A size 45 foot stomped on the back of Koyama's neck, pushing his head into the sand. Koyama could hear the wailing of the cervical vertebrae, and only the hard bones were struggling to support the fragile blood vessels and nerves.
"Damn it, why am I wearing this pair of custom-made Ferragamo leather shoes to do this dirty work? Would the blood leave a mark on the shoes?”The man complained loudly as he stepped on it." This is good old crocodile skin!”
"Don't be like a woman who treasures your shoes. Hurry up! Young Master's patience was almost exhausted!”Another man came over with a plastic bucket filled with water." Put his head in the bucket. The first time, it's three minutes. After that, it's extended by one minute until he confesses!”
"You might as well hang him up with a rope and tie that sailor's knot you're holding so you can enjoy the sight of this guy struggling to breathe.”the first man said.
"Quick, quick, quick, we only care about time! We're not perverts who abuse people, okay?”The second man poured the entire bucket of water down the back of Takashi Koyama's head.
The sand that was soaked in water blocked Koyama's mouth and nostrils. He couldn't breathe anymore. A sweet and fishy smell came up along his windpipe. It must be the bleeding of his ruptured lungs. Koyama wanted to say something, but the two men didn't give him a chance to speak. Koyama Takazu was about to go crazy. Were these two guys really extorting a confession? They were simply enjoying the pleasure of killing, right? There are methods to force a confession, alright? Even if he wanted to extort a confession, he had to let the person talk!
Takazo Koyama was an unlucky surgeon. He graduated from a famous medical school and used to work in a big hospital. Now, he could only help his friends in a private clinic. Because his income was not high, he could only live in an old apartment building. His neighbors were all small employees who came to work in Tokyo from other places.
Normally, a man with an unsuccessful career and a cautious personality like him would not cause any trouble, but tonight, the sound of heavy footsteps shook the entire apartment building, followed by the sound of a shotgun. The thick security door of Takizo Koyama's house was kicked open, and two men in black suits rushed in. They dragged him by one leg across the corridor and boarded the car. Takizo Koyama could not even be rescued. When he was carried out of the bed, he was punched in the abdomen. The other party accurately aimed at his ganglia. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound. No one in the entire apartment building dared to call the police. The men's black suits were opened in the wind, and the lining was embroidered with green yaksha ghosts and naked female ghosts. It was so dazzling that it looked like Ukiyo-e. The residents immediately understood that these men were from the underworld. Everyone guessed that Doctor Koyama had borrowed money from a loan shark.
"Yaksha, stop. Let him look up, at least to see me.”Someone said.
"Ha Yi!" The burly man in crocodile leather shoes bowed and agreed. He then carried Koyama Takazu out of the sandpit.
"Crow, wash his face." the man said.
The cold, pale man in black with thin glasses splashed the remaining water in the bucket on Koyama's face and wiped the sand away.
Koyama Takashi could finally open his eyes and look at his surroundings. It was a construction site by the sea, and the long cement pier extended out. The sea was rising at night, and the black waves hit the dog-tooth-shaped tidal wall, leaving fine white foam. In the distance, the brightly lit Tokyo could be vaguely seen. Koyama probably knew where he was. This should be the remote coast of Tokyo's abdominal muscles. There were very few people in the middle of the night. Even if he shouted for help, it would be futile.
A black Hummer SUV was parked at the end of the dock. A young man in a black trench coat sat on the bumper and looked at the sea. The sea breeze lifted his hair. The man was smoking, and the cigarette lit up his slender eyes. The man's temperament was completely different from that of the Yaksha Crow. He was handsome with a hint of gentleness. His fair skin had a marble-like texture, his eyebrows were straight, and his black long trench coat was quite exquisite. He gave off the feeling that he was young and far away from some academy. He didn't participate in the kidnapping of Koyama Takazou, so he seemed to be the one in charge.
The man crushed the cigarette butt with the tip of his foot and walked slowly along the dock until he was in front of Koyama Takashi."Doctor Koyama? Why did we call you here today?”
"You…who are you? What do you want? I…I don't have any money, and I've never borrowed money from loan sharks. I don't have any enemies. You must have caught the wrong person! Please let me go!" Koyama Takashi said anxiously.
"Takazo Koyama graduated from Waseda University School of Medicine and worked as a geneticist at the Eastern University School of Medicine for six years. Later, he was exposed to have molested a female patient and privately extracted the patient's genes for illegal genetic experiments. After that, you've been performing labor induction surgeries for pregnant women in small underground hospitals. But you made up for this to earn money. After you induced labor, you injected anesthetics into the women and raped them while they were unconscious. This is your evil hobby. You're rich. You make drugs and sell them in an underground clinic. You also buy and sell human organs. You have ninety-six million yen in your bank account at the Mitsui Bank, of which fifty million was just deposited thirteen weeks ago.”The man in the trench coat finished reading the document and threw him in front of Koyama Takizo." You'd better cooperate with us. Otherwise, we don't have to be polite to people like you.”
The more Koyama Takashi heard, the more shocked he became. When the man read out his bank account balance, he realized that this was not a group of unprepared thugs who would not be easily dismissed.
