Uplifting Journey

.The bus is about to arrive at the terminal - Morioh Town. Passengers, please take your belongings and get ready to get off the bus.

In the big bus with a travel company advertisement painted on the outer shell, a young woman with a black single ponytail rests her chin with one hand, her eyes wandering in the vast green field outside the bus window, as if she is immersed in the pleasant scenery of the tourist town.

After the announcement that the car was about to arrive at the station sounded, all kinds of passengers who occupied the seats moved one after another. The luggage was taken off and held in hand.

The woman named Wenwen gently twisted a strand of hair hanging from the corner of her eyes. Her gaze was still focused on the window, but after glancing at the time displayed on the mobile phone in her left hand, she stuffed it into the pocket of blue denim shorts.

Soon, the moving car began to slow down, and finally stopped steadily at the passenger drop-off area of ​​the station.

When the passengers filling the narrow aisle in the car gradually thinned out, Wenwen, who was sitting quietly by the window, came to her senses. Her gaze swept across the crowd outside the window, engraving all the details of the environment in her heart, and then Standing up slowly, he took his luggage from the shelf.

Taking out the SLR camera and hanging it on her chest, Wen Wen, who was carrying a backpack and a rolling suitcase, ignored the tour guide looking for business at the car door. In this seemingly everyday scene, she concentrated all her energy. The long legs wrapped in thin black silk stepped over the steps of the car door and stepped on the ground of the station.

Looking around curiously, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, the coolly dressed woman is like an ordinary tourist, naturally blending into the crowd at the station, and it is completely invisible from the surface that her heart is surging With the tide of information.

Walking out of the exit of the station all the way, Wen Wen, who bought a drink and a local tourist map, pursed her lips slightly after taking a sip of the drink. She looked back at the noisy station, and then walked to the street with complicated thoughts——

I crossed the border alive

The woman who walked to the intersection let go of the hand that was dragging the suitcase, stuffed the drink into the side pocket of the backpack, unfolded the tourist map with both hands, and examined the famous scenic spots and special delicacies of Morioh Town marked on it.

It looks like she is an ordinary passenger who is hesitant about where to go next, but in fact, what she thinks in her heart while looking at the map is completely inconsistent with this——

What would happen if I changed my simple travel plan to meet my target now?

Hmm. No, from the perspective of the timeline, if I have the possibility to make such a decision, then the future will definitely have feedback on the present, and then it is impossible for me to walk out of the station unharmed. I am still standing here alive , which means that I will not change the existing plan after thinking

In other words, has the original travel plan been completed without any twists and turns in the future? The target did not take action against me, because the other party was limited by human perception and vision, and could not detect the existence of my potential probe, or because... I have never taken any hostile actions, so the other party didn't bother to pay attention , Simply when I do not exist?

But my mission does not include these, and I can only let other people use their lives to verify these issues.

After wandering a lot of thoughts in her head, Wen Wen slightly shook her head, clicked on a certain scenic spot on the tourist map with her index finger, forwarded the information from her side through her unformed soul, and then put aside those thoughts and concerns, With a happy smile, he dragged his suitcase and started his solo trip

In the evening, in the northeast of Morioh Town, in an area of ​​detached villas inhabited by middle-class families

A car with a plain appearance drove into the villa with the surname Kira. After the car parked in the parking space, a thin blond man in a dark green shirt and lavender suit opened the car door with a tired look and left. come out.

Lock the car, open the door, turn on the lights, and change shoes. The blond man who came home from get off work loosened the neckline of his black tie, took a deep breath, and walked towards the quiet interior of the villa without taking off the suit jacket necessary for work.

In the private bedroom, the trophies lined up on the cabinets and the awards hanging on the wall are engraved with the name of the blond man - Yoshikage Kira.

What is more subtle is that all these certificates that highlight past honors belong to the second and third places, and none of them is written as the first place. The late birth and late childbearing of parents brought Yoshikage Kira a strange childhood. , he has a low-key concept of doing things seriously but not competing for the top spot.

Putting down the odds and ends and walking out of his bedroom, after a simple washing and cleaning, the man with a slight cleanliness came to the dining room integrated with the kitchen. He pressed the radio switch, and after the familiar music from the local radio station in Morowang Town rang , he put his right hand into the inside of the suit, and gently took it out from the inside pocket of the left breast.

one hand.

A cold and white left hand that once belonged to a young woman, with a hideous section of flesh and blood visible.

The processed, specimen-like hand was gently placed on the dining table by the blond man, his fingertips rubbed the white skin of this hand, a smile appeared on his tired face, then he turned around and walked into the kitchen, and began to prepare Dinner for two.

