I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Kira Yoshikage was sitting in the classroom, with a slight dark circle under his eyes, and looked at the professor who was teaching on the podium with a sullen face.

As soon as the bell rang, he sorted out his textbooks and walked out of the classroom.

Sitting in the front row, Lilith on April [-] turned her head and looked at Kira Yoshikage's back with doubts in her eyes: "Eh? Why are you angry in the morning?"

......

Last night, Yoshikage Kira didn't look for traces of cameras or bugs at home again. He absolutely believed in his meticulousness - if he didn't find it once, he didn't.

But prying eyes follow him—he chooses to stay awake.

On the way to the cafe with a sullen face, Kira Yoshikage unconsciously raised his hand and bit his nails.

He hadn't slept all night, and there was an inexplicable irritability in his heart.

If I had to describe it, it would be...

"boom!----"

50 centimeters in front of Yoshikage Kira, a window with glass and frame smashed in front of him.

The flying glass fragments scratched the passing children, and there was a heart-wrenching cry in their ears.

"Crack!"

Broken nails.

what...

What's there to cry about?Isn't it just fine... alive?

Kira Yoshikage raised his head expressionlessly and looked at the roof of the residential building.

"Are you okay?! Ah! Please wait a moment! It's really bad... I'm sorry!" At the window on the 5th floor, a housewife looked at Ji Liang Yoshikage with a pale face: "I don't know why the window... Please wait!"

Saying that, she left the window—presumably going downstairs.

Because of this near-miss accident, the surrounding pedestrians stopped one after another.

"Young man, are you... alright?" A middle-aged man looked at Ji Liang Yoshikage with concern.

Seeing that Yoshikage Kira didn't respond, she showed a bad look—— 'You must be scared, right? '

He tried to raise his hand to touch Kira Yoshikage, but stopped halfway.

——Yoshikage Kira looked at him.

At this moment, the middle-aged man could not describe the boy in front of him...or the emotions in the eyes of the young man.Intuition tells him - 'Stay away from him. '

The middle-aged man sneered, hurriedly said "it's fine" and left.

After taking two steps out, he still did not forget to look back at Kira Yoshikage - a very ordinary expression, which seemed to be an illusion just now.

Ji Liang Yoshikage did not wait for the housewife to come down, he stared at the broken glass on the ground and squinted slightly.

- The glass reflects a dazzling white light in the sunlight.

Taking a deep breath, Kira Yoshikage bypassed the broken window, as well as the passers-by who were pointing and sighing around, and continued to walk forward.

--dislike; despise!

Everything in sight!Not pleasing to the eye!

'Looking for something...'

'Find something to ease'

Kira Yoshikage bit her nails, and there was a slight pain between her fingers.

'Looking for something...'

He looked at the pedestrians around him and the objects in his path, and the folds between his brows deepened.

"Kirana-kun?"

A white hand suddenly stretched out in front of Ji Liang Yoshikage and shook it.

Almost subconsciously, Kira Yoshikage grabbed the wrist of that hand and turned to look at the person.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was startled, and there was an almost terrified emotion in his eyes: "Kirara-kun?"

While speaking, she struggled a bit and tried to pull out her hand.

'Ah, this is good...'

Kira Yoshikage stared at Kasumigaoka Shiyu's hand and looked at it carefully.

After a while, he took a deep breath and let go of his hand, suppressing the irritability in his heart and smiling: "It's the Hill of Xia. I'm sorry, I was distracted just now."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and took a small step back and shook his head: "It's okay."

One thing must be mentioned.

Kira Yoshikage saw a strand of flying white-blond hair in the alley across the street.

- People in this country don't have that kind of native hair color.

And dyed...