[Comprehensive] The way of a giant baby's group pet

This uncle is already a habitual offender. He selects targets in crowded trains and strikes. He likes office workers with a lot of money, or high school students who are defenseless.

Today's habitual offender took a fancy to a half-grown child, with his head bowed, and his handsome frame couldn't be concealed by his black clothes. When the uncle put his hand on the target, the boy made a soft tongue-smacking sound.

The burglar thought he had spotted him, but he just pulled off his hood, revealing his fine white hair and slender neck, which also widened the burglar's perspective.

It turned out that he was playing a handheld game console.

What an unconscious child.thought the thief.

The thief put his hand away from the boy's waist. As expected, his waist was only as big as a tiger's mouth. The front pockets of the black trousers were flat and not worth attacking, but the pockets on his stomach were bulging.

The burglar stuck his hand in.

The first thing Five Fingers explored was cold metal...

Not like a wallet?

Then above it was a thick, flat mass, thick and cold, as heavy as soaked wood.

What is this...

Intuition told him that he shouldn't delve into it, but he still followed his curiosity to explore.

Then that thing branched off into five branches from the whole.

Is it? !

The thief took the thing out of his pocket, "Wow!" He just glanced at him and stuffed it back as if he was on fire, and this action finally woke up the dead handle wood.

The thief took a step back, but had no way to retreat and bumped into someone else. Someone asked sharply, "What's going on!"

Yoshikage Kira also saw it. What the masked man took out of the boy's pocket was a severed hand.

Although it is not a catkin for women, it is clean and tidy, which can be described as a good product.

The fracture is connected to the metal, and there is no deterioration or damage. It is a high-end product.

This is Yoshikage Kira's evaluation of Nigaraki's "father", he never invites trouble, even if he guesses that the man in the mask is the idiot who molested himself, he doesn't intend to take revenge.

But now he wants to stand up for Shizuoki.

Because in his long life, he finally met someone who has the same hobby as himself, like a layer of seasoning sprinkled on a peaceful and beautiful life, making it happier.

Shigangmu found out that he had met a thief, and the evidence was that someone had slashed his pocket.

He put his hands in his pockets to appease "Father".

Can this be regarded as his father protecting him?He suddenly felt a little happy.

There was a flow of people, and for a moment, a faint scent of olives passed by the tip of his nose, and Shikuragi turned his head to see that many people walked out of the tram door, but he didn't pay attention to the purple suit.

"There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong..." The tram moron unbuttoned half of the mask, showing a flustered look, "That's a hand... That's a hand!"

"That kid is holding his hand on his body! By the way, I saw the news about the hand once this morning..." The uncle shivered and spread out the morning news paper on his body, "Where is it... found it!" His eyes were tight Staring at the upper right corner of the newspaper, "A florist's left hand was cut off and turned into a human bomb..."

The boss was in a cold sweat.

"Although I have misconduct myself, this is a matter of life and death. I should call the police. Yes, call the police, that's what I should do!"

The uncle grabbed the moral spider thread and climbed up, and accidentally bumped into someone's shoulder, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Are you okay?" A pleasant voice sounded.

The uncle raised his head, and found that he was actually a good-looking office worker boy. He had that hobby, so he couldn't help showing a ambiguous smile.

The meticulous-looking office worker stood in front of him and asked friendlyly, "Well, is it convenient for me to say something?"

"Of course." The uncle said with a smile.

……

4:30 PM.

When the cleaning aunt walked into a small room in the men's toilet, she covered her mouth and screamed in horror. The walls, floor, and toilet were covered with blood and minced meat, like a large blood-congested mass bursting from the inside.

……

After leaving the station, Sikuangmu was walking on the way home, when there was a slap, the office worker in front dropped a document.

"Uncle," although he couldn't tell the age, let's call it that way, "Uncle, your things have fallen." Shikuragi said, pointing to the documents on the floor.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed man turned his head, he raised the corners of his mouth first, and then said in surprise: "Ah, this is quite important. The hard work of these few days is all for this contract." He picked up the document Put it neatly in the briefcase.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do with him, Shizuoki lifted his feet and left, "Wait, please," "What?" Nikuragi turned his head to look at him, and the man smiled politely and said, "My name is Yoshikage Kira. My thanks to you, can I buy you a cup of coffee?"

"No need." Shizuoki said.

"Please, you avoided a lot of losses for my company." The blue eyes slightly bent, "Or do you like sweeter drinks?"

Ah, hit the spot.

The other party insisted a little bit toughly, and Shigangmu guessed that there was no one at home, so he agreed, "Just coffee."

A man calling himself Yoshikage Kira led himself to a nearby open-air cafe.

