Finally, a chilling answer was obtained.

The shadow did not return.

They are now in the same space as the shadows...

There is an overlap with the apparent overseas situation.

It's like a two-sided mirror.

Yamakawa and Ichiki should be outside the mirror, but Helena and the others are inside the mirror.

The two are no longer in the same space.

But it’s the same space.

But what is the dark swamp?

Could it be that there is something that restricts the shadow from coming out...

Helena and Urieto had no idea; they were more concerned about how they should get out.

Armin has already set an example, so let's put the shadow back in its place.

But they...

It seems like we have reached a dead end...

“What should we do…”

Helena was feeling a little down.

They didn't have any will-o'-the-wisp, so their situation was a little worse.

Mountains, rivers, and trees can all face their own shadows.

Finally you have a chance to go out.

They now think this is nothing...

Trapped in the world of the mirror, yet not completely trapped.

At the intersection between the makers...

"have no idea."

Ulieto shook his head and leaned forward somewhat powerlessly because his legs were no longer able to move.

There was silence between the two for a while.

"Tell me, can we survive?"

Helena's tone was down.

I didn't expect that I would end up in such a situation just after I rescued my life from the dark swamp.

"have no idea…"

Urieto gave the same answer, but the light of hope had disappeared from his pupils.

" oh."

Helena responded calmly, seemingly still a little emotional.

"Hello."

"what."

"I like you."

Time seems to have stood still.

Urieto's pupils, which had lost their light, focused again.

Across the deep darkness.

Urieto wanted to see Helena's face clearly, to see her expression.

Or...

"Why."

Urieto asked, paused, and added:

"In this situation, it seems there is no good opportunity to confess."

"Why."

This time it was Helena's turn to ask back.

Urieto seemed to have not expected that Helena would kick the ball back again. He was stunned for a moment before he spoke: "Because those who set up flags will die, right?"

Helena burst out laughing:

"Do you think we should set the flag now?"

Urieto nodded, and his eyes dimmed again.

Helena seemed to be affected by the emotion as well and lowered her head.

A moment later he spoke again.

"Are you afraid of death?"

"No."

"Why."

This was the first why Helena asked.

Urieto found it a little funny, even though he was the one who asked her why first.

How come it's the other way around now?

But even so, he still replied:

"Because my family members are all dead, I will die too."

Urieto's tone was a bit complicated, and it was hard to tell whether it was heavy or indifferent.

"Um."

Helena hummed softly.

"Actually, I'm very timid."

"I can be scared to death if I encounter a spider."

This time it was Ulieto's turn to be surprised, because Helena's decisive and ruthless behavior was not the kind that would be frightened half to death by encountering a spider.

"You must be very strange."

"I can kill a companion without hesitation, but before the ghost story game, I would be afraid of a spider."

Helena smiled and imitated Urieto, holding up her hair and letting her golden hair hang down.

"Yes."

Urieto was sincere.

This is the impression he has of me.

Helena who is very good at drying fruits, and Helena who gets scared when she encounters insects.

The two are like two poles that can never come together.

It could never be combined in Urethu's mind.

"Do you drink often?"

"drink."

"Vodka?"

"Um."

"It's a pity that there is none here, otherwise it would be a consolation."

Urieto never had any desire to talk.

He was thinking about how to break through this intersection and get out.

My thoughts gradually drifted away...

"Do you know why I am like this?"

Uriel did not answer her.

Helena said to herself:

"Because my professor assaulted me."

Urieto's expression finally showed some movement, but he opened his mouth and said nothing in the end.

Two people are trapped in a strange story game.

What's the point of saying this?

Silence seems to be the best comfort...

Helena suddenly smiled.

Urieto couldn't tell how he felt.

After coming to the ghost story game.

Everyone seemed to have lost the mood to smile, with only a cold expression on their faces.

Helena seemed like a different person at this moment.

More like a living being.

"Do you know why I like you?"

Helena changed the subject.

"have no idea."

Urieto responded.

Maybe he finally gave up.

The two chatted casually.

Looking at the mountains, rivers and trees not far away that are confronting my shadow.

Everything feels boring.

"In that school, you attracted the crows around me. I can't live without you."

Helena said softly.

Urieto, however, fell silent.

He didn't mean to help, but the crows smelled the blood and rushed over.

Helena, who was standing beside him, suffered the least attack.

This may be God's will.

"I didn't mean it."

Urieto said frankly.

He didn't want Helena to think there was some other reason.

"I know."

Helena's answer was unexpected.

"But you saved me."

Uriel was silent.

"You shouldn't do this."

How can there be love in the world of ghost stories?

How can you talk about love when you are in danger of losing your life every day?

"That shouldn't be the case..."

"We're all going to die, why can't we express our emotions?"

Helena's voice was a little weak.

Ulieto finally sensed something was wrong and pushed his hands forward, trying to get closer.

Helena smiled and touched Uretho's unshaven face.

Urieto's body was trembling.

This hand is very cold, very cold, the remaining warmth has faded away...

Helena's legs broke when she was pulled by the unknown force of the ghost story...

Blood is flowing...

"Hurry up and use the strange meat!"

For the first time, Urieto's tone fluctuated and took on a strong emotional tone.

"It's no use..."

"I leave it to you."

Helena smiled and kissed him...

Helena, death...