Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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Isamu Sakurada, one of the top five cadres of the Port Mafia.He was the youngest cadre in the organization until the boy named "Osamu Dazai" appeared.

Although he looks powerful on the outside, he looks like the kind of person who can solve problems with his fists.But on the contrary, he is a calm and sharp person who is extremely inconsistent with his appearance.Because of the supernatural power enough to see many things, he can easily understand people's hearts.

When the amount of information collected reaches a certain level, Isamu Sakurada can use the ability to judge whether a person is lying.This ability is not a spontaneous ability that he can control, but haunts his life in a passive form all the time.

Almost every moment, he is looking at the ugliness of human nature.

Lively music was played at the wedding venue.

The guests below are all smiling and staring at them, while he and the woman who will become his wife stand on the stage surrounded by a sea of ​​white flowers.

The woman standing across from her in a white wedding dress couldn't tell that she was about to enter her [-]s, and the cosmetics covered up the traces left by the years on her face very well.Her smile at this time was extremely soft, and her white skin was so bright that it was almost transparent under the sun.

The priest standing in front of the two of them was giving a lengthy speech at this time.Isamu Sakurada lowered his head, looking at the woman who was a full head shorter than him, with a smile that couldn't be lowered.

"Isamu Sakurada, are you willing to marry Keiko Inamori?" At this moment, the pastor's voice was like an inquiry from heaven.

"I am willing." The man replied almost piously. He didn't even realize that there was a little tremor in his calm tone all the year round.

"So, Keiko Inamori, would you like to marry Isamu Sakurada?"

The woman opposite did not speak.

She was silent for a long time, so that all the guests below fell silent, staring at her with burning eyes and gradually nervous.

The pastor who presided over the wedding was stunned, and asked again: "Keiko Inamori, are you willing to marry Isamu Sakurada?"

Isamu Sakurada waited for a while, but saw the woman facing her with her head down, still silent.

He inexplicably felt a feeling of heart palpitations, and even panicked rarely.

"Keiko?" he called softly.

The very beautiful woman dressed up today finally raised her head.She frowned, with a bright smile on her face.

"I am willing." She said, "Ayong, I am willing."

"I would like to be your wife."

At this moment, the entire face of the groom at the wedding scene froze.His gaze was blank for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually dropped.

She said she would.

Today's sunshine is warm, the wind is gentle, and the sound of the lawn being blown by the wind is gentle.

The man in a bright black suit stopped in place.His eyes trembled, and a biting chill crept up his back.

She said she would.

but.

Keiko, why are you lying?

He trembled his lips, suppressing the urge to roar, and finally managed to piece together a few broken syllables from his throat: "Hui Zi."

"Pfft-"

The scene in front of me was blurred.

Just like the dizziness of a drunken person, everything has become blurred, and the surrounding colors are gradually being drawn away.

Isamu Sakurada lowered his head and saw a silver dagger stuck in his chest.

His eyes flicked around, Yansun held the hand holding the dagger, and looked at the woman who had been with him for several years and was smiling at him at the moment.

——Just come on the appointed day, Ah Yong.

——I can't wait until the wedding day.

Can't wait, the moment when I personally insert the dagger into your heart.

"Isamu Sakurada." Keiko Inamori's eyes reflected his bewildered face.

"Give me back my child."

I don't know who made the first scream in the venue, and finally a large number of guests ran away in panic.

Sawada Tsunayoshi and Dazai stood up together, he grabbed Satomi who was about to rush to the stage, and Dazai ran directly to the man on the high stage.

Lian Ye sat in her seat with a dazed face, stared at the stage with her eyes wide open, and finally tears gradually burst into her eyes.

The burly man on the stage slowly knelt down on the ground, he lowered his head weakly, and the crimson color bloomed from under him little by little.

Keiko Inamori stood up, and the smile that was on her face at first disappeared.Like an emotionless cold machine, she walked down the high platform step by step with her bloody long skirt.

"Hui Zi!" The man's hoarse roar came from behind.

"Keiko!" The man struggled on the stage, bloody foam overflowed between his lips and teeth, his distressed appearance and fragile expression were not the same as before.

His body was trembling from hypothermia, he raised his arms, trying to reach the woman's back with all his strength.

But the woman didn't look back.

She didn't even want to give him a look.

The back of his hand fell to the ground, his body collapsed together, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Mom!" Satomi yelled at the woman who was about to leave.

Keiko Inamori was stunned for a moment, and finally rushed towards her daughter with her blood-stained face.Those deep black eyes gradually became brighter after seeing the crying daughter.

"Mom." Satomi stood behind Tsunayoshi, barely showing half of her body. She was sobbing and raised her hand to rub the corner of her eyes, "Sakurada. Uncle Sakurada, did he make a mistake?"

