Comprehensive cat department boss Yokohama doing things daily

He doesn't want to talk about those things to others, but today he can make an exception.

He said softly: "Qianye, when I woke up... my mind was blank, I had no memory, and the shame of not even knowing my own background, I still feel sad when I think about it now. It would be a lie to say that I don't care."

Even though he said such words, those cobalt blue pupils were full of calmness, which was the magnanimity of accepting the true self, and the determination to stick to the original heart no matter what the situation.

"I'm just holding a good card that I can handle and doing what I can. I can't say any great truths that can enlighten people. It's just that for us, a blank space has more possibilities. The meaning of life has to be found by yourself, as long as you live, there is hope. Do you regret meeting the person you love?"

"...I don't regret it." The tone of the silver-haired boy was finally not numb to indifferent calm, but slightly trembling and choked.

"Even if I am destined to be separated from him, even if his light brings more desolation, I don't regret meeting him. After all, whether it is looking back on the past or looking forward to the future, without him, I have nothing. I shrink in myself I didn’t dare to touch the outside world inside the walls I built, but it was he who surmounted the barriers and brought me roses and warm sunshine. He is the only hero in the whole world who will desperately rush to save me. But because of this—”

"That's what made me suffer even more!"

There is no joy in life without meeting you.But if I meet you in life, it is doomed to be fruitless, so what should I do for the rest of my life?

"You bastard, don't cry!" Chuya's voice was a little tense, he wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to say it, so he could only change the subject dryly, "This is my most expensive suit of clothes!"

"Don't worry... I didn't cry, maybe I had foreseen such an ending a long time ago."

Qianye straightened up, and pushed away Zhongya's hand holding his shoulder.

"Maybe it's because I was too cowardly. I was ready to be abandoned from the very beginning, and I was always worried and timid for so long that when this day really came, I didn't have a single tear."

There is no point in crying.

Because, the only person who would feel sorry for him and anxious about his tears had already been pushed away by his own hands.

"The time with him was really beautiful, but it's a pity that reality forced me to wake up from my dream, and my short-lived life returned to the right track... The dream broke down, and I was still the tool who had nothing and lived only to shoulder the mission."

"Hey, Chuya... I obviously want to live as a human, but as a human, I am being killed by humans bit by bit. It's really ironic."

"There are still 7 days..."

"What seven days?"

Qianye was silent, then got up to say goodbye to him.

"It's time for me to go. It's a pleasure talking to you in my last human hours."

Tokyo Astronomical Bureau.

Alarms were buzzing and people were noisy.

"Minister, you are back. The situation is urgent! Three hours ago, Yinghuo Xing was dimmed and was on the verge of falling. Although it came back on after that, the astrology was not stable... there is..."

"have what!"

"There is a tendency to guard your heart."

To put it simply, Mars moves closer to the position of the heart. This astronomical phenomenon in ancient times represented national turmoil, and heavyweight officials were bound to be sacrificed to prevent disasters.

In the second year of Suihe, Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty, the astronomical officials reported that there was a phenomenon of "keeping one's heart in confusion". In order to prevent disasters, the then prime minister Zhai Fangjin committed suicide and became the first heavyweight official to die for astronomical phenomena.

The man known as the minister was covered in cold sweat.

"Miss Kirihara, what do you think we should do in this situation?"

"It's very simple, just pretend that nothing happened." Misaki Kirihara looked up at the slow-moving Yinghuo constellation, "Even if this kind of vague astrology forecasts the officials, they will not believe it. Just call today's alarm Treat it as a false positive.”

After dismissing the unimportant people, Misaki Kirihara took off her glasses and wiped them carelessly, but her eyes kept looking at the slowly moving red star.

"Sorry, see you. I didn't expect it to end like this."

"It's impossible between the contractor and the non-contractor." Thinking of a man named Hei, she smiled wryly, "It's like I've been chasing him, but he never wants to respond to me."

Why me?

Why should I face the dark and terrifying world alone, why am I the only one suffering, and why should everyone else live happily under my protection?

What am I doing wrong?Why am I the only one so unlucky?I am not reconciled!Not reconciled, he even wanted to destroy the city he valued the most!

But no, you will be hated by him, and you will never be forgiven for the rest of your life.

I'm sorry, Mr. Fukuzawa, but I can't do what I promised you.

How can I be reconciled if I don't vent this pain?

"Wandering in fear, crumbling and screaming in blood, trembling and sobbing in the dark—enjoy yourself, this is my return."

