I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

She put the wooden box back in the paper bag in her hand, and looked down at the other thing in the paper bag-"Sister" wanted to take these back... It must be because they didn't do well enough.

Another thing in the paper bag is... a mask.

Arisugawa Chune still remembers that when she first met her "sister", she traveled to Egypt, simply wanting to see the unique customs.Of course... there are also reasons for wanting to escape the surname "Arisugawa".

——There are too many people constantly alert in her ears, asking her to surpass everyone around her.If you can, even go to the top of the industry.

Too noisy.

It's so noisy!

The voices full of anticipation, reproachful for her slack, followed her all the way to Egypt, exhausting her both physically and mentally.

It was raining overnight, and on the third day after arriving in Egypt, her suitcase was stolen.

At that time, Arisugawa Harue was almost desperate, but "elder sister" seemed to fall from the sky, solving her troubles with a kind smile, listening to her talk about the distress in her heart, and telling her that she should "appropriate vent".

"Sister" said that she was "the chosen one" - by that arrow.

She is very fortunate that she was chosen, otherwise, she should die in a foreign country.

"So early?"

Fukada Risa walked into the park wrapped in a thin khaki trench coat, and saw the two of them from a distance.

She had a smile in her eyes, happy because she had just dealt with the dead body of the collie.Now she is pleasing to the eyes of anyone.

Fukada Risha stared at the girl who got up cramped from the swing for a while, then smiled and said, "I don't know your name yet."

"I..."

The girl looked up at Fukada Risha fixedly—it was different from what she imagined.

Fukada Risha is not beautiful, and she is even a little ordinary just by her appearance.

But "ordinary" is just an appearance! ——Aside from the superficial observation, the smile on the corner of her mouth and the abyss in her eyes are all so...

Those things even made her look unique.

The girl settled down and tried to smile: "My name is Ai, Kinoshita Ai."

"Love?"

Fukada Risha smiled very decently and praised without hesitation: "Very cute name."

The girl showed a happy smile.

Fukada Risha no longer looked at her, but turned her head and stretched out her hand towards Arisugawa Harue: "Where's the stuff?"

"here."

"It's well preserved~" Fukada Risha took the bag and glanced inward, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, love."

She looked at Kinoshita Ai again and reiterated with a smile: "You really, have a very cute name~"

The words fell, Kinoshita Ai's expression was dull for a moment.

After realizing it, she raised her hand to touch her neck, and looked down at her palm—it was blood.

"sister......"

Arisugawa Harue's pupils dilated suddenly, watching Ai Kinoshita's head and body separate.The spray of blood smeared her face, and the thick, disgusting smell of blood burrowed into her nostrils.

She turned her head to look at the smiling Fukada Risha.

Chapter 049 Lost Contact (13/113)

"for......"

Subconsciously, Arisukawa Harue wanted to question.

But she held back.

The "sister" who can kill a person like this is not something she is qualified to question.

She lowered her eyes and closed her mouth, no longer speaking or looking at Kinoshita Ai's corpse.

The smell of blood is still spreading in the cold air, and it is carried away by the wind that whistled in vain. It is a pity that in the outer suburbs, in addition to the large fields, there is only this building built more than ten years ago and rarely visited by people. garden.

"Ok?"

Fukada Risha turned her head to look at Harue Arisukawa, and tilted her head slightly.

She took a deep breath - ah, that's the smell!

Fukada Risha's heart was at peace.

She thought that even if someone pointed at her nose and cursed at the moment, she could forgive that person leniently—what she meant was... if there was such a person, she would definitely leave a corpse intact for him, instead of Like Kinoshita love.

The bloody smell of the air was sweet to Fukada Risa, like freshly baked, fluffy bread.

"Why should I kill her?" she asked Arisukawa Harue with a smile.

Arisugawa Harue shook his head, then nodded again—she didn't want to lie, and she didn't dare to lie.

"Because she didn't do it well." Fukada Risa smiled to explain the confusion to Arisu Kawaki: "The case of cutting in half has attracted some strange people. As the murderer, Kinoshita Ai...doesn't do well enough."

"You made the post, right?"