"Hello, my name is Youqi. Are you also the one who accidentally entered this thick fog?"
When Bucky's eyes saw color again, he saw the greeting of such a man.
The other person was wearing a white cowboy hat, green algae hair, and yellow tassels on the shoulders of his coat.
He looked quite cheerful.
"Hello."
Bucky responded with a slight smile.
Then he took out a pistol from the chest arsenal.
Get the gun, raise the gun, and pull the trigger.
The movements are done in one go.
A bullet the size of a finger passed through Youqi's forehead.
His body staggered a few times and fell down, but the cheerful expression on his face remained unchanged.
He continued to murmur: "Hello..."
Instead, Bucky, who had just opened his eyes, got up.
He was on the deck of a strange sailboat.
There was a sticky smell coming from the slippery and rotten wooden boards.
The sky was as dark as water, except for an oil lamp in a glass case hanging on the shiphouse not far away.
The flame of the oil lamp was not bright yellow, but as bright and dim as the moonlight.
It lit up the deck in front of the ship's building.
On the other side of the deck, Yuki's crew was having a merry party.
"The captain is actually dead hahahaha."
They pointed at Youqi's body and laughed happily.
A tall man with an afro was holding a violin in his hand, and the bow was beating back and forth on the four strings.
"Yohohoho~~~Yohoho~~"
The crew members huddled together shoulder to shoulder, holding wine glasses and singing a cheerful boat song together.
There are people sitting under the ship's roof, playing the accordion.
The melodious and cheerful singing seemed to dispel the darkness here.
"How could the captain die? I am the captain."
Bucky clicked his fingers along with the beat and squeezed into this cheerful party with a chuckle.
They didn't seem to care much about Yuqi, the captain.
After hearing Bucky's words, someone immediately echoed:
"Cheers to the new captain!"
"cheers!"
"...."
The man with the afro's bow suddenly beat faster.
The more cheerful and high-pitched melody makes people want to immerse themselves in it.
Bucky’s laughter was also cheerful, and the corners of his red lips seemed even brighter.
He joined in, clinking glasses with the crew.
It doesn’t matter that we have known each other for only three or four seconds, we just put our arms around each other.
The crew members who were holding his shoulders slowly split up to the cheerful melody.
Like a broken porcelain bottle that has been glued together and returned to its broken state.
The singing voice became smaller and smaller.
After a while.
Only Bucky and the oil lamp hanging on the ship's roof were left on the deck.
"Hahaha, another fun party."
Bucky's smile had a hint of unfulfilled meaning.
He was not at all afraid of the scraps of meat on the deck.
Instead, he took another sip of brown wheat wine.
The astringent taste slipped into my stomach.
He raised his gun and fired at the oil lamp on the upper deck of the ship.
There was a crash.
The glass cover was shattered all over the floor.
The bright white fire spread across the entire ship in an instant.
In the firelight, darkness once again occupied Bucky's vision.
"..."
"..."
"Hello, my name is Youqi. Are you also the one who accidentally entered this thick fog?"
I don’t know how long it took, but the cheerful voice woke Bucky up again.
Everything seemed to be back to when he just opened his eyes.
In other words, the 127th time after being swallowed into the shadow.
"Hello."
Bucky's answers and actions were no different from before.
Accompanied by the cheerful singing, the creatures on the ship that were not sure whether they were alive or not were once again divided into pieces.
Then light the oil lamp.
Darkness strikes again.
This is not a cyclical world. If Baki is willing, he can continue to live happily with them like this.
Drink, sing, have fun...
But he created a cycle of his own.
It started when he discovered that as long as everyone on the ship died and the fire engulfed the ship's hull, everything would start again.
Impatiently repeating everything in front of me.
The only thing that changed was the number of times he kept counting in his heart.
Open your eyes for the 146th time.
Bucky, like before, kills the captain with one swift move and then joins the party.
"Why do you want to kill us?"
In the cheerful melody, a curly-haired crew member next to him suddenly turned his head and asked.
"It seems that the game has finally entered the second stage."
Bucky snickered and didn't respond.
It's just that the speed of the opponent's split suddenly accelerated a lot.
Those eyes that suddenly turned from cheerful to empty were shattered all over the ground in about three seconds.
The fire engulfed the hull again.
.....
"Don't you like it here?"
When Bucky opened his eyes again, Yuqi's expression became much colder.
"There were people who had dreams like this day after day."
Youqi, who had empty eyes, continued.
"It's a dream... no wonder it makes people so happy." Bucky grinned, not at all surprised by such a change.
"But I don't like dreaming."
"Reality is funny enough."
Bucky repeated his previous actions, raising the gun and pulling the trigger.
Killings, setting fires.
Just like what he does best.
.....
Open your eyes.
Youqi looked indifferent and kept six steps away from him.
"Aren't you bored?"
This was the first time he had seen someone repeating a series of actions impatiently.
Killing people is like drinking water to him.
Even if it was a group of complete strangers, they even greeted him warmly.
"Bored?" Bucky touched his chin, as if he was thinking seriously.
Then with a sneer, "Ah, open your eyes, close your eyes, and then repeat the process."
"Most of the lives I've seen are like this."
"Why be bored?"
Bucky walked to Yu Qi again without saying a word.
Then raise the gun and pull the trigger.
The movements are smooth and flowing.
"kill him!"
The crew on one side finally stopped watching the battle.
Three or four long swords were pulled out from the accordion, and Afro, who had been playing the violin, also turned the bow and turned it into a sharp knife.
This is their dream.
"Now it's the rage phase."
Bucky waved his hands, looking meaningless.
Let those swords strike him.
"Then what happens next..."
He pulled out a lead from the corner of his mouth.
Rub your fingers lightly on it.
"boom--"
His mouth and the fire flashed at the same time.
....
....
"what have you done?!"
Youqi, who had returned to the starting point, had an angry face, and cracks spread from his face to the hull, and even outside the hull, into the darkness where the cold firelight could not shine.
There were also cracks there like broken pieces of porcelain.
Bucky raised his head, and the other person's angry expression seemed to bring him extra pleasure, and he smiled teasingly.
"I just...stay here."
The first effect after awakening is the appearance of the split fruit.
Those who come into contact with him can be divided.
"How can this be!"
"How could you escape from my dream!"
"Isn't it good to dream here?"
Youqi was still shouting loudly, but the cracks were already spreading unstoppably.
There was a crash.
The black shadow covering the surrounding areas instantly shattered into pieces.
Bucky stamped his foot, and the slippery and rotten smell disappeared from the board.
I also heard a faint "moo" sound.
The black shadows fled quietly.
