I just want to be a regular writer

I Just Want to Be a Normal Writer Chapter 180

It was within a short time of entering this haunted house, and I almost heard the sound of boredom-the sound of footsteps.

The difference from the past is that the footsteps are very rapid, like avoiding the pursuit of evil spirits.

Evil spirits?

Yoshikage Kira looked down at Shiina Lily and shook his head with a smile.

As the running sound approached, a long shadow appeared on the uneven wall of the haunted house.

Immediately afterwards, Jiliang Jiying heard the sound of rapid breathing, and-another footstep.

It's so lively.

Jiliang Jiying felt the length of her nails, frowning and giving way-at best, I hope that people will not see him, after all, they sound very busy.

Of course, this is very unrealistic.

Chiba Yu dragged his injured leg and suddenly stopped in front of Kira Yoshikage, her eyes widened: "Kira-kun?"

Gee.

"It's you again?" Jiliang Jiying raised her eyebrows, the disgust in her eyes was not hidden.

——Chiba Yu is someone who barely understands him except his parents. He refers to his true face.

Chiba Yu's face became paler, and she looked back at the man who was catching up.

Really ashamed.

—— Chiba Yu, who hasn't killed anyone for a long time... missed.

She couldn't be killed in one blow, and she was even kicked-facing an adult male, her strength was obviously not suitable for frontal combat.

It's just that she didn't expect...

'what...'

Chiba Yu took two steps back, both annoyed and sad-'will be hated'

The man who was catching up clutched the bleeding wound on his neck, and stared at Chiba Yu with cracking eyes--he couldn't believe that he was almost killed by this old woman!Unforgivable!The only thing that can kill him is the extreme pleasure that those children bring him!

and so......

Kira Yoshikage looked at the man and Chiba Yu standing in the shadows in front, tilted her head and nodded her temples in deep thought--'Is this the target of venting?'

No one noticed that Lily Shiina, who was guarding her corpse in the corner, wept blood, her hateful eyes with fear and rage.

--'I remembered!it's him!'

Those forgotten and painful memories penetrated into Lily Shiina's mind.

She covered her ears and began to hiss and scream.

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"what!------"

The screams that are peculiar to children and make their best are always so harsh.

Bringing a child's unique audio frequency into his ears, Lingji Liangjiying became irritable.

Really...

enough!

'After all... it's still very unlucky recently...'

The reason was just because my father knocked over a pot of spices. Why did things develop like this?——It seems that his goddess of luck is again passively sabotaging.

Under the dim light in the haunted house, Kira Yoshikage lowered her head to look at her nails.

——It's been a long time.

The last time his nails grew so fast...what did he do?

Lily Shiina in the corner was still screaming.

She seemed tireless, and as her voice gradually became hoarse, she didn't feel like her physical strength was consumed at all.

—— Jiliang Jiying is about to start tinnitus.

"It's so noisy!"

Yoshikage Kira roared at Shiina Lily.

No matter how wronged Shiina Lily was, he couldn't empathize with him. He just felt...'It's so noisy!'

Shiina Lilith flinched, and looked up at Yoshikage Kira in a daze.

There were tears on her face-red tears.

She finally realized that she couldn't go home anyway.

And the culprit of all this!

——Lily Shiina turned her head and looked at the man holding a three-sided sharp knife in her hand.

She vaguely remembered that it seemed to be this knife...

Unforgivable!

Lily Shiina got up and walked towards the man.

The only one who could see Shiina Lily was Yoshikage Kira.

Her tears, her screams, her unwillingness could not be passed-but she might be able to avenge herself.

"Hey! Who are you talking to?!"

The man waved the sharp knife in his hand, and the blood trough on the knife still contained slightly dried blood.