Savages

Almost Dead

Silence, no idea at all popped into their minds. Hiroshi lifted Misaki's body and hugged her tightly. Tears from her petals can no longer be contained. After a long time did not meet, and now they are met with very bad conditions. Hiroshi shook Misaki's body, unexpectedly, a book fell from under Misaki's cloak.

“Book? Isn't this what Misaki used to solve the problem?” ask Mitsuha.

Yuuji snatches the book from Mitsuha's hands and opens the contents. Blank.

“Cosong?”

Hiroshi recalls the way Misaki used the magic book. He soon meets Misaki, unable to take his eyes off the girl of his heart, so he knows Misaki's every move.

“Try me to see,” Hiroshi opened the first sheet of the book, saying give me your blood, “as I remember Misaki injuring herself,” Hiroshi tried the way Misaki did.

“Crazy people! What are you doing?” Mitsuha stopped Hiroshi.

“Shut!”

Hiroshi's blood was swallowed by the magic book. The book soared into the air and blew off the first sheet, “Thanks for your blood. Now, you can ask anything to me about Megan. I will answer” is clearly written in the book.

“Ba-how to help Misaki?” Hiroshi was hesitant.

The magic book with the pitch-black cover glowed, responding to Hiroshi's question.

“Use a way to extend the life of ‘kalian’,” he wrote.

“Then what does this mean?” Yuuji still does not understand, “how can we use how to extend our lives, while here we will save Misaki? Stupid book!” Yuuji was getting upset.

Mitsuha fell silent, thinking hard with her brain classified as smart. His index finger was gently smacked into his brain.

“Yuuji, what should you do to extend life?” ask Mitsuha.

“What kind of stupid question is that. The entire Warped team had to take the lives of others to extend its lifespan.

Reasonably enough, the Warped team only killed people who were useless to the Japanese state. Around them there were no more living humans, all of them had become corpses. Except government soldiers. Once killed, he won't survive.

Mitsuha's brain suddenly brightened. One idea managed to get into a trap, he was confident that he could save Misaki, the one who had saved him.

“I have an idea!”

Two pairs of eyes looked at Mitsuha seriously.

“Hiroshi, aren't you still a lot of age? Hurry along! We don't have much time.”

Hiroshi stunned. He didn't believe he had to kill himself in front of so many people. If he felt pain it would be embarrassing.

“What's wrong, do it. Maybe my idea could save Misaki.

Mitsuha shrugged, sighing slowly. He approached Hiroshi and hit his shoulder. Hiroshi's body turned to face Misaki.

“You saw him, your loved ones are critical, he almost died. What have you done for him? Stay in place? Do it! Believe me, it will save him,” Mitsuha assured Hiroshi.

Hiroshi looked at Misaki nanar, he was a bit hesitant. But for him Misaki means more than the pain that will come her way in an instant. He placed a knife in Misaki's hand and thrust it right into her heart.

Mitsuha smiled for a while, she seemed hesitant with her next move. He looked at Misaki who was still drowning, while the rest of his lifespan was only an hour away.

“Where am I?” Misaki looked at her surroundings in white, “why is my cheek wet?

A light clumped in front of Misaki. Fear, a feeling that never stopped in his heart is now in the middle of a meeting.

“Do you want to die now?” the wisp of light asked.

“But! I haven't apologized to everyone. I haven't even had a chance to date.”

The light was in the shape of a human, a middle-aged man. She touched Misaki's lips as she spoke, “sober, my son. People you consider valuable are waiting for you to be anxious.

Misaki.

“Where am I?” ask Misaki.

“Do not move first, you should immediately be taken to the hospital,” Hiroshi started to worry.

Dizziness enveloped Misaki's head, she returned unconscious. They quickly take Misaki to a hospital that is still worth using.

“I have to go,” Yuuji said.

Yuuji turned his legs. From behind Misaki pulled her robe holding him away.

“Don't go, we've been through this together. Let's do it one more time, together.”

“Sorry, Misaki. Look, Natsumi, Yuki, and Hitori are waiting for me.”

Misaki looked at them nanar. He wants to reach them, but he can't. Misaki waved her hand at them. Tears could not be contained anymore, Yuki cried.

“Yuki, why are you crying?” ask Misaki.

“A-I'm not crying, Misaki. You remember my message, yes. Never use your skills excessively. See results!”

No matter how much Yuki's strokes held back, the tears still fell freely leaving the eyelids that began to suck.

He stepped foot quickly, picked up his teammates who began to roar and went into the dark of the night.

Mitsuha and Hiroshi take Misaki and Yato to the hospital in a walking truck. Terrible sight, the entire army died with heavy injuries. If only they stood inside the building without Misaki's defense skill they would not have survived.

“Mitsuha, didn't Misaki duplicate your defense skill? Why didn't you use it?” hiroshi asked, his tone was like a disappointed person.

“Indeed, I can activate it. But my powers are not like Misaki's. Arguably, my strength is only 0.001% of his strength. Had I used it would only have made my lifespan reduced without any influence,” he explained.

Hiroshi shook his head in disbelief. Mitsuha was smart, but her heart was filled with suspicion.

Once in the hospital, Misaki and Yato are laid on a bed with a balsam-scented pillow, a hallmark of the hospital. Mitsuha called Misaki's mother.

“What? Misaki's in the hospital?” her mother sounded so shocked to find one news of her son's whereabouts, the hospital.

Mama Misaki sounded sobbing from behind the phone.

“Tante will be there soon. Please take care of Misaki, yes.”