1 ———— "7 Nights"

——— Had a dream.

Dreamed of a cold night.

Dreamed of a white full moon.

Dreamed of dark mountains.

Dreamed of a feast of blood.

The boy stood there.

The cold wind brought by the cold night scratched the skin.

The darkness brought by the deep mountains took away the vision.

The soft light brought by the full moon was obscured by the trees.

The smell of blood penetrated into the tip of his nose.

And all of this, for the teenager, is just daily training.

The boy could only look around.

There, a pack of wolves that attacked him a few minutes ago turned into corpses, lying in a pool of blood one by one.

Taking a closer look, the boy was holding a small knife tightly in his hand.

Blood was slowly dripping from the blade of the knife.

Perhaps, no one would believe what happened here.

Because, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the boy unilaterally ravaged the beasts that regarded him as food.

Of course, to the teenager, all of this seemed so ordinary.

Even though he couldn't do this at the beginning, after several years of hard training, the boy has been able to do all of this quite normally.

Facing such a boy, the adults praised him like this.

"You are the most perfect creation of our family ever."

Facing such a boy, the children are afraid like this.

"Why are you able to do this?"

And these praises and fears have always accompanied the boy's growth and surrounded him.

Then,

One day, the person who is the patriarch said a word to such a boy.

"From today onwards, you are my son."

In other words, the young man will become the young patriarch of this clan.

The patriarch——Qiye Huangli affirmed the identity of the boy in this way.

"You will be the only one in this generation who inherits the name of "Seven Nights". "

----"Seven nights".

This is the name of this clan, and it is also the surname that can only be given to the patriarchs of the clan for generations.

"Your name should be Seven Nights Fangli."

Thus, the boy—Nanyafangli was born here.

...

"Bah!"

It was the sound of the bus door being opened.

Hearing this voice, Fang Li slowly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

Rubbing his forehead, Fang Li recalled the dream just now.

"It was really a nostalgic dream..."

Amidst Fang Li's murmur, a group of passengers began to pour in from outside the bus.

Fang Li was sitting at the back.

Among the passengers in the same car, some were wearing overalls, some were wearing suits, and some were wearing casual clothes.

But among them, the most conspicuous ones are several high school students in uniforms.

It was a uniform consisting of a white shirt, blue tie, and red coat.

The difference is that boys wear green trousers on the lower body, while girls wear pleated skirts with black patterns on a white background, which distinguishes the difference between men and women.

Fang Li also wore a uniform like this.

The passengers who got on the bus saw several high school students wearing such uniforms, including Fang Li, and showed surprised expressions.

"That seems to be the uniform of Advanced Nurture High School, right?"

"In other words, are those people freshmen preparing for admission?"

"This is really..."

The passengers started to talk a lot like this.

It is conceivable that the school where this uniform is located is the place that can cause this level of discussion.

Faced with such discussions, some of the students on the bus looked complacent, while others were indifferent.

For example, sitting on a fraternity seat, as if he felt that he was the only one in the world, the blond boy with his arms crossed and his legs crossed, giving the impression of complacency and arrogance, closed his eyes, hummed a song, and These arguments fell on deaf ears.

For example, sitting not far in front of Fangli, a girl with long straight black hair as smooth as a waterfall, and an awe-inspiring look was reading a book to herself, as if she didn't hear these discussions at all.

For another example, a very cute girl with shoulder-length short hair standing aside holding a schoolbag seemed to be happy about such a discussion, and responded with a kind smile.

There was another person sitting next to Fang Li.

"It seems that the school we entered is quite well received."

The person who said such a sentence was sitting next to Fang Li. His appearance was more handsome, but he didn't have the slightest sense of presence. In addition, his tone was flat without fluctuations, his eyes were calm without waves, and he felt thrown into the crowd. A boy no one would notice.

The other party seemed to be talking to Fang Li.

Rather, since getting in the car, the other party seems to have been looking for an opportunity to talk to Fang Li, but in the end he gave up. It's like an unpopular high school student who lacks social skills and wants to make friends. pity.

Fang Li turned his gaze to look at this person.

"Uh…"

The other party paused for a moment, and then made such a speech.

"My name is Ayanokōji Kiyotaka."

As a result, the other party seemed to think that he should introduce himself first, so he gave his name.

It's a pity that the tone is still flat and without ups and downs, and I feel a little weak. If I really entered the high school class, it would be difficult to make friends, right?

Fang Li gave the other party such an evaluation in his heart, and nodded.

"Just call me Qiye."

After all, the two are not yet familiar enough to call each other by name.

But Ayanokōji Kiyotaka seemed to be satisfied with this, and stopped talking.

Fang Li did not intend to chat, but cast his eyes in one direction.

"I'm sorry, please let me go, thank you..."

I saw, outside the car door, an old woman got into the car with unsteady steps as if she was about to fall while begging the people around her.

People watched this scene, but they just glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

Including Ayano Koji Kiyotaka.

Only the cute-looking girl with shoulder-length short hair stepped forward a little bit.

"Grandma, let me help you."

The girl proposed to the old woman with a sweet voice and a cute smile.

"thanks, thanks."

The old woman kept thanking her.

The girl helped the old woman into the car.

Generally speaking, at this time, someone should give up their seat.

But no matter who pretended not to see this scene, the indifference of society was brought to the limit.

Especially the haughty boy sitting on the fraternity seat didn't even open his eyes, still humming.

And the girl with long straight hair who was reading a book, as if she could be drawn into a painting, didn't even lift her head, ignoring this scene at all.

Seeing this, Fang Li frowned indistinctly.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Li sighed silently, got up from his seat, and quietly stood beside him.

This action caused many people in the car to cast their eyes on Fang Li.

For example, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

For example, the beautiful girl who is reading a book.

There was also the lovely girl supporting the old woman, who was slightly taken aback for a moment, then smiled at Fang Li as if she understood something.

"thanks!"

That is really a kind and cheerful smile.

At least, several high school students on the bus all looked sideways and blushed when they saw this cute girl.

Fang Li didn't say anything, just nodded, and after giving up his seat to the old lady, he stood aside and watched the scenery outside the window.

The bus just drove forward.

Finally, it stopped in front of a school.