On the morning of July 7, Senator Yamamoto's wife and daughter were gas poisoned due to a malfunction of the gas valve, and were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.Yamamoto himself died in a car accident due to wrong driving while driving there, and his daughter and wife were brain-dead after rescue efforts failed.

On the afternoon of July 7st, Yoshiki Asano, a powerful confidant of Fujiwara Kita, the backbone of the main combat faction, was driving home when he passed a rebar cart, and the rope binding the rebar suddenly broke. Unfortunately or fortunately, the 21 steel bars pierced through him all avoided his vital points.But the time of the accident was during rush hour in Tokyo, and the ambulance could not arrive. Asano struggled for half an hour before bleeding to death.

At 7 a.m. on July 22, Chun Jing, a congressman who hated dogs, kicked a stray dog ​​to death during his morning exercise, and was crazily retaliated by wild dogs, and was eaten to death in full view of the public.When the police arrived, they only had time to contain his body, and the wild dogs were nowhere to be found.

At the same time that Junai died, his colleague, one of the 465 members of the House of Representatives, Nosoki and his wife died of electric shock at home.According to the police investigation, the cause of the electric shock was that Ye Guo was about to turn off the light in the bathroom after washing his hands before drying them.

After hearing the screams, Mrs. Yeguo used her son's baseball bat to try to pull her husband away in desperation. However, five days ago, her son's wooden baseball bat broke. That stick with the same appearance but metal inside.

The case ended on a sad surprise.

But where in the world are there so many accidents?

But it was all premeditated.

In the dark room, only the electronic screen of the computer illuminated a piece of blue fluorescent light.

A pair of bright silver pupils reflected the faint blue light from the screen in front of him, like a pure and magnificent moonlight reflected in the lake.

However, those eyes no longer had the tenderness and tranquility and the bright light full of kindness towards the world.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." The young man laughed, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, "Have you seen that! Yeguo's old bastard before he died, when he saw that woman, his eyes lit up with something called hope." You must have felt that you must be saved at the time! Maybe you even thought about how to thank your wife in the future!"

"However, he saw the baseball bat that the other party took out with his own hands. When he tried to remind him, but he was paralyzed by the electric shock and couldn't make a sound, that shocked, desperate, remorseful and unbelievable look!"

"It really delighted me! What a pity, I can only share it with you at this moment, underworld."

"Yes, master. But you can choose to send this video to Mr. Military Department."

"Kyosuke won't like this. He prefers to destroy them with complete power, let them howl in despair in blood and pain, grind their spirits with bloody means, and use physical pain to tear them down inch by inch. Drive them crazy and finish them off."

The silver-haired boy turned his head slightly, with a smile on his face.

"Compared with that guy, I really feel that my methods are too gentle. If this continues, I will be laughed at."

The light... I can't see it anymore.

That being the case.

The young man raised his hand, stared at his white palm, and said with a light smile, "I figured it out, why should I be a good person? Anyway, my hands were already stained with blood. If that's the case, I just dyed it red." Be more thorough."

He slammed his palms together and clenched them into fists.

"It's too unfair for me to suffer alone. Didn't you always want me to be their companion? I agreed, so it would be interesting for everyone to go to hell to accompany me!"

He showed an innocent smile like an angel, and his brows and eyes were full of joy like a child who got a long-awaited toy.

"You're right, master! No matter how you think about it, it's reasonable, it's indeed you!" The electronic mechanical voice echoed calmly.

"However, Kyousuke's method is so brutal, and death must not bring them more fear. This is not possible~~ It is decided! My task is to let them feel the horror of hell deeply while they are alive, Let them despair and repent for what they did, let them regret coming into this world."

"Since Kyousuke is punishing them physically, then I will torture my 'companions' mentally, persecuting and intimidating them bit by bit, so that they will be terrified all the time, whether eating or sleeping. Walking outside, afraid to go out, even afraid to let food in, I want to let them face the threat of death without giving them a good time. Just like they once did to me."

"Ah~ I hope they can last a little longer. If it breaks too easily, it will be very difficult for me~"

His slender fingers fiddled with the scroll wheel of the mouse, watching the long list that kept sliding down the screen.

"Struggle hard, let me have fun. Otherwise, wouldn't my rare determination be meaningless?"

"Underworld, go tell Kyousuke. From now on, don't play them to death again."

"I thought of a more interesting game."

Now, did you say, the crowd game called justice?

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感谢在2020-07-1514:12:45~2020-07-1711:15:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 62221 bottles of Sleeping God; 10 bottles of Kongjie Tianming;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!