I keep peace by drawing cards

On Ania's first birthday, Shinto Ainosuke, who hadn't been back for a long time, came back.

His previously loose blue hair was all combed back, exposing his entire forehead, his brows were sharp, and he had the aura of a superior.

He doesn't smile much, and he's not as shy as he used to be.

Such a change was discovered by all those watching in the illusion.

Gojo Satoru noticed that his sleeves moved up slightly, and there was a dark scar on the exposed wrist. The bruises had not disappeared, and it looked like it should have been hit with a stick.

Osamu Dazai smiled casually, he was very familiar with the darkness hidden in Shinto Ainosuke's eyes.

It is the last depression before the verge of madness and about to erupt.

Osamu Dazai rolled his fingers at the hair on the side of his face, and murmured, "It's going to explode."

Zapp fumbled in his pocket for a long time, but failed to find a cigarette.

He now desperately wants to smoke to relieve the untimely heavy mood.

"Ainosuke!"

In the illusion, "Zap" suddenly stopped Shinto Ainosuke, and he rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "Ainosuke, what have you been doing lately? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Shinto Ainosuke squeezed out a forced smile: "I'm too busy dealing with some family affairs."

"Zap" coughed, and asked cautiously, "I heard that Uncle Shinto..."

Before "Zap" finished speaking, Shinto Ainosuke hurriedly interrupted: "Is he dead?"

His tone was very flat, not like a dead father at all, as if he was talking about something that was too ordinary to be ordinary.

"Zap" said awkwardly: "Sorry."

The stagnant atmosphere made the audience watching the illusion tremble uncontrollably, feeling goosebumps.

When the phone rang, Shinto Ainosuke smiled apologetically, and walked outside the house holding the phone.

"Hey?"

"Come to me for such a small matter, what do the aunts say?"

"Can't the Shintoists be stained?" Shinto Ainosuke chuckled, his tone flat, "It would be great to find a few scapegoats and send them to prison. Now is the critical moment of running for parliamentarians. I don't want to see anything wrong." Good news."

Shinto Ainosuke hung up the phone, covering half of his face with his palms, so he couldn't see his expression.

Da da da.

Regular footsteps sounded, getting closer and closer, Shinto Ainosuke smelled a faint smell of blood, which was a bit confusing.

"Ainosuke, you look much more attractive now than before."

Ferid put his tongue against his fangs, leaned into him and smiled softly: "I said it a long time ago, we are the same kind of people, our hearts are cold, and our blood is also cold."

Shinto Ainosuke turned cold: "Have you said enough?"

Ferid spread his hands and looked at "Zap" who was throwing a cake at "Kai Kotaro" in the room. He deliberately provoked: "Ainosuke, the people in the room don't know what you are doing now, right?"

Shinto Ainosuke grabbed his neck and pushed him against the wall, his tone was particularly piercing: "Fried, don't meddle in your own business."

Ferid felt helpless: "The longer you live, the more you want to watch the excitement, especially the scene where good brothers part ways and draw swords, how interesting it is."

Shinto Ainosuke let go of his hand, with a disgusted expression on his face, as if he had caught something dirty, he took out his handkerchief, and carefully wiped the hand that had just pinched Ferid clean from top to bottom.

"A seventh ancestor of the blood family has been here all the time, are you free?"

Ferid shrugged nonchalantly, and smiled at Takizawa Yume who came over: "No way, the teacher hasn't let me go yet."

The word "teacher" rolled around his lips, pronounced very ambiguously.

"Excuse."

Ferid had a bit of resentment: "It's not an excuse, who made me really not the teacher's opponent."

Takizawa Yume also glanced over, Ferid helplessly spread his hands, expressing that he didn't do anything.

He immediately leaned over and supported Takizawa Yumeya in a fawning manner.

"Ferid, your thoughts are too obvious."

Ferid hooked his lips and smiled: "So what, teacher, I know you won't care about it. Even if this dilapidated world is subverted or destroyed, you won't even move your brows."

Takizawa Yume also frowned, with a half-smile: "You know again?"

Ferid proudly said: "No one understands the teacher better than me, you are the most ruthless."

Takizawa Yumeya's tone was light, but there was a hint of threat: "What you want to do is your business. I'm just your teacher. I don't care about too many things, but it's best not to affect me by what you do."

"Hey, hey." Ferid said weakly, "How dare I affect you, teacher."

Gojo Satoru applauded again and again.

"Good guy, it's no wonder that the students are getting crazier one by one. The real big lunatic is here."

Yuecheng Snow Rabbit smiled and said: "Wu, you have to think before you speak."

Gojo Satoru coughed and quickly changed his words: "Takizawa-kun is such a good teacher!"

Zapp gave a "cut" with great disdain: "Count."

Zhong Yuan was also at a loss: "What the hell is this flamboyant bow tie trying to do?"

Chuya Nakahara’s nickname has always been on the line. The hair at the back of Ferid’s head has been tied with a butterfly. The color of the bow is different every day. Chuya Nakahara’s nickname fits him very well.

Yuecheng Xuetu explained: "This world is dominated by humans, but the capable vampires live in the dark like dark mice. It's normal to want to subvert it."

The picture of the illusion has changed, and it is not limited to the garden of Takizawa Yumeya.

Shinto Ainosuke's office is located on the top floor of the office, behind him is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and as soon as he turns around, he can see human beings who are as small as ants.

The secretary knocked on the door and entered after getting a response.

"President, Mr. Yamamoto, please see me."

