I just want to be a regular writer

This feeling is very subtle. The girl thinks that she has enough vocabulary, but at this moment it is difficult to find a suitable adjective to describe the youth in front of her.

So, the girl nodded slightly at Kira Yoshikage, which was the most basic courtesy after staring at each other.

Then, she looked at Kishimoto Castle behind Kirayoshi and nodded, "Mr. Kishimoto."

Kishimoto Castle looked at the girl quite unexpectedly, took out his mobile phone to check the calendar, and then smiled and said, "Teacher Kasumigaoka, are you here to attend the class today?"

"Yes." The girl named Kasumigaoka smiled and pinned the hair that fell on the side of her face behind her ears, and smiled: "Thank you for the recommendation of the editorial department. I can only wait for myself to be admitted to university next year."

The two just said a few words politely, and Xia Zhiqiu left.

Kira Yoshikage turned his head to look at Kasuga no Oka's back, raised his hand again to check the time, and then walked towards the classroom.

Xiazhi Hill.

Xiazhi Hill.

Kasumigaoka...

Was it called Kasumi Hills?So, what is the name underneath?

Chapter 002

"The psychology that studies the subconscious and subconscious is usually called'abnormal psychology.' Of course, this term is not precise. From the perspective of distant psychology, any person's psychology contains some so-called'abnormal' elements. "

"Let's make an analogy,"

The elderly professor on the podium pointed to the lesson plan on the projection screen, and a dry and hoarse voice flowed from the depths of his throat near retirement, making people feel sleepy:

"Who doesn't dream? Dreams are a kind of'perverted' psychological effect. We can also say that the so-called'perverted' are actually'normal'. Because'perverted' is a subconscious or unconscious effect, these two effects It really takes up the largest part of the heart."

"I think you must have read a lot of celebrity literature, such as Freud, Jeller, Jung, etc., etc., you will find..."

The old professor was still speaking tirelessly, and he didn't realize how boring his words were.

It was not until the end of get out of class bell rang that he hurriedly concluded:

"In short, the word'perversion' is illogical."

Sitting in the center of the back row, Yoshikage Kira tidied away his textbooks and oily pens, smoothed out the creases left by sitting for a long time on his pants legs, and then slowly got up.

The next two days are weekends. Kira Yoshikage will not stay at the apartment in Sendai, but is going to return to his home in Toomachi.

——Home is the place where he feels most stable and peaceful.

He raised his hand and looked at the time, the pointer pointed to 6:20 in the afternoon.

If he went straight to the tram station from school, he would probably be home at 8 o'clock.It's a pity that there is no time to conceive a new novel today.

Jiliang Jiying absolutely follows his schedule.

He didn't make any extra stops at the school. After getting on the bus at the bus stop in front of the school, he arrived at the tram stop within 30 minutes.

The series of actions of buying tickets, entering the station, and waiting for the train took him 25 minutes.

After getting on the tram, the plan to "get home before 8 o'clock" was completely implemented.

After getting off the tram, Jiliang Jiying glanced at the time and found that today's tram arrived at the station a full 6 minutes later than before.

Gee!It's all because of the old woman with inconvenient legs and feet who got off the bus in the middle station.

"Then... take a short cut after a long absence." Kira Yoshikage made up his mind and left the main road and walked to the side alley.

This is an alley that Kira Yoshikage particularly liked when he was young.

The alleys are dim and cramped, and the street lamps have been in disrepair for a long time, and there is a trembling sense of expectation for the unknown.However, after Kira Yoshikage entered junior high school, he began to hate the unknown feeling-unbalanced, uncontrolled, and unstable.

But there is no way today. Since it is decided to be home before 8 o'clock, it must be carried out to the end.

Jiliang Jiying put on the headphones, turned on the playback of Duwangding Radio, and hummed to the theme song in the headphones.

When a person grows up, his perspective on many things will change.

Jiliang Jiying felt that the trash can in the alley was shorter than when he was a child, and of course it was even more worn out.Moreover, the smell from this alley is even more disgusting than in the past. The garbage in the trash can fermented and rotted under the hot summer sun, bringing out a sour smell and... blood. taste!

Jiliang Jiying felt that something was wrong.

He stopped and took off his earphones and listened. Then, he heard a familiar voice.

That is the sound of a sharp blade falling on the flesh and breaking the bones!

He stood in the darkness, and the street lamp that had been on strike not far away seemed to suddenly change his mood and began to work intermittently.

"Zi..."

"Snapped."

Kira Yoshikage saw it in the dark.

Under the fleeting light, the blond girl stepped on the adult man's chest, bending down slightly to look at the adult man.

"Ding!--"

"Ding!--"

......

Afterwards, Kira Yoshikage heard the sound of a metal object colliding.

The street lamp lights up again, still giving only less than two seconds of light-the iron cones nailed into the limbs, the Rosaceae flowers between the man's crotch, and the girl's calm eyes.

Jiliang Jiying noticed that there were two scars on the back of the girl's hand.

The scars formed a cross vertically and horizontally, accurately destroying the beauty of the girl's slender jade hands.

Hey, it's really unbelievable.

Jiliang Jiying held his breath in disgust, and left silently.

The girl in the dark seemed to feel something, she slowly straightened her body and turned her head at a 45-degree angle, staring at the fuzzy outline of the human figure in the dark and laughed: "Allah~~~It seems to be a companion.

After Jiliang Jiying returned home, he finished his dinner step by step, and sat in his room after washing up.

Now is his time to rest, and he can do anything that makes him feel relaxed.

Jiliang Jiying turned on the TV and started to sort out what she had done today with the sound from the TV.

Class, OK.