"You know me so well? You even know my bank account balance? You want money? I also have some powerful friends. If you take notes, no one will have a good ending!”Koyama Takazo raised his head and put away his pitiful expression." How about a cigarette before we talk business?”
This was an attack in place of defense, and Koyama Takizo was actually not as afraid as he appeared to be. He knew what he had done. A man living in this world would always offend some people, but it would be fine as long as he could spend money to settle it. He was thinking about how much money he could spend to satisfy three men of unknown origins. Would hundreds of millions of yen be enough? Maybe it could start from five million?
"You should straighten your teeth." The man grabbed Takashi Koyama's head and forced him to raise his head. Crow handed the scabbard to the man. The man stabbed the hilt into Koyama Takizo's mouth and stirred it hard.
Koyama Takizo heard the sound of his teeth breaking. The pain exploded in the South China Sea. His stomach was cramping, and he spat out large mouthfuls of gastric acid.
The man pushed Takashi Koyama to the ground.""I've said it before, we don't need to be polite to people like you. You drugged and raped pregnant women, made drugs, sold organs, and you're still alive today. God is either dead or has slept for too long.”
"What does it have to do with you guys that I'm involved with women and buying kidneys? Are you f * cking police? Tell me what you want now! I've also told you that if you provoke us, we'll all be finished together!”Takashi Koyama rolled on the ground in pain, and Nian Kong twisted like a demon.
Of course, I'm not a police officer. The police will treat you humanely, but we're not prepared to treat you as a human being. The man in the trench coat took out his identification card from his pocket and waved it in front of Koyama Takazou. There was a round golden badge in the identification card, and on the badge was a half-rotten World Tree.
"Kassel Academy's Japan branch, Yuan Zhisheng's executive officer.”The man said,"Do you understand now?"
" You are..." Fear exploded in Takashi Koyama's mind.
This fear was not external, but like an ancient tree entangled in his heart. Over the years, not only could it not be forgotten, but it had become more and more deeply rooted. For so many years, he had been hiding from place to place, not daring to live in a luxury apartment, not daring to show off in front of others, and carefully hiding his tracks. At one point, he felt that he had drifted away from the surveillance of these people. It was only today that he understood that these people had never had a gap in their net. They just didn't pull it in unless it was necessary. Koyama Takazou knew what the other party wanted. Only those forbidden items were worth pursuing.
"You are a mixed-blood, but the proportion of dragon blood in your bloodline is very small. In our monitoring list, your color code is white, the safest type. Originally, you would never have met us in your entire life, but you did something wrong. You graduated from Waseda University and are a top student in the medical field. You have been conducting genetic experiments related to dragon blood since your student days. Some time ago, your experiment achieved a breakthrough. You made a genetic medicine called "Molotov cocktail". This medicine could strengthen the bloodline, but it had a very strong side effect. You sold the recipe to a big client and he paid you 50 million yen as a reward. In addition, you helped him conduct human experiments to observe the side effects of this medicine.”" I just want a name. The name of the test subject."”
"You're mistaken! I haven't been in contact with hybrids for many years, and I haven't studied any genetic medicine. I've only sold the patent for a new drug!”Koyama Takashi's mouth was full of blood." You're mistaken!”
"Your experimental subject has gone berserk and is killing people all over the world. We have to stop his aimless massacre immediately. Every second we buy is good, so we won't waste even a second on you.”Yuan Zhi Sheng said sincerely.
"Damn it! I really don't understand what you're talking about. How did you know that I made that molotov cocktail? Who told you to ask him to confront me? I really don't know anything. I just sold a patent for the purification of a new drug!”Koyama Takizo spoke in a muffled voice, spitting out broken teeth one after another. He knew that threats and promises would not work on these men, so he showed a pitiful look again, his eyes like a pitiful little animal.
"Ying Jing wasted too much time." Yuan Zhi Sheng stood up."Yaksha is in charge of cleaning up."”
Yaksha clapped his hands. If Crow helped, it would be done in half an hour!”
Crow frowned bitterly, as if unwilling to take the job, but still grabbed one of Takashi Koyama's legs and dragged him to the huge cement mortar. The construction of the dock required a large amount of cement mortar every day. If it could not be used up after mixing, it had to be left in the mortar overnight to prevent it from solidifying. Yaksha tied Takashi Koyama's arms and legs with iron wire and threw him into the deep pit.
"52.5 cement, will it crack when poured out?"”Crow dipped a little bit of cement mortar at the spout and quickly revealed the cement number.
"The cement piles used at the dock are soaked in the sea. 52.5 cement won't crack in the water.”Yaksha skillfully turned on the mortar, and the cement and mortar poured down.
Koyama Longzou understood the meaning of the word " wrap up ". These men were not even willing to spend time extorting confessions. Yuan Zhusheng's order was to let the Yaksha deal with the corpse. Koyama Longzou had heard of this method before. After the underworld killed people, they would pour them into cement piles. There were countless human bones hidden in cement piles in Tokyo's high-rise buildings. They stood silently in the dead dog to support this magnificent city. This vertical pit was the mold used to pour the cement pile. The cement pile would be driven into the seabed by the pile driver and disappear from this world forever.