Deadwood continued to add milk and sugar cubes to the coffee cup, and the dark brown coffee was stirred into tea.

"Study in Xiongying, it's amazing." Chatting with each other, although the other party seems to be a calm and rigorous person, he is unexpectedly talkative, or does he feel that he is more in tune with him?

"Speaking of which, your hands are beautiful."

Deadwood gave a pause to his fingers stirring the spoon.

What a strange man.

He asked about his personal situation for a while, and then said that his hands were beautiful.

In other words, would anyone praise himself, who is also a man, for his good looks?

Hands or something...hands?

Shigaraki noticed the smell of Yoshikage Kira, a faint plant fragrance, and a little strange other smell.

He leaned his body forward slightly and sniffed carefully, "Have you sprayed olive-scented perfume?" During the long-term battle in his previous life, Dead Karaki had formed his facial features as keen as a beast, and he pointed to the chest of Kira Yoshikage Said, "From here."

Yoshikage Kira maintained his smile for a while, then he suddenly let out an "ah", opened one side of his coat, and calmly took out a bottle of perfume from the inside pocket.

"You mean this? Do you want to try it?" The purple perfume shakes in a hexagonal glass bottle, and the golden logo shows the expensiveness of the brand.

Different colors, different packaging.

"I don't want it anymore." Shikamu lost interest and lowered his head to drink coffee.

"Really." Yoshikage Kira put away the perfume, "I think we hit it off, how about making friends?"

Yoshikage Kira hopes that one day the two can be honest with each other and talk about their shared hand addiction.

Hit it?where?

Sikuangmu was startled at no idea, and refused without leaving a trace: "No."

"why?"

"Your taste is too bad. You have a green shirt with a purple suit, and a strange black tie." Dead Karaki pointed to the tie with a skull printed on it.

"I see..." Yoshikage Kira folded the tie and put it in his pocket with a smile, "If it's because of such a small reason, then I will consider you a friend."

"..." This guy, can't understand other people's rejection?

"Whatever you want, I'm going home."

Yoshikage Kira sent his little friend away and turned into the alley.

He took out the florist's left hand from his briefcase, and sniffed it closer, "It really smells like olives. It seems that my friend is very sensitive, um... it seems a bit spoiled."

"Is it time to break up?"

He threw the broken hand into the trash can like throwing garbage, and a loud noise after walking a few meters announced the end of Yoshikage Kira's 47th relationship.

……

After dinner.

All Might asked Sikunaki if he had a good time today, and Sikunaki told All Might that he had encountered a thief on the tram.

All Might was shocked and confused. Rather than being angry, it was more like a blow to his own child when he met a terrorist criminal.

There was also a bang in the kitchen, and Hei Wu looked at him in a daze, but Hei Wu's brain circuit was relatively clear, and he asked:

"Shigaraki, you didn't kill someone, did you?"

"Hey, what's your idea." Shigaraki said dissatisfied.

He will not use [Honkai] on people because of such trivial things.

It is not unreasonable for Heiwu to have this suspicion, after all, Shigangmu has a lot of bad things in the past.

In the past, when Black Mist and Shidaomu took to the streets, one must be careful who accidentally bumped into Shidaomu's shoulder, stepped on Shidaomu's foot, or took away the drink that Siddaomu liked in front of the supermarket freezer.

Until now, he didn't dare to let Shigangmu hang out outside.

"Anyway, don't go too far to play in the near future." Heiwu brought out the rabbit apple and said.

"Ah."

Nekuragi, who was advised not to travel far, will come to Kameyou Department Store next Sunday.

A stage was built in the hall on the first floor, and a large number of pink balloons piled up on the stage, together with the huge posters of beautiful idols, built a concert stage full of girls' hearts.

Among the many accompanying singing and dancing, the girl with twin ponytails standing in the middle is still eye-catching, and no one can cover her dazzling light.

"Mizuki Mayu!!" "Mayou-chan, you are the light of the world~~"

Almost all male fans crowded the hall, staring closely at the idol's white skin and skirt fluttering like butterflies, and Nekuragi was forced to hear a lot of conversation and admiration as he walked through them.

"Mayou-chan also worked very hard today, and his personality is [Shining] or something, it's really great!" The little fat man next to Shigaraki burst out and shouted.

It turns out that this girl's personality is related to light, no wonder Shi Gangmu can feel that she is shining brightly from more than ten meters away from her.

"There will be a handshake meeting with Mayu-chan later, hehehe..." said a black-skinned middle-aged man.

"Stop laughing like that, it's disgusting," said the man with glasses beside him.

The uncle pulled the shirt with Mizuki Mayu cartoon on it and said: "What are you talking about! Don't underestimate our fat house's love for idols! In order to be able to shake hands with Mayu-chan, who has slippery hands! I rubbed my hands ten times over and over again. Seven times! Seventeen times!" "Wow! Shut up!"

