I just want to be a regular writer

I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer Chapter 531

Risa Fukada said in the letter as if she was arranging funerals for herself, with arrogant "guidance."

This made Kira Yoshikatsu feel like Risa Fukada is still alive.

But Yoshikage Kira’s eyesight is very good—Risa Fukada has indeed been...destroyed.

The letter is almost over here.

Kira Yoshikage suppressed the impatience in her heart and read the last paragraph——

[When it comes to the right to dispose of inheritance, of course it also includes property.

Jiying probably doesn't need it, but I will still leave my bank card password.By the way, I also have a house in the city center. If I hand it to Jiying...Of course it is for the convenience of Jiying in the future.By the way, a seal is needed.The seal should be... in a cabinet in my house.

Well, that's it.

The last sentence--

Ji Ying, you will eventually follow the same path as me.

When you take the first step, then...the final winner is still me.

"Meow?~"

The hairless cat blasted his hair at the "Snail Girl" for a while, and when he found that the faceless thing was very boring, he rushed back to the shadow of Kiraji.

It licked the back of Jiliang Jiying's hand, with a little confusion in his round cat eyes.

Before Jiliang Jiying could respond, the cat grass on the table slapped the hairless cat.

The otherwise quiet room fell into complete silence after the hairless cat screamed.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk..."

Kira Yoshikage raised his hand and tapped on the table, feeling faintly uneasy in his heart.

——"Blond Girl" probably refers to Chiba Yu.

Risa Fukada knows his past better than he thought...

Now that she knows this, she must know that Jiliang Jiying will not deal with her funeral affairs according to her "suicide note" anyway.

can...

Gee!

At least so far, she did expect that after her death, Jiliang Jiying started to deal with the invisible things in her home.

It was this cautious attitude that allowed Jiliang Jiying to accurately receive this "suicide note."

just like...

Everything is still as expected by Risa Fukada.

——But it seems to be the illusion of Yoshikage Kira.

After all, before his death, Risa Fukada called his people by name and surname.

In other words, she had "struggled" with hope before her death, but it just didn't seem so obvious.

This is really...

Kira Yoshikage raised his hand and tapped on the desktop, and glanced at the time displayed on the phone.

At this time, a phone call came in.

——Lilith on April 1st.

He pressed Risa Fukada's "suicide note" under the book and walked to the window with his mobile phone: "What's the matter?"

A hotel in Sendai City/AM09:12

One thing Hitomi Aoba didn't figure out.

She turned her head to look at Fernando, her words were full of disgust: "Why are you here with me so early in the morning?"

Speaking of this, Aoba Hitomi remembered something more crucial.

She stared and asked, "Why do you have the key card for my room?!"

Fernando held a croissant in his mouth and said amusedly: "I have been with you for many days, why did you realize this?"

"..."

Hitomi Aoba was speechless, and he was silent for a while before reaching out his hand and saying, "Give me the room card."

"Hey,"

Unexpectedly, Fernando handed over his room card very simply.

In the eyes of Hitomi Aoba's disbelief, Fernando ate the noodles and said vaguely: "I always think something is wrong, but I can't remember..."

'Did you change the subject so naturally?'

Aoba Hitomi thought, and sighed helplessly.

The image of Fernando in her eyes is almost infinitely close to those magic sticks holding crystal balls and talking specious things in the fortune-telling shop-he usually only says conclusions, and seems to completely care about whether others can follow his thinking.

In this regard, Hitomi Aoba also learned to listen only to conclusions.

Although it seems blind, Fernando is actually very reliable if he is not reconciled.

The phone on the table rang.

Hitomi Aoba glanced at Fernando and went to answer the phone-even if he ignored him anyway, he would continue to say to himself that whether she responded or not had no effect on Fernando.

It's the phone of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Aoba Hitomi frowned slightly, answered the phone and sat down beside Fernando.

She quietly listened to Misaki Kirihara's words on the phone, and pressed her lips slightly.

Hitomi Aoba gave very few responses, except that from time to time, he said that he was listening, and before hanging up the phone, he said quite sincerely, "I will tell him."

Putting down the phone, she turned to look at Fernando.

"What are you doing?"

Fernando blinked innocently, and innocent confusion appeared in his green eyes.