I just want to be a regular writer

Two people who look exactly the same walking on the street are undoubtedly conspicuous.

Dante endured the frequent glances of passers-by and glanced at Dante A beside him from time to time.

What must be done is to continue. The current situation cannot be defined as a dead end. Dante did not return to the hotel where he originally lived, but opened a room in a hotel in the city center.

'Can't take the danger back'

Dante thought, swiping his card to enter the door.

Unlike the high-end hotel suites I lived in before, when I opened the door, there was a lingering musty smell inside-the room was not dirty, but the facilities were a few years old, and even the best care could not be restored.

not to mention...

For a hotel of this price, you can't expect good treatment.

Dante took off his jacket and threw it on the bed, sat down on the wooden chair, staring at Dante A without speaking.

Dante A is also looking at him. Unlike the alertness and exploration in Dante's eyes, Dante A always smiles.After a while, Dante A looked away and looked at the decoration in the room with a dissatisfied mouth: "This place is too old."

He complained like this, like an arrogant young master.

At this moment, Dante's heart is undoubtedly subtle-he has never seen such an expression on his face, it is simply... disgusting!

There is not much time left for him.

'We must find a way to get rid of him'

Dante made up his mind in his heart, but in fact he still couldn't start.

He needs to pay attention to all the actions of Dante A-who knows if this lunatic will play games like jumping off the building and cutting his wrists on a whim in the middle of the night.

For this reason, Dante is deeply desperate.

for sure...

Must find a way to get rid of him!

Villa area northeast of Too Town

The test is due the day after tomorrow.

Kira Yoshikage sat at the desk with a pen, his eyesight and concentration were not on the exam.

'Sandro, Dante, Ellio...'

The tip of the ballpoint pen lighted on the textbook, making a slight "Da Da" sound-the foreigner I met today should be one of these three...

'I don't know if I can safely hand that person to April 1st'

Jiliang Jiying thought, frowning—it should be possible. Lilith was not stupid on April 1st.

Then...

There are two others.

How to find them?

In other words-will the remaining two people come to him?

It should be.

'If you want an arrow... it will definitely come'

As Kirajikage thought, he raised his hand and clicked on Mao Cao's head.

"Meow?" Maocao's attention moved away from the bell ball, and looked at Kira Yoshiage in confusion.

"It's okay." Kira Yoshikage smiled and bent over to pick up the bell ball that fell on the ground and put it in front of it: "Take you out for a walk these two days."

Cat Cao blinked his eyes seemingly, put out his tongue and licked the back of Kira Yoshikage's hand, and then continued to concentrate on the bell ball.

The phone on the desk rang.

——A call from Azusa Sasaki.

Kira Yoshikage raised his hand to answer the phone.

Before he could speak, Azusa Sasaki's slightly anxious voice came from the receiver: "Kira-kun!"

"Ok?"

Jiliang Jiying got up from the chair and took the cup to the kitchen to collect water: "What's the matter?"

"...Ah, nothing serious."

Sasaki Azusa's voice sounded like a sigh of relief, "It's just that'friends' said that a foreigner has come to your school, so...Anyway, it's fine."

It seemed that Kira Yoshikage's act of picking up the phone made her feel relieved. She quickly changed the subject and asked about the final exam with a smile.

Jiliang Jiying was distracted, frowning slightly.

——Although Azusa Sasaki's words are unknown, but...

In this way, it seems that the troubles Kira Yoshikage encountered and the troubles Sasaki Azusa encountered can be grouped together.

Kira Yoshikage sighed softly after hanging up the phone.

——If possible...I still hope that there will not be so many things in life that need to be classified as "non-daily".

Very...troublesome.

Chapter 049 The Cherry Bomb (Part I, 2/4)

late at night

Dante couldn't fall asleep, he was thinking about something.

He stared at the sleeping Dante A and frowned slightly.

Yes, he was thinking.

Something worth thinking about happened not long ago-when the hotel room service delivered the meal in the evening, the soup was accidentally overturned-the soup was spilled by Dante A, but Dante himself... didn't I feel something is wrong with me.

It's not that the soup is not hot enough.

So, where is the problem.

Dante wanted to do an experiment, a...some risky experiment.