Sayaka smiled, but there was nothing reassuring about her smile.

"I originally swore to use magic to protect people...but just because I was broken in love, just because I was angered by words, I started killing people."

"Sure enough, I am not a hero at all, but just a devil wearing the mask of a hero!"

There was a broken sound.

"What's wrong with you, Sayaka?" He was really panicked now. Regardless of the terrifying aura, he rushed towards Sayaka, but before he could rush to Sayaka's side, he was suddenly hit by a yin chill.

The cold force knocked it open.

This force was so huge that it knocked his entire body flying into the corner of the room.

Then, he saw Sayaka slumped down, saw the black aura spread suddenly, saw the surrounding scenery suddenly become as strange as an abstract painting, and saw the man holding a knife and crying.

The mermaid witch laughs wildly.

When he was about to die after being attacked by his familiar, he also saw the barrier being broken and four magical girls rushing in.

"Damn it! Even if she becomes a devil, she is still my sister!"

"Stay away from Sayaka!"

"Don't hurt her!

Three new blue and black familiars rose from the broken corpse, holding strange knives like mobile phones, violins and other musical instruments. They opened their puppet-like mouths and roared silently at Tomoe Asami and others.

This is the roar of the soul.

No one noticed that a text message was being sent on the cell phone dropped in the corner.

[To me who always dreamed of becoming a hero: A hero also needs someone to accompany and guide her, otherwise she will put extra burden on herself and eventually become a devil.]

Text messages traveling through countless time.

The direction of the world has shifted slightly.

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Chapter 3, hero

[To me when my body is weak: Physical exercise is very important, and you must not relax!]

Physical fitness? Under what circumstances did I send this text message? He looked at the text message on his phone and couldn't laugh or cry, "Can I practice physical fitness like this now?"

As a time traveler, he has a very special ability to send "text messages that travel through time and space", but for some reason, the text messages he receives are often wrong and he has no idea what they are talking about - about these text messages

It wasn't sent from your "future self", but from a parallel world, right?

Although it is something that is easy to figure out, even if you figure it out, it may not be of any benefit. The truth cannot be used to fill your stomach...

"Sakura, why are you so dejected again?" The baseball team coach with a stocky hair waved his bear paw and slapped the boy hard on the back, "Cheer up! A man must be full of energy every day!"

He stumbled and fell on the turf, and his cellphone fell far away.

"Kawato, don't waste your efforts. Sakura is a scholar. No matter how much you urge him, he will never become the running king!" Catcher Wakana laughed, "Forcing a rabbit to practice swimming will only make him drown.

"

As an approachable teacher, Kawato has a good relationship with his students, so everyone has no inhibitions when joking with him.

"I know they are all good people." He climbed up with difficulty, and found that his knee was broken again. He said to himself secretly, "They are all good people, but they are just a little too enthusiastic."

A delinquent boy who is just a follower, a substitute player on the baseball team, a weak student with good grades, and a gloomy guy who is completely incompatible with the enthusiastic team atmosphere.

"When I first joined the baseball team, I just thought that this abandoned team was perfect for a gangster. Why did those bad boys turn into hot-blooded men in the blink of an eye?"

He secretly shouted in his heart: "Bring back that quiet baseball team!"

Of course, he was just thinking about it in his mind. He had long been accustomed to burying everything in his heart and not expressing his opinions.

The team didn't train for long, and Kawato didn't really train him to death, but even so, by the time school was over, he was too tired to stand up.

Rest and go home.

"Brother, why do you look more tired today than yesterday?" My sister looked at his pale face worriedly, "What on earth are you doing in school? You look like you are overworked."

"Physical training." He replied weakly.

"Stop practicing any physical fitness." Mom said, "Your body can't bear it."

Well, if nutrition cannot keep up, the body will collapse.

As for "eat more, eat better" and the like...are you kidding?

The dinner was very small and I was not full at all.

Of course, the family has basically no income now.

My father was expelled from the church, and there were no more believers in the church. Apart from the government's monthly subsidy for the maintenance of religious facilities, I didn't have a single dollar left.

"I'm full." My sister put down the bowl and chopsticks.

An apple and a bowl of porridge.

It would be weird if you can eat like this! Your stomach is completely empty!

Looking at his father's sad but determined eyes and his sister's stubborn look, he couldn't help but sigh.

I really miss the days when the baseball team was still a delinquent organization. At least they could get food...

Before going to bed, he edited a text message.

[To me who is still a bad boy: The winning numbers of the xxx lottery are xx, xx, xx, xx...]

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"Coach! Sakura, he passed out!"

The panicked voices of the students seemed very far away.

"Hypoglycemia, severe malnutrition!" the health room teacher roared at Kawato angrily, "Don't you know that he is not in good health? How can you let him do strenuous exercise again!"

"Sorry! But he looks normal..." Kawato's voice was awkward, "How could he have hypoglycemia? Is he losing weight? He is already very thin..."

silence.

"You...don't know anything?"

"What's wrong? Is there anything you can't tell me?"

He didn't want to say it.

Just then, the phone rang.

[To me who is fighting alone: ​​The pressure is hidden in the heart, and it will be too much for people, so if you have a reliable friend, you might as well talk to me.]

Like a magic spell, this short message made him change his mind.

So Kawato knew what was going on at home.

My father was expelled from the church for revising the doctrine. The believers stopped coming. I had no income and could not even maintain food and clothing.

"Father, he... is clearly right!" For the first time in his life, he confided in others, "There is no reason why those teachings handed down from thousands of years ago should still be completely in line with the current era! Of course they should be revised! That

At that time, humans still thought that the sun revolved around the earth...Shouldn’t wrong things be modified? Why is everyone opposed? It makes no sense!"

"Although I'm not a religious person, what you said makes sense." Kawato handed over the nǎi tea in front of him, "Drink slowly and don't burn it. I still have it here."

Kawato is a good man.

Since he learned about the situation at home, he often visited the church and brought some food every time.

My father looked very distressed.

Because Kawato is an atheist.

A priest who firmly believed in God and hoped to guide people with his faith had to accept the help of a sinner who did not believe in God at all.

For the father, this is more painful than poverty, right?

But his father still accepted Kawato's help.

"It's because of us..." he said to his sister, "We are our father's burden."

My sister is very depressed, and so is he.

[To the poor me: Money is very important, even if it is just to make my family live a better life, I need more money!]

Press the send button, and the electronic signal carries the young man's thoughts to a distant place.

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"Brother." Before going to school in the morning, his sister stopped him and asked with some anxiety, "Do you think... there is 'magic' in the world?"

The hero was stunned for a moment.

My sister's expression looks very serious.

"Isn't this a joke?"
To be continued...