【L月L】Inquisitor

L moved faster than he imagined.

In barely a week, L had coordinated the investigation with the Japanese police, a search center established in Japan.Not surprisingly, L also discovered key points about the leak of police information.But so far no FBI has been sent to investigate by his side. It seems that the application is still going through the process, but it is only a matter of time before the documents are approved.

After all, L is L. He used the TV station to arrange the death row prisoner as his substitute to provoke the new KIRA's strategy. Even though it is the second time he has seen it, it is still amazing.But this time investigating the new KIRA was much more difficult than before, and the judge hid himself very well.He is a very calm killer, he is familiar with every rule of Death Note, and has the eye of death.Killing L's double is just a bait cast on L, but for L, the case itself is difficult to advance, and I'm afraid he can only pin his breakthrough on the FBI's investigation results now.

But now everything is in his expectation, the most important thing now is to find the "eye" and arrange every next step before being tracked and investigated by the FBI.

"Brother, it's time for cram school."

Ye Shenyue responded, and stuffed the cut death note into his wallet, and put the notes in the drawer he modified. He checked the doorknob and gate before going down the stairs.

Sayu was standing at the door in a light-colored coat, holding a transparent umbrella in his hand, as if waiting for him intentionally.

"elder brother."

"What's the matter? Are you going out?"

Shouyu shook the umbrella in his hand, "There is only one umbrella at home, and you also have to go to the subway station, let's go together."

She pushed open the door, and the cold wind swept into the room, making her shiver abruptly, muttering something, as if complaining about the weather.Tokyo has come to the season of continuous winter rain again, and the coldness keeps creeping into every corner.It was raining patter outside, and the gloomy sky made people feel particularly depressing.

"Stop complaining, isn't it always like this?"

Ye Shenyue opened the umbrella, and subconsciously tilted the umbrella a little towards Sayu.The transparent umbrella can clearly see the small and dense raindrops falling on it, sliding down the umbrella surface one by one, but the traces disappear suddenly.

"Yeah, but I still feel unhappy and hate rainy days." Zhuo Yu turned sideways keenly, and glanced at Ye Shenyue's shoulder, "Brother, you do this every time—your shoulders are getting wet, don't stop Throw the umbrella towards me!"

Ye Shenyue barely straightened the umbrella body, but she could still clearly see the slanted arc of the umbrella, "Just a little bit."

Zhuang Yu showed a helpless expression, his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, with a delicate smile of a girl, as if he was satisfied or complained, "You are always like this, and you were like this when I was young."

Ye Shenyue found it interesting, "When you were a child? Do you remember how I was when you were a child?"

"Of course I remember! Mom was still at work at the time, and Dad was basically gone. You were all taking care of me at that time, but you looked like—like—"

"Like what?"

Sayu frowned and thought for a while, then said uncertainly, "I don't know how to describe it, although you always seem to have a good temper and a smile on your face, but I feel that you are always unhappy. It seems to be troubled by something all the time."

"yes."

"Yes. But maybe it's because you are such a person. Even if something happens, we won't worry about it." Sayu raised his head with a small smile, "Although sometimes I really want you to rely on your family, but—— Or maybe we can't help at all."

Yagami saw her black eyes.Sayu's eyes are very similar to those of his mother, with a sincere and gentle heart wrapped in a smile.He could feel warmth from them, hot and bright as orange flames, but he had been so far away from them that he thought the warmth was just an illusion of his imagination.

Understanding and love are different after all.

There is a kind of person who seems to be born with an extremely keen intuition.Most of these people have innocent characters, and this world is too dangerous for them.But this intuition can help them avoid danger and even have a chance to find out the truth of anything.But most of them, even if they see the truth, don't understand that crucial essence at all.They are blind, but fortunate at the same time.As for the remaining few, they can not only capture the key, but also see the truth clearly.

They are unfortunate, they are the ones who stare into the abyss—so some are mad, some are blind, some are monsters full of nonsense.

Ye Shenyue had a deep connection with both of these people.

Sayu is such a person, she is the lucky former.

So does L, but he's the latter.

"So," Sayu asked casually, pinning her hair behind her ears, "brother, are you happy now?"