The hot and heavy cement mortar hit Takashi Koyama's shoulder, almost breaking his bones. In less than ten seconds, the cement mortar had already reached his thighs, and the lime powder choked his eyes and throat. He seemed to smell the stench of his own corpse. When he was about to die, his mind was filled with the women he had played with. Their bodies were soft and tired when they were unconscious. They were so tempting. He really wanted to confess. If he confessed, he could continue to enjoy the pleasure of playing with pregnant women...
When he was in university, he liked Asami, a girl from the same class. However, Asami liked the handsome young master of the electronics business, Tengzhen. He watched as Asami and Tengzhen got closer and closer, and they went on a trip abroad without telling their parents. However, Takazu Koyama thought that Fujima would abandon Asami once he got tired of playing with her. At that time, she would take the opportunity to comfort the lost Asami and then get him. This expectation was hidden deep inside. She didn't come to him one day and tell him that she was happy that Fujino was pregnant, but Fujino didn't admit it. She asked Takazo Koyama for help and lied that he was her boyfriend to take her for an abortion. The opportunity that he had been longing for was right in front of him, but Takizo Koyama suddenly felt extremely disgusted when he saw Asami's bulging belly. He felt that Asami's pregnancy was not clean anymore and was not his Asami. He hated this woman to the core and wanted to teach her a lesson, so he drugged Asami and raped her. Throughout the whole process, he imagined himself to be the young master of a rich family, Fujino. It was a great feeling, and from then on, he fell in love with this entertainment.
However, he still didn't dare to say it because he knew the brutality of the buyer. If the buyer knew that he was the one who leaked the information, then his death would definitely be a hundred times more painful than being cast into a cement pile. Koyama clenched his teeth tightly and prayed that this was just a psychological battle. It was a means for these people to extort a confession. The other party did not dare to really kill him. The cement would stop when it was about to drown her…It would definitely stop!
"Spare me, I really don't know anything. You've got the wrong person!”Koyama Takashi shouted hoarsely.
The crows and yakshas answered him with their humming.
"Yaksha, you are more experienced in watering man-made stakes. Won't the hardness of the man-made stakes be insufficient? It wouldn't be good if it broke when driving.”Crow said.
"Then add some lime. Work harder and mix the mortar evenly. The dock is a century-old foundation.”Yaksha said as he poured a bag full of lime into the deep pit. Stir harder! Brother (Origin Bookstore)!"
The lime mixed with the cement mortar, and the heat released burned the cement mortar. Crow covered her mouth and nose as she stirred vigorously. Koyama Takizo felt as if all the pain nerves in his body were being roasted on fire.
Yes, yes, in my hometown, the children's song sang," The dock is my father's shoulder pole, and my brother and I stand at both ends of the shoulder pole." Crow hummed a strange children's song with a Kansai accent.
"Akira Sakurai! His name was Akira Sakurai! Spare me! Please spare us! I've never killed anyone, I'm just a beast…Please…Spare me!”The moment the cement sand was about to fill Koyama Takizo's head, his last psychological defense collapsed. He raised his head and roared to prevent the cement sand from entering his mouth.
"This guy is really an idiot. What does it have to do with whether he has killed anyone or not?”Yaksha opened another bag of lime.
"He has already confessed, so don't waste time on him!”Crow threw away the bamboo pole and turned to leave.
"It will be completed in a while. It will be a human pillar. Isn't it a pity to give up now?”Yaksha said loudly.
"Alright, alright, then we have to hurry up…"
Hysterical wails came from Chen Keng, and Koyama Takashi was in despair. It was only then that he realized that he had completely misunderstood these people. These people were not so much thugs as perverts and lunatics. No wonder they were so happy when they poured the cement piles. Their songs were filled with happiness from the bottom of their hearts. 'The pier is my father's shoulder pole, and my brother and I stand on both ends of the pole.' These guys 'childhood was spent by brothers watering the human pole side by side, right? To these guys, the watering stakes weren't something cruel or crazy, but a beautiful childhood memory, right? These lunatics don't care about confessing!
"Alright, stop playing with him." Yuan Zhisheng threw away his cigarette butt and jumped into the Hummer." Compared to him, you guys are the real perverts, right?”
"Only a pervert can scare a pervert.”Crow patted the lime on her hand and smiled." When perverts meet, there's a 50% chance that they'll fall in love with each other, and a 50% chance that they'll disgust each other. This pervert disgusts me.”
"To be honest, if I give up halfway, I really can't bear to part with my work!”Yaksha sighed and ran towards the Hummer with Crow. The Hummer was still open, but the car had already begun to accelerate.
" Sakura, I've found the name of the test subject. Search for the name 'Sakurai Akira' in the file. The target has used genetic medicine to strengthen his bloodline and is currently evolving. He has a strong offensive and killing impulse. From the beginning of the download, adjust Sakurai Ming's color to red. He is an extremely dangerous target. Check the airport, railway network, road network, waterway network, as well as hot spring hotels, hotels, and hospitals. Find him as soon as possible. He might use an alias and fake ID, but he won't be able to restrain the urge to kill. You can find traces of him by investigating the areas where the recent murders have occurred. The victims should all be women. 4,000 were raped, and the social system is incomplete. Contact Masamune, and we will kill Sakurai Akira!”Yuan Zhisheng sped while making a call.
