The villain's love literacy

But it didn't seem to be too urgent. Those people died immediately after being touched by him. She could see the process of their souls leaving their bodies and floating into the air, but she was still standing here awkwardly, looking at those people in a daze. dead body.

The young man in the white hat had sensed that she would not be affected by his abilities.

"Um... sorry?"

Sylvia hesitated for a long time before choking out a sentence in English. Now she just wants to leave this place of right and wrong quickly. Although she is the god of death now, she will not be afraid of the attacks of these criminals who don't look like good people, but this does not mean that she Want to get in trouble.

Those people were still speaking Russian, and their fanatical and interested eyes fell on her from time to time, and Sylvia felt that something was wrong.

She backed away slowly, slowly, trying to take the opportunity to slip away quickly, but the young man quickly and accurately grabbed her wrist, this time he looked serious, staring at her with black eyes and said word by word say something.

Sylvia shook her head and hid back, trying to break free from his shackles, but the strength of the young man was stronger than she imagined, and she didn't dare to use too much force, although as a god of death, she could break free completely, but normally she A girl of her size shouldn't have that much strength, and Sylvia didn't want to be more special.

There was no other reason. She was afraid that these people would find a way to silence her. When she took out a knife or a gun and pointed it at her and found that it still had no effect, the matter became more "interesting".

She was so nervous that she almost uttered Italian, and it was only before she could speak that she switched to stumbling English.

"Let, let me go, I don't see a thing, really, I swear!"

But it sounded a little false to her—no, it was very false. Usually when she said this, she must have seen something, and she had indeed seen those people die.

However, from a normal human perspective, it can be forcibly explained that those people fainted. In short, she doesn't want to use force to solve the problem. According to the rules, she can't hurt humans.

The black-haired young man actually relaxed his strength slightly, and softly spit out a word from his thin lips.

"Name."

"what?"

She looked at him in bewilderment, her dark eyes burning with something he couldn't understand, as if she was something he'd been looking for all along.

"Yourname."

He repeated it patiently, and his tone actually softened.

Sylvia felt that if she answered the question he would let her go, so she hesitated and finally said her name.

"Yayoi Asagiri."

The young man repeated her name with an awkward pronunciation with a little Russian accent, finally nodded slightly, and let go of his hand.

This time she slowly backed away tentatively, the young man just put down his hands and stood on the spot, tilting his head slightly to look at her, and the others behind him no longer showed dissatisfaction.

Fyodor watched as the dark-haired Asian girl quickly slipped away from behind a shipping container after seeing that they were no longer trying to stop them, as if they were some ghosts from hell.

But what they did just now was indeed similar.

Asagiri Yayoi, the young man savored the name of this non-clan member carefully. She was also the first person he met who made "crime and punishment" invalid.

He once really thought that there would be no innocent people in the world, but now he has found it.

If it weren't for the unfinished business today, he would definitely not let her leave simply like this.

Now that you know her name, you don't have to worry about not being able to find it.

"How did they see me?"

After leaving the sight of those people, Sylvia couldn't help asking, she was indeed stuck in this world at this point in time, but the basic knowledge about "Death" can still be accurately recalled from her body's memory.

Fusheng floated out and pondered for a while.

"Could it be because of his special ability?"

"Can you kill someone by touching them?"

The environment was too dark at that time, and the lights of the pier were already dim in the container area, so she couldn't see the specific details clearly. She could only see his movements of touching others.

"But then he touched you again, too."

The white stand-in shook his head, referring to the young man holding her wrist later.

"Maybe it's a special ability similar to the ability of a substitute, which needs to be activated with the mind or spirit. Besides, if it really only needs the condition of touching, I don't think such a person will have accomplices."

Sylvia sighed, now she just wanted to purify the unresolved soul that she just missed, and then go back to her hut, hoping never to encounter similar things again.

It's best not to travel far in the future except for missions. She really couldn't understand why her soul had to integrate into human society for the sake of that stutterer.

Because the snow on the roads was too difficult to clear, the original two-day holiday was extended to four days.

On the fifth day, when the food at home was declared a success, Sylvia had to choose to go out to buy food and necessities, and the school resumed.

