[Comprehensive] Evil Story

"Because I was escorted back to Europe by my mother." Kitazawa said casually, "I was forced to lock up and go to sleep."

"Really?" Yato's voice seemed to be muttering to himself, but a smile appeared on his face in a moment, "But it's good if you come back, can we be together for a long time?"

Kitazawa nodded and replied, "Probably my mother won't come to see me for decades."

"A little boy who is still under the control of his parents." The smile on Yetou's face was so cheap that it made people want to be punched.

Kitazawa was not so easily aroused by him, but gave him a strange look, "Aren't you the same? Father comes and goes all day, who used to always want father's praise?"

"That, that was a long time ago." Yato looked away guiltily, "I don't live with my father anymore."

Kitazawa looked at Yato again, only to realize that he looked very downcast, at first he thought that wearing sportswear was only Yato's favorite, but now it seems that he is so poor that he can only wear sportswear and a small square around his neck, No matter how you look at it, it's horrible.

"Are you poor now?" Kitazawa didn't know what kind of mentality it was, and asked, "It looks pretty miserable."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yato's eyes lit up immediately, "Do you want to give me money?"

"How much do you want?" Kitazawa touched his wallet reflexively, and suddenly withdrew his hand, "Forget it, I'll give you this later. We've stayed here for too long, so let's go out."

When he heard that there was money to take, Ye Dou was so happy that he couldn't find the north, so he quickly agreed.

However, before stepping out of the bathroom, Yato suddenly said to Kitazawa: "Sangsuke, can you not tell them about my past? And everything about you, pretend you are a human being." Pray, "Please."

Kitazawa knew that Yato said they were referring to the two outsiders, namely Iki Hiyori and Yukine, although he didn't know why he had to hide these things, but he still agreed: "Yes."

"That's great!" Ye Dou happily helped Beizawa hold the vase, "Master Cangjie, if you have any other instructions, please feel free to tell me."

Yato came out following Kitazawa's ass very dog-leggedly, this scene surprised Yukine and Iki Hiyori.

"Did this guy Yato do something like hugging his thighs again?" The boy Yukine, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, complained to Iki Hiyori. After becoming Yato's artifact, he had seen all of this All kinds of shameless gestures of the wandering god.

"Maybe?" Iki Hiyori was also dumbfounded. Even if Yato knew Kitazawa, there was no need for Yato to be so attentive. It seemed that Kitazawa might have very thick golden thighs.

As soon as he got out of the bathroom, Kitazawa spoke to Seiichi Yukimura familiarly, "Did Yukimura-kun suffer from some serious illness?"

Yukimura smiled wryly: "Unfortunately, it's acute radiculitis."

Kitazawa does not have any research in the medical field. From the name of the disease, it seems to be a very serious disease, which is exactly what Kitazawa wants.

Sensing the change in Kitazawa's mood, Yato gave him a warning look, and said, "If you have any troubles, you can talk to me, Yato."

"...God?" Yukimura's expression was completely disbelieving.

"Let's talk about that girl." Kitazawa took off the wrapping paper of the cornflower he brought, and as soon as he took off the ribbon, Yato doggedly took it over, "Before that, I Nothing is known about it yet.”

Yukimura's gaze lingered on Yato for a moment, and after Yato put the flowers in, he put the vase on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, noticing Yukimura's gaze, he said nonchalantly: "Yes, if you don't tell us we will I don't even know how to help you."

There was a girl who committed suicide in front of him, probably a very bad memory for Yukimura, but in order to eliminate the influence of this girl, regardless of his psychological effects or real ghosts and spirits, he had to say: "I am here I didn't know her name was Nagasaki Saeko until she died, she was one year younger than me, and she was in the same class as the juniors in the club, I usually don't have much impression of her..."

That was probably the worst day Yukimura Seichi felt, bar none.

It was the day before the summer vacation after school, and Yukimura was preparing to go to the club for training.Training, basically, is what he does every day.

Sometimes a few girls would stop him and ask him if he wanted to hang out together after school, but Yukimura shook his head and refused.

For now, Yukimura believes that nothing is as important as the tennis club he has been running for a year.

But unfortunately, when Yukimura walked to the playground, he was stopped again.

"Hi, what's the matter?" Yukimura said politely despite being stopped again.

The one who stopped Yukimura was a girl who was also wearing Likai University uniform. The girl was half a head shorter than Kami Yukimura. She was holding a schoolbag in her hand. She looked at Yukimura with an extremely serious expression, and her black eyes were staring at Yukimura almost obsessively. .

"Hello, Yukimura Seichi." The black-haired girl said.

