-breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.

In Sirone�s eyes, which grew heavier and heavier, he saw that the exit was getting farther and farther away.�As the particles are complexly entangled, the simple meaning has evolved into a higher-order meaning.�

-Ah, a birth.�It is the lowest being.

� I don�t want to die.�mortal life.

Sirone realized that it was the process of becoming the human that the woman had talked about.�She is a being thrown into the world, holding both desire and fear at the same time.�

Could it be that all human beings have heard this voice in their mother�s womb?

�Don�t lose!�I will definitely go back!�

-Where?�There is nowhere to welcome you.

�To my world!�Where friends are waiting!�

-They will kill you.�It will interfere with feeding and reproduction.�What awaits you is a collision of desires, a painful struggle, and a journey of death that must arrive.

�Aaaaaa!�I can�t hear anything!�No words can stop me!�

Sirone desperately shouted.�However, as the combination progressed, the drifting sound grew louder.�

Humans were, after all, beings made up of countless sounds.�As if a solo was buried in a chorus, Sirone eventually lost his voice.�

-feeding.�feeding.�feeding.�feeding.�feeding.�feeding.�feeding.�feeding.

-breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.�breeding.

* * *

The 7th day of Sirone�s death.

The student council was still holding a sit-in.�To be precise, they were the radicals who followed Amira.�

In response, conservative students blocked the entrance and blocked entry.�Factions split on the centrist side as well, eventually doubling the total number of protesters.

Most of the students in the school gathered in front of the building, and the protests day and night made the friends guarding Sirone nervous.

�Perform Sirone�s funeral!�

�Execute!�Execute!�

�Alpheas must be judged by the Magic Association!�

�Take it!�Take it!�

Seriel covered her ears.�He closed the windows, so the sound wasn�t loud, but he couldn�t hear it anymore.

�Isn�t that really too much?�Why do you keep worrying about not being able to eat Sirone?�

At Seriel�s words, Amy, who was dozing with her face buried in the cot, raised her head.

�They must have their own position.�Even the kids who normally hate Sirone would have participated.�

�Is it Sirone�s fault that Sirone is proud?�They have a narrow stomach.�

�All humans are like that.�If there are people who acknowledge Sirone, there are bound to be people who reject her.� JrNovels.com