Miss Naoko is always at the Shura Field

You glanced at him faintly.

Orihara Rin also has a very light expression, he is expecting your reaction.Is it out of breath?Still indifferent.

He was like a spider trying to see the ridiculous expression of its prey caught in the web.

"I really want to know, Mr. Orihara Rinya, you have always looked down on human beings from above, and you never tire of it, but after all, you are not a god or a god, so you will fail and have accidents. These are essentially because you are behind your own mistakes. , you can’t quite predict how other people will react, so what do you think?”

Orihara Rinya's eyes slowly narrowed, "It's really a good response."

You lowered your head slightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Really?"

When you say such words, your mood suddenly drops.

You discover that you and the person in front of you are essentially the same kind of person.

Orihara Rin also used Ikebukuro as a stage to fool humans and watch their behavior to his heart's content.

And you see this world as an illusory existence, and you can only keep looking for and looking for the thing that can make you feel existence.And finding itself is a process of existence.

Once you give up searching, you will fall into the mire of nothingness.

Orihara Lin is also like this.

If once he stops his behavior, it will be empty and boring.

terrible.you think.

This is a kind of disgust and fear of the same kind.

"Anyway, please don't destroy my relationship with Shizuo, in that case..."

Orihara Lin also asked: "In that case, what will happen?"

Your eyelids are drooping, and the shadow of your thick eyelashes is like the shadow of a willow tree falling in a lake, "That's okay..."

Your voice is like cavernous wind from deep in your throat, from some unconscious abyss.

Upholding the polite habit, you still had dinner with Orihara Lin, and then bid farewell gently.

Walking out of the store, the autumn sun shines on the avenue, like a layer of golden waves.

Your mood is not very good, so you feel that the sun is dazzling and annoying.

But looking at you from the perspective of other people, the beautiful and soft sunshine shrouds you like the tulle of "The Veiled Christ", and the smooth and white legs under the pink skirt are not fragile and thin, but full of With dexterity, it is like a pair of legs that the goddess of ancient Athens often runs and hunts in the forest.The graceful and healthy calves are connected to the feet wearing black leather shoes, and the rich black and divergent white form a visual contrast.

Orihara Lin also has to admit that you are beautiful.Therefore, I have to admit that Shizuo Heiwajima is lucky.So I have to be a little jealous.

Why can the monster-like Shizuo Heiwajima be loved by "people"?

Because you are not human.

Orihara Lin also raised a malicious smile, his white teeth gleamed under the sunlight, like the sharp teeth of a shark in the deep sea.

He watched you wait, watched you being approached, watched you being stunned with a cloth stained with meth, and watched you be taken away.

Orihara Rinya's head was filled with high-pitched music, maybe it was "Marseillaise". In short, the music became more and more exciting, and Orihara Rinya's heart beat strongly with the music, bang bang bang bang bang, This speed is getting faster and faster, like a person beating a drum on his heart, the rhythm is getting faster and faster, until his heart can't bear the load, Orihara Lin also laughed.

Laughing, like a laugh that vomits out all the organs in the abdomen.

Orihara Lin almost laughed so hard that he knelt down.

Great, the gears are starting to turn.

First you heard the ticking sound of the water, and then felt a chill, you opened your eyes from ignorance, and a familiar face slowly formed in front of your eyes.

Your thinking is rusty, your brain is running very slowly, and it took you more than a minute to realize what is going on and who is in front of you.

"Yayoi?"

Yayoi Nishimura looked at you with a smile.Her smile was gentle and kind.

"It's me, how do you feel?"

You are tied naked on a platform, and the lights above your head dazzle your eyes, making your originally unclear mind even more confused.

"I am a little uncomfortable."

"It's because the effect of the medicine hasn't worn off yet. You can close your eyes and rest for a while before speaking."

You obey her and close your eyes.

After about half an hour, you opened your eyes, and this time your eyes were able to focus on Yayoi Nishimura.

"Is it better?" Yayoi Nishimura asked.

"Yes."

"Aren't you surprised?"

"When I met Orihara Lin today, he mentioned you. Thinking about it again, I'm not surprised."

"That's right," Nishimura Yayoi smiled knowingly, her hand stroked your face, "Orihara Rin also knew about my plan, and he was the one who obstructed the kidnapping last time, but he wouldn't have thought that I would take advantage of you and Kidnapped you when he met."

She paused, and then said: "Even if you know that, it doesn't matter. Heiwajima Shizuo who lost his mind should go to trouble him. No one here will disturb us."

You didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

"Aren't you curious what I want to do?"