"What is the current bloodline level of the target?”
"I know it's [A] class! A berserk A-class hybrid!"
"Understood. Then we'll start pulling in the net from now on!”
Yuan Zhisheng threw his phone down. Inform the logistics department to start warming up the helicopter! When I arrive at the airport, it has to be ready to take off at any time!”
Koyama Takazo was soaked in a 1.5-meter-deep cement mortar, feeling himself slowly solidifying in the night wind. There had never been a moment like this in his life. He wished so much that the police would appear soon, even if they had an arrest warrant and throw him in prison, as long as he did not fall into the hands of the mental patients in his family.
However, there were still six hours before dawn. He would only be discovered by the workers at work after dawn. That was his half-poured cement pile…It had already solidified very well, right?
The train rumbled all the way north, leaving white trails of smoke in the mountains.
It was an old-fashioned steam locomotive that was far slower than the usual high-speed train. The destination was the distant Hokkaido, and it had to stop at every small station. The passengers had to sit on the train for a full 12 hours. Normally, such trains should be looked down upon, but many young people chose to take this train every spring. Because this slow train was on the mountain tracks laid before World War II, it was a rare sight along the way. Most of the passengers who liked to take this train were high school students and young lovers who were studying and traveling. They would stay in the old-fashioned iron train with the person they liked for a full 12 hours. Looking at the green mountains that were washed by water being left behind one by one, every girl would want to rest her head on a boy's shoulder.
Sakurai Akira's carriage was only half full. The boys and girls were excitedly pointing at the scenery outside the window. Akira Sakurai quietly sniffed the carriage, taking in every scent. Now, his sense of smell was comparable to that of a beast. He could even tell that the girl in the beige wool dress was in love. When the boy next to her secretly kissed her earlobe, her body odor suddenly increased with a seductive hormone scent. He controlled the carriage by monitoring the smell and chose the right prey.
This was the 15th day of his escape, and he had already killed 15 women along the way.
Akira Sakurai was twenty-three years old. He worked as a janitor at a church school and was also a graduate of that school. The school was located in Mount Kobe, surrounded by thick stone walls. There was a barbed wire fence on the stone walls. Once, a bold child wrapped in an insulated cloth grabbed the barbed wire and successfully climbed over the wall to escape from the school. However, he later got lost in the mountains. When the rescue team found him, he was thirsty and dehydrated. That school was the " School of Care." The targets of care were children who were rejected by other schools, such as Sakurai Akira, who was judged to have " violent tendencies." Every night before they went to bed, the nuns would kiss the children's foreheads, and then the powerful guards would chain the iron gates.
When Akira Sakurai was still a child, he would often sit in the middle of the playground and look up at the sky, but when he looked up, it was always the same square sky. He sat on the lawn and named every cloud in the sky. However, the next day, all the clouds with names left, leaving him sitting on the lawn. School education stopped in high school, but no university would accept students like them. Sakurai Ming was hired internally as a school worker. He had his own single bedroom, but he still couldn't leave the campus. Every night before he went to bed, there were still guards who locked the iron door of the bedroom. The doctor said that her violent tendencies had not been cured and that it would be a problem for society if she were to wander around.
Akira Sakurai knew the real reason why he was sent to the school. It was because of his bloodline. He came from the mysterious Sakurai family, a family that had inherited dragon blood since ancient times. When he was five years old, his elders gave Sakurai a bloodline assessment. He was determined to have a natural defect in his bloodline and could go berserk at any time. He was quickly taken away from his home and sent to a church school deep in the mountains to study. The biggest benefactor of this school was his family. His parents never came to see him again. Instead, they were replaced by men in black.
Every year on his birthday, a man in black would visit him as his parent. They wore exquisite black suits with gorgeous and ferocious pictures of ghosts and gods drawn on the lining. Sakurai Ming knew that these men were the so-called law enforcers. In this country, every mixed-blood was under the supervision of law enforcers. The law enforcers maintained the order of the mixed-blood society in the shadows. Some law-enforcement officers looked sloppy and would bring roasted fruits and carp flags to Sakurai Akira, while others were so dignified that no one dared to look at them directly. However, in Sakurai Akira's eyes, they were no different. When necessary, whether they were kind or dignified law-enforcement officers, they would mercilessly execute dangerous targets like Sakurai Akira.
Every law-enforcement officer would ask the same question as Akira Sakurai…Would he suddenly lose control of himself? Have you fallen in love with any female classmates? Every night or at random? Do you feel that there's someone you hate around you? Do you want to kill him?
Every question was like a sharp scalpel. Sakurai Akira had to be cut into thin slices and carefully observed under a microscope. Akira Sakurai had no intention of resisting. The law enforcers 'bloodline was stronger and more stable than Akira Sakurai's, so they were law enforcers and Akira Sakurai was a prisoner. Akira Sakurai only inherited the " trash bloodline " from his parents, while the law-enforcement officers inherited the " elite bloodline." The trash bloodline would increase the risk of going berserk, while the elite bloodline would give the mixed-blood unparalleled abilities. The person asked questions while checking the score form. The score form and the physical examination results were faxed back to the main house. If Sakurai Akira's file was colored green or yellow, he would pass today. If it was orange, the surveillance would be strengthened. If it was red... Sakurai Akira did not know the consequences and did not want to know. Every time he was evaluated, Akira Sakurai's color code was green, which meant that he was very safe. The law enforcer comforted him that if he could maintain his womanly nature until he was forty years old, he would have a chance of obtaining his freedom. The law enforcer would no longer question him through the tempered glass and would only visit his home once a year.