Ye Shenyue raised her head and saw a small raindrop.It struggled on the top of the umbrella, but still could not escape the fate of falling into the clouds, and landed in the corner of his eyes along the umbrella bone.

Like a teardrop.

Ye Shenyue smiled.

"Of course," he said, "of course I'm happy."

Luke burst into sharp laughter behind him.

"Really." Sayu didn't ask any further.She stopped looking at him, and quickly turned her head to the other side, as if attracted by some scenery, leaving only a blurred profile of his face.

"The subway station is right in front of it, I'll just go there by myself."

Before Ye Shenyue could make a sound to stop her, Sayu stepped out of the umbrella.She took two steps and then stopped, standing in the drizzle, turning her head to look at Ye Shenyue.She had a strange expression on her face, her lips were tightly pursed, as if she wanted to say something but was hesitating.The wet hair was stuck to her cheek, and without saying a word, she stared at his face intently.

Ye Shenyue held up an umbrella and waited silently.

He didn't know why he was waiting.Even in silence, he already felt her words.Melancholy hugged him tightly like pervasive moisture.

It seems that in the very distant past, there was such a similar moment.

He looked at her, and at him.

Sayu finally said only one word.

Her voice was so small that it was almost shattered by the sound of the rain.The soft tone is like a weak breath before dying, every word is a struggle,

"Brother, I have always known that you are a gentle person."

Ye Shenyue stood in place holding an umbrella for a long time, so long that the place where Sayu stood just now had changed countless faces, and he still stayed in place.So much so that when he turned to leave, he almost heard the stubborn and mechanical sound of his joints.

Luke was still laughing, staring at the direction where Sayu left, letting out a long, piercing laugh.

"Humans are so interesting. Your sister is so perceptive—sometimes a dangerous talent. But you seem to have kept her well."

"She's the one who cries for someone else's grief, and even if I wanted to, I couldn't protect her forever."

Luke seemed to have discovered some mysterious pleasure, "Did you know that anyone with a Death Note will become unlucky."

"Are you trying to say that it's still too late for me to abstain?"

"Who knows, abstaining may not necessarily lead to happiness, but it may prevent unhappiness—at least it may lead to a longer life."

Ye Shenyue put away her umbrella and hung it on the umbrella stand at the door of the classroom.The drops of water merged into a narrow stream, flowing into the mud, never to be seen again.

"It's too late Luke," Ye Shenyue said, "I don't think people who have a death note 'became' unlucky, and they may not be happy if they live longer. Many things started from the very beginning, when I picked up the note. Before, or before that—the misfortune had begun."

People's desires will never be satisfied, even if they are satisfied at this moment, they will have new desires at that time.If the desire is not satisfied, you will feel pain, but the happiness when the desire is satisfied is only temporary.So from the beginning, luck and misfortune are only relatively speaking, and there is no difference in essence.

He is unlucky.So is Sayu, and so is L.

In fact, the greatest sin of a person is - he was born.

While he was still alive, Sayu suffered from depression due to the kidnapping incident.He had seen her only once in the sanatorium--the first and last time.

She was sitting in a white room, her black eyes like cheap glass beads being forced into their sockets.He could see nothing in her eyes, like a pile of extinguished coals, only sickly ashes remained.

He knew that her soul was dead, leaving only her body imprisoned in the world.

He has no regrets, nothing can not be sacrificed, he said to himself then.So he knelt down on one knee and held her hand, the temperature was as cold as marble.

"Saoyu, don't hate me."

Zhuo Yu stared at him, but didn't look at him at all.She opened her mouth like a dying fish on the bank, and a dry, soft sound came out of her throat.

"What did you say."

He bent down patiently, put his ear close to her face, and finally heard that sentence clearly.

"Let me die," she said.

He held her hand and knelt for a long time, until the sun came through behind her, but her thin body was still curled up in the darkness, and he saw a crystal clear tear on his wrist.It appeared out of thin air, and suddenly disappeared.He doesn't know who it belongs to, or where it began—but he sees where it ends.

"Let me die," she repeated.

"I see," he said.

So, he set her free.

*Original Supporting Character Note*