It was just the beginning of the club. On the left was the cheering of the basketball club cheerleaders in the gymnasium, and on the right were members of the track and field club doing warm-up exercises on the playground, and they were caught in a small road in the middle. People went, seeing Yukimura being stopped by a girl, they all looked at the girl with optimistic eyes.

"Hello, who are you?" Yukimura asked. He faintly felt that the black-haired girl in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but now was not the time to think about it. To be honest, he wanted to rush back to the tennis club now.

"Nagasaki Saeko." Facing other people's teasing eyes, the black-haired girl's expression was still indifferent, and she didn't even show any shyness on her face when she was confessing, but her face was serious, "I like you, you can try Shall I date and see?"

To be honest, since Yukimura Seiichi went to school, the number of girls who have confessed to him has long been beyond count. Although it is not possible for someone to confess to him every day, the number of times he is confessed to and adds a love letter to him once or twice a week.

Yukimura has carefully read every love letter stuffed into Yukimura's shoe cabinet or desk drawer, and is ready to go to the agreed place to seriously reject the other party.

He was still a middle school student, and he had the idea of ​​falling in love too early. Now he just wants to play tennis well. The High School Affiliated to Lihai University has been the national champion in tennis for two consecutive years. As the president of the tennis club, Yukimura The goal is to let Li Haida dominate the national championship for three consecutive years. This can be said to be a demanding goal, and Yukimura is busy every day with customizing training tables for members and more other chores.

Let alone finding time to fall in love.

And those girls even confessed to him rashly just because they saw his appearance, he would not accept such a partner.

"I'm sorry." Although looking at the black-haired girl's appearance, it definitely didn't look like she was treating this confession or love as a child's play, Yukimura knew that the other party was really serious.

She might even really like me.

Yukimura thought sadly in his heart, but he can't be that person, and now he doesn't deserve the other party's love.

"I don't have any idea of ​​finding a girlfriend yet, I'm very sorry." Yukimura bowed ninety degrees to the black-haired girl, "I hope you can find a better boy."

"No." The black-haired girl hurriedly bowed and said, "It's me who should say sorry, for disturbing Yukimura-kun's life."

"Then I'll go first." Yukimura glanced at the black-haired girl whose bangs were too long and slightly covered her eyes, then turned and walked towards the tennis club.

Yukimura walked about a dozen meters away, and he heard the black-haired girl's cry:

"Seiichi Yukimura."

"I, I don't like you."

The black-haired girl looked up at Yukimura's face obsessively, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance in her mind forever.

"I love you."

"And you never remember me."

"But it doesn't matter..." The corner of the black-haired girl's mouth curled into a wide smile, "After today, you will remember me forever."

At that time, Yukimura only felt that something bad was about to happen——

"What are you going to do?" The purple-blue haired boy ran towards the black-haired girl.

"I want you to remember me forever." The black-haired girl had a utility knife in her hand at some point, and she pulled out the gear of the utility knife with her fingers. poke at my heart...

"No!" Yukimura never felt that the distance of more than ten meters was so long, it was obviously only a few seconds.

"Pfft..."

The black-haired girl drew out the dagger again, and blood splashed all over the ground, as well as her face.

Blood surged out from the girl's chest, staining her school uniform red.However, the girl seemed to be unconscious and raised the utility knife and stabbed it towards her heart, pulled it out, and stabbed it in again...

Yukimura stopped the utility knife that the girl continued to stab down with one hand, and shouted at the students beside him, "Call the emergency number!"

"Why are you doing this?"

The utility knife was thrown away by Yukimura, and the black-haired girl's smile has never faded since she took out the dagger. She coughed frantically, and said intermittently: "I, I love, love you."

"You don't love me." Yukimura pressed the palms of both hands tightly against the heart of the black-haired girl in order to stop the blood from flowing out crazily.

"You..." Yukimura wanted to pull out a smile, but he couldn't laugh at all under such circumstances, his expression was tense, "You just love yourself."

The black-haired girl looked into Yukimura's purple-blue eyes and smiled silently. Now she didn't have the strength to say anything more, so she could only just smile like that until the sound of the ambulance came from afar.

The black-haired girl was picked up on a stretcher, and Yukimura stood behind the door of the ambulance, watching the door being forcefully closed by the medical staff, while the black-haired girl lying inside went away with the speeding ambulance.

"Are you okay, Yukimura-san?" Someone asked him with concern, "Your body is covered in blood."

Only then did Yukimura realize that the school uniform on his body had been stained red by her blood like the black-haired girl, and now he didn't know if the black-haired girl who dyed him red would come back.