funeral

"what?"

"I want you to help me kill someone."

"Are you kidding?" Ito couldn't believe it. "I'm a doctor, how could I kill someone?"

"So what?" Nagasawa didn't look like he was joking, "It just so happens that we have such a target at hand, and we are worried that we can't find a suitable candidate, so it would be best for you to come forward, of course the most basic Security is still there.”

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Why, don't you want to?"

Nagasawa stepped to the window and fiddled with the venetian fan lightly.

After a quarter of an hour of silence, Ito chose to compromise.Nagasawa twitched the corner of his mouth. He always knew that Ito would not go against his will, even if he was to kill someone, he would have to bite the bullet.

The person who needs to be assassinated is the true heir of a certain company, the illegitimate son of the president, who has lived overseas for many years.

Due to the long-term cooperation with the Sugita group, which is hostile to the Aizawa group, this company has long been regarded as a thorn in the side of Masao Aizawa, and the return of the heir who grew up overseas is quite detrimental to the development of the Aizawa group.

Although this illegitimate son has been influenced by overseas culture since he was born, his interest is quite localized Kabuki, and he doesn't like to be accompanied by bodyguards when watching, so the assassination site is arranged for a large-scale Kabuki to be staged in the near future Theatre.

Although this heir seldom shows up in Japan, and his behavior is low-key, few people in related organizations can recognize him, but the Aizawa group has collected such detailed information, which shows that the group leader is very determined to get rid of him.

"Since the theater's security measures are so weak, why not let your own people do it?" In any case, Ito felt that Nagasawa's proposal was messy.

"That kind of place is incompatible with our personality. How can people who live in the beating and killing all day long blend in with the atmosphere of the theater? Although the security is weak, there are still necessary investigations, so our people are easily exposed there./ dew."

Nagasawa's words are good, even if he deliberately keeps a low profile, the underworld aura that is almost inherent in him is hard to ignore.

He has the ability to keep his sense of existence from being absorbed by the surrounding atmosphere.

So to some extent, Nagasawa's appearance in public is quite eye-catching.

As for why the assassination location should be set in a theater, Nagasawa said that besides being easy to obtain, the most important thing is that it can cause a certain sensation.

Just imagine, since even a low-key heir can be assassinated, would other clubs dare to cooperate with the Sugita group?

"But isn't it easy to expose/exposure when using a pistol/gun in a public place?"

"Who told you to use a gun," Nagasawa said with a smile on his face, "You are a surgeon, and you are familiar with scalpels, so in this case, you can use it to get rid of that brat...then I will kill you." The seat is arranged next to him, and then you see the opportunity to touch his neck... I don’t need to tell you how to find the artery, do you?”

After hearing this, Ito couldn't help but clenched his trembling hands. How cold-blooded is this person to be able to say such words so easily?

On the day of the assassination mission, Nagasawa prepared an outfit for Ito. It was Italian haute couture, with classic styles and high-quality textures. The dark pattern on the fabric was low-key yet gorgeous, and he should really dress up grandly when entering and leaving the theater.

In order not to expose/reveal the identity, the necessary disguise should also be there.

Nagasawa watched his subordinates busy around Ito, took off his glasses and played with them in his hands.

Glasses are like a woman's long hair, which weakens personal characteristics. Some ordinary-looking people will expose their shortcomings in facial features if they cut their hair short, while some already outstanding people become passersby after growing long hair. Glasses also so it is.

"Don't wear glasses today." Nagasawa fiddled with the glasses frame casually, then glanced at Ito, and then ordered his men to glue a beard on him.

Nagasawa felt a little upset looking at the long eyelashes, what a joke, he didn't want others to see Ito's appearance.

As a doctor, Ito can't grow too long hair. Although the current length can be combed into a big back, it is still not enough to make the shape Nagasawa wants, so more or less make-up artists put some wigs on Ito, He even tied a small bun in the back of his head.

"Oh, it fits perfectly!"

"The feel of an artist!"

"This look is difficult for ordinary people to control, but Mr. Ito's face is omnipotent, hahaha!"

In the end, Ito was portrayed as a fashionable and quality yuppie uncle. Nagasawa nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the result.

