But it's fine...

Nishijo style looks at Nizawa Takayu at his wrist.

As long as Nizawa Baoyu is in...Xizawa style, he can make up for the lost memories.

"Stay moving forward."

The West City style cannot stop.

It's still one step away from the point of guidance of the traces of fog... You can't give up here no matter how you say it.

But...the next moment-

The air in front of him squirmed.

In the West City-style gaze.

The scarlet airflow was twisted and entangled, and finally formed a figure more than three meters high...

It's a vengeful spirit.

There is also a face on the bulging fleshy face.

That was Sasahara Natsuki's face.

As soon as she saw Xicheng Style, she showed a sarcastic smile—
Chapter completed!