I just want to be a regular writer

I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer Chapter 101

It's not a joke to be 100% bad luck.

As soon as she took a step forward, there was the sound of something loosening upstairs.

Kirajikage raised his head while retreating—a steel bar fell off, which was man-made.

He saw...hands flashing from the edge of the roof?

This angle... will definitely hit Azusa Sasaki?

Yoshikage Kira frowned and raised her hand to pull Azusa Sasaki-she can't die now, before Yoshikage Kira can figure out something.

There is something that reacts faster than Kira Yoshikage——

The small umbrella behind Azusa Sasaki jumped up, pointed at the steel bar and yelled-"F○CK OFF!!!"

The steel bars in the air turned and fell to the ground with a "bang!"

"what!"

Sasaki Azusa was startled, holding the bag of money to look at the steel bars on the ground.

As if very confused, she tilted her head over and muttered to herself, "...it's obviously rainy, why?"

——As for the answer to this question, Yoshikage Kira knew.

He thought of the flashing shadow on the rooftop--someone wanted Azusa Sasaki to die.

"Crack!"

Yoshikage Kira put away the clipped nails and put them back in the glass bottle.

Sasaki Azusa's performance was as innocent as before. After the steel bar fell, she made Kira Yoshikage go away with a pale face.

——The worry and self-blame in her eyes are not fake, it seems that she is really afraid of affecting Kira Yoshikage.

Staring at the newly bought nail clippers for a while, Kira Yoshikage raised his hand and put it back on the table.

The two paintings in the corner were still in place, but Kira Yoshikage did not move them.

The situation now is slightly more obvious than yesterday-Azusa Sasaki possesses an incredible thing, perhaps it makes Azusa Sasaki extremely ominous but still alive.

So... what does the painting represent?

He leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes and thought for a while, then turned his head: "So... can you talk?"

The killer queen lay on the sofa, tilted her head and pointed at herself: "..."

——It seems to ask nonsense.

Also good.

If the killer queen yelled "F○CK OFF!"... it would be too bad.

Chapter 011

That night.

The pointer points to 11:30 in the evening.

Kira Yoshikage lay flat on the bed, already asleep.

——He is sleepy.

Only 3 hours of sleep yesterday made him irritable, and some long-lost unspeakable desire seemed to be breaking ground.

Fortunately, he restrained it-barely.

There are some troublesome characters around him.Excluding Lilith and Azusa Sasaki on April 1, the tracking of the twins made him irritable.

'Must think of a way to get them to shift their goals'

Kira Yoshikage thought so before going to bed.

......

The night was very peaceful, with no disturbing sights, and no meows coming from nowhere-Kira Yoshikage slept peacefully until dawn.

He opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and thought-maybe today will be a good day.

Because there was still class in the morning, Kira Yoshikage went out after finishing the morning routine.

Today is really good.

Although it was cloudy, the wind was not bitter, the clamoring children running past were not annoying, and the greenery on the roadside was growing well.

——Look, Jiliang Jiying is really easy to satisfy.

As long as life goes smoothly.

Ah, yes.

If he wants a smooth life, he has to buy a pair of new leather shoes after class today.

After leaving the tram station, Kira Yoshikage looked down at the toe of his shoe.

Thanks to the window yesterday, Kira Jiying's leather shoes had an extra scratch-it was just a tiny scratch, even if a passerby glanced at it inadvertently, he would never find it.

But this is a flaw for Jiliang Jiying.

Go to the shoe store.

Thinking of this, Kira Yoshikage walked towards the school with his eyes ahead.

He saw an acquaintance.

Ah, saying that it is an acquaintance is a bit fussy.

——It is Mai Fujiwara, clerk B of the coffee shop.

Unlike in the coffee shop, she seems to be much brighter in life.

She was surrounded by five or six people her age and walked forward happily-and beside them, there were two others.

One man and one woman.

The girl seemed a little lonely, and she lowered her head and walked forward at a loss.But the young man's face was concerned, and he was asking her in a low voice.

Mai Fujiwara seemed to feel a little bit, smiled and turned to call the boy: "Hey! Hurry up!"