Mizuki Mayu held the stereo microphone and said with a smile, "Mina-san, I'll see you for the handshake in an hour~" She waved to the fans with her beautiful five-pointed hand model.

The sound of the accompaniment behind him gradually subsided, the flow of people gradually dispersed, and Shigaraki took the elevator leading to the game hall on the third floor.

Through the transparent elevator door, Shikuragi saw a figure in a purple suit in the crowd, "Is that person here too?"

As the elevator ascended, Yoshikage Kira quickly pushed down.

About an hour later, Shigaraki came out to buy a drink. A female employee almost wiped the tip of her nose and ran past in front of her. She hurriedly said to the smoking man in front of her, "Mayou's manager!"

"what happened?"

The staff covered their mouths and kept checking, and the voice in the dead handle wood's ears was intermittent, "Ma, Ma Youchan... the reception room... no one... bloodstains... 5 minutes... opening... call the police..."

"What! At this time!" The agent was even more impatient than the employee, and he walked towards the stairs with fast and loud steps.

Nekuragi looked at them, then got off the elevator, he was not interested in idol topics or anything.

When walking towards the beverage area, there was a heavy panting sound from behind the pillar, and Shigaraki saw that dark-skinned uncle leaning on the pillar, trembling badly.

His friend came back after buying a drink and asked, "What's wrong? Asuke." "Itoda! Itoda Itoda..." The uncle stretched out his long arms and grabbed the man with glasses like a child, "What should I do? ?I feel like I'm going to die, drowned in fear here, so scary, so scary..."

"What's the matter? Don't be so timid all the time, talk carefully..." Shiitian pulled away the uncle's arm that was about to strangle his own neck, and patted his friend's back. The uncle breathed heavily and leaned against the pillar tightly .

The body language of the uncle in the audience was very rich, which attracted Sidangmu to stop and watch. He didn't expect the uncle's subsequent words to bring him such a big impact.

"Itota, you, you know that my personality is [Vision], right?" He held onto Itota tightly to maintain his body that was about to collapse.

"I know, I know, if you fix your eyes on the person you can see, you can see what the other person sees."

"But, but," said the uncle, emphasizing the crying voice of the child, "I used my personality on Mayu-chan, and when she looks in the mirror, I can see her up close..." The uncle suddenly burst into tears.

"What's the matter, oh, you are so anxious, what did you see?"

"I saw a glint of water in front of me, as if the whole person was soaking in the swimming pool. I thought Mayu-chan was taking a bath, and I was very happy... Then I looked up and saw a mirror. Am I going to see Mayu-chan's body? I almost Wept with joy, but only one hand was reflected in the mirror, woo woo..."

"One hand, that's a pity, although I didn't see it this time, I have to work harder." Itoda said with a smile.

"One hand! The severed hand of Mayu-chan, if the body is split, my perspective will also be split, but I don't have it, Mayu-chan... Mayu-chan only has one hand left!" The uncle hugged his head in pain .

"What did you say!"

Hearing such a dramatic answer, Sidangmu behind the pillar frowned, another broken hand?

"Ma, Mayu-chan...the reception room...no one is there...bloodstains...5 minutes...opening...call the police..."

He recalled the sentence and tried to expand on it himself:

Mayu-chan was resting in the reception room, but the staff found that she, who was supposed to be in the room, was nowhere to be seen. There was only a little blood on the scene, and the handshake meeting was about to start in 5 minutes. What should I do now?Do you want to call the police?

If the camera is attached to the hand, do you see the criminal when you look in the mirror?

Itoda asked Ikugaraki's question: "When you looked in the mirror, did you see who is holding the hand?"

"No, I was too scared, and, and there was a bottle blocking part of my view, I immediately took back my personality."

"What bottle?"

"Purple, purple perfume bottle."? ?

The author has something to say:

Character Design Published - Yoshikage Kira

My name is Yoshikage Kira and I am 33 years old.Lives in the villa area in the northeast of Morioh Town, unmarried.I serve at the Guiyou chain store.I have to work overtime every day until 8 o'clock in the evening before I can go home.I don't smoke, and I drink only lightly.Go to bed at 11 o'clock in the evening, and sleep for 8 hours a day.Before going to bed, I must drink a glass of warm milk, then do soft exercises for 20 minutes, go to bed, and fall asleep immediately.Once you wake up to dawn, never leave fatigue and stress until the next day.Doctors say I am normal.

——Preview of the next chapter——

What rolled out among the many product samples was a white and delicate severed hand.

The light shining on the skin is the last cry of the girl idol: "Help me..."