I just want to be a regular writer

"Insurance" disappeared.

"Ugh......"

Risa Fukada sighed and got up from the bed-she thought she was a weird person-in terms of physiology.

For normal people... how can you say you need to sleep for 5 or 6 hours a day?5 or 6 hours are very few.

And she.

A little sleep for two or three hours is enough, like a urchin with excess energy.

She got up and went to the window to open the window, raised her hand on the window sill and looked at the small dirt slope in the backyard-her shepherd dog slept well there, maybe the soul has gone to heaven.

'my words...'

Risa Fukada looked down and counted all the things she had done in the past, then imagined what she wanted to do and might do, and shrugged: "Unless the necessary condition for going to heaven is not'being a good person in the traditional sense.'"

Next day

Jiliang Jiying got up on time, still completed the washing after waking up step by step, and watered the flower bed in the back garden in the thin mist in the early morning.

Back in the room, he moved the cat grass that "meows" like a real cat to the window sill before he sat down at the desk.

On the desk is a piece of paper the size of a fingernail.

——He found it under the door of Risa Fukada's low cabinet.

He could put it back, and it was still calm.

But there was no need anymore-ashamed, Kira Yoshikage hadn't expected this, nor could he predict where the piece of paper attached to the low cabinet door was.In this way, "restore" has become useless.

What is known now-

Risa Fukada must have wanted to do something to him before giving such a temptation that would make ordinary people hiss and scream.

Being stared at by 5 or 6 pairs of eyes is not a good life experience.

But for Jiliang Jiying, this is a good thing.

Those eyes that no longer contain vitality are always conveying to him that his neighbor wants to do something that bothers him-and the target is him.

Kira Yoshikage looked down at the small piece of paper on the table, with a slight smile on his lips.

Risa Fukada's "temptation" seemed to him too meaningless-if it were him... there is no need for temptation after locking the target, as long as a sufficiently secret external environment is enough.

and so......

What is she hesitating?

No, maybe... is she persuading herself?

Kira Yoshikage narrowed her eyes and laughed without warning.

But the next second, he narrowed his smile.

Throwing the paper into the trash can, Kira Yoshikage should go to do business-breakfast has not been done yet.

......

Kira Yoshikage thought that he would never see Risa Fukada again in a short time. After all, her "probing" had an inexplicable sense of self-persuasion. He thought she should take some time to sort out her mood and then... think about it How to start with yourself.

It should be.

But he soon saw Risa Fukada.

Risa Fukada looked like a "normal person" today. She was wearing a black wool coat with a well-formed white turtleneck inside-as if she could finally feel the cold weather.

"Jiying!"

Risa Fukada yelled at him, with a smile of relief on the corners of her eyebrows-in fact, this "relaxation" was not easy to detect, but Yoshikage Kira was more sensitive to people like her.

Jiliang Jiying looked down at the time and greeted her with a smile.

"Jiying is going out too?"

Risa Fukada smiled and finished the question, and shook the car key in her hand: "If it's going to the city...I can give you a ride~"

Coincidence.

Jiliang Jiying is indeed going to the city.

He smiled and shook his head and declined, and his deep eyes were the reflection of Risa Fukada: "If I'm not in a hurry, I won't bother Miss Fukada."

At such times, Risa Fukada always feels that the whole world is against her.

She looked at herself in Jiliang Jiying's eyes, wishing that the time would stop there—that way, those eyes would look at her forever.

In fact, Risa Fukada doesn't like being watched.

But at this time she started to enjoy the feeling of being watched-she thought, Kira Yoshikage's eyes must also be perfect "round".

"...what."

A short cry interrupted Risa Fukada's gaze.

She and Jiliang Jiying looked in the direction where the call came from, then raised her eyebrows slightly.

——It was a black-haired young man who made the call.

Risa Fukada remembered this person.

It was this person who made Hitomi Aoba's chance to survive-so what?

Hitomi Aoba must die.

Since it is not yesterday, then...it is today.

"Mr. Shancheng." Jiliang Jiying nodded to the black-haired youth.

I have encountered this person very frequently recently-but it is understandable.Since he is also a resident of this area, Kira Yoshikage thought that perhaps he had encountered Shan Chengken countless times in the past, but he had never noticed it.

And when he knew Shan Chengxian's name, he remembered this face.Then, "passers-by" will not only be passers-by.

There was fleeting fear in Shan Chengxian's eyes.

——That's not for Yoshikage Kira, but... Risa Fukada.

"Mr. Kira."