Inhuman Vest Alliance

- "Holy Light of Resurrection."

The eight-winged archangel stood in front of the young people. His back was slightly arched, and the corners of his lips were gently curved. Two pairs of slender wings were wrapped around his body.

Flipping the palm of the hand, the fingers spread out and the palm faces upwards. Junpei saw that what was in the angel's hand was a soul distorted by the magic formula of the real person.

That's the 'lock' that used to hold the Padamon, and now it's been taken out of the system warehouse.

The modified body the size of a knuckle, with tiny facial features distorted in pain, did not cry.

As it is gently covered by the glow of the divine resurrection light, the tiny facial features gradually stretch out, no longer painful.

And - all the reformed bodies returned to their original appearance in the holy light of resurrection.

Knotabagi Yuhito saw children, teenagers, and old people.

Some of them were at a loss, unaware of everything that happened, and some with higher spiritual sense gradually collapsed because they remembered everything, and let out hoarse and inhuman voices of painful cries.

There are thousands of sufferings in the world.

But slowly dissolving in the glow, those faces went from suffering to calm, and then from calm to smiling.

The angel reached out to them.

The half face under the steel helmet is extremely cruel to evil, but extremely gentle to ordinary people and good people.

He said—

"Don't cry again this time."

in blessing.

Painful people begin to forget the pain, because it should not belong to the cruelty that should be part of their ordinary life, it is something forced to impose in an unnatural environment.

The curse hurts them, and treats them as toys, as sacrifices, as things that can be played with casually and not cherished.

But that is life, an existence that should not be treated like this... [The Light of Holy Resurrection] is repairing and restoring everything, returning the soul and life to their original form.

Everything returns to nature.

The button of 'Teleport' kept flickering, reflecting the light and darkness of the young soul in the eight-winged angel's body.

But he is smiling... Whether it is the inner 'he' or the outer 'he', he is smiling.

The number of people in the classroom decreased one after another.

They may find themselves walking on the street suddenly, they may find themselves waking up at home, or they may find themselves standing outside the window of a milk tea shop.

Or maybe just walked out of a convenience store.

I just feel as if I have forgotten something, and it seems to have a sense of sight that the scene in front of me has happened before.

And the holy god who accomplished all of this landed on his wings with pure white light on his body.

"Hmm... mixed together." He leaned close to the young man with early cherry hair.

Knotweed was taken aback for a moment...

He heard familiar words, and Mr. Wutiao also said the same sentence.

"Ah, yes." Knotweed looked at the helmet close at hand, a little nervous, "It should be two-faced Su Nuo, but there is no problem, I will be optimistic about him...probably..."

"Yeah, I believe in you." God stroked the young man's hair very gently, and the angel's palm felt dry and warm, and gently fell on the top of the knotweed's cherry-colored hair.

Although the eyes under the helmet cannot be seen, it is not difficult to detect the existence of 'gaze'.

The angel gazed, young his whole life.

The palm slid down the young man's temples, and the fingertips lightly rested on the end of the eyes of the knotweed.

"Kumizhang Youren." When he called like this, his voice was distant and slightly ethereal, like a visitor from outside the territory.

"Yes!" The child born on the vernal equinox showed a bright smile, "Shunping is right! You are not a curse, but his friend! You are like a miracle!"

Yoshino Junpei's expression flickered slightly, revealing his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked at the holy angel beast, with a slight pain in his eyes.

But when Sheng Yan cast his gaze, he lowered his eyes and staggered his eyes.Junpei looked at the beast's feet.

The feathers there are plain white, and the glow is dazzling.

Knotweed saw him smiling slowly and raised the corners of his lips.

In that smile, there was a dull tingling sensation under the corners of the eyes.

It seems that something has been separated and pulled out, and there seems to be some distant light that exists in the ancient holy gods.

Thinking about it, telling it - the holy resurrection.

"Next time, don't eat indiscriminately."

