"A safe place?" Riho Aragaki murmured.

In today's world, is there any place for the Cursed Son?

Next, Chu Xin learned through questions and answers that she and Scar Man both belonged to a private security company in Osaka and had been working for a year and a half.

She has not been getting along harmoniously with the profit-seeking and selfish Scar Man.

Outside, he is the starter of combat tools, doing all the dirty and dangerous work.

At home, she is a hard-working nanny who doesn't even have a dedicated bedroom and can only sleep on an old mattress in the utility room.

But Riho Aragaki has long been accustomed to this kind of setting that everyone hates, and has no complaints about the current situation, because it is better than being frightened in the outer area and eating this meal without finishing the meal.

If you die in battle, in the words of the instructor back then, it is your destined fate.

Gugu~

Chu Xin took out a pack of energy bars stored in the spacecraft and handed it to Riho Aragaki.

Riho Aragaki took it obediently, opened the box and took a bite.

This thing is an emergency ration for the Predator. It can be eaten by humans, but the taste is not guaranteed to be delicious.

However, she did not reveal the slightest bit of discomfort or rejection. In her early years, she was used to eating expired food, roasted rats, and roasted bugs, which had already raised the upper limit of her acceptance.

"Thanks."

She looked at the tall figure wrapped in silver and black armor, and her inner defenses weakened a bit.

The iron-blooded spaceship moved forward without revealing any trace of its body no matter the thunderstorm or wind and rain.

The two stopped talking to each other, Chu Xin remained silent, his whole body exuded a cold and evil aura, and it was clear at a glance that he was not a good person.

But Riho Aragaki had an intuition. Whether it was a suspected level 5 gastrea or at this moment, this mysterious man did not seem to be a bad guy in the absolute sense.

Moreover, there is an aura lingering around him, and being with him makes me feel inexplicably at ease, as if he will support me even if the sky falls.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look forward to the safe place Chu Xin mentioned.

Warm lights, kind and friendly friends, beautiful and well-fitting clothes, hot toast and milk...all the good things that had been peeped on TV and in shop windows came to mind.

Gradually, Aragaki Riho's numb eyes glowed with a faint light.

It's like a devastated depressed patient who suddenly has hope for tomorrow.

In fact, Chu Xin, who was silent, was also thinking about this issue and how to properly deploy task 1.

He can be a bad guy unscrupulously, but once he decides to do a good thing, he must follow through. This is the weight that must be borne by the name of a good guy.

"We're almost there."

Chu Xin woke up Riho Aragaki who was sleeping.

Whoosh!

The spacecraft passed a stone monument at high speed.

The soldiers stationed on the stone tablet were not aware of it and were still chatting.

"Where is this?" Riho Aragaki asked.

"Tokyo area." Chu Xin replied calmly.

Continuing past a forest, they came to the sky above an abandoned city.

This is the outer area of ​​Tokyo.

The spaceship descends and reveals itself.

The two walked out and the spacecraft took back.

Riho Aragaki was very curious, but she, who was always taciturn, chose to keep her mouth shut as always.

The principle of "don't ask, don't tell, just obey orders and just fight" is deeply rooted in her instincts. Most initiates are in the same situation as her and eventually die in silence.

"This is an advanced space technology. Have you seen Doraemon?" Chu Xin said bluntly.

"I've seen it a little bit, and it can hold a lot of things in its belly." Riho Aragaki thought to herself that this was the case, and at the same time she felt a little palpitating.

Because no one had ever taken the initiative to explain anything to her, just like a soldier would not grieve for the sacrifice of a bullet before shooting.

She doesn't care about the thing itself, but feels happy because of "sharing" and "identification".

In short, Riho Aragaki realized that Chu Xin was treating her as a human being, not a mass-produced expendable humanoid weapon.

"Thank you." She whispered.

Chu Xin didn't seem to hear her and led her into the deserted city.

The sky is getting dark, and the bright stars are twinkling in the night.

The two stopped on a half-collapsed high-rise building and looked across the river.

The bridge connecting the two sides was artificially blasted, and a dog-gnawed wall was built on this side.

Although we are under the same night sky, the place is lifeless, but across the river there are many tall buildings, brightly lit, and the dazzling spotlights illuminate the sky in colorful colors.

The strong contrast instantly silenced Riho Aragaki.

"There is a sound." She suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed to the river bank.

Chu Xin naturally heard it too.

"Eliminating harm for the people~"

…

Wow~

The sparkling river flowed slowly, reflecting several elongated figures.

An old speedboat was parked beside the stone beach, and the wall not far away collapsed, creating an accessible gap.

On a river bank overgrown with weeds, five young men of seventeen or eighteen years old gathered together, making disgusting laughter.

They dyed their hair colorfully and wore fancy shirts and coats.

An old-school gangster from Shinjuku who calls himself New Age Yakuza.

The things you can do have nothing to do with the serious underworld.

Among them, a little girl of five or six years old fell down.

Dirty face, torn hair, tattered white skirt, and a pair of dark red pupils.

There were several overlapping shoe sole marks on her white and tender arms. Even so, she just lowered her voice and sobbed.

She was afraid that her friends would be bullied if they were attracted, and she also knew that these people would leave when they found it boring.

In fact, this is not the first time they have come here to have fun.

Many such people will come to the outer areas, searching for valuable items that may be in abandoned houses, and looking for Cursed Sons to play and bully.

Of course, this kind of thing can only be done by young and energetic young people, and ordinary people will not take the initiative to contact him before it is too late to dislike him.

"Even if you kill these guys, it's not a crime."

"Although they are not human, no one seems to have said that, right?"

"Don't worry, I heard a few police officers chatting before, guess what they said."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't show off, kid!" the boss Hongmao scolded.

"Yes, they said, when will they secretly kill a few cursed sons to eliminate harm to the people!"

As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned, and then the corners of their mouths raised.

To the little girl on the ground, this was no different from the evil smile.

Hong Mao touched his chin, "So, what we are doing now is actually to eliminate harm for the people."

When a wrong thing is justified, murderous intentions will arise.

The five people all turned their attention to their feet.

"Woo~"

Feeling the different atmosphere of being beaten than in the past, the little girl's tears couldn't stop rolling down.

Red Hair licked the corner of his mouth and took out a folding knife from his bag.

"Don't do this, their blood is poisonous and I don't want to be infected," someone reminded me.

"Yes," Hongmao looked at the river, "I heard that the cursed child can regenerate. How long will it take for her to die if she is thrown into the water?"

"I come!"

At this time, the shady boy who had been silent until now grabbed the folding knife and thrust it straight into the little girl's shoulder.

As expected of a cursed child, the blade was like being pierced into rubber, breaking directly after being immersed in it halfway.

The little girl had not learned how to use her own power, so she was unable to completely defend against ordinary weapons. Blood flowed for a while, staining her white dress red.

"If it hadn't been for you gastrea animals, my parents would not have died, and I would still be living a rich life!"
To be continued...