[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

Pointing at the mobile phone, Tsushima browsed a rough map of the building, "It's on the eleventh floor." Looking up at the ceiling, Tsushima narrowed his eyes.

The ears that were several times sharper than ordinary people heard the footsteps upstairs, turned around, the corners of his clothes swayed with his body, and Tsushima calmly directed the assault troops to go upstairs.

"Akutagawa-kun, how is your side?" He raised his right hand to cover the headset, tilted his head, his gray hair fell down and stuck to his cheek, "My side is coming to an end."

"Ahem, mere remnants..." Indistinct collisions and a few hoarse coughs came from the earphones.

Glancing at the time on the phone screen from the corner of the eye, Tsushima estimated the timing, "Go to the warehouse next, there is probably a passage for them to escape over there, and block it in advance."

After all, the commotion at the main entrance was too great, as if it was simply to attract the attention of Hong Kong gangsters, and based on a few clues at the scene... it was easy to guess.

"What...!" Covering his mouth, Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned.Although I didn't understand how the other party knew, but in the end I believed the words.

Subtle irritability pervades the chest cavity.

...Probably because he was commanded by such a weak guy.

But this is also the leader's order—"Tsushima will assist you in your work, Akutagawa-kun, please protect Tsushima-kun well."

"Cough." Spitting out the bloodshot saliva in his mouth, putting his hands in his pockets, Akutagawa rushed towards the warehouse.

How boring.

Sighing, he put the phone in his pocket, and the gray-haired boy went downstairs slowly.

Listening to someone's malicious words with a smile: "Because the affairs of Hong Kong gangsters are relatively heavy recently, this task will be handed over to Mr. Tsushima." work" and so on... With these inexplicable excuses, I have added a lot of trouble to my work.

Well, to put it bluntly, Mori Ogai was probably just evaluating his abilities.

Inserting his fingers into the hair, Tsushima yawned as he rubbed the back of his head because he was in a hurry to go out in the morning and didn't comb his hair well.

Looking at the little blood stains on his wrist, the boy's eyes pressed down.

Not caring about staining his clothes, he carelessly wiped the clotted blood on the black coat.

Take away someone else's life...

He stopped suddenly, rubbing his fingertips against the calluses he had worn out from practicing with the gun in the past few days.

Spreading his fingers, staring at the white palm, his black eye mask fell into deep thought.

To be honest, I didn't feel anything.

After all, I am not a human being, and there is no such thing as sympathy for human death.

Because for me - it's just someone who has nothing to do with it, without any value that makes me like it, so it doesn't matter if it's dead or alive~

Elephants will only feel sad if they trample their ant friends to death... If they accidentally kill a strange ant, they probably won't care at all.

However, I'm still a little tired.

Tired of this...world that lives by taking lives.

The food that sustains life is also life. In order to obtain a better life, it will also squeeze the lives of others, and in order to maintain its own life, it will kill other lives.

Life is born from life, life dies from life.

...But I am the only one who is excluded from life.

Beads of sweat condensed from the corners of his forehead, rolled down embarrassingly, and dripped onto the cold concrete floor.

"I'm willing to tell you all the information and...so..." The decadent middle-aged man knelt on the ground, his usually straight back was now weakly hunched, making a pleading gesture.

"Please, please let my son go...he was not involved in this matter, he is innocent..." Biting his lips, the man trembled weakly, spitting out in pain discourse.

"The order from the port mafia is..." The black windbreaker twisted and changed, elongated into sharp spikes, suspended in the air, "clean up all personnel in the organization." Looking at the enemy indifferently, Akutagawa Ryu Nosuke walked forward step by step.

"...I'm sorry, Yuuki." Realizing that there was no possibility of communication, the man closed his eyes and hugged the sad looking young man behind him.

Giving up resistance, he stroked his son's head with rough hands, and then hugged him tightly, "I'm not a good father..."

"I'm sorry, and... Dad loves you." Along with the middle-aged man's words, there was also the sound of liquid splashing.

The blond young man stared blankly at the man lying in front of him, unable to twitch and gradually stopped moving, his eyes were stunned, as if he couldn't accept "Woo..." He wanted to scream, but the fear held him back. Stuck in throat, unable to make any sound.

"That's it, Ryunosuke." A voice in the air interrupted the black-haired youth's footsteps, "Let's go."

"The boss's order is Qing..." Ignoring the other party's words, the black Rashomon attacked.

"It doesn't matter, I will explain it to him. And I am the one leading the team this time, you should obey my orders now." Without any emotion or anger, the cold boyish voice melted into the bloody air.