After the make-up was finished, the younger brothers left voluntarily, leaving their elder brother to talk with the doctor alone.

Nagasawa pulled Ito's tie and pulled him towards him, "Are you afraid?"

"It's too late to regret it now, right?" Ito looked at Nagasawa, trying to find a trace of reluctance in the man's eyes, but the man's pupils were deep, as if he could swallow all expectations.

Nagasawa put his hand around Ito's waist, and whispered in his ear, "After the matter is done, I will help you take off the clothes myself."

"What if it fails?"

"No, you won't," the smile on Nagasawa's face deepened, "You never let me down."

The theater where Kabuki is going to be performed is very gorgeous. Ito stood at the entrance and watched the crowd coming and going, waiting for the target to appear.

Makoto Kirishima, 24 years old, of medium build, looks ordinary or even mediocre. It is not easy to spot him in a crowd.

Since it was the first time wearing contact lenses, Ito seemed very uncomfortable. He rubbed the corners of his sore eyes, and then set his eyes on the alley not far away.The people from Nagasawa were just a hundred meters away, waiting in an unassuming black car to deal with emergencies at any time.

Is that selfish man in the car now?Ito thought casually.

"Uncle, your things dropped."

After staying at the entrance for an unknown amount of time, a boy wearing a peaked cap appeared in front of Ito and said to him. After hearing this, Ito panicked and touched his cuff subconsciously.

"Come on, take it, you won't be able to enter the arena without this thing!" The boy picked up the ticket on the ground and handed it to him.

"...Oh, thank you." Ito broke out in a cold sweat nervously. Just now he thought that he accidentally dropped the knife on the ground, but luckily there was no danger.

"Does uncle like kabuki... What a strange fun!" The boy teased with a smile.

Ito wiped off his sweat and adjusted his breathing again, half-truthfully responding to the boy's joke.

"Stop talking nonsense with him and send him away." Nagasawa's voice came from the invisible communicator, and Ito couldn't help but look towards the entrance of the alley.

Perhaps sensing that the other party wasn't paying attention to the conversation with him, the boy said goodbye to Ito briefly and then left with interest.

"It seems that the target's sense of existence is too low, so it's not easy to be found..." Nagasawa thought on the other end of the communicator, "Why don't you go inside and wait... By the way, remember to hide the tools and don't let them Reckless."

Ito found his seat according to the number, and quietly waited for Kirishima's arrival, but the seat on his right was still vacant near the opening.Just as Ito was thinking about whether their plan was in vain, there was some noise from the seat on the right.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little late to enter... Didn't bother you?"

It was an ordinary-looking young man who passed through a whole row of people and arrived at Ito's side. It can be said that he is the type who can be forgotten in a blink of an eye after seeing it once.

No mistake, this person is Makoto Kirishima.

"...No." Ito was embarrassed for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

"That's good," Kirishima smiled at him, and opened the paper fan in his hand to show Ito with great interest, "Because I didn't know which one to choose, so it took a while..."

Ito stared blankly at the person in front of him. He was an ignorant young man who was obsessed with Kabuki. Did he really want to attack such a person?

The curtain on the stage was pulled up, a beam of light hit the middle of the stage, and the performers began to move to the rhythm of the musicians, attracting the attention of the audience.

It is impossible to say quit now, Ito recalled Nagasawa's words before departure, that man seldom made such affirmation to himself, even though he knew it was a means to complete the task smoothly, but Ito There is still no way to resist the magic of this sentence.

It must be done before the actor opens the paper fan, otherwise the people in Nagasawa will have no way to respond.

Ito stabilized his breathing, then calmly drew the knife from his cuff.He has already simulated similar scenarios many times in his mind, and now he just needs to execute according to what he thinks in his mind, as if it was an operation that had been planned for a long time...

The actor walked around the edge of the stage and suddenly opened the paper fan in his hand. At the same time, there was a burst of gunshots and screams at the door.

This sudden change caused chaos on and off the stage, and the theater did not turn on the lights immediately for some reason.

There were people running for their lives everywhere, but Ito just stayed there blankly holding the scalpel, the instinctive fear made him forget what to do next.

