In Yokohama's days as a writer

[20XX year, x month x day, overcast

I decided to write a novel. Although a strange existence has always believed that I can become an excellent novelist, so far, I still have no idea what to write.

Sure enough, a useless sinner like me is more suitable to meet death in a desolate area. 】

[stop! ]

Shuji Tsushima stopped writing obediently, and sat on the chair very obediently, like a good student's attitude when encountering a teacher asking a question.

but! !

The system bites the small handkerchief, these are all illusions!Illusion! !

But what can it do?

The system went down again.

Since Tsushima Ami's death, Tsushima Shuji has been very strange, others can't see any difference, and the system that gets along day and night often receives children spit black mud.

The system said that the heart is really tired.

[Xiu Zhi, although this kind of funeral literature is quite popular with contemporary people, but as the flowers of the new era of the motherland, how about we write something vigorous? ]

The system is testing on the verge of protest.

"Don't, don't!" Shuji Tsushima hugged himself, "You don't love me anymore. You said you would pick the stars and the moon for me, and support me in everything. Now you are not the same as before."

Shuji Tsushima whimpered and complained about the scumbag.

"you've changed."

System: ... No, you have changed, become more rebellious.

[Perhaps you can choose to relax and relax. ] The system makes suggestions very seriously.

"I'm very relaxed now." Shuji Tsushima twirled the pen with nimble fingers, "No one cares about me, and I'm not starving to death. Except that I can't go out, everything is fine."

Shuji Tsushima has never left this door since Ami Tsushima's funeral.

Partly because he didn't want to go out, but more because the Tsushima family was under house arrest in disguise.

Talking about this system, he was full of anger, saying that protecting the heirs meant house arrest and not letting Xiu Zhi go out. It was an important promotion event, and he was afraid of ruining the event.

The system carefully weighed the pros and cons with its small brain, and considered whether to take advantage of Xiuzhi's inattention and go out and beat that bastard in a sack.

Take a look at the energy you have stored.

Forget it, he's not worth it.

"Xiuzhi-kun." Mrs. Tsushima knocked on the door, "It's time to eat."

"Okay, come right away."

Shuji Tsushima closed his notebook and followed Mrs. Tsushima downstairs for dinner.

"You don't have to work so hard, it will be fine if you get sick."

"It's okay, it's okay, how can you say it's hard work doing what you like, I enjoy it."

It was as if everything had happened in this family. Mrs. Tsushima still loved Shuji very much, and Shuji Tsushima seemed to be immersed in this happy atmosphere.

"Xiu Zhi, come down." Mr. Tsushima sat at the dining table, put down the newspaper in his hand, and said with concern, "Everyone is here, let's eat."

"it is good!"

However, all this is just an illusion.

Shuji Tsushima thought calmly.

As long as it is false, there will be a broken day, or it will be sooner or later.

For the Tsushima family, this day came very quickly.

The fire of vengeance from hell quickly swept through Tsushima's house. Shuji Tsushima walked out of his room. The people around him no longer cared about him, and they passed by him one after another, wanting to escape.

Black irises followed everyone who tried to escape.

very beautiful.

But beauty often comes with death.

"No! Don't come here! Ahhhhh!"

"I want to get out of here, let me go!!"

"I don't want to die, no, I have money, I can give you whatever you want, let me go!"

The door was locked.

It's already hell on earth.

Shuji Tsushima stretched out his hand and carefully touched the life-threatening butterflies, but the iris butterfly turned into flying smoke when it touched Shuji Tsushima's fingers.

Ah, it's a different ability.

"Shuji-kun." Mrs. Tsushima's slender figure appeared from around the corner, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Shuji Tsushima said lightly.

Mrs. Tsushima forced a smile, and was about to approach Shuji Tsushima, and took his hand: "It's fine, let's get out of here quickly."

"I know a secret passage, your father has left first, let's get out of here too." Mrs. Tsushima looked around and said to Shuji Tsushima in a voice that could only be heard by two people.