Forty years old? But who would be willing to have a family with him at the age of forty? The 40-year-old Akira Sakurai had nothing special and had never left the school in the mountains. He was an old uncle who had not grown up yet, and a lonely widow without relatives.
After the law-enforcement officer left, Sakurai Akira stood in the shower and splashed the coldest water on his body.
"Who wants to end their life like this?”That night, a stranger suddenly came to visit him.
The man was wearing a hemp suit and was sitting lazily in a chair. Just as Sakurai wanted to see him clearly, the lights in the hall suddenly went out, and the guards seemed to have not noticed at all.
In the darkness, Sakurai Akira heard the man's voice coming from afar.""Who wants to end their life like this?”The man's voice was so gentle, even a little feminine, but his authority was even greater than that of the law enforcer. He simply sat there, but it was as if he was sitting on a throne.
"No…I don't want to!" Akira Sakurai subconsciously replied," I didn't do anything wrong!”
The man pushed 12 bottles of medicine in front of Akira Sakurai. These potions gradually turned from bright red to gloomy, like the color of a rainbow cocktail."Then try to make your blood boil.”
Then, he got up and left. The lights were lit again, and the guard brought Sakurai back to his room. Everything felt like a dream. Then, in those quiet nights where even owls fell asleep, Sakurai Ming injected the colorful medicine into his body one needle after another.
Akira Sakurai didn't know what those medicine machines had done to his body, but his bloodline had obviously been awakened. Every cell in his body seemed to have woken up from a deep sleep, and power surged in his blood vessels like a tidal wave. Sometimes he would wake up from his dreams and look up at the bright moon outside the iron window, feeling that he was standing at the center of the world, the master of everything. Just as the man in the dark had promised, Sakurai Akira had gotten what he had always dreamed of…confidence, strength, and a life of his own.
What followed was a black desire. One night, Sakurai felt that he was unbearably hot, as if a fire was burning out of his body. When he woke up, he found himself and his female teacher, Nami, naked in each other's arms. Nami's spine was broken into several pieces, her throat was split open, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood. The memory of his homework suddenly appeared clearly in his mind. He knocked on Nami's door, pressed Nami down on the bed like a beast, and tore her nightdress... The power of Sita, who killed Nami, lost control in excitement.
Sakurai Akira buried Nami under the cherry blossom tree and escaped from school in the middle of the night. The high wall could no longer trap him. He ran as if he was riding on wind and thunder, leaping over the electric net.
Nami was twenty-nine years old when she died. She was Akira Sakurai's teacher. When Sakurai Akira was still a student, he was very tempted by Nami. She was the most beautiful woman he could ever see. However, he was so far away from Nami that he could not reach her. The only thing he could do was to cause as much trouble as possible so that Nami would scold him angrily. After becoming a colonel, Sakurai Akira never thought of getting close to Nami, let alone possessing her. He was always a weak child in front of Nami. But now, he had changed. He had entered a whole new world and had absolute confidence. In his eyes, everything in time was as small as an ant. He had to obey any woman and anyone he wanted. Whoever he wanted to die would die! After a brief moment of fear and regret, he was overjoyed.
On the way to escape, he thought that if he stopped injecting the drug, his confidence would increase with every dose that entered his blood vessels. His growing desire drove him to hunt women along the way. He treated them well and even sucked their blood, which gave him the satisfaction of squeezing women dry from the inside out. However, even though he had unparalleled confidence, he was still not sure if he could escape the pursuit of the law enforcers. Sakurai Ming did not know how many law enforcers there were, nor did he know who they were. However, some people said that when they executed, they were the embodiment of all evil in the world. Their methods were extremely fierce and bloody, and they could even interrogate the secrets from the stone statues. If someone violated the law in the dark, the only thing they could do was to escape, to keep escaping…until the day they were captured and executed.
Akira Sakurai had yet to determine a suitable prey because most of the passengers in this carriage were young couples or high school students who were studying and traveling. If someone disappeared, they would be noticed by their companions very quickly.
There was only one girl who was walking alone. She was wearing a high school uniform and looked to be around 17 or 18 years old. In short, she was definitely younger than Akira Sakurai. The girl was wearing a slightly tight school uniform. It was obvious that she was growing and growing taller. She had not had time to make a new school uniform. She was still wearing a childish kitten hair clip and carrying a Hello Kitty backpack. Her entire body was emitting a green aura. Sakurai Akira usually did not like such young prey. He liked sexy women in revealing clothes. In the past, he could only see sexy women flirting on television programs. Now, he could toy with them and kill them. It felt like a dream come true.
