I just want to be a regular writer

Elway nodded and sighed.

He looked at Arwen and said leisurely: "So...Aren't we looking for'finish'?"

Chapter 007

"Ah! By the way, please wait a moment."

Obviously the farewell has been finished, but Azusa Sasaki still said to stay.

She recklessly ran back to the coffee shop, rushing into the inner room like the wind, without giving Kira Yoshikage and April 1st Lilith a chance to inquire.

The second after she ran through the middle of the cafe, the retro three-leaf fan on top that was completely useless in early winter fell off.

Kira Yoshikage supported her forehead and sighed.

——Always said, he admires Azusa Sasaki for being able to live peacefully under this fate.

If it was him...

Jiliang Jiying stopped his extra imagination--he could foresee that under that fate, he would do something incredible.

Sasaki Azusa didn't let them wait long, she ran out with two umbrellas.

——Two... identical umbrellas.

Black umbrella body, golden ribs.

She smiled and handed the umbrella forward and said: "The weather forecast says it might rain in a while, if you don't mind... please bring them."

"..."

Yoshikage Kira looked down at the two umbrellas, and politely refused: "I brought the umbrella, thank you Miss Sasaki."

——The last person who took the umbrella... The death image can be said to be quite bad~

"Me too! I have an umbrella!"

On April 1, Lilith took two steps back and chuckled: "It was raining yesterday, so I will definitely remember to bring an umbrella today!"

"Ah...Is that so?"

Sasaki Azusa retracted the umbrella with a smile, and said with a smile: "Then...two of you go slowly."

A bad thing.

Kira Yoshikage stood in the living room at home, and the folds between her brows were deeper than ever.

——Another painting was created.

Still in that corner.

The umbrella in the painting is still open, but there is no dripping like last time.

He turned his head and looked at the garden-the weather forecast broke again, and the afternoon was still sunny.

Kira Yoshikage covered the two paintings with cloth and sat down on the sofa.

——Today is rare and tired.

He raised his hand to squeeze the position of his temple and exhaled—he was being followed again.

So...

Who is it?

Is it related to this incident?

No, it can't be counted as an incident yet—as long as it doesn't actually happen around Kira Yoshikage, the rest is just "news."

You have to figure out the meaning of these two paintings.

——On a subjective point, the appearance of these two paintings is absolutely inseparable from the appearance of Azusa Sasaki.

Whenever Jiliang Jiying refused her kindness, a painting would appear in his house—coincidence?

It would be a coincidence—just like the doom that Azusa Sasaki couldn't break free of, it came as expected.

The phone on the coffee table shook twice.

Jiliang Jiying did not go to see it immediately, but closed his eyes and thought for a while.

Two minutes later, he resumed his sitting position and picked up the phone.

Two newsletters, from Kishimoto Castle and Lilith on April 1.

[I received the painting again.——This is a letter from Lilith on April 1st.

Kira Yoshikage raised his finger and tapped twice on the screen to close the dialogue window-then the guess just now was indeed true.

Regardless of whether Sasaki Azusa knew or lied, the appearance of these paintings is related to her.

The finger paused on the screen for a moment, and Kira Yoshikage called out the dialog with Kishimoto Castle——Kira-kun!You have not given me a follow-up book for almost a month!

"..."

——This is a legacy of the Sato sisters incident.

Kira Yoshikage had foreseen at the time that his kind of behavior would definitely be called "suddenly awakened professionalism" in Kishimoto's eyes.

Yoshikage Kira picked up the cup and drank, and replied unhurriedly-[Sorry, Mr. Kishimoto, I seem to have a bottleneck, please wait.

Seeing the message showing that the transmission was successful, Jiliang Jiying put down the phone and walked towards the kitchen.

——No matter how life changes, Jiliang Jiying will never treat herself badly.

That night.

It was still calisthenics with a glass of warm milk and 20 minutes before going to bed, Kira Yoshikage fell asleep on time.

But this night, Jiliang Jiying slept uncomfortably.

As if unable to enter a deep sleep state, he sometimes heard coquettish meows from the yard, and sometimes felt prying eyes.

Finally, at two o'clock in the middle of the night, he opened his eyes.

Staring at the dark ceiling for a while, Kira Yoshikage lifted the quilt and got up.

what...