Shuji Tsushima looked down at the palm that was grasped vigorously, and responded obediently without any resistance.

The secret passage was set up in Mr. Tsushima's study, and Mrs. Tsushima seemed quite familiar with it, so she quickly opened the secret passage.

Also walked out quickly.

Coming out from behind the overgrown stone tablet, this place is not far from Tsushima's house. The diameter is only about one kilometer, but it seems very far away across a mountain.

Shuji Tsushima couldn't help admiring, if he was going here from the gate of Tsushima's house, he would have to take a long detour, and he might not be able to get there in a few hours, but Mr. Tsushima actually dug out a hollow mountain road and passed a secret road to come here .

Shuji Tsushima stroked the stone tablet engraved with the genealogy of Tsushima's past dynasties with emotion.

"Mr. Xiuzhi, let's go quickly." Mrs. Tsushima seemed very urgent, and hurriedly wanted to go to Rajinshima Xiuzhi.

"No need, Miss Hashimoto." Shuji Tsushima avoided Mrs. Tsushima's hand and leaned on the stone tablet.

"Mr. Xiuzhi, don't lose your temper at this time." Mrs. Tsushima took up the airs of the hostess, as if facing her disobedient child, fierce but compassionate.

But is it real?

Shuji Tsushima smiled sarcastically: "No, I didn't make trouble, Miss Hashimoto, I remember that you were the eldest lady of the Hashimoto family before you married into the Tsushima family."

"Indeed." Mrs. Tsushima, no, she should be called Hashimoto Mei, "Why did Xiu Zhi-kun suddenly bring up the past?"

Hashimoto Mei realized that Shuji Tsushima had discovered something, although she didn't care anymore, she had lost everything, her husband, her children, her parents.

There is nothing left to lose.

"Is this the cemetery prepared for me?" Tsushima Shuji said casually, "Actually, I don't like this place."

"Miss's special ability is very useful." Shuji Tsushima suddenly changed the subject, "Those butterflies were released by miss."

"It's very beautiful. If I can die under such a peerless beauty, I think I will be very happy."

Hashimoto Mei's body was shaking, but Shuji Tsushima turned a blind eye.

"Actually, there is no one in the Tsushima family anymore, right?" Tsujima Shuji's kite-colored eyes shone coldly, "Miss, did you kill all your children? It's really cruel."

"Why? Because Mr. Tsushima killed your child?"

"I understand."

"Shut up!" Mei Hashimoto couldn't stand it anymore, "What do you understand! What can you understand!"

A black light glowed in Hashimoto Mei's hands, and countless iris butterflies flew out of the sky, covering the moonlight and covering everything, leaving behind a dark despair that entangled the two of them all the time.

"Miss Hashimoto, these beautiful butterflies can't hurt me." Shuji Tsushima laughed at himself, "Didn't you see it at Tsushima's house?"

"At that time, you wanted to give me a good time with your supernatural power, you were so gentle."

"Unfortunately, it failed."

"My supernatural ability—disqualification in the world, but anti-supernatural power, the supernatural power that erases the effects of all supernatural powers in the world."

Shuji Tsushima raised his head and looked directly at the messenger of hell under the darkness.

"You have a short knife, how about using that to end my life."

"It must be an extremely tender experience to die under the hands of the young lady."

Shuji Tsushima's relieved and expectant eyes made Mei Hashimoto a little afraid, not because he was afraid of his madness, but because he was afraid of what Shuji Tsushima hid deeper.

It was something Shuji Tsushima himself hadn't noticed.

It was this kind of thing that made Hashimoto Mei burst into tears unconsciously. She knelt down in front of Shuji Tsushima and cried loudly.

【Miss Hashimoto, I understand, you are just too sad and desperate. 】

[Please don't do this, can you?Remember what you are as a human being, and don’t discard your qualifications as a human being, okay? 】

[I have lost my qualifications to be a human being, but you have. 】

【I believe you. 】

That is, light!

In the child's eyes, there were expectations for her and forgiveness for her.

How could she have the right to personally kill the only human world left in this child's heart?