【L月L】Inquisitor

There are always questions left unanswered.

Mi Haisha has always wanted to know why she wasn't the one who died that day.

The sunset was very red, and there were no clouds in the sky.It tilted downward, and the orange-red light fell through the gaps in the glass and fell on the texture of the floor, like the ever-extending veins of leaves.The black schoolbag she was carrying made her shoulders a little numb. Standing at the door, she struggled to take out the house key from the bag and inserted it into the lock.

The door opened with a "squeak".

She opened the door, like opening Pandora's box.

The red solidified, and it bloomed and stretched on the wall, leaving fragmented traces.She raised her feet and found that the soles of her feet were a little wet, leaving a spreading stain on the white socks.

She suddenly remembered a theory - Schrödinger's cat.

So, she always dreamed of that door.

On the black door, the golden handle already showed signs of wear and tear, and the slanted sunlight cut a clear line on the door.She stood just outside the door, her cheeks were a little hot, and the shoulder straps of her backpack fell on her already numb shoulders.

She stood outside the door, but never took a step.

Today's sunset is as red as that day.The crimson afterglow is a dangerous landscape, which makes people feel anxious and uneasy, but people are obsessed with its beauty and warmth, and they can't help but stop and look into the distance.

There were very few people in the cemetery in the evening.Some black tombstones are covered with a thick layer of dust, they have been forgotten, showing the vicissitudes of time. Cemetery No. 40 is at the deepest part of the path, and the gravel winds into a quiet path.It was an extremely secluded corner, with shadows of trees swaying on the blank tombstone.

The smooth marble is like a mirror, and only her own blurred shadow can be seen clearly, but there is a white narcissus lying quietly on the tombstone in this corner.There is no trace of wind and dust on it, as if it has just been put on it.The white flowers die in the most prosperous flowering period, and the neatly cut rhizomes are exposed to the air, and the edges of the petals are rolled into waves, showing a sluggish posture after the peak, and will completely wither in a short time.

The moment she saw the flower, she suddenly calmed down.

It had been ten days since the shooting, but she still hadn't heard any news about Ye Shenyue.All the news only reported Naomi Misora ​​who died on duty, while Yagami Tsuki seemed to have completely disappeared.

When the gunshot rang out, she trembled so fast that she lost all ability to think.And Naomi Misora's gun was obviously more powerful than the pen in her hand, and she killed the shooter on the spot.But soon the rising smoke engulfed everything, it enveloped the entire club hazy and thick, and the pervasive smog blocked her vision.Burning red and gray are obsessively entwined, they twist and rise, spreading in mid-air.The alarm outside the window blared across the sky, and it was getting closer, and one police car and one fire truck sped down the road.

Ye Shenyue did not respond to her messages and calls.

She's not sane -- never was.She had already realized that all of this was just a pre-designed trap, and the instigator was undoubtedly the young man who had been sitting next to Ye Shenyue from the very beginning, his weird eyes were full of dark ink.And this person is hiding in an unknown corner, waiting for an opportunity.As long as she appears in his sight, she is very likely to be written on the death note.But she was never afraid of death, what she was afraid of was that her own death would become a flaw in Ye Shenyue's plan.If she confirms the judge's judgment, Ye Shenyue's plan to contact the judge as the second KIRA will fall by the wayside.

But these were just cover-up excuses, because she had thought of and implemented the solution.

She stood in front of the door, the fine lines on the black wooden door hovered, and the soft arc of the golden handle was held in her hand.She couldn't turn it, the metal handle was like a solid block of ice, her fingers were frozen to it.

The wave of thinking is rolling, it is like a raging rain that cannot be appeased.Fragmentary pictures are trying to piece together a clear pattern, but it is still a vague language, and what it conveys is nothing but the dead past.

She is afraid.She fears the past of death, and also fears everything that is destined to come.

Then a drop of hot tears struggled from the socket of the eye, and the scorching temperature splashed on the back of the hand—after all, it still melted.

The door that was thrown open was swinging, the door leaf opened and closed left and right, and the neglected light was shattered by it.

Vulnerable people, brave people.

There was a pungent smell floating in the air, and the flow of people was running behind her, only she was like a fish swimming against the current, chasing after the dry traces of the receding waves.

