The voice that was usually bright, sweet, and moving, had become hoarse and frenzied at this moment.
Ichiko was like Haruko possessed after being completely blackened. Although she stood straight, at first glance, her posture seemed a little distorted.
Every step she took towards Sento was accompanied by a question.
"Sento, can you tell me, where did Haruko go?"
"What do you mean Haruko is cute? Did I allow you to say she's cute?"
"Why do you still say Haruko is yours? Clearly, Haruko is mine, isn't she?"
"Haruko, she's mine!"
Ichiko stopped five meters away from Sento. It was as if she was venting the emotions she had suppressed for many days, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.
"Why did you take my Haruko away!"
"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!"
"I want you to be buried with Haruko!"
Looking at the completely deranged Ichiko, Sento swallowed hard, his legs turning soft.
She's crazy, this guy is completely crazy!
More importantly, he couldn't defeat her!
The adrenaline only lasted for a short while. Now, Sento only felt his strength gradually decreasing. If this continued, he might really be killed by her!
Sento bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to make one last attempt at communication, "Ichiko, listen to me, I..."
Before he could finish, Ichiko quickly interrupted, "What else do you want to explain? Can you bring my Haruko back?"
"Answer me!"
As Ichiko finished speaking, she rushed towards Sento again!
It was fine in the room before, but now on this rooftop, behind Sento was an extremely cold swimming pool. If he, injured, fell into it, he would definitely die quickly.
What about going outward or sideways?
How could he descend from a 34-story building and land safely?
He had nowhere left to retreat.
It was precisely because he realized this that Sento suddenly burst into laughter, "Ichiko, since that's the case, then just come over. At most, we'll die together!"
This wasn't the first time he had experienced such a crisis.
Growing up in a large family, he was also one of the Young Masters with a high ranking in the family succession.
How many people were eyeing his, Sento's, life, wanting to kill him and seize his share of the Yamato Family's assets.
But every time he fell into a life-threatening crisis, there would always be some kind of accident that allowed him to narrowly escape.
Sento knew that his luck was extraordinary.
He even once believed that the protagonist in novels was someone like him.
And this was the confidence that had made him arrogant since childhood.
In the unseen world, there was always destiny protecting him.
Die?
How could I, Sento, die in a place like this, die at the hands of a woman!
At this moment, he cast aside his fear of death, no longer covering the wound on his abdomen. Like a wild beast, he fiercely charged towards Ichiko.
He believed his luck would favor him in this crisis as well!
He extended his hand to grab, intending to risk injury to seize Ichiko's fruit knife.
He was replicating a past crisis!
At that time, he was also forced into a desperate situation like now. He ruthlessly tried to snatch the enemy's weapon, thinking he was surely going to die.
As a result, the enemy's hand suddenly cramped, he couldn't hold the knife, and Sento snatched it, successfully counter-killing.
From that moment on, he knew.
Destiny stood on his side!
His five fingers formed a claw, grabbing and snatching the knife!
Like a wild beast's struggle before death, Sento, when he became ruthless, completely disregarded his injuries.
But he didn't expect that the scene where he was supposed to successfully snatch the knife in his ideal script didn't happen.
The fruit knife in Ichiko's hand was as if it had a soul. With a twist of her wrist, she easily dodged Sento's grab, and even used the momentum of his charge to start with the small knife on his arm.
It was like peeling an apple.
After one pass, the clothes on Sento's arm were cut open, and below the skin were one gash after another!
The sufficiently sharp fruit knife was controlled by the young girl from bottom to top. With a "zheng" sound, an ear flew into the air and then fell into the swimming pool behind him.
With a "dong" sound, cold water splashed everywhere.
It also extinguished Sento's confidence.
Destiny... isn't on my side?
Sento's pupils contracted. The severe pain from his arm prevented him from thinking too much. Ichiko's next strike seemed imminent. Sento rolled and scrambled to the side.
He no longer had the arrogance he had just moments ago.
"How... how could this be, how is this possible!"
"Why... why is it different from before."
"Damn it, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!"
He clutched his arm in pain, then his ear, his face contorted with agony.
A "tap" sound echoed.
In his sight, a long boot stepped on the floor, and a long leg moved towards him.
Sento lay on the ground, looking up in terror, only to see Ichiko expressionlessly holding the blood-stained small knife. There were speckles of crimson on her face, like a flower that had bloomed enchantingly after being nourished.
Of course, Sento didn't understand why destiny wasn't on his side. Even if his protagonist halo was still there, even if he hadn't eaten the poisoned apple, he was no match for Ichiko.
There were many male protagonists in the book, and he was just one of them.
But Ichiko was the only female protagonist in the original work.
The usually high and mighty CEO was scared, lieon the ground like a dog, snot and tears almost covering his face. He cried out miserably, "Please, Ichiko, I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go, I won't oppose you again, I... I can give you a lot of money. I have many businesses in Kyushu City, I can give you anything you want!"
Ichiko walked up to Sento and stopped, looking down at him, "Anything is fine?"
Sento's face lit up with joy, and he crawled towards Ichiko, "Yes, anything is fine, I can give you anything you want!"
The pathetic and miserable man reached out, wanting to hug Ichiko's thigh, but in the next second, Ichiko kicked him away with a heavy blow!
"The Haruko I want will never come back!"
Ichiko walked towards Sento, who was clutching his abdomen and curled up on the ground in pain. There was no trace of pity in her eyes.
Rather, her eyes had lost all reason.
A voice in her mind seemed to be constantly urging her on.
Kill him, kill him!
He's the one who killed Haruko, kill him to avenge Haruko!
The fruit knife twirled in her hand, then was raised high.
The moonlight shone on the blade, and a cold glint flickered.
This strike was aimed at Sento's head.
However, just as Ichiko was about to bring it down, a terrifying sense of crisis made her forcefully stop the hand that was about to fall.
It was her body's instinctive resistance.
It was as if it was telling her reason that if this strike landed, not only would it not succeed, but she herself might also be injured.
At this moment, with a "bang", the originally closed door to the rooftop was heavily pushed open.
A one-armed man with a gloomy expression walked in from the doorway, each step seemingly dimming the moon in the sky a little.
Ichiko was attracted by the sound behind her. The moment she turned her head, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Yuna Ge?!"
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