The wings fluttered slightly, rubbing against the end of the eyes of Polygonum cuspidatum, the boy closed his eyes slightly due to the slightly itchy touch, and heard the sound of a beast.

"The scar at the corner of the eye can't be restored, but the part that doesn't belong to you... just peel it off first."

The palm sank, and the knotweed saw a finger placed in his palm.Dry, with finely divided appendages on the roots.

That was Su Nuo's finger.

It was once sealed in a rune sticker, and then it was stripped from the seal, and swallowed by him because of an emergency... the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

"Knotweed Yourren." He called again, and asked the young man's bright eyes, "Do you like the current world?"

The boy seemed to hear the bell ringing, and flew out together with the white dove in the church.Shake down the holy down feathers.

"Will you feel happy?"

Everything outside the window seems vast, and at this moment, it is like stepping out of the universe and going out of the world.Children born on the vernal equinox look out the window at the four seasons and at the stars.

"It will... live a long life."

From then on, all freedom, no longer bound.The young man being questioned, at this moment, heard the moment that something seemed to shatter in the dark...truly and clearly.

But what followed was not danger, but lightness. It seemed that no matter what he wanted to do from now on... it was all possible and allowed.

"I like this world and never feel unhappy."

"Well, one hundred years old... I will work hard." The child with spring-colored hair showed confusion in his eyes, but he tried his best to smile.

"So... can we see you again?"

A child born in spring, just like the smile of spring, soothes the soul of the beast.

Katsuhiko thought.In this way... there will be nothing to regret, and there will be no more pain.

It's all worth it.

at the same time……

This time, the scene in Junpei's field of vision gradually became clear. In the pure white glare, it was the body of the holy angel beast that melted naked from the soles of its feet, and now it reached its ankles.

Snow-white brilliance melts away.

Time seems to be becoming urgent, but also stretched infinitely.

Young people feel that it seems that for the rest of their lives, they will never experience a more difficult time than this moment.

The long and short pain, happiness, and the urge to cry are all intertwined into the current sadness.

——"Shun Ping Shun Ping."

The boy heard the ethereal and clear voice of the 'angel', but his tone was still childish and laughing like a child.

"Ask!" He said.

"These days when I'm not here, have you adhered to Teacher Saitama's exercise method!"

"No." The boy lowered his head, as if he wanted to curl himself up, "I'm sorry."

He saw the beast's knees melting like snow.

"I knew it!" Katsuhiko Beeped loudly, and began to point fingers at Junping: "If you don't persist, it won't work. Even Mr. Saitama has persisted for three years before he has one. Superman's strength!"

"Who is to blame for this..." Junpei cried ugly, "I have been waiting for you to come back."

"So I'm back!" The beast smiled with one hand on his hip, while the other hand reached out to the child he had chosen, "Will you not give me a hug?"

Hug, rub, hold high.

——We are good friends forever.

What is Digimon?

Digimon is my snack and you share half of it. You can do anything together.

You protected me, and I will protect you too.

Yoshino Junpei rushed towards the increasingly intense and blazing light in front of him, he knew that the other party would definitely catch him.

The boy falls under the wings of angels.

The light under their feet is white, like a long road stretched out by star souls.

"Thank you, Junpei."

The beast smiled and thanked the boy.

Under them, the path formed by the pure white light is like white snow under the sun, which melts cleanly and can go beyond time.

Wings flock the youngsters.

"The snacks are delicious, and so are the snacks made by my mother." Under the broad mind of Angel Wei'an, it seems that he can still see the appearance of a beast with a childish voice.

"Falling together and waking up together the next day, this feeling is very similar to the legendary co-sleeping..."

Katsuhiko Ehara wants to eat snacks, eat jelly, and go to the movies... So, Katsuhiko Ehara is willing to give his life for Yoshino Junpei again.

That's all right.

because……

"It was Junpei who taught me a lot." He smiled like this, "Facing evil, we must bravely resist."

Face it bravely and hold on to hope.

A person who is not wrong can always hold his head upright and upright.