She ran into the fire, and then someone stopped her forcefully and pulled her away from the cordon.The yellow cordon was whistling by the wind, like a flag, shaking its body frantically.Mi Haisha's outstretched arm passed through those blocking arms, waving in the gap, red and orange swayed between his fingers.

So she shouted, calling his name hoarsely.

"Night God Moon!"

The blocking people kept pushing and pushing, her face was full of anxiety and panic, but at the same time she was calm - in a hidden corner in the bottom of her heart, the water in the pool did not fluctuate at all.So it sank like this, but it was also the blood of two people.

She saw her younger self sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor.

The red light above the operating room at the end went out, and the loud cry of the baby broke through the chaos in the corridor.White walls and white ghosts seem to be breathed a new life.The baby cried, its red face wrinkled into a ball, as if it was in great pain.

There were gratified smiles on the faces of the swarming crowd.But she didn't know exactly why this was a happy thing—the child was crying and screaming.She looked at it, as if someone would rush out and cut the baby's throat at any time, people subdued him, he laughed, then cried, and disappeared into transparent air.

No one ever asked him if he was going to come to this world, just like no one asked why she continued to linger here.

This is a question without an answer, and the only thing to do is to find an answer.

She pushed open one door after another, and opened the lids of Pandora's Box one after another.She went round and round, but always returned to that room.In the center of the room lay two remains of human bodies. The bodies are empty, like plaster molds, and the soles of their feet are wet and cold blood.

She wandered here for a long time, exhausted, body and soul dried up together.She thought she had finally found the answer, but today, she lost him.She didn't know where he was taken, as if he had completely disappeared.She didn't know how his injuries were, and didn't know if he was still alive, and everything returned to the unknown origin.

The petals were trembling by the wind, swaying playfully in her hands.

The unearthed Death Note was well preserved without any damage.Mi Haisha was a little thankful that she didn't give up on herself, but according to Ye Shenyue's original plan, sent Rem's death note and the name of the judge written on her death note to the two people that Ye Shenyue had requested, and Came to the previously agreed NO.40 cemetery, and dug out the Death Note belonging to Ye Shenyue.

Now, she has to complete the last task - to also write the name of the judge on Ye Shenyue's death note.

The sky is getting darker, the sky is gradually sinking, the sun is fading, and the clouds are broken.The messy tree image was painted with ink and turned into an indelible black.

It dripped and landed on the horizontal line of the notebook.

The brand new page on the note has only two lines.

She was too familiar with those words, but it might be because they were so familiar that she couldn't recognize them.They are no longer a language system, and the combination has become an indescribable symbol, which refers to a person, an ending, or even a person's short life.

Mi Haisha pinched the edge of the notebook, her fingertips began to tremble and tremble unceasingly, the paper pages were wrinkled by her, and her red nails looked like hot blood oozing out.Then she suddenly laughed.

"So that's how it is..."

She smiled, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, crystal clear tears dripping on the black writing on the notebook page, and then it seemed to be sucked away by the page and disappeared completely.

"Writing a confession on the death note is really unattractive."

At that moment, she suddenly understood a truth. In fact, no matter whether she opened the door or not, the ending inside was doomed.Her struggle and surrender are actually meaningless, because it is a meaningless and absurd reality, and she wants to prove something, but she doesn't know what she wants to prove.It is just a vague feeling of following, and only such a pursuit can exist as meaning itself in this meaningless reality.

Like Rem, like Geras.

She held the pen, but her wrist kept shaking.She tried hard to write clearly, but the letter "B" was like a mess of circles intertwined with each other, which looked like a very strange pattern.The rolled "Y" curves upwards, forming a rounded arc.

"However, in fact, I also wrote the same confession letter, so I think we are still a unique match. Of course I didn't write your name, you are so smart, you must know that the person I love is you."

She was talking to herself, staring at the name for a long time, and finally closed the notebook.She put the black notebook back into the bag, and she filled up the soil bit by bit, and together with the narcissus, it became a secret buried in the ground and unable to see the light.

After finishing all this, she decided to meet Ye Shenyue.

"I'm glad to hear from you - because that's exactly the answer I was looking for."