Conan's Winery is all my vest

Chapter 283 Born Evil

He just wants to bring the organization to hell, and the rest doesn't matter.

To this end, Hoshino Takuya will do whatever it takes.

Until the body dies or dies together with the organization.

Holding the pocket knife, Takuya Hoshino quietly hid behind the half-open bedroom door.

"Mieko, you are here—"

The head of the legal affairs section, who didn't know what kind of dangerous situation he was in, unconsciously grasped the handle of the wooden door and walked into the fate of death.

"Pfft—" The sharp blade easily pierced the soft flesh of human beings and tore the delicate viscera.

Scarlet blood scrambled out, staining the blade red and soaking the shirt near the man's wound.

Takuya Hoshino, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly avoided the splash of blood.

I am not justice.

"You..." Who are you?

Hoshino Takuya looked at the face of the man he had never met, distorted by fear and pain, and he realized this very clearly.

Perhaps it wasn't necessarily the hatred that distorted me, Hoshino Takuya thought, and he pulled out the bloody blade from his waist and abdomen with a calm expression.

"Heh, heh..."

The young man who suddenly suffered this catastrophe whimpered and neighed in pain, struggling to try to snatch the folding knife from Hoshino Takuya's hand.

Hoshino Takuya easily avoided the futile struggle and resistance of the deceased, and he stabbed the sharp blade in again heavily.

The head of the legal department's pupils were slightly dilated, and his hands were bleeding from trying to stop the sharp knife from piercing.

Hoshino Takuya let out a shallow breath, he was sure...

I am no longer the rookie police officer who will be frustrated because he didn't help grandma find her lost wallet today.

Hoshino Takuya has no way to deny, before touching the darkness, something he never realized...

The heinous behaviors that he saw in the past have been violated one by one by the current him, but at this time...

He had no guilt, no fear.

Hoshino Takuya stared at him for a while, then let go of the handle of the knife as he wished.

however……

He had lost too much blood and his face was pale. Even though the young section chief tried to pull out the blade with trembling hands, he could no longer save the life that was crazily flowing from his body.

The sound of rapid and gradually disappearing breathing, falling to the ground in despair, hands hanging down helplessly, wailing and wailing...

Staring with hatred and confusion, the bright red blood that keeps gushing out, the body that has gradually lost its physiological activity, and the vitality that has gradually disappeared...

It was quiet in the room, but it was noisy outside the window. The car was inlaid with huge speakers and a large screen with distorted brightness. Along with the preaching car, it shuttled through the streets and alleys, promoting the upcoming Yoko Okino concert.

The second hand passed by tick-tock, like blood that could not be stopped and then disappeared in an instant.

Hoshino Takuya stood beside the dying man, he watched the man's death calmly, and had a panoramic view of the struggle and despair of all life.

Hoshino Takuya's eyes were clear, gloomy but clear.

After meeting Tachibana Ryosuke, he looked back at the broken and blurred past in the endless blankness amidst the huge and silent noise.

Hoshino Takuya was surprised at his indifference and plainness.

Obviously, it hasn't been long, but Hoshino Takuya at this time thinks of the past, but he always feels that it seems that a century has passed, as long and hazy.

The laughter and sincerity in the past, the passion and perseverance, and the powerful oath.

The youthful smile, exhausted persistence, sweat, perseverance and compassion.

Everything at this moment seems to make people feel suddenly, the self who once vowed to regard justice as the practice of protection even if he has to sacrifice his life
Hoshino Takuya didn't care about the shattering screams that the angry and wandering man whimpered in his throat with all his strength, he just looked at his hands in a daze.

The tips of his ten slender fingers were coated with transparent glue to cover up fingerprints, and the fingertips showed a distorted fuzzy feeling.

How did Sosuke Kurihara, who was praised by senior Tachibana back then, become the one who can easily plunder the lives of innocent people without any disturbance?
Hoshino Takuya stared at the young section chief who had been staring at him until his death, and he suddenly had a sudden realization.

Maybe I'm born sinful.

All the persistence and stance of Takuya Hoshino in the past was just because he happened to be standing there - he happened to be born in the light.

The devil born in the light is born with the shackles cast by the elders, relatives and friends with love and companionship, loyalty and responsibility.

Over time, even the devil himself believed that he was born bright, and he wanted to protect this safe and beautiful world with youthful courage and sincerity.

However, however.

Hoshino Takuya spread his thoughts endlessly, but his subordinates did not move slowly. Hoshino Takuya skillfully pulled out the blood-stained pocket knife from the corpse that had started to become cold.

Even though Hoshino Takuya once sincerely wanted to be what his parents and elders hoped for, he did his best to fulfill the responsibility of not contradicting himself.
But after Hoshino Takuya "died", he suddenly discovered that he also did not hate another world.

After Hoshino Takuya was overwhelmed by the darkness and evil he once hated, he realized that, compared with the black and white justice
On the contrary, it is this kind of evil that does whatever he wants, which makes him more free and comfortable like a fish in water.

Hoshino Takuya strolled into the attached bathroom in the master bedroom, carrying the switchblade that was still dripping blood along the tip.

"Wow—"

As the faucet was turned on by Hoshino Takuya, a white jet of water poured out, and Hoshino Takuya carefully cleaned the stains on the pocket knife.

Clap la la.
The flowing water was clear and slightly cool, Hoshino Takuya accidentally met his indifferent eyes in the mirror.

Hoshino Takuya couldn't remember the last time he looked in the mirror. He stared blankly at the man with a cold expression in the mirror and felt that it was extraordinarily strange and absurd.

This is - me.

Hoshino Takuya looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly smiled, and the young man in the mirror also showed the same cruel and cold smile.

Rather than saying that Takuya Hoshino at this time is a righteous police officer who died in despair and hatred, swallowed by the abyss, and blackened by despair.

Rather it is——

He was just released from the shackles that imprisoned his dark nature with family affection and the past under the guidance of despair and hatred.

only……

Hoshino Takuya grabbed a towel casually, wiped off the dagger and put it away again.

He indifferently touched what Gin wanted from the corpse.

Since he has been with justice, he will never... never sink in darkness.

　I really like Hoshino Takuya, I hope you can like this little devil too~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)