"Shunpei will be bullied because he resisted the bully, right?" 'Angel' stroked the top of Junpei's hair, touching and stroking like the current height difference between the two, "Because at that time Junpei's bravery attracted me, and I saw you who still don't despair even in the face of such things."

Perhaps Yoshino Junpei was not a child chosen by the Digital World.

But firm choices like the present...are real too.

"Can we... see each other again?" Junping asked the same words as Knotweed.

"Yeah! You can!" The beast replied with a bright smile, "If you want to, then you can."

——For you and me who are so sincere and hot.

The beast smiles in the wind, melts in the light, and melts into the shadows of the night.There seemed to be a lingering laugh.

From the waist and abdomen, to the shoulders, and finally the wings.

——There is only a smile left, and even if it disappears, it is still a firm smile.

This was the last thing Xia Youjie saw when he arrived.

He seemed to have missed his youthful dream again, but he didn't seem to miss it completely.

Already young, 28-year-old Xia Youjie.

He stepped on the window sill, stepped on the fragments of glass, and stretched out his hand to the pure white afterglow.

The insubstantial feathers passed through his fingertips, scattered into beams of light, and then melted into the night.

Gojo Satoru's voice came from outside the window, it was inaudible, as if everything was far away.

The beast in the light did not speak, but smiled at them one last time.

——"You have grown up."

The voice of the soul is transmitted.

[Very good]

But Xia Youjie saw beyond that smile.

Different from the clear outline ten years ago, the soul of 'Jiang Yuan' is no longer a human teenager who cannot see clearly, but has become more blurred and hidden in the strong light...

Or has melted into a part of the light, and the mass of that soul has diminished.Not as high as it used to be.

We are growing up.

You're getting smaller... growing in reverse until you disappear.

The young man's fingers gathered under the wide sleeves were clenched tightly, showing bluish and white marks.

The holy angel beast disappeared or left.

There are no more traces of beasts here, only scattered feathers falling from the sky, and the last remnants gather and turn into light, becoming the only pure white, lightly falling in front of Junping's eyes.

Like a leaf boat, like a fairytale fantasy.

The young man raised his hand and picked up the last feather.

This scene is very similar to a certain day that existed ten years ago, when the black-haired boy with ball head picked up the paper that changed the technology of the world among the scattered rococo dresses.

"Put it away." Xia Youjie said to Shunping, "That's what he left for you. You may not be able to figure it out now, but it will definitely be useful in the future."

"Ah, um." The boy with gentle facial features answered in a dazed state, seeming to understand, but also not seeming to.

"Do you want to enroll in a high school, Yoshino Junpei." The young teacher smiled warmly, "I have read your file and heard about you from Knotweed, maybe this world is more important to you. Good choice."

"Uh..." The boy replied in silence.

[go]

The boy seemed to be awakened by a certain sound.

He suddenly raised his head and looked out the window, falling into the pupils of the six-eyed son, which was as blue as the sea of ​​stars in the universe, and seemed to see the moonlight tonight in it.

A teenager who was bullied.

Finally went to the side that won't be bullied and can understand him.

The young man with white hair and blue eyes stepped on the moonlight to the young man's side, stepped on the sky, and smiled freely at the corner of his lips.

Gojo Satoru took Su Nuo's finger from the knotweed stick, flicked the student's eyebrows lightly, and rubbed Shunpei's soft hair.

Then, as if marveled at the feel, he touched and touched.

It is a beast that is missed by boys who have not yet grown up, and those who have become young people.

Returning to the sea of ​​stars at this moment, and watching everything from the end of cosmic time.Katsuhiko sees the entire universe, all time and space, the finite past and the infinite future——

Time is the end of [Yu Zhe].

The silver-haired boy condensed the spell with his fingertips, but he raised and lowered his hand... He raised his hand and hooked his classmate's shoulder, and the boy and girl walked into the future, with fashionable internet celebrity sweets in their hands.

Now he hangs high in the sky, tramples the world under his feet and looks at the world from afar.

—they were in high spirits.