NieR: Whirlpool

Chapter 370 Futaba

In the Labo base, Futaba's data disappeared out of thin air as if it had been deleted.

at the same time,

In the bunker, Futaba's android was pushed into the incinerator.

The next moment, a raging fire broke out in the incinerator, instantly engulfing her prosthetic body.

Siye knelt at the door in a daze, tears already streaming down her face.

A slender white hand gently rested on her shoulder.

"Commander..."

A hazy figure appeared in her eyes and she could see clearly the appearance of the person.

"Remember her!"

White sighed, turned around and walked away slowly, his steps a little unsteady.

In a completely enclosed incinerator,

No one noticed that the moment the fire started,

Futaba's prosthetic body turned into a pile of particles and disappeared into thin air.

……

"Is this... the world after death..."

Feeling the stimulation of the strong light, Futaba slowly opened her eyes.

What catches your eye is the white ceiling, dotted with two rows of white LED lights.

She lay on the white bed, unwilling to move, just lying there blankly.

Ye Feng watched the movements in the room, and the thought of playing a prank arose in his mind.

Under the gaze of 154 and 041,

The particles around Ye Feng began to float.

In an instant, he turned into a black-robed skeleton.

The pure white contract behind him turned into a sickle, emitting a faint black aura.

Isn’t it handsome?

Handsome!

[Death, here to take people away! ]

……

Futaba's eyelids moved, noticing the dark shadow that appeared beside her.

This shadow seemed to appear out of thin air.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a face like a skull.

The black sickle in his hand exudes foul air.

【Is the Grim Reaper coming?】

"Futaba, it's time to get going!"

The voice of the god of death was mixed with a hoarse growl, which seemed to have an irresistible magic.

Futaba smiled.

He climbed up from the bed and followed Death very obediently.

Her expression was relieved, and her bright eyes were taking in the surroundings.

Walk out of the white room and along the corridor outside.

This looks like a street.

The surrounding buildings are all white, and the sky is also a vast expanse of white.

She was very curious and a little confused.

This place doesn't feel like hell. Such a snowy environment is somewhat like heaven.

[Is it possible? ]

A hint of joy rose in her heart, and she covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

Noticing Shuangye's expression behind him, Ye Feng couldn't help but almost laughed out loud.

He lowered his voice and asked calmly:

"Human, you seem very happy?

Isn't death a relief for you?"

Futaba opened her eyes wide and flashed with light. She looked directly into the deep and empty eyes of the Grim Reaper and replied:

“I respect death, but I am not afraid of it.”

"Oh... did you know that if you commit suicide, your soul cannot ascend to heaven?" Death continued to ask.

Futaba moved her feet, following the Grim Reaper at a leisurely pace.

A relieved smile spread across her face: "Then let's go to hell. I don't ask for too much."

Death stopped at a fork in the road.

He slowly turned around, stared into Futaba's eyes, and growled:

"This is the road between heaven and hell. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, tell us in detail when you get there."

Futaba sighed and murmured:

“I don’t have any wishes.

I just have a regret in my heart that I can’t let go of.”

She opened her arms and said calmly, "Come on."

The Grim Reaper nodded, holding the scythe high in his hand.

The sharp sickle blade flashed with deathly light.

Futaba closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

shuh~

With a flash of cold light, her body slowly fell backwards, a happy smile on her face.

……

"Giggle..."

Ye Feng was laughing wildly in his heart, and if he hadn't covered his mouth, he would have almost laughed out loud.

He moved and changed back to his original appearance.

On the ground, Futaba was sleeping peacefully.

It's like being liberated.

Ye Feng leaned down and pushed her gently.

"Hey!"

"hello!"

"Ah you Aseyo!"

Futaba seemed to be really dead, not moving at all.

She heard the sounds around her, but she just didn't want to open her eyes.

"Hey, this!"

Ye Feng touched his chin and couldn't help but think.

Did I hurt her?

No!

And her functions are intact, so she should be awake.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng leaned down, lay beside her ear, and called out in a low voice:

"Futaba, we're on the way, open your eyes!"

Hearing the whispers of the Grim Reaper once again, Futaba slowly opened her eyes and took in the world around her.

I saw a man in black squatting on the ground, looking at me with a smile.

"Number nine?"

"you?"

"It seems like I'm dreaming!"

Her neck tilted, her eyes closed, and she died again!

"Hey, hey, hey! Wake up, this is not a dream!"

Hearing Ye Feng's call, Shuang Ye sat up again.

After thinking for a moment, she looked at Ye Feng with a worried look on her face.

With a wry smile:

“I never thought, Number Nine, I would meet you again.

You also died in Pearl Harbor."

[Hey, how can you curse like that, girl!] Ye Feng cursed inwardly, but still put on a smiling face:

"Welcome to hell. Here, I am your guide."

"Ah! As expected!" Shuangye smiled bitterly and grabbed Ye Feng's hand that was stretched out to him.

He sat up from the ground and followed Ye Feng silently.

"Where are we going?"

Walking forward along the path they came from, the two returned to their original room.

"Why did you come back here?"

Futaba glanced around the familiar room, feeling confused.

"Close your eyes first!" Ye Feng looked at her meaningfully and said casually.

"doing what?"

"Close your eyes first!" Ye Feng urged.

Shuangye looked at Ye Feng warily, her heart full of vigilance:

"Uh...you...are you going to do anything beastly to me?

I warn you, if you dare to touch me, you will be punished..."

"how?"

"...You've got the upper hand..."

Futaba lowered her head and spoke in a low voice.

"Uh... ah?"

Ye Feng was at a loss at this moment.

That's it,

If you don't do something, you're not worthy of being a man among the artificial humans.

Ye Feng made up his mind, put his arm around Shuangye's shoulders and held her in his arms.

He felt the girl in his arms stiffen and tremble slightly.

Gradually,

The girl's sobbing echoed in the house.

"How can someone who is not afraid of death cry?" Ye Feng gently stroked her hair and comforted her softly.

"Okay, it's okay, I'm still here."

Tears flowed like a flood, unstoppable.

Or because of fear,

Or maybe it's because of despair, sympathy, or resentment.

She lay on Ye Feng's shoulder, venting her emotions to her heart's content.

Ye Feng didn't say much, he just accompanied her silently and comforted her.

After a long time, she calmed down.

He looked at Ye Feng with red eyes: "Are you familiar with this place?"

Ye Feng suddenly found it funny and nodded: "Very familiar."

"Is this the world after death? It's just a desolate white, so boring." Futaba shook her head and sighed.

"Okay, I won't tease you."

Ye Feng moved, and under Shuangye's surprised gaze, he transformed into the appearance of the Grim Reaper again.

"Do you understand now?"

Futaba was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "I see..."

"Okay, I understand..." Ye Feng nodded and was about to say something.

"So you are the God of Death. Please take care of me in the future."

Looking at the extremely excited girl, Ye Feng couldn't help but hold his forehead, but then he thought about it and said softly:

"Futaba, the old you is dead.

From now on, you stay here. I need you!"

Shuangye couldn't stop nodding, Ye Feng smiled bitterly and began to explain to her.