Rentaro was in a trance, and the surrounding space began to retreat rapidly, to a time when nothing had happened.
At this time, he saw Enju who had just been chased by the clerk.
Enju stood at the door of a convenience store, his dirty little face looking hungrily at the products displayed in the store through the glass door and window.
But Enju was just watching from outside the glass, and did not go in to steal anything as the clerk said.
Instead, a wretched, fat man came over and smiled at Enju.
"Little sister, you are hungry!"
Little Enju instinctively took a step back. When the man saw little Enju's movements, the gloom on his face flashed away.
Then he seemed to have thought of something, and took out a few bottles of food similar to eight-treasure porridge from the store, and handed them to Enju.
"Take these and eat them!" After saying that, regardless of Enju's refusal, he handed them to Enju's chest.
Enju didn't yet understand what the man in front of Byakugan was up to, but she was really hungry now, so she instinctively took it into her arms.
However, when Enju was held in his arms, the man's eyes changed instantly.
"Since you accept my food, you must be my pet!"
After saying this, the obese man opened his hands and hugged Enju, with a twisted and perverted look on his face.
Little Enju had never seen such a battle before. He reacted instinctively in an instant and kicked his calf between the man's legs.
The man's face turned pale, he covered his legs and started to cry out in pain, just as everyone in the store looked over with doubtful eyes.
The man endured the pain and looked at little Enju angrily, and yelled directly at everyone.
"This little monster is stealing, don't let her get away!"
The clerk who was in the store at this time did not confirm whether what the man said was true.
After seeing the scarlet eyes of Enju, I called the police without thinking.
Enju Originally wanted to explain, but when he saw the people in the store making vicious accusations, and the security guards patrolling nearby were already walking towards the store.
Seeing that I can no longer explain it.
Little Enju was in a state of panic and instinctively began to escape. Only then did the two shop assistants chase little Enju down the street.
Originally I thought the scene would end here, but the follow-up is still developing. Only this time there are no three mysterious people who came to prevent Enju from being captured.
Little Enju was successfully taken away by the security guards because there was no one to stop him. However, from the perspective of onlookers, Rentaro discovered that the police car did not drive to the police station, but to an abandoned building.
The man wearing glasses took the struggling little Enju out of the car, and the next scene made Rentaro unable to breathe.
Because the two security guards did not hesitate to take out their pistols and pointed them at little Enju. With a sickly smile on their faces, they pulled the trigger.
As the dark space was illuminated by several flashes of Kakkō, Enju twitched and fell to the ground with a large amount of blood flowing, his eyes filled with extreme despair.
"Obviously she didn't do anything, but why, she was the one who died!"
Enju looked at the bystander Rentaro with desperate eyes, as if he was constantly asking why!
Rentaro was driven back by Enju's abyss-like eyes.
The body trembled slightly.
In the end, I couldn't stand the depression anymore, so I yelled and rushed out of the abandoned building.
As soon as the screen changed, Rentaro was holding his pistol and shaking continuously, breathing heavily.
"Now you understand why we killed them, because they didn't deserve to live as human beings!"
After saying that, he ignored Rentaro, whose world view had just been shattered. He looked back and stabbed the man with a broken arm with a knife. He endured the fear and took careful steps step by step, trying to escape from the throat of the security guard here.
The frightened face of the middle-aged man wearing thick glasses instantly became distorted.
His eyes widened as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, his mouth opened wide, and he made a "hissing" sound, just like the sound of wind blowing through a broken window.
One hand was tightly covering his throat, and the knuckles of his fingers were a little white from the excessive exertion.
It could be seen that traces of blood were slowly seeping out from between his fingers, staining his palms and sleeves red.
Despite this, he was still unwilling to fall down like this. His legs kept shaking, trying to support his crumbling body, but in the end he was unable to resist the invasion of the dark force.
As time went by, his eyes gradually lost their luster and slowly, bit by bit, sank into the endless darkness...
Seeing this scene, Rentaro, who was breathing heavily, couldn't help but tremble again.
"That's enough. No matter what, they haven't done anything yet! Why do you kill them like this!"
Arayama couldn't help but smile slightly.
"You mean the child must be dead before you can kill them! Looking at their skilled operation procedures, it is obvious that this is not the first time.
What about the children who happened to be bumped into by us this time but not by us! They are probably dead by now with only their bones left!"
"In your eyes, you are so angry because we killed two beasts. Then these two beasts killed so many innocent children, wouldn't you want to eat their flesh and drink their blood? So what are you angry about at this time?
Or maybe you, like the demons in this city, think those children are not human, or the reason why you are so nice to Enju is just because she can help you in battle, or you just pity her!"
Facing a series of questions from Arayama, Rentaro's eyes fluctuated intensely.
He quickly looked at Enju who was covering his mouth and crying.
"No! That's not the case, I just..."
Rentaro couldn't help but take a step back.
Because the man in front of him seemed to have pierced his last layer of fig leaf, leaving his self-righteous heart riddled with holes.
Because if he really regarded these children as the same people, he shouldn't have stopped Enju from trying to save his former companions just now.
In fact, he understood that Cursed Children would never end well if he was taken away by the security guards.
Because Tokyo Area, Cursed Children died tragically from time to time, but he usually ignored this automatically.
"Rentaro, is what uncle said true?"
At this time Enju wiped away the tears on his cheeks and looked at Rentaro tremblingly.
"Enju, I..."
Rentaro wanted to explain, but looking at Enju's suspicious eyes, he felt a strong tug in his heart.
However, his evasive eyes made Enju's heart gradually sink.
"I understand, Rentaro! It turns out that in Rentaro's eyes, I am just a fighting tool. I have always been looking forward to being Rentaro's wife when I grow up, but now it seems that Rentaro doesn't think so."
"Maybe one day I lose my use value, Rentaro will ruthlessly abandon me! This world is really... ugly and dirty!"
At this moment, the world of expectations that Enju had rebuilt because of Rentaro's kindness to her was completely shattered.
She is Cursed Children, so what can they expect? This world does not belong to them.
After saying that, Enju pulled Arayama's hand with his hand.
"Uncle, let's go, take me to my world!"
Enju suddenly showed a big smile, but this smile looked fake.
Arayama Seeing this scene, his scarlet eyes wavered slightly.
"This child... maybe I shouldn't reveal such a bloody reality to her!"
At this moment, a trace of regret flashed through Arayama's heart.
However, he tightened Enju's little hand, squatted down slightly, and smoothed Enju's somewhat messy hair.
"Children, don't be afraid. It was never you who were wrong, but this society with twisted hearts. You are the real hope of this world! Empire Magic girls in the future."
Enju felt Arayama's sincerity, and the fake smile on his face instantly became unbearable, and tears that were so big in his eyes flowed out little by little.
"Uncle, do we really have hope?"
This is a question that Enju has always wanted to ask, because every time she needs to fight, the people around her will tell her that they are hope.
But will real hope live in the sewers? Will real hope not even have enough food in the stomach? Will real hope be abandoned by others!
She asked herself these questions countless times, but had no answers.