The aroma of fried eggs and meat sausage is accompanied by the smoke rising and spreading. The man who is busy in the kitchen, the life atmosphere reflected in the back is no different from the other thousands of households in Duo Town, as if he is really a Ordinary single office workers over 30 years old.

If you ignore the hand on the table.

The simple and nutritious dinner was ready quickly. After placing two plates with rice and meat on the dining table, Yoshikage Kira turned back to the kitchen and came out with heat-resistant gloves.

After a slight collision sound, the soup pot on the dining table rippled, and a little soup splashed out and landed on the hand next to the dinner plate.

Sorry, my hand is a little heavy, didn't it burn you?

With an apologetic expression for his rough movements due to exhaustion, Yoshikage Kira, who took off the heat-resistant gloves, cupped the white hand in both hands, and put his smiling face against it, sticking out his tongue in the soup. I licked the back of the hand where the juice splashed.

After a moment of restlessness and heat in his body, the excited Yoshikage Kira suddenly frowned, his nose moved, and he sniffed the section of the wrist of that hand in front of his face.

Under the cover of chemicals and perfume, a faint smell of corpse spread from the wrist.

After sighing regretfully, Yoshikage Kira gently put the white hand back in place, opened the seat and sat opposite, picked up the tableware and enjoyed dinner.

He has good living habits, and he didn't speak when eating. Only the music of Morioumachi Radio Station and the witty words of the announcer echoed in the villa.

After eating his share, Yoshikage Kira glanced at the hand on the opposite side of the table, muttered about the disadvantages of picky eaters, helped him eat some of the food on the opposite plate, and then he got up to pack the tableware.

After cleaning the dining table, cleaning the tableware, packing today's garbage and throwing it away, Yoshikage Kira returned to the dining table and sat down, stroking the white palm with his fingertips and pondering.

After a brief silence, Yoshikage Kira seemed to be talking to himself, or speaking to the hand, and whispered there: .You can also see that during this time, my spirit has not been very good.

No, it's not because of work. My work in the company is going well. It's just that outside of work, there are some people who want to destroy my peaceful life. Although I have found the way to eternal peace, there are also obstacles on the way. Need to expend energy to eliminate one by one”

After a pause, Yoshikage Kira's fingertips rested on the ring finger of that palm, and he stroked the expensive diamond ring he gave to this hand as a token of love, and the temperature in his voice slowly disappeared: . I think it's time for us to 'break up', thank you for your company during this time.

Although, I will meet you again and again in the next journey, but I don't have so much energy to explain to you again in the future, so let's say goodbye like this

Show yourself, Killer Queen, my Killer Queen!

An abyss-like pitch-black flame ignited around the man, and a pink-white figure with the muscular outline of a heavyweight boxer slowly emerged behind him.

This is a humanoid stand-in with pointed ears and vertical pupils like a feline animal, a boxing championship belt and fingerless gloves decorated with golden skulls, and a noseless face with a drawn-down mouth and an indifferent expression.

The manifested stand-in stretched out his right hand, and lightly touched the pale hand that Yoshikage Kira was caressing with his index finger.

In an instant, countless cracks spread to the entire human hand, and fiery red flames burst out from the infinitely finer cracks. A silent explosion occurred under Yoshikage Kira's hands, and the pale human hand and the helmet worn on it were separated. The rings are erased from the world together.

Not even a trace of ashes remained.

The first special ability of the stand-in Killer Queen - through contact, the things in Yoshikage Kira's sensory perception are transformed into destructive bombs, which can completely destroy the bomb itself or the bomb's contacts, and can be set as mines Automatic trigger or remote manual detonation.

This ability alone makes Yoshikage Kira the perfect killer lurking in Moriou Town. In the past, he indulged his abnormal desire for beautiful palms and caused many people to lose their lives in this town. .

But the Killer Queen is capable of much more than that.

After breaking up with his special girlfriend, Yoshikage Kira, who did not take back his double, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then he left the restaurant and went to other rooms in the villa.

In one bedroom, Yoshikage Kira knelt on the ground and opened the bottom drawer of the wooden cabinet.

A simple bow and a golden arrow lie quietly in it.

Reaching out to pick up the arrow, Yoshikage Kira focused his eyes on the arrow with the mysterious pattern. After examining it for a long time, he turned his gaze to the pink and white stand-in floating quietly beside him.

The indifferent killer queen has never shown any other expressions, nor has she ever spoken or expressed her own will, but Yoshikage Kira can always feel an indescribable tacit understanding in her—as if it is the deepest part of her heart. The manifestation of the will is the only mutually tolerant object for the self that is incompatible with ordinary people.

Clenching the arrow in his hand, Yoshikage Kira murmured: No one wants to destroy my 'peace'. My queen and I will kill you all, no matter how many times.