She sobbed, her tone full of strong crying: "Mom, can, can you forgive Uncle Sakurada."

"Satomi." Keiko Inamori called her daughter's name. She was holding a long skirt and wanted to take a step forward, but Tsuna raised her arm to stop her.

Keiko Inamori's figure paused, she glanced at the girl hiding behind Tsunayoshi, smiled lightly and shook her head.

"Satomi, mom can't forgive a liar who killed mom's daughter."

"Unforgivable." She shook her head slightly again.

"I'm sorry Satomi, mom wants him to experience such pain no matter what." She turned her gaze to Lian Ye who was trembling on the seat.

The five-year-old girl burst into tears, and she, who had not yet fully understood the world, sobbed at the father who no longer moved.

Keiko Inamori looked away from the girl, tears streaming down her dark pupils.

"But, but, how can mother do it?"

"How can Mom have the heart?" The little girl smiled sweetly and called her "Aunt Huizi" vividly.

"But no matter what, this man will be punished as he should be." The woman's eyes that were always shining with soft light seemed to be lurking with a crazy storm.

Satomi looked at the woman with a grim expression and shook her head heavily.

"No, Mom. No—"

"He must pay for Yuki's life!"

"To my daughter, to your sister, to Yuki's life!" Her voice turned into a hysterical roar.

"No, mother, it's not like that!"

"To Yuki's life—!" The woman could no longer hear anything.

Her eyes were full of madness, and it was clear that there were still tears sliding down the curvature of her cheeks, but she grinned widely, crying and laughing as if all her reason had collapsed.

"He wants to pay for Yuki's life! Give Yuki's life! Give Yuki's life—!" She shouted until the end, even her vocal cords seemed to be damaged, and her words became fragmented.

She is crying.

She is laughing.

The world is spinning.

She was drowning in madness, hopeless.

"But mom." Satomi called the woman again.

"After doing this, can you feel at ease?" Her childish voice, which was still immature, resounded throughout the venue.

The woman's eyes widened.

She was silent for a while, and suddenly showed a state of extreme bewilderment.She stared fixedly at her tearful daughter, and opened her lips tremblingly.

——Can you feel at ease?

Can you feel at ease?

"I."

A gunshot passed by.

There is a dark hole in the center of the woman's smooth forehead.

She maintained that dazed expression that seemed to be awakened, and the white skirt spun and fluttered with her swaying figure.Then, like a tired butterfly that had been flapping its wings in the air for a long time, she landed on the ground to rest for a while, and she also slowly fell on the lawn.

But the butterfly can once again spread its wings and fly to the sky.She can't.

Blood gurgled down from the round mouth of the black hole.

Sawada Tsunayoshi widened his eyes and ran towards the woman.

He squatted down halfway, and the first thing he did was to stretch out his hand to feel the pulse on her neck.

In fact, he knew that this would not help.

The bullet passed through the head from the rear, meaning the entire brain was penetrated.

He died instantly and could not be saved.

He stood up silently, and looked at the man in a black suit approaching not far away.This person also holds a pistol/gun that has apparently just been used.

Aida Zhencheng.

Sawada Tsunayoshi heard the sound of clenching his teeth and joints that he couldn't restrain.

"At first, I thought this woman was unreliable, but who would have thought that the shot would be so neat—" Aida Zhencheng, who appeared from nowhere, stopped at a position some distance away from Sawada Tsunayoshi.

He was playing with the silver-black pistol/gun in his hand, with a teasing smile on his face, and he said pointedly: "After all, she can't even hold coffee steadily."

At that moment, the long string of reason seemed to be broken.

"It's you." Sawada Tsunayoshi repeated, "It really is you."

That day at the cafe in Motomachi, the person sitting opposite Keiko Inamori, the person wearing a mask and peaked cap, was indeed Aida Shinnari.

"What did you say to Ms. Inamori!?" He quickly ignited a flame in his palm, and his gaze seemed to have cut the man to pieces countless times.

"Some facts. The fact that Isamu Sakurada lied to her."

"I'm just telling the truth. To tell the truth, is there anything wrong?"

"I have never encouraged Keiko Inamori to do anything from the beginning to the end. All of this is her own will." Aida Zhencheng shrugged, shook the gun in his hand slightly, and pointed towards the imminent Tsuna, who made the move, whistled: "I advise you not to move around."

"Did you see it?" He pointed his gun at Gang Ji's back, "There are two little girls behind you."

The man raised his voice and said, "The magazine of this gun can hold fifteen rounds in total. One round was used up just now, and there are still fourteen rounds left."

"I know you are very capable and can catch bullets directly."

"But do you want to compare who is faster with fourteen directional bullets?"

The author has something to say: the second is a little later, maybe after midnight.

Go to bed early, everyone, see you tomorrow morning