Shinto Ainosuke was processing the documents without raising his head: "He is no longer my secretary, why did he come to me?"

The secretary looked embarrassed: "President, it's about Sato's client."

Shinto Ainosuke raised his eyes: "Tell him to wait for me in the conference room."

The secretary nodded: "Yes, President."

Yamamoto fidgeted, he opened the window, and the cold wind outside the window calmed him down a little.

"Yamamoto, it's a little ugly to be pestered."

Yamamoto turned his head abruptly: "You didn't say that after I took over the matter, I would take the blame for you and go to jail!"

"Don't worry, I will hire you the best lawyer to take care of your family. What else are you not satisfied with?"

"I don't want to go to jail! It was you who used the gray area of ​​the rules to help Sato escape from accountability, and I was forced to get involved!"

Shinto Ainosuke said with a disdainful smile: "Then what can be done, who told you that you have no rights, you are just a humble ant."

Yamamoto's eyes were bloodshot: "I asked, no matter how powerful the lawyer you hire, I will be sentenced to at least 20 years. I am not going to be happy, and you don't want to get out of it."

"What do you want to do?"

Yamamoto approached the window: "You are running for parliamentarian. If I jump from here, it will affect the Shintoists, and it will also affect your election for parliamentarian."

Shinto Ainosuke raised a smile, with a nasty smile, and even tried to provoke him: "Then you jump, it's just a trivial life, and you are not qualified to try to change something. This is the way this world is, the weak eat the strong and the winner For the king, a person like you is very tired just by being alive, and maybe he can be relieved when he dies."

"Shinto Ainosuke, are you human?"

"Hahahahaha." Shinto Ainosuke raised his head and laughed wildly, a tear welled up in the corner of his eye, the smile faded away, the corners of his lips pulled down, and he walked into Yamamoto step by step, "I said, am I human?"

"Don't come here."

Shinto Ainosuke continued to approach him: "You don't want to jump, just jump now."

Yamamoto yelled: "Don't force me!!"

"Aren't you the one who wants to revenge me with death?"

"do not come!!!"

"What is your life worth? No one cares if you die."

"Not too much!!!"

"It's not just talking, I want to extort more money. Yamamoto, you are too greedy, your life is worth so much, and it will be the greatest effect to take the blame for me."

Yamamoto had already climbed up the window.

Shinto Ainosuke was still persecuting him, as if he didn't believe that Yamamoto would jump off.

Yamamoto was blown by the wind, looked downstairs, and most of his thoughts of jumping down stopped.

He got out of the window, his legs still shaking.

"Shinto Ainosuke, you can't lose even one penny of the money you promised!"

Yamamoto left in a hurry.

Shinto Ainosuke stood in front of the window, overlooking the world.

"It's really boring."

The picture is distorted and transformed again.

In the dim room, Shinto Ainosuke's clothes were half-faded, and there were two teeth marks on his shoulders.

Gasping sounded one after another, and Shinto Ainosuke's forehead was covered with thin sweat.

"I've already changed the blood in your whole body."

Ferid leaned against the door: "Ainosuke, welcome to my world."

Shinto Ainosuke put on his clothes, picked up a mask beside the bed and put it on his face.

"A vampire's real name is a strength, a weakness."

Shinto Ainosuke stroked the mask with his fingers: "From this moment on, my name is Aihumeng."

Gojo Wu: "..." Good middle school two.

Zapp: "..." The embarrassing problem of being an embarrassment happened again.

Chuya Zhongya: "..." For some reason, he felt uncomfortable.

Katsura Kotaro: "..." My name is Katsura.

Shinto Ainosuke has become a dreamer, and the whole person is between crazy and not crazy.

Things became more and more extreme, and the last trace of humanity disappeared as he became a vampire.

The first time "Zap" met Ai Huomeng was during a mission to exorcise the cursed spirit. Even though he was wearing a mask and his every move was no longer the person he remembered, he still recognized Ai Huomeng at a glance. Holding a dream is Shinto Ainosuke.

"Zap" greeted him, and treated him as usual: "This outfit is pretty cool."

Ai Baomeng grabbed a fainted person and smiled: "Do you like it?"

"I'll be polite."

He couldn't stand this second to scalp-tingling outfit.

The moonlight fell, and the ground was covered with silver frost.

Legend has it that moonlight is the light of life and death, the last light of the moon.

Teeth pierced into the flesh, and Ai Huan Meng was sucking blood unscrupulously.

Zapp reminded: "Ainosuke, that's not your blood bag, you can suck it up at any time."

Ai Huomeng threw away the person in his hands, and the tip of her tongue rolled the blood from the corner of her lips into her mouth.

There were water stains on his lips, and there was a faint glow.

"There seems to be no difference between people and food."

Zapp shrugged and looked straight at him: "Me too?"

"of course."

A sharp line of blood brushed Shinto Ainosuke's face: "Shouldn't it be time to tell you to love dreams? You really have enough middle school, have you watched jump too much?"

The vampire's wings spread out, covering the sky full of moonlight.

He stood in the air, staring down at Zapp:

"I'm waiting for you, approach me step by step, and then kill me."

Zapp smiled back at him: "Of course, I will do as you wish."

Before reaching the fork in the road, the two parted ways and ran in opposite directions.

The illusion suddenly broke.

Zapp twirled the blood blade in his hand.

"That kid is waiting for me to kill him, why don't I try my best to fulfill his wish."

Zapp paused and warned:

"I can only be a great hero, and whoever robs me will do it."

Therefore, love to dream can only be ended by him.