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Kazuya looked over,

In the sea of fire, the little girl who had fallen to the ground pushed the man who was pressed under the wreckage. She was young, helpless, and desperate.

He exerted strength under his feet,

Enduring the pain of being licked by the flames, he passed through the sea of fire and squatted down beside the little girl. He probed the man's nose and sniffed. It was completely gone.

An inexplicable sadness arose in his heart. He endured the sadness because there were still people who needed him.

"Are you okay?" He took off his coat and covered the girl with it. He reached out his hands to hug the girl.

The little girl shook her head,

She held the man's hand,

She gave Kazuya a soft smile. "Big Brother was so handsome when he passed through the sea of fire just now,

Super cool!

Like a hero! "

Kazuya's hands paused,

He pulled out a smile. "Thank you."

He..,

Was just an ordinary high school student.

"Big Brother, can you help me move the stone slab away?" The little girl's gaze and tone were pleading.

"... Okay."

Kazuya stood up,

He exerted all his strength.

He finally moved the stone slab away,

The part of the man's body that was pressed down had already turned into meat paste.

He subconsciously covered the girl's eyes,

Very soon..,

A wet feeling came from his palm,

As well as a whimper.

The sound of a rumbling explosion came from the sky,

Someone was fighting with a strange creature. Kazuya pursed his lips. As an ordinary person, he couldn't fight with that kind of monster, so he could only do what he could.

"Don't cry, I'll take you away..." Kazuya hugged the girl and wanted to take her away by force.

The little girl sniffed and said in a choked voice, "I don't want to go. Big Brother, you go. I'll stay here."

Her mother was gone, her father was gone, and that strange and desperate monster in the sky... where could she escape to?

After saying that, she pushed Kazuya away forcefully and grabbed the man's hand with both hands. "Daddy's hand is so cold... Nainai will warm it for you."

She turned to look at Kazuya. "Big Brother's hair and eyes are very beautiful and warm..."

"Ah... I suddenly feel that the surroundings are not hot at all."

Boom —

A huge stone slab fell from the sky and hit the girl, pressing her down.

"…"

Kazuya crawled forward. Red and white things shot out from the bottom of the stone slab. The girl was crushed to the point that she could not be any worse.

A gust of wind with the smell of blood blew over. He lowered his head and allowed his tears to fall. The little girl did not let go of her father's hand even when she died.

Kazuya wiped his tears with his arm, stood up, and walked out of the sea of fire.

"What … It's still hot, super hot."

Relying on his senses, he found his sister.

At this time, the pink-haired girl's body was almost transparent and was about to disappear. He hurriedly ran over, stumbling and almost falling.

Kazuya opened his mouth, but no words came out. He knelt down on one knee and stretched out his hands towards the girl who was about to disappear.

"Big Brother … don't cry."

A gentle smile appeared on her face as she reached out to wipe away the tears on the boy's face. "I'm already very satisfied to be able to see Big Brother again before I leave … I'll leave Dad, Mom, and Little Brother in your care."

After saying that, the girl turned into specks of light and flew into the sky.

The sky became bright, and the sun's rays once again shone on the earth. The wreckage on the ground told everyone what had happened here.

The boy who lived to sixteen finally could not help but cry. He was not a hero, he was a piece of trash. He could not do anything, and he could not save anyone.

The images stopped here, and then continued to play from when he went to save the girl. In this space, there were images and voices everywhere. Even if he closed his eyes and covered his ears, the images would still appear in front of him.

In the end, Takeshi Yamamoto became numb. He listened to the voices and watched the images expressionlessly.

— Avu, I want to protect you.

Yamamoto Takeshi was taken aback. He stood up and took a step forward. He extended his fist and smashed it down forcefully.

He saw Tsunayoshi Shinoda's face full of trust and determination. He had regained control of his body.

Then, he was locked in again. The images continued to play, and the crack disappeared as if it had never appeared.

"Bones of the Six Paths …" Yamamoto Takeshi muttered to himself. Then, with a resolute expression, he reached out and hammered the image in front of him with even more force than before. "When I get out, I'll definitely pull out all your hair!"

— I want to protect you too, Ah Gang!

Bang!

The space completely shattered. Takeshi Yamamoto regained control of his body.

What happened after that was self-evident. He adjusted the trajectory of the sword and stabbed himself, not letting the sword hurt Tsunayoshi Shinoda at all.

The world fell into darkness again. Takeshi Yamamoto felt himself being carefully moved. His wound was simply bandaged. Even so, he was still stimulated by the pain and could not pass out. Even if he fainted, it was only a faint one. It was really torturous.

He moved his fingers and slowly opened his eyes. At a glance, he saw Reborn who had finished bandaging his wound.

"Thank you," he said softly.

"Old Driver, how does it feel to fail?"