This is not a popular city in Russia. Even if foreigners come to study abroad, Moscow is the first choice. The school she transferred to had rarely seen Asian faces, and everyone was full of curiosity about the new students.

This was felt on her first day there.

"Hey, see you in a few days."

When Sylvia got on the school bus, the male students sitting in the first row greeted him warmly. His hair was light blond, and his blue eyes were like opals. I have to say that most of the male students here Most of them look as good-looking as male models.

But the downside is - she will be face blind.

The person she was talking to now, she only remembered the day when he first came to school, he was very enthusiastic to show her the way, and even chose to lead her when he found that she still couldn't find her, but he couldn't remember the name.

Although she can understand Russian after wearing the mask, it doesn't mean she can remember everyone's names, especially their names are long and awkward, and if they are not carefully distinguished, most of them are "" in her eyes. XXski".

But fortunately, most of the students are friendly, and there is no such serious discrimination as she imagined.

"It's a holiday right after I transferred in, can't I remember where the classrooms are in the school?"

The boy chuckled and pointed to the seat beside him.

"A little bit."

Sylvia sat down calmly, showing a friendly smile, but just for a few seconds, she froze when she saw the classmate coming up from the next station.

The first thing that caught my eye was the white fur hat, then the short black hair that I remembered, and the indifferent and emotionless eyes.

It was the young man I met at the port that day.

He is still a student!

Sylvia didn't even know whether she should be surprised by his identity first, or lament that the world is so small.

Originally, when he got into the car, he didn't look sideways, as if everything in the car had nothing to do with him, he seemed indifferent and distant.

Until the boy next to her called her name because of her sudden daze.

"Asagiri, what are you looking at?"

The boy looked at her curiously, then at Fyodor who stopped because of his words, and couldn't help asking.

"Are you in the same class?"

"...No, no."

She murmured, seeing the young man's eyes sweeping over her body, the chill behind her back at that moment couldn't help but made her froze.

The voices of other students came from behind.

"Fyodor, how did you do the school bus today?"

To Sylvia's surprise, this male classmate whom she only knew was named Fyodor actually answered well, and she even began to wonder if it was just a lookalike.

He said that his car had been sent for snow tire installation, and the snow was extraordinarily heavy today.

However, she dismissed the idea in the next second.

In a blind spot where the boys on the seat beside him couldn’t see, Fyodor suddenly turned his head and took a deep look at her, and Sylvia immediately looked away—it was him that day on the pier.

...Captain Fuzhu, is it still too late for her to apply for transfer?

At least transfer her to a place where there are no weird people.

Along the way, Sylvia felt uneasy, even answering the boys' questions in a perfunctory manner. After getting off the bus, she thought she would be stopped by Fyodor, but the young man just passed by her, and looked like His classmates entered the campus first.

She stared at his back with complicated eyes, hoping that she would really let that matter pass like this, and neither of them would mention it anymore, and neither would be embarrassed.

The only thing that made her feel very relieved was that Fyodor and her were not in the same grade, otherwise they would have met no matter what class they took. The school is not big, and the elective courses are enough for the two of them to meet.

After finally getting through the day, as soon as the get out of class bell rang, Sylvia rushed out of the classroom and wanted to get on the school bus first. It would be better to find a seat by the window, put on headphones and pretend to sleep.

It's a pity that things backfired, when she was rushing down the corridor, she bumped into the person she was hiding at the corner, and now she couldn't avoid it no matter what.

"and many more."

Just as she was about to pretend nothing happened and turned around to leave, a young man's voice sounded behind her.

Sylvia's footsteps stopped, and other students were already going downstairs one after another. Even the two of them standing one after the other attracted the attention of many people, fearing that they would not get a response, he would continue to make more outrageous actions. She had no choice but to take a deep breath, turn her head and show a polite smile.

"Student, do you need to find me?"

"Morning fog."

He called her by her name, and his voice was softer than his appearance. Although he might be a little slender compared to other Russians, he was still a lot taller than Sylvia, who was now an Asian skeleton.

"I didn't know you were a new transfer student from this school before."

She rolled her eyes in her heart, she didn't know he was!

If she knew, she would definitely complete the withdrawal procedures immediately during the snow break, pack up her bags and return to Soul Soul Realm to find Captain Fuzhu to transfer her to the district.

Can't you provoke her or hide?