I just want to be a regular writer

Even if it was only the fate of yesterday, Kira Yoshikage could recognize the hoarse voice caused by tobacco abuse for many years.

Yoshikage Kira frowned and looked out over the iron railings in the garden. After finding that the spacing between each villa was very wide, she understood Miyamoto's boldness.

He is blaspheming himself.

Jiliang Jiying frowned.

A person who was still saying that he was going to die the day before, why did he suddenly have this kind of elegance after one night?

Kira Yoshikage looked over the obstructive curtain and saw the back of Miyamoto Kono.

He turned his back to the window and knelt on the carpet under the sofa.

As for what you are doing... Listen to the voice and you can understand.

"...Teacher...Teacher, I'm very...obedient... don't... kill me..."

Jiliang Jiying finally heard a sentence that was intermittent but barely complete.

teacher?

Is there anyone across from him?

Jiliang Jiying only hesitated for a moment, then took out a handkerchief and wrapped her fingers, carefully avoided the crystal pendant on the curtain, and opened the corner of the flying curtain.

He saw it.

That is a woman.

It's a pity that there is only the back, watching the morning news replay on TV indifferently, as if he could not hear Miyamoto Hirono's forbearance with pleading and worship.

Women wore the black uniforms that can be seen everywhere on the street, with short hair and black high heels on the soles of their feet lit up on the carpet.

She has very beautiful hands.

Even if they are separated by a certain distance, there are interfering decorative ornaments.

Jiliang Jiying could still see those beautiful hands at a glance.

It is painted with bright red nail polish, and even the lines at the knuckles are smooth and beautiful.

She was holding a butterfly knife in her hand, and was skillfully hitting the knife flower-Kira Yoshikage knew this butterfly knife, and it had appeared in Miyamoto's hands.

Needless to say, an exquisitely crafted butterfly knife was more pleasing to the eye than Miyamoto Kono's hands stained with smoke.

"Why should I kill you?" the woman said.

She still didn't turn around, just casually playing with the manual butterfly knife, as if it were the most interesting toy in the world.

The blade of the butterfly knife reflected a cold luster as it flew, and the woman lowered her head and laughed: "You love me so much, of course I am reluctant to kill you."

She turned slightly, because of the angle, Kira Yoshikage could only see her slightly narrowed eye.

There was teasing in that eye. After she bent down, Kira Yoshiage couldn't see even one of her eyes.

She picked up Miyamoto Kono's chin with the tip of the butterfly knife, and no longer smiled in her voice: "Put your trousers back. Don't use the thing that has faced hundreds of people against me. It's sick."

"......Yes Yes!"

Along with the voice of Miyamoto Kono, there was a rustle of clothes rubbing.

Miyamoto Hoshino was trembling. His belt buckle collided with the metal buttons on his jeans several times, but he failed to wear his pants.

"Tsk!"

The woman seemed to smack her lips impatiently, and then—

Kira Yoshikage heard the sound of a sharp blade penetrating the flesh.

It was obvious that there were birds and insects around, and the sound of the TV in the house was not soft, but Kira Yoshikage caught the slight sound.

"Ahhh~ I was killed." The woman's voice sounded regretful, and then she laughed softly: "In this case, forget the money you owe me. By the way, this villa will also be given to you~ "

After speaking, the woman walked towards the door.

Jiliang Jiying put down the curtains and walked sideways behind the lackluster phoenix trees in the garden.

Kira Yoshikage did not come out until the sound of the high heels landing.

He glanced into the room, lowered his eyes and left all the surveillance as he came.

This is the second one.

In fact, Kira Jiying at this time has another choice-he can keep up with that woman, and then...

Jiliang Jiying lowered his head and laughed.

'The hands are good, if you have to do that...but remember to keep them.'

Thinking of this, Kira Jiying felt happy.

But now~

It was already early 3 o'clock in the afternoon, so I had to make time to go to the appointment with Mr. Kishimoto.

By the way, today I had a lot of harvest——

Miyamoto Hoshino is dead, and the next arrow will appear soon.

If that woman was the one who manipulated Uehara Misaki to commit suicide behind the scenes, then since she took the shot herself, it means that she is not far from revealing her purpose.

Kira Yoshikage waited patiently for her to finish the circle before making judgments.

You know, Kira Yoshikage today is different from yesterday.

That little unnoticeable change can make Kira Jiying more comfortable, and even more... unobtrusive.

The woman stepped on high heels to leave the villa area and walked into a cafe across the street to sit down.

In this short period of time, she has changed her clothes, wearing black-rimmed glasses like an office worker busy with work.

She stared at the new mail on the laptop screen, tapped her fingers with red nail polish on the keyboard and squinted.

The third goal-

Jiliang Jiying.

'Ah, I hate kids who jump in line the most~'