Paru stiffened. She recalled that she had indeed admitted it directly in Riru Park. So now she has to face her teacher with a different identity - a teammate. It was not because she was annoyed or hated this identity, but it was true that she was not used to it. A person she called by [Teacher] now has to change to another name, it's a disaster like...             "Call me Kakashi if you want. Don't call me teacher, he's getting old." Silver crossed his arms and lifted his chin. Just hearing her and Porco call him teacher made me feel ten years older.             At this point, teacher... ah, you're still acting like a young man, Kakashi?             Paru took a deep breath to get used to the new calling:   &

Once the sky, but no longer exists. Used to be the world but no longer exists. Dark, now in the midst of that murky space, there is a lonely green-haired girl who is currently locked in an ice lake. Like a stone. Like a speck of dust. Like ashes. The girl was just, simply, staying at the glacial lake. She became part of nature, became part of the world, without resistance, without inversion, without interference, just like the name of nothingness that settled within, just quietly drifted by. floating. Because no one could see her figure, so the person who could hear her voice didn't exist at all. No------- However, she also did not remember clearly whether she had ever held a grudge against that. A little bit of loneliness too. Every little bit of anxiety too. So does a flash of impatience. No. It's not just that. So is enjoyment, so is joy. Even love is no different. Anything is the same, the inner she has been sealed, which no longer keeps what was there. But, t

A scene "carrying a dog" appears: The buildings were cracked in half, the stream was dyed black...... (because that scene was too "fanciful"). Looming above the child do not wear 2 silhouettes. It was Shade standing proudly accompanied by staggers and Rein indomitable and about to faint. Rein stood there, Shade stood there too, but no one fired another bullet. The atmosphere became eerily silent. And in the end, the one who fell first was Rein. Shade became the winner in this "violent to brutal game". . Suddenly Rein felt pain in his leg. She couldn't get up. Her legs suddenly turned into tails. During the battle, the galactic scarf was torn to pieces. It was no longer intact to give Rein legs...... "Are you a real mermaid?" Shade exclaimed, looking at Rein with wistful eyes. Yoshiko ran back. Anticipating the situation, she blew once more at the blue tail. It has turned back into legs. Rein fainted painfully from exhaustion...... Hungry. Shade was silent, not knowi

Luckily, Circe doesn't own both. Dylan couldn't imagine what she would be like if she had free time to read books. “I read books because books have knowledge that I need to absorb. How can a muscular brain like you understand?" Dylan gave her a scornful look, if a magician could read a book, it would have to be a scripture, or at most a magic book. No one reads love books and then goes on the pretext of reading to improve knowledge. "And you? Just got back from the market right? Your body hasn't recovered yet, has it gone to places like that?" “I know myself how I am.” - Dylan asked with a tired face: "And what about you?" Dylan didn't ask politely, he really cared about Circe. Even though he pretended not to care, he knew there was something wrong with what she was wearing. Crice's style of dress must be said to be strange. It's been out of the weird for a long time now. Rarely seeing her wearing the same color, Crice is currently wearing a purple dress. It is worth mentioning

Brawen had been dragged down for a long time, maybe about 4-5 days or so, he had fallen asleep a few times, and every time he had nightmares, now it was more intense.  The corpse became more ferocious than he expected, its stitched eyes and mouth gradually opened and it spoke louder.  "Brawen… you will be mine… na…!"  "I feel… so happy…"  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!"  The Witches and Dark Wizards brought Brawen to their headquarters, the Jetta River.  The first thing they did to him was break his knuckles.  He was tortured by them, all sorts of Magic tried him, they broke him, both mentally and physically.  Every day, night after night.  The weaving shuttle is incomparable to the time Brawen has passed.  Slow and painful at first, but when he got used to it, Brawen felt nothing.  As a result, the Wizards' contact with him was reduced.