You sighed and said: "Yayoi, you are a medical student, and I am an 'undead', the prey still ask why the hunter killed it? But I want to thank you for not cutting off my head directly, so that I can still talk."

Yayoi Nishimura's hand rested on your neck, "It's really you, Naoko. How could I cut off your head, you are such a perfect creature..." She looked at you in fascination, fingers from your neck Swimming along the neck, "Every inch of skin is so beautiful, you are more perfect than the Headless Horseman..."

"Is it because I still have a head?" You couldn't help asking.

"Not only that," Nishimura Yayoi seemed to be raving, "You are a contradictory body, both indifferent and enthusiastic, you have a kind of magical power, you can make everyone fall in love with you, why, Naoko?"

"Because I am sincere, people like to be sincere and long for sincerity, so those who feel my sincerity will like me."

"No, that's not right. The sincerity of ordinary people is a kind of vulgarity and stupidity, but you are different. You float in the air and you don't land on the ground. You are completely different." Yayoi Nishimura looked at you fascinated, with There is a kind of stubbornness, "like a god."

"That may be because although I love this world, I love it like I love a toy box. People are always easy to be obsessed with things that they can't understand. You can't understand me like this."

"Is that so?" Nishimura thought seriously, and asked again: "Then what are you? Why are you alive? Please tell me."

You smiled, "Expressing myself is a very pleasant thing. I want to express my cognition. If it can be accepted by you, it will make me even happier. From this point of view, I am indeed a Humans. But, unlike other people, I can't really feel my own existence. I see the world as if I look at it through a blurred mirror, and everything is like a veil.

"So I can only feel the world through love, so my love is sincere, and this is where you are confused, right? But most of the time, my love can only be exchanged for thin love. I am not saying that your love is thin Yes, I mean the meaning to me is thin."

"Then Shizuo Heiwajima's love is heavy?" Yayoi Nishimura asked sharply.

"Shizuo, I'm teaching him how to love me. You know, the love I want is..." You were silent for a moment, Yayoi Nishimura's eyes urged you, and you said again: "The love I want is Eternal, perfect, supreme."

"It's impossible." Nishimura Yayoi said immediately, "Even the gods can't have such love."

"Yes, but how do you know if you don't try it? As long as you keep walking in that direction, even if it's an endless road, I'm approaching it. What's more——" Your eyes became sharper, "I Want to live, only love, only I who seek love is alive."

"Because you are undead, do you have such an idea?"

"So you want to dissect me to find out?" You looked at the shiny scalpel in her hand, "I'm afraid of pain."

Yayoi Nishimura shook her hands and said, "I don't want to dissect you, but someone wants to dissect you, I just want a tube of your blood." She sat on the platform with her back to you, "I don't want to hurt you , Naoko."

"I know, we're friends."

"Do you still think we're friends now? Or, is this just your delaying ruse?"

The tip of the scalpel gently touched your skin, and it felt like something was scratching your heart.

"I don't like to lie, Yayoi. Besides, if all you want is a tube of blood, just tell me and I'll give it to you, so you don't have to go through so much trouble."

Yayoi Nishimura was silent for a while.

Then she stands up, picks up the scalpel, gives you a guilty look, and says, "Sorry."

Yayoi Nishimura made a quick move.Even the arc of the wound is beautiful.

The sharp silver scalpel made a cut on your wrist, and you took a breath, and the tight skin was immediately stained red by the gushing blood, like red plums in the snow, or like red plums in the snow. A bright red bracelet, Yayoi Nishimura held a glass container to catch the blood.

But soon, the blood flowed back quickly as if being manipulated by someone, without leaving a single drop, and your skin was as clean as new, without traces.

"Sorry." You said.

Yayoi Nishimura looked at you in shock, "Is this the ability of the undead?"

You were about to answer when a huge vending machine flew down from the sky and landed right next to Yayoi Nishimura.

Yayoi Nishimura turned her head and looked at the other party full of fear: "Shizuo Heiwajima!"

Shizuo Heiwajima looked at Yayoi Nishimura angrily, "It's not that I don't hit women, Yayoi Nishimura." After speaking, he walked to you and loosened your restraint.

"Damn." He took off his clothes and covered you.

Yayoi Nishimura suppressed her fear, and sneered, "People like you are not worthy of Naoko's liking."

"Yayoi, it's not good to say that. I like Shizuo very much. I hope my friends can respect him."

Shizuo Heiwajima looked at you in shock, "Naoko, she..."

You stretched out your index finger to seal his lips, and said to Yayoi Nishimura, "Give me the scalpel."

You took a scalpel and cut your arm. After watching the blood flow into the container, you licked your wound, and the wound disappeared soon.

"If that's what you want, Yayoi."