I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Ji Liang Yoshikage got up on time, still completed the washing after waking up step by step, and watered the flowerbeds in the back garden in the thin mist in the morning.

Back in the room, he moved the cat grass that "meows" like a real cat to the windowsill, and then he sat down at the desk.

On the desk is a piece of paper the size of a fingernail.

——He found it under the door of Lisa Fukada's low cabinet.

He could have put it back, and he could be considered calm.

But there's no need for it - ashamed to say, Kira Yoshikage didn't expect this, and couldn't predict where the piece of paper attached to the door of the low cabinet was.In this way, "recovery" has become useless.

What is known now-

Fukada Risha must have wanted to do something to him to give this kind of temptation that would make ordinary people hiss and scream.

Being stared at by 5 or 6 pairs of eyes is not a good life experience.

But for Kira Yoshikage, this is a good thing.

Eyes that were no longer alive were telling him that his neighbor wanted to do something that bothered him - and that it was him.

Ji Liang Yoshikage looked down at the small piece of paper on the table, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fukada Risha's "probing" seemed too meaningless to him-if it was him... After locking the target, there is no need for probing at all, as long as a sufficiently secret external environment is enough.

so......

What is she hesitating about?

No, maybe... she was convincing herself?

Kira Yoshikage narrowed his eyes and smiled without warning.

But in the next second, he restrained his smile.

Throwing the paper into the trash can, it's time for Yoshikage Kira to get down to business - breakfast hasn't been made yet.

......

Kira Yoshikage originally thought that he would not see Fukada Risha again in a short time. After all, her "probing" had an inexplicable sense of self-persuasion. He thought that she should take some time to sort out her mood and then... think about it again. How to start with yourself.

It should be so.

But he soon met Fukada Risha.

Fukada Risa looked like a "normal person" today, wearing a black wool coat with a normal white turtleneck underneath - as if she could finally feel the cold weather.

"Jiying!"

Fukada Risa stopped him, with a relieved smile on the corners of her eyes and brows—in fact, this kind of "relaxation" is not easy to detect, it's just that Yoshikage Kira is more sensitive to people like her.

Ji Liang Yoshikage looked down at the time and greeted her with a smile.

"Jiying is going out too?"

After Fukada Lisa asked with a smile, she shook the car keys in her hand: "If you're going to the city...I can take you for a ride~"

Skillful.

Yoshikage Kira really wants to go to the city.

He smiled and shook his head in refusal, with the reflection of Fukata Risa in his deep eyes: "If I don't hurry, I won't bother Miss Fukata."

Whenever this happens, Fukada Risha always has a feeling that the whole world is against her.

She looked at herself in Kira Yoshikage's eyes, wishing that time would stop here - that way, those eyes would look at her forever.

In fact, Fukada Risha didn't like being watched.

But at this time, she began to enjoy the feeling of being watched - she thought, Ji Liang Yoshikage's eyes must also be perfect "round".

"...what."

A short cry interrupted Fukada Risa's gaze.

She and Kira Yoshikage looked in the direction from which the cry came, and then raised her eyebrows slightly.

——The one who screamed was a black-haired youth.

Fukada Risha remembered this person.

It was this person who made Aoba Hitomi survive by luck—so what?

Aoba Hitomi will definitely die.

Since it's not yesterday, then...it's today.

"Mr. Shancheng." Kira Yoshikage nodded towards the black-haired youth.

I've run into this guy a lot lately - but understandably so.Since he is also a resident of this area, Yoshikage Kira thinks that maybe he has met Makoto Ken countless times in the past, but he just didn't pay attention.

And when he knew Shan Chengxian's name taboo, he remembered this face again.Then, "passers-by" will be more than passers-by.

There was a fleeting fear in Shan Chengxian's eyes.

——That was not against Yoshikage Kira, but... Fukada Risha.

"Mr. Kira."