Reborn glanced at him and looked at Tsunayoshi Shinoda. "Watch carefully and see how Foolish Principles grow."

Takeshi Yamamoto sighed. "… Okay."

As a result, it affected his wound, but he endured it and did not make a sound.

Reborn glanced at him again and clicked his tongue. The bandage that had just been bandaged was already stained red.

Each and every one of them was really giving him a headache.

Tsunayoshi Shinoda finally defeated Rokudo. Looking at the fallen Rokudo, he did not deactivate the Death Mode. Instead, he turned around and walked towards Takeshi Yamamoto.

Step by step, he finally stopped in front of the black-haired boy.

"I won," he said.

Takeshi Yamamoto showed a familiar smile. He raised his hand and stretched out his fist. "Ah Gang is great. You're already a hero."

Tsunayoshi Shinoda's already bright golden-red eyes became even brighter. "Your hero?"

"Everyone's hero," Takeshi Yamamoto corrected.

Tsunayoshi Shinoda felt an inexplicable sense of loss, but he still reached out his fist and bumped it with Reborn's.

"I'll try my best to make you say 'my hero'."

Takeshi Yamamoto grinned. "Okay."

Tsunayoshi Shinoda felt that all his courage had been exhausted. He deactivated the Death Mode and fell to the ground.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Takeshi Yamamoto smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "What's wrong, big hero?"

"Ouch!

It hurts! "

The exhaustion after the outburst was reflected in his body. Sasada Tsunayoshi cried out in pain, but he didn't say 'don't touch me'. In his heart, even if the other party touched him, he could use happiness to offset the pain.

Takeshi Yamamoto withdrew his hand and stopped touching him.

The chains rubbed against the ground with a dull sound. Everyone looked over and saw a few people covered in bandages coming over. They used the chains in their hands to tie up Rokudo and the others. They turned around and dragged the escaped prisoners away.

"Wait a minute!" Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly said. The bandaged people stopped and looked at him emotionlessly.

Reborn also looked at him. "They're avengers. You can't afford to provoke them."

"Just … wait a minute, just a minute."

Takeshi Yamamoto covered his wound and moved over. He came to Rokudo's side, then reached out to grab his hair and pulled it up forcefully!

Not only once, he did it a second and third time. In the end, he used both hands to pull out Rokudo's head, leaving only a big bald head that was so shiny that it could reflect light.

"Phew …" Takeshi Yamamoto wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and said refreshingly, "Thank you, you can take him away now!"

The avengers: "…"

Reborn: "…"

Tsunayoshi Shinoda: "…"

With his wish fulfilled, Takeshi Yamamoto closed his eyes and rested peacefully. When he opened his eyes, he saw the scene when he first saw Pink Dumpling.

Beneath his feet was a vast universe. Before he could appreciate it, he heard Pink Dumpling's voice in his ear. "This is the first time you hurt yourself."

Takeshi Yamamoto was stunned and subconsciously touched his chest. "… Ah."

Pink Dumpling: "I've been through so many worlds. No matter what, I've never seen you point your sword at yourself."

"They're companions." Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the blue planet. "I want to protect them."

Pink Dumpling did not understand his mindset of rather being injured than hurting his companions, so she spoke directly.

"You just have to complete the mission I gave you. You can ignore the others, but why do you have to hurt yourself?"

She asked in her mechanical voice. "You're going to leave after completing the mission anyway. You won't have anything to do with them. Why do you have to do this?"

"You're just collecting energy for me to save my sister. They're just strangers to you."

"So — why hurt yourself for strangers?"

There was no reply for a long time. Then, Pink Dumpling heard someone chuckling.

"Yeah, I'm just getting to know them to save my sister and to complete the mission. That's selfish, isn't it?

Anyway, I can leave after completing the mission. The world will use me as a blueprint and continue to live in my place. "

Takeshi Yamamoto's palm was facing up. A sparkling star floated up and down in his hand. "But …"

The smiles of his former companions appeared in his mind. The days he spent with them, and the scenes of him fighting side by side with them. He pushed the star away and let it return to the glittering stars of the galaxy.

"Knowing someone like me is their greatest misfortune, and knowing them is my greatest fortune."

"Isn't it good to leave the best memories for each other?"

"Even if the world changes, I will carry this memory with me and work hard."

"Kufufufu … Fufu … Fufufu …" The strange laughter echoed in his ears from all angles. Yamamoto Takeshi looked all around, but he still couldn't find the person who was laughing so strangely.

"This laughter … sounds familiar …" Takeshi Yamamoto fell into deep thought. Finally, he seemed to remember something. His right hand clenched into a fist and hit the palm of his left hand. "Isn't this Rokudo's voice!"

"You've finally thought of me …"

A sorrowful voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw a big bald head that reflected the light.