5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Yosano Akiko received an anonymous letter, and the letter was quietly lying in her mailbox. Before she opened it, she would never have thought that this traditional communication method would bring her and the piercing nausea back to life. meet.

"It's a little disgusting." She looked at the pink letter paper pulled out of the envelope, and there was incense mixed with various flowers on it.Generally speaking, there will be elegant characters on it, telling the content.

However, on the letter paper, there are sentences cut out of Chinese characters and hiragana from newspapers and pieced together.

"—Do you really think everyone has forgotten?"

"You will be punished by God."

Holding the letter with Xie Ye, after reading it, he subconsciously wanted to knead the thing into a ball.Since she worked in the detective agency, it is not that she has not received strange letters, but this one is different, as if it is filled with viscous black mud-like malice, which is extremely easy to wrap the two sides of the heart from the bottom of the human heart. Petal then crawled deeper inward.

(What's this--)

What she thought of was what she had committed——

When she came back to her senses, she had crumpled the letter into a ball and held it in the palm of her hand.

……

……

"Ding-dong-"

The bell rang once.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-"

It rang three times consecutively and quickly, and then repeated the process non-stop.

Kishitani Shilla, who was originally receiving water by the pool, replied "Wait a minute—" when he heard the first ringing. Amidst the successive ringing of the bell, he vigorously pushed the cup full of water to the table When I put it on, I made a somewhat complaining sound.

"Really, wait a minute...um...?"

He leaned closer to the cat's eyes, and he was relieved when he saw that it was a delivery person.As a black doctor, Kishitani Shilla is definitely not low in vigilance. Although he has not done anything to attract people's resentment, if it is said to be "indirect" to attract people's resentment, there are many.

(Isn’t the current courier too impatient?)

The courier at the door seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and appropriately shouted: "Please sign for your courier——" This sentence is a good medicine to break the vigilance, Kishitani Shilla opened the door almost without thinking about it .

The moment the door opened, someone pressed the door tightly with their hands from the outside, as if attracted by some kind of force.The strength to hold the scalpel is not enough to resist the opponent, and Silla was forced into the gate under the last resort.

(Ah, what is this all about!)

"good afternoon--"

The man, about 1.9 meters in length and almost as tall as the door frame, was holding the top of his head with one hand, and controlled the door to walk in with the other hand.He has long been used to doing this by watching the movements.

Silla thought to himself, are all tall people like this?

The most bizarre thing is the shape of this person, can you really see clearly with the blindfold on?

From the perspective of the doctor, no, from Silla's point of view, the intruder is like a leopard whose body is covered by loose clothes, and under its black covering is a solid line, to put it more generally—— - He seems to be able to fight very well, at least he doesn't have a big problem beating himself.

He was thinking quickly——

(Who is this? The reason for the visit? Vengeance? Or something else—and whether my skills can be used to fend off this intruder—)

But as soon as the other party opened his mouth, the content reached his deathbed.

He smiled, but his expression couldn't be described as friendly.

He asked: "—that black motorcycle, lives here, right?"

When Kishitani Shilla heard this, she clenched the knife in her pocket tightly.

Not sharp, but at least he has a chance.

The other party gave a "tsk".

"'Don't worry, there's no malice on my side'—I wouldn't say that." The young man wearing a blindfold said, "I also have a reason to find him... By the way, I don't care about the knife in my pocket use."

(Celty?)

Silla had more than one knife in his pocket.He had polished the cutlery long ago, leaving himself behind.However, he still put on a harmless appearance, took out a handful and put them on the table, and said cheerfully: "It seems that you are very confident in yourself." But his heart sank.

Celty did take a job as a porter, but as far as he knew the items he was moving were...

The doorknob turned again.

"Oh?" Hearing the sound, the young man turned his back to Silla.He even puts his hands in his pockets, and it's obvious he doesn't care about turning his back on someone. "The person I was waiting for has arrived."

The "porter" in black tights and wearing a yellow helmet was no less frightened by the addition of a stranger in the house than Silla.Especially after feeling that the visitor was not kind, the black mist on his body quickly transformed into a scythe.

"Wait, Se--" Silla thought that it was indeed a matter of Seltie's identity.

Supernatural, super-scientific things should never be exposed to people.

At least not now, he is not ready to pave the way for Celty.

The young man still stood where he was, completely ignoring Celty's intimidation.Even though he was surrounded by a black curtain like a huge shadow, he still had no intention of moving.