However, the girl actually had a pair of beautiful long legs. In order to keep out the cold, she wore black stockings with white stockings on the outside. Her curves were between an adult woman and a young girl, and she was seductive. Based on Sakurai Akira's ten-day experience in hunting, if this prey put on makeup and sexy clothes, she would also be the focus of attention on the streets of Tokyo. Sakurai Akira was full of expectations for tearing the girl's school uniform and socks. His irritable desire made his eyes red, so he deliberately lowered his eyes to avoid being noticed by her.
He had to seize the time to hunt. For a person like him who lived and died in a short time, he had to seize the time to eat his fill. Akira Sakurai could see that the girl was secretly observing him through the reflection of the glass. This kind of prey was easy to get. Akira Sakurai was very confident in his charm. After injecting the molotov cocktail, his bloodline had greatly improved. Dragon blood would bring incredible charm to people. This was the natural advantage of higher species over lower species. Even though Akira Sakurai's clothes were cheap and even sloppy, as long as he stared into a woman's eyes, the woman would be infected by his blurry gaze and obediently sit down beside him.
Akira Sakurai sniffled. The girl had a curious scent of a young girl, like a flower, but he couldn't tell what kind of flower it was. Akira Sakurai didn't like this kind of scent. What he desired was the seductive scent of hormones on sexy women. The girl's scent reminded him of the days when he sat in the middle of the field and looked up at the sky. At that time, the fragrance of plants and flowers filled the mountains and fields, flowing and gathering in the school in the valley... Although it had always been beautiful, it was still a cage filled with flowers.
He could see that the girl was hesitating whether she should sit down and talk because her feet in square leather shoes were nervously tapping the ground, looking a little early and a little guilty.
"Your name is Little Yuan?" Akira Sakurai opened his eyes and smiled.
"Ha Yi! It's Xu Fangyuan!" The girl jumped up and stood up straight. She subconsciously said her name loudly, as if she was being asked a question by a teacher in class.
"I'm Akira Sakurai, a magician, so I know your name. We were destined to meet.”Akira Sakurai's smile was evil and mysterious. Even women could not extricate themselves from such a smile.
"So it's Magician! Mr. Sakurai is so awesome!" Little Yuan bowed and sat opposite Akira Sakurai, clapping his hands in amazement.
Sakurai Akira suddenly felt that his behavior just now was very childish. The prey's reaction was completely different from the script in his heart. In the past, after he said this in the bar, the woman opposite him should have sat down beside him and rubbed her body against him while saying,"No wonder my heart beats faster when I see you.”
Akira Sakurai knew his name from the girl's backpack. There was a homemade kitten doll hanging on the Hello Kitty backpack. In an inconspicuous corner, the girl had embroidered the word " small circle " herself. Anyone who was careful would be able to notice it.
"Is Akira Sakurai traveling alone too?”Little Yuan asked.
"Yeah, I'm going to Xiaozun."
"What a coincidence! I'm also going to Xiaozun!"
This conversation was like a Japanese drama from the 1980s. Sakurai Akira was speechless. These days, he had been using his eyes to kill women who had one. This made him feel that he was invincible in front of women. However, when facing this high school student, he realized that he did not know how to hit on him. He was simply clumsy. What a coincidence! I'm also going to Otaru! Should he be like a high school student who was ready to make a move and say," That's great, let's travel together ", or should he be like a literary man who had experienced many vicissitudes and slowly say," The snowy scenery in Otaru is the most beautiful, we're already late ";; Or would he say," Little girl, you're so pretty. Aren't you afraid that bad people will eat you if you go out alone without anyone to accompany you?”
Every response was terrible, and every kinetic energy made him think of Japanese dramas. At this time, Sakurai Ming remembered that he rarely talked to girls in his life. The only way he knew about the outside world was to watch Japanese dramas. In that simple dormitory, he would stare at the screen in a daze during the long night.
"Are you a university student? I'm in the third year of high school. Do you think I'll call you senior?”Little Yuan said.
"Sure." Akira Sakurai answered dryly.
He was a little impatient. This high school student with a kitten hairclip seemed to be out of touch with the times. In Tokyo, girls her age had been playing social support for several years!
"Did I disturb Senior…I'm really sorry, I'll go back to my seat now.”Little Yuan stood up and bowed uneasily.
"No, no, no…it has nothing to do with you.”Akira Sakurai said helplessly.
This was the first time he had encountered a problem with his hunting procedure. The prey was clearly walking towards his trap, yet he had to say goodbye. He felt that something was wrong here.
"Why do you want to go to Xiaozun?" Akira Sakurai asked. He just wanted to use this question to stall Little Yuan.
"I'm going to bury Little Sticky."
"Little Sticky?"
"Little Sticky is my cat." Xiao Yuan took out an exquisite ceramic urn from his backpack. It was a hand-made pottery with a cartoon image of Little Yuan and a little black cat drawn on it.
Akira Sakurai heaved a sigh of relief. Now, he knew that Little Yuan was not a law enforcer. Even if there was a high school girl among the law enforcers, no matter how good at disguising herself, she could not possibly make a cat's urn and carry it around with her at the last minute to act out the script of " burying kittens in Hokkaido ".
"Then tell me the story of Little Sticky.”Akira Sakurai said.
