I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

The boy had dyed his hair, a light blond that was flamboyant and too bright for the winter.

Noticing Kira Yoshikage's gaze, Asakura Teru scratched his hair very calmly and looked away.

Just look at the beautiful sister~

Asakura Teru grinned at Lilith on April [-]: "Hello, beautiful sister~ I'll meet again~"

"Oh, I can really talk~ You are fine~"

The phrase "beautiful sister" is very useful to Lilith on April [-]st - although this child seems to have some strange hobbies, but... um, just have a sweet mouth~

"but..."

Asakura Teru changed the subject and turned to look at Kira Yoshikage with a strange expression: "Brother Kira, what do you want these things for? Could it be..."—in fact, he was a fellow!

The emotion in the young man's eyes was undisguised, and Yoshikage Kira just glanced at Asakura Teru and read out the meaning.

He automatically ignored Teru Asakura's question, sorted out the photos and documents, and handed them to Azusa Sasaki, who was silent, but looked at them with a smile: "Look Sasaki, is there anyone here who is familiar. My It means... a sense of temperament, atmosphere, that sort of thing."

After all, Azusa Sasaki didn't see the other party's face.

Ji Liang Yoshikage does not have much expectations for this method. Ordinary people are still changeable, not to mention the artists who rely on various "settings" to survive?

Azusa Sasaki raised his hand to take the document and thanked him with a smile.

She can probably understand that she may have encountered something bad that she can't understand at this stage, and she will cooperate with Yoshikage Kira and Lilith on April [-]st, because... this is hard-won concern.

The cafe was quiet again, and no one disturbed Azusa Sasaki's affairs.

Only Asakura Teru stared at Azusa Sasaki holding a glass of warm water—he noticed something on Azusa Sasaki's right index finger, but his expression didn't change much.

God knows that Asakura Teru is beating his chest in his heart at the moment, and he can't wait to run back to the world in the mirror to see if Aiharamatsu is dead.

but now--

'Life is like a play, hold on! '

Asakura Teru thought so, and secretly glanced at Kira Yoshikage.

Kira Yoshikage seemed to sense something, and glanced up at him.

——Yoshikage Kira remembered the person in the mirror world who wrapped himself tightly, with fluffy and slightly curly black hair.It's like... Teru Asakura's previous hairstyle.

But if it was Teru Asakura, would it be necessary for him to do such a thing?

It's complicated.

Because I did it, it became even more magnanimous - as if I didn't know what was going on, so I just changed my hairstyle according to my mood.

It seems logical to not do it - to adapt to changes.

Then the premise is...

Judging by Teru Asakura's performance, does he really think about so many people?

Or... is he thinking too much?In fact, the truth is more simple?

Kira Yoshikage stared at the texture on the table, squinting slightly.

Sure enough, it is not easy to conduct an investigation without seeing the face.

Azusa Sasaki looked at the information for a long time, but in the end, he could only lock the range to 7 of them through his hair color and vague so-called "feelings".

——Fortunately, the tall lady in Azusa's mouth has burgundy medium-length hair, which is also a good sign.

The next stage is to be handed over to Teru Asakura - the young man swore that he could find out the recent activities of the seven artists within a day, and find a way to let Azusa Sasaki meet them.

I have to say that Asakura Teru's identity as "little master" is quite useful.

So...

'I shouldn't have anything to do next, right? '

Kira Yoshikage thought so, and found the key to unlock the door.

I'm ashamed to say, because there are too many scattered things around recently, Kira Yoshikage has not been able to spare time to clean his apartment in Sendai City.

Maybe this apartment can be returned.

No, keep it.

Kira Yoshikage quickly denied his fleeting thought—this is something that exists for emergencies, and it’s a good thing that it doesn’t come in handy.And... when it comes in handy, it's time to take care of Kira Yoshikage.

After all, he hates sleeping out.

There was a subtle smell in the dusty apartment - the result of days of dust floating in the air.

Kira Yoshikage rolled up his sleeves and opened the window, then turned to look around the apartment.

Where to start?

"Ok?"

The stain on the wall successfully caught Yoshikage Kira's attention.

It was running down the edge of the ceiling, dark brown, with a slight odor in the rainy, humid room—if I had to describe it... like some kind of rotten and stinky fish.

Should be the problem upstairs.