No matter how I searched and monitored, I couldn't find any clues, as if the world had disappeared, and I couldn't find any follow-up information at all.He can only start with the person involved, and he doesn't mind at all if it can improve efficiency.

But now things have changed.

Gojo Satoru probed the "person" in front of him through layers of black.

(Not human.)

(...Forget it, it's not the time to delve into this matter.)

He asked straight to the point: "I don't like wasting time either, so I just asked—where was that box transported?"

……

……

I woke up.

The side effects of the hypnotic gas made me a little unconscious. I was placed on a rough leather sofa, which looked second-hand, and the decorative threads next to it were flying out and scratched.However, I propped myself up and got up, and just as I was about to get off the ground, I discovered a frightening thing.

My legs are gone.

There was an open suitcase next to it, and it was almost immediately clear to me that I had been transported in this thing.The flannelette inside obviously has the sunken marks left by the body when lying in it, as well as the bumps I felt unconsciously, which must have been brought about when it was packed into the box for transportation.

No wonder I feel a little nauseous right now.

This is a very ordinary small room, except for second-hand sofas and carpets, there is nothing else.When I woke up, I heard the handle turn.

Someone came in.

The other party looked young, his hair was shaved into an extremely short cut, and there was a black linear tattoo on his neck, the content of which could not be seen clearly.

He wasn't surprised when he saw me wake up, and he wasn't worried that I would do anything to resist—that's right, after all, I am largely controlled by others in terms of actions as I only have one leg.

"Hello." He even greeted me politely, then dragged a chair to sit down, and kept a considerable distance from me, he said, "You can call me Fishbone."

"Hi." I replied, fumbling in the pockets of my trousers.

"Miss Yizhi, I must be very surprised why we invited you here." Yubone spoke differently from Fenmao, without Fenmao's style of fluctuating ups and downs in surprise, he said: "Actually, there is something I want to ask you for help."

It wouldn't be a good thing even if you didn't think about it, not to mention that their approach was obviously to circle me alone. I said, "If you want me to help, why use such a disgusting method?" He tapped the edge of my thigh with his hand and pointed to the location of my severed limb.

"After all, you are protected so well, this is beyond our expectations. I didn't expect that things would become troublesome just after a few months, so we had no choice but to invite you here... Of course we have sincerity , so don't rush to refuse."

Don't look at Yubone being polite when he speaks, but it doesn't mean he is really a kind person.

It's not good, I don't have anything on me that can be used as a weapon.I will not be so stupid as to use my strength to confront the opponent head-on. What I can rely on is naturally my supernatural ability, but from the current point of view, I am at a disadvantage for two reasons.

One is that my ability is only effective within a certain range, and I cannot transfer it if it is too far away.

The second is that I don't have the tools to inflict wounds on myself...

(No, isn't it there...)

I lick my upper teeth with my tongue, hard enough but blunt enough.

Fishbone didn't care about my inner thoughts at all, and he started to tell his own theme like a qualified villain.

"Miss Yizhi, what do you think of supernatural powers?"

Say this now?

But I found that I was wrong, Yubone didn't give me a chance to answer, he continued on his own: "Most people think this is a kind of 'lucky', born with unique talents, which proves that life There will always be one more hole card than others, and we can even think that this ability is a gift from the gods, otherwise how could it be so unreasonable..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, then let's get to the point."

He flashed an uncomfortable smile.

"I'll tell you a story about the Angel of Death."

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……

Celti had put away her scythe, and Silla was under her protection.Even so, the black shadow lingering around her was still manipulated by her, and could be turned into a sharp weapon for attack at any time—even though she was generally peaceful.

Silla muttered from behind: "...is it really kidnapping?"

Shipping goods in suitcases, smuggling, and even illegal items are common.But there are not many cases where it is used as a gift, especially when this work comes from the hands of Orihara Rinya.

Based on Silla's understanding of him, although his classmate has a very high talent for gnashing people's teeth - although he looks like he can kill, he is almost instinctively vigilant about stepping on the bottom line and never would really cross the line.

As for Serti, she realized that she might be used by Orihara Lin as a tool to divert attention, but the most urgent task is to clear the suspicion and send this dangerous person away.

Celty tapped on the keyboard quickly.

[The person in the box is not a human being, I'm pretty sure of that. 】

Gojo Satoru said: "Aside from the matter of pursuing responsibility, are you sure that the inside—"

【Employer requires unpacking and inspection after delivery to the destination. 】

Silla felt that the other party's mood was even worse after hearing this sentence.

Celty continued typing on the keyboard.

[Inside is a prosthetic limb. 】