Just when Ito was panicked and overwhelmed, a pair of strong hands pushed through the crowd and grabbed his arm firmly, and took him out of the seat in the confusion.

"Mr. Ito, this way, brother is waiting for you in the car..." the man whispered in his ear.

Sure enough, it wasn't him... Ito walked passively following the pull of the person in front of him.

What was he looking forward to? How could such a selfish guy save himself in such a situation?

Ito didn't know how he got into the car, and when he came back to his senses, he found Nagasawa who was smoking a cigarette calmly in front of him.

"How does it feel to kill someone for the first time, Mr. Doctor?" Nagasawa tilted his head, and then extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

Ito tremblingly stretched out his right hand to himself, and his fingertips had a slight spasm/convulsion due to too much force when holding the knife.The bright red that fell on the palms and cuffs all accused the evil deeds he committed just now, while the rust/smell permeated in his nose reminded him of the freshness of his life.

"You... bastard!!" Ito roared in a low voice, almost madly rushing towards Nagasawa.

"That... big brother..." The little brother in the driver's seat was a little worried, but Nagasawa just glanced at him lazily, then resisted the pain in his shoulder, and gently comforted the nearly collapsed man in his arms.

He must have tried his best to bite himself. No wonder, the first time he killed someone, he had to find something to vent afterwards, and he was not much better at the beginning.

Nagasawa sighed, kissed Ito's forehead lightly, and then felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind. He knew that the person in his arms could finally be completely his own.

"The relevant monitoring in the theater has been dealt with, and the scalpel Mr. Ito left there has also been found and destroyed as soon as possible... This is the general situation."

Nagasawa dismissed the younger brother who came to report, and then sat back on the bed.The person on the bed didn't seem to be sleeping well, his brows were furrowed and he groaned from time to time, he must be having a nightmare, Nagasawa thought while rubbing the person's hair.

In fact, this assassination does not need to involve him at all, just hiring a few killers is enough to settle it, and the remarks like "best location" are just for Ito to make him feel that such a plan is the most reasonable, And this role is also necessary for him.

As for why he did this, Nagasawa didn't have a convincing answer in his heart.Maybe pulling Ito into the water together, and the two of them guarding a secret together can make the distance between them closer, and Ito will never be able to leave him.

Nagasawa felt that he must be crazy, so he tried every means to tie people to him.

"But fortunately, now you really have no way to leave me..." Nagasawa lowered his head and smiled, then took Ito's hand and gently pressed it to his lips.

After taking sick leave for a few days, Ito returned to work in the hospital. During his recuperation period, he gradually felt less guilty.

Since he has some emotional flaws, it is not difficult to get out of the shadows and the like.

When passing the corridor, Ito noticed someone calling him.

"Doctor Ito... Are you Dr. Ito?" He turned around and saw a young man with flaxen hair standing in front of him.

"I am, what's the matter?" Ito looked up and down the person in front of him, but found that he couldn't find any thoughts about his appearance.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself," the young man smiled, his slender and handsome features looked quite pleasing, "My name is Kirishima, Makoto Kirishima, and I am the heir of Takarazuka Corporation."

After declaring his family name, the young man admired the ever-changing changes on Ito's face with an almost joyful mood, "You killed my substitute that day."

Facing Ito's dull expression because of being too surprised, the smile on the young man's face deepened.

The author has something to say:

Ah, I've been waiting for a long time, I finally updated the text, hahaha, it's not easy

In fact, there are a lot of things to say in this article, but after a long time, I have almost forgotten it, puff puff puff

The Wakatou of the Aizawa group, I always wanted to give him a more aggressive name to match the character. I thought of this name before, "Kyono Yohei", but someone's brain is too big, so he just gave it to the empty ear. "Semen/fluid sample", for this reason, I was severely despised by that guy in the West Bar ==

The draft of this chapter was secretly written during the internship before, and then it was processed and continued in the past two days, and it was once stuck in the plot of Ito's murder... It is difficult for ordinary people to have experience in killing such things. Right?

My own character design - Ito's assassination outfit, no beard version, poof, don't dislike my scumbag painting skills