" Me and Little Sticky." Little Yuan thought about it seriously for a while." Then we have to start from when I was young…I had autism when I was young. This is my secret. Senior, please don't tell anyone."”
Akira Sakurai understood the problem. Little Yuan's conversation was obviously very stiff, which was the aftereffect of autistic syndrome. An autistic child was like being sealed in a space where she was alone. In that space, she would only talk to herself, and all her mental age would remain the same as when she was young. Many autistic children learned how to speak by watching television, so their speech was stiff, like a script written by a second-rate screenwriter. The girl opposite him looked like an eighteen-year-old, a pair of flowers that were about to bloom, but in fact, her mental age was probably just a junior high school student.
Speaking of which, the two of them were a little similar…Sakurai Akira noticed Little Yuan as soon as he got on the train. The girl leaned against the window and looked out of the window in a daze. At that time, the train hadn't started yet, and Little Yuan was somewhere but there were people coming and going on the platform. Now, Sakurai Ming understood what kind of feeling it was. It was a person who lived in a lonely world and longed to see the world. Seeing the flow of people made him feel warm. It was no wonder that this girl in her prime had a snow-like smell. She had lived alone in a world and experienced the most terrifying cold in the world. Even in the most scorching sunlight, she still carried a slight chill.
"I've been autistic for as long as I can remember. I don't dare to talk to anyone. I don't even say a word in front of my parents. Everything I see and hear is terrifying. I can only shrink into a ball and cover my ears to stop myself from being so afraid. I couldn't speak until I was five…"
"Did your parents take you to the doctor?”Akira Sakurai was finally able to talk to Little Yuan.
"They fought every day until their voices were hoarse. Everyone said that they couldn't go on anymore…I was extremely afraid. But it was useless even if I covered my ears. Their voices were too loud. When I was most afraid, I could only run into the bathroom to fill the sink with water and bury my head in it." Xiao Yuan pinched her beautiful nose and made a suffocating expression." This way, their quarrels became blurry, like thunder. I couldn't hear anything clearly, so I wasn't so afraid.”
"When I was young, my parents would quarrel. It would be fine after the quarrel. They would quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the end of the bed.”Sakurai Ming also felt that this comforting sentence was a little perfunctory. The so-called " quarreling at the head of the bed and making peace at the end of the bed " was simply what the middle-aged uncle said on television.
He had never heard his parents quarrel. Before he was five years old, his parents had treated each other with respect. The house was filled with laughter. His mother could play the piano, and his father was a very good chef. When Muqi played the piano, his father would work in the kitchen, and Sakurai Ming would crawl around in the pile of toys. He was taken away on the day of the bloodline test. He didn't know if his parents would blame each other for passing the wrong genes to Sakurai Akira like Little Yuan's parents. She wondered if they could still play the piano and cook. Perhaps they had already quarreled and made up. Perhaps they had already given birth to a new healthy child. Akira Sakurai suddenly felt frustrated.
"Then, one day, I suddenly realized that the family had quieted down. Because my parents had divorced, I was given custody by my father. Xiao Yuan lowered his head. My father was a carpenter. He made furniture for people in the factory all day long. I was always alone at home. One day, Dad suddenly said that he would bring a friend to accompany me. I was so scared that I hid under the blanket and didn't dare to show my face. I thought that Dad must be marrying another mother. However, Dad took out a palm-sized kitten from his back. Later, I named it Little Sticky. It was a snowy day when Little Sticky came. It was so cold that it shivered. It meowed and crawled into the sleeve of my pajamas. He stared at Little Yuan's collar and guessed the development of this prey from the curves of her breasts. Little Yuan was actually a little plump, and her breasts were especially attractive against the girl's slender waist. Sakurai Ming's gaze went down and down until Little Yuan's tall and beautiful long legs lingered in every private place. He couldn't control himself. In his eyes, Little Yuan's school uniform gradually became transparent. Her body looked so beautiful under the sunlight. Sakurai Akira imagined a drop of water flowing across Little Yuan's skin, outlining her beautiful curves.
"Because I have autism, my parents never took me out except to the hospital. That was the first time I saw real fur. "I remember that it was curled up in the sleeve of my pajamas. It was warm and soft. It meowed softly. That was what the elves in the mountains said," Little Yuan said."Although it only knew how to meow, every meow was different. It was just that I couldn't understand what it was saying, so I learned to speak from Little Nian.”
"You learned how to talk from a cat?" Akira Sakurai felt that this was ridiculous.
"Yes!" Xiao Yuan nodded vigorously." I learned how to speak from Little Sticky. It always spoke in a low voice, unlike my parents who shouted and quarreled. It told me about the mountain elves, including cat elves, civet elves, and fox elves.”
Sakurai Ming thought,'According to what you said, there are only three types of elves in the mountains, namely cats, foxes, and tanuki. Could it be that tanuki elves are born from cat elves and fox elves?' He felt that this girl was a little playful in her lust. He didn't notice that his gaze was glued to her beautiful body, and he only cared about his kitten. He moved the black travel bag in the club. There was a small mirror on the side of the travel bag. He admired the scenery under the small round school uniform skirt from the reflection of the mirror. Although he could not see anything, he was so excited that he lost his composure.