"...Or, are you defying me?" Restraining the usually soft shell, the dark and unhappy emotions poured out from Tsushima's body, enveloping the surprised person in front of him maliciously.

"Snapped."

A muffled gunshot rang out, and a few strands of gradually white hair fell from his ears.Ryunosuke Akutagawa frowned while stroking the end of his hair blankly.

...completely, unresponsive draw speed.

Lowering his head, Akutagawa responded in a low voice, "...I see."

Strangely, the young man in front of him is such a weak existence...but he can't afford any courage to resist.

"Haha~" Stretched and got out of the car.Ignoring the hesitant expression of the driver in the car, Tsushima smiled and waved his hands: "Well, I'm going to buy some food, don't worry about me."

The frivolous voice was drowned in the wind, "I will not have an accident, after all... there is no one who can "kill" me right now. "Picking up the corners of his mouth, the boy jumped and walked away.

"Which flavor does Jinghua want?" Looking at the poster with the menu printed on the mobile crepe vending machine, the white-haired boy asked softly.

"Hmm..." The girl standing on the side seemed to be a little distressed, and pressed her knuckles to her lips in a tangled state, "King Hua...King Hua wants to..."

"Is this delicious?"

"Ah, I don't think the taste is good..." The speed of speaking was getting slower and slower, and Atsushi Nakajima belatedly turned his head to the direction of the strange but familiar voice beside him.

"Hey~ Then I want the strawberry yogurt flavor." Blinking, like a child raising his hand, he ordered to the waiter who made the crepe.

"It's the first time I've eaten this." After ordering the dessert, Tsushima turned his head, and his round eyes, which were stared with anticipation, shone with a little halo.

"Wait...you...this...."

"You mean my attire?" Looking at Atsushi Nakajima who was sweating nervously, Tsushima lowered his head and glanced at his own clothes. Work clothes? I thought I didn’t have a change of clothes for the time being, so I kept wearing them like this.”

"You are from the port mafia..." Attracted by the boy's familiar attire, Izumi Jinghua shifted her gaze to the smiling boy's face, "Jinghua, I don't know... "

"Well, because I just joined too." Shrugging, Tsushima replied: "I'm Tsushima, please give me your advice."

"Quanjinghua." A faint, slender voice sounded faintly, "The eyes..."

"Huh?" sniffed a puzzled voice, and the gray-haired boy quietly waited for the other party's answer.

"Very gentle..." Like, the way that person looked at her.

"Ah, really." After a long while, Tsushima turned his head away.The bewildered look only lasted a few seconds, then quickly disappeared, and then switched to a smile, Tsushima stretched out his hand to pick up the crepe that the clerk handed him.

Noticing the blackened blood on his left hand, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and hurriedly changed to another clean hand, "It almost stained the food."

"You...what were you doing just now?" Nakajima Atsushi covered his eyes with his palms as he spit out the words of collapse without tears.

"Just cleaning up some trash ~ so I accidentally got my hands dirty."

Rummaging through the clothes, the girl silently took out a wet towel, "This... is for you."

"Jinghua, why are you..." It seemed so indifferent.Reluctantly looking at the two figures, one big and one small sitting by the park bench in the distance, Dun Chang sighed.

The author has something to say: the food that humans eat is life, and life dies because of life.

A woman gives birth to a child, and life is born from life.

Some people say they can't kill, but in fact, as long as they are alive, they are constantly squeezing and absorbing other lives.

This is Tsushima's strange notion.

After all, he is not human, so he sees the world from a very strange angle.

After all, in our eyes, killing pigs and eating pork is nothing.

However, in Tsushima's eyes, there is no difference between killing a pig and killing a pig. They both kill life.

It's just that I care, so I feel sad about the passing of life.If you don't know it, who will care.

So what is I who is no longer "life".

The only wandering ghost in the world, I feel, deeply lonely.

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The man hugged his son in the end to protect him, otherwise he would have killed the young man first.

In the end, Tsushima relented and let the young man go.In fact, this is considered to have disobeyed Mori Ogai's order, and he will probably be punished when he goes back.

Too soft and timid heart.

Contrary to this kindness, it is completely different from ordinary people's treatment of life, which will make people feel horrible indifference.

He is really a very conflicted person, Tsushima-kun.

That's why he was evaluated by Mori Ogai as a child with distinct good and evil qualities.

But in the eyes of Mori Ogai, it seems that there is still some unnecessary weakness.

And Tsushima, you frightened the children, and you bald Akutagawa's hair.