I just want to be a regular writer

After hurting a person like that, he actually stopped!Obviously, that point has already been achieved. That woman should have absolutely no way to survive, Kira Yoshikage... how could he allow an insignificant person to live while seeing part of his true face?

why?

What went wrong?

Risa Fukada lowered her head and walked back with her hands in her pockets.

This question didn't bother her for a long time-she understood.

It's because of Sendai City now.

There is no organization, no discipline, and of course there is no basic moral concept.

Kira Yoshikage is sure that no police will take care of this matter, and even the nearby surveillance will not call it.

Gee!

Does this count as...

Shot yourself in the foot?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

The "switch" has been put down, and the changes in Sendai City have ended here. Since then, "Daydreaming" has only been dealing with Yoshikage Kira.

Risa Fukada clenched her hand in her pocket unconsciously, and started to feel irritable because of this thought, too slow.

She turned to look at the pedestrians passing by, squinting and scanning the eyes of everyone in the past.

Those eyes...

Either with dissatisfaction, or fatigue, of course, there are occasionally a few people in a good mood with a smile in their eyes.

'None of the top grade'

Risa Fukada shook her head regretfully, ready to move on.

But she took a step forward with her feet and changed her mind again.

It's not impossible to have a taller one in the short one, it's not impossible. Anyway, it's just a pastime, not even looking for a collection.

As he thought about it, Risa Fukada followed a woman and started to walk briskly.

......

"Still too general"

Risa Fukada wiped the blood on the side of her face with a tissue, and shook the glass bottle in her hand.

Aim the glass bottle at the gloomy sky, the eyes inside are like today's weather, dull and godless.

Risa Fukada curled her lips slightly, threw the glass bottle into the trash can by the road, and finally decided to go back.

'Be more patient'

Risa Fukada advised herself.

But if you sleep twice, you don’t have to hide when the time comes.

That woman named Azusa Sasaki...too much.

If it wasn't for her to let people stare everywhere, Risa Fukada would not have to live in the apartment of Harue Arikawa; if it wasn't for avoiding Azusa Sasaki's eyeliner, Risa Fukada at this moment should have found a new place to live. The best posture is to welcome a new life.

Sasaki Azusa.

'Wait until then to solve it'

Risa Fukada raised her hand to lower the brim of her hat and walked in through the side door of the apartment.

Anyway...

After that, she still has a lot of time to play with Azusa Sasaki.

Villa area northeast of Too Town

This trip was really not a good experience for Kira Yoshikage.

Whether it was the woman's cursing face, the blood flowing down her forehead, or the way she was crying and begging, Kira Jiying felt that it was not...good enough.

Of course, the worst thing is the constant voice of Risa Fukada in his head.

——Already... to the point where it can affect his actions.

There really is her, to say something quietly...Ah, not quite appropriate.

Jiliang Jiying was too lazy to look for adjectives, raised his hand to unfasten the first button of his shirt, pulled the neckline, and walked to the kitchen.

The TV in the living room is still on, and it's probably my father who is watching a TV show on the lunchtime stall.

He opened the door softly enough that his father must have not noticed that he had returned.

But it's good.

Kira Yoshikage raised her hand and looked at the time, ready to go back to the room and rest for a while before returning to cook lunch.

——A lot of things have been destroyed, but at least he has to stick to the things he can control, such as schedule planning.

Back in the room and sat down at the desk, Kira Yoshikage opened the drawer and took out the nail clippers.

The frequency of nail cutting in the past two days is particularly high, so he has to take out a new glass bottle to hold the nails.

Fortunately, the fact of "cutting nails" still made him feel at ease.

"Crack..."

"...Jiying?"

When Yoshihiro Kira left the living room to go to the kitchen to pour water, he saw his son's shoes in the hallway and realized that he had returned.

He was still very worried, so he fumbled lightly and walked to the door of his son's room.

Finding that the door was not closed, his hanging heart finally let go a little.

"Ji Ying?" Yoshihiro Yoshihiro shouted again without waiting for his son's response.

"Tsk!"

Kira Yoshikage patted her nails on the table and turned around and said, "If you have something to say..." Halfway through the conversation, Kira Yoshikage was taken aback.