"Later, my father found out about my secret with Little Sticky. One day, when he came back from work, I was holding Little Sticky's paw and meowing to him. Little Sticky still only knew how to meow, but I had already learned to say its name in Japanese.”Xiao Yuan said," The first Japanese word I learned was Little Sticky's name. I learned how to speak from a cat elf, so if I accidentally meow when I'm alive, please forgive me.”
Akira Sakurai thought that this was probably a type of chuunibyou disease. However, while everyone else was suffering from chuunibyou diseases like " The Lord of Black Flame " or " The True Eye of the Evil King," Xiao Yuan was suffering from chuunibyou diseases in fairy tales from decades ago. He imagined that he was a princess raised by some cat elf in the mountains. He was a patient who was deeply poisoned by Hayao Miyazaki.
"Then how did the kitten die?" Sakurai Ming asked such a plain question, trying to delay the time to talk to Little Yuan.
Because all the people who love each other in this world will always be separated." Little Yuan said seriously.
Akira Sakurai was stunned for a moment. He suddenly thought of Nami…Someone he loved? Was there anyone he loved in his life? Including Nami, he had already killed 16 women. He had only gone crazy with these women for one night, and some of them did not even know their names. In that case, there were still some regrets in his life. Although he had many beautiful women, he had never had love. If you don't even know the other party's name, how can you say that it's love? There was no understanding, only desire and impulse. The only exception was Nami. Akira Sakurai had spent many years fantasizing about his love with his female teacher. Nami was indeed a good teacher. Sometimes, he would scold Akira Sakurai for his stubbornness, but after he was done, he would bring Akira Sakurai to the teaching and research room and patiently give him words of encouragement under the setting sun. He would gently stroke the top of his head. After Akira Sakurai graduated and became a school worker, Nami was the first person to contact him. She brought him a lunch box as a gift for his first day at work. The lunch box contained well-steamed egg custard and plum rice.
But he killed Nami and buried her under the cherry blossom tree.
"Cats can only live for 15 years. Although cat spirits can live for a long time, once they leave the mountains, they will only have the lifespan of ordinary cats. Little Sticky came out of the mountains to save me. I met it when I was three years old. It left when I was eighteen.”Xiao Yuan's face was filled with sadness." It was winter that day too. When I woke up in the morning, I saw it lying under the quilt without moving. I thought that the weather was too cold and it didn't want to come out, so I went over to pat its head. But it put its head in my palm and meowed. I understood that it was saying goodbye to me. That afternoon, it left. I put the open cat can in front of it and it didn't even look up to smell it. Slowly, slowly, its body cooled down.”Xiao Yuan placed his hands on his knees and lowered his head. Sakurai Ming couldn't see his face, but he could see tears dripping down his skirt.
Her shoulders twitched slightly. She was so delicate that it made people pity her. However, Sakurai Ming's mind was filled with the scene of this naked prey trembling in his arms. He was so excited that his eyes were about to bleed, and he suppressed the roar in his throat.
"Senior, I cried again as I spoke. I'm sorry!”Xiao Yuan wiped away his tears with all his might and looked up with a bright smile. If Little Sticky left, he would return to the mountains to be a cat spirit. Why should I cry?
Sakurai Ming didn't like his idiotic smile at all. It was bright and sad. It made people feel sad. He hoped that Little Yuan would smile coquettishly, and it would be best if she could twist a few times.
"That's why I'm going to bury Xiao Zun's ashes there so that I won't cry every time I see Xiao Niang's urn. Little Sticky must not like me crying and ignoring people when it's not around,"Little Yuan said." It's the one who taught me to talk to people. It must not want me to become the same as before, right?”
Sakurai Akira was shocked. He suddenly realized that Bai Ji had entered Little Yuan's story, which was why he asked such a question. Although he had been admiring Xiao Yuan's body while she was telling the story, the scene of Xiao Yuan and Xiao Nian together gradually appeared in his mind. In the morning light, Xiao Nian was standing at the door with Xiao Yuan's shoe in its mouth and meowing. In the setting sun, Little Yuan sat on the roof while Little Sticky Meow sat on top of her head. In the dead of the night, Little Sticky was curled up on Little Yuan's stomach and sleeping, meowing as if it was sleeptalking…It was like a literary movie with an unknown meaning.
But why did he do such a meaningless thing? And it was with a girl who had suffered from autism and now had sequelae. What the other party said was simply a fantasy, and what he cared about was only the naked body under the school uniform. What life, what past? It was like a prostitute discussing love with her client. Politicians talked about their ideals to the people.
"Little Yuan's figure is so beautiful! He had long legs! He should be from the sports department in school, right?”Akira Sakurai changed the topic.
"Yes! She was from the rhythmic gymnastics club, and she was even a member of the basketball club's cheerleading team!”Little Yuan nodded vigorously.
"Ah, I love cheerleading performances. If you exercise regularly, your figure will become better and your skin will become more delicate!”Sakurai Akira felt much more comfortable talking about this topic. At the same time, his gaze swept across Little Yuan's body like a venomous snake licking the girl's body. He felt that his conversation with Little Yuan was almost harmonious. The other party's wariness was probably gone. It was time to make a move.
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