I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Or maybe he will kill her directly, without asking why or how to rescue Chiba Yu.

She thought he would come alone, just like the certainty and confidence he showed by passing by Hirose Sizou a few times.

Hirose Sisi felt that she was really ill—Yoshikage Kira didn't attack, but she felt disappointed? !

It's ridiculous!

She made up her mind, hurriedly glanced at Kira Yoshikage who entered the door behind her, and rushed out.

"Miss Hirose, this is a country that respects ceremonies. You should pour us a few glasses of water now and ask us if we want to have some breakfast. Is there anything you can help me with?"

The dark muzzle pressed against Hirose Sisi's eyebrows, with a bone-chilling coldness.

From start to finish, Hirose's predictions made with her barren, meager knowledge of Yoshikage Kira were all wrong!

——Yoshikage Kira doesn't care which green onion she is, he seems to have another purpose!

——Yoshikage Kira is not alone, there are even friends who can share the plan candidly!

Hirose Sisi raised her eyes to meet those light brown eyes, and saw a faint smile in those eyes.

"I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Azusa Sasaki."

Azusa Sasaki put away the gun, took off the gloves, and then took off the wide-brimmed hat on his head and handed it to the accompanying Kobayashi.

Her movements are very smooth, and she seems to be used to having people following behind to take care of these chores for her.

She smiled and nodded to Hirose Sisi, and continued solemnly: "It's a cafe waiter, and..."

Azusa Sasaki glanced at the back of Yoshikage Kira and smiled: "Friends of Kira-kun, you can call me Sasaki. But on this occasion, I hope you can use honorifics like me."

"Bring her in."

After listening to Kobayashi's explanation, Azusa Sasaki walked into the house: "If you want to run, give her a shot in the leg. I don't think Miss Hirose will want to know how many magazines Kobayashi has, and she doesn't want to be a waste again. "

Azusa Sasaki is very fortunate that she slept at Lilith's house on April [-]st last night. If it wasn't for this, she would not have been able to rush over to meet Kira Yoshikage as soon as possible - it is true that her friends don't seem to plan to share it with her. Today's itinerary——This friend of hers always travels alone. When she hears the word "friend, her eyes will reveal incomprehensible doubts and incomprehensions. But when she learns that she wants to go with her, she will also be considerate." Remind her that the scene may not be beautiful and peaceful.

Azusa Sasaki didn't want to wait for the answer, knowing that the marionette might know something made her unable to wait for the conclusion for granted.

There is sporadic anger in her heart—sporadic, like sparks floating from a torch, once it touches the lush grassland that grows under the protection of "family", "friends" and the boss, it will start a prairie fire.

When wildfires are everywhere, she can't guarantee that she won't take out her anger.

But she remembered that her grandfather would never take his anger, and Andy, who took care of her growing up, would never take his anger. The two old gentlemen always found the right person to vent, turning those people into scarecrows or moving targets.

- She also needs a scarecrow to make sure there are no crows at the boss's grave.

As Azusa Sasaki stepped into the door, the people she brought also crowded into the guest room.

The originally large room suddenly became crowded.

——Sasaki Azusa did not bring many people, except for her and Kobayashi Ting, there were only 6 people.

But for Hirose Sisi, there were enough people.

Hirose Sisi couldn't see what Sasaki Azusa did - but how could she be just a waiter? !

Following Sasaki Azusa were all men with Western faces and strong builds.That wasn't the sturdiness of lifting weights at the gym and frantically supplementing with protein—Hirose saw ugly, twisted scars on one of the men's necks.

The scar looked like it had been there for years, silently indicating what the man had been through.

They didn't look like bodyguards either. They exuded a bandit vibe all over their bodies. When they looked at Hirose Sisi, they seemed to be looking at the insignificant mailbox at the door of the house.

They stood around Hirose Sisi, but they seemed to keep their distance from a gentleman and put their hands on the back waist, or simply slapped the pistol on the coffee table in front of Hirose Sisi—someone went to the wine cabinet to get red wine and looked at it. After looking at the label on the wine bottle, he pouted, and then spontaneously raised the kettle, as if he wanted to boil a pot of water.

Some people rummaged through Hirose Sisi’s few luggage, and then picked up the landline in the room and called the front desk with no expression, and told them to let them go out to buy a good box of tea, and by the way prepare a Japanese-style meal for 3 people. breakfast.

The more arbitrarily others took this place as their own, the more uneasy Hirose Sushi became.

She was pressed on the wooden chair, the lady named Kobayashi Ting was silent, glanced at the pistol on the coffee table and didn't put it away - they were sure that Hirose Sisi couldn't do anything - or... They were sure that Hirose Sisi was not as fast as bullets.

The fact is that it is.

Hirose Sisi looked down at her legs and lowered her eyes to cover the look in her eyes.

- Do you regret it?

No.

She stood up without regrets.

A few small beetles flew out from Hirose Sisi's fingertips, secretly avoiding the gaze of Yoshikage Kira and Azusa Sasaki, calmly and patiently looking for opportunities and gaps.

"Not here?"

Azusa Sasaki walked behind Kira Yoshikage and asked softly.

Kira Yoshikage nodded, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry—there really was nothing to be in a hurry, Hirose Sisi had already stood up, and he thought that the connection between Hirose Sisi and the marionette would also be established.

Then, since Hirose Sisi is here, why should he worry?

——The marionette must have hoped that Hirose Sushi was alive more than anyone else.

Kira Yoshikage glanced at the sofa in the room, made sure it was clean, and then turned around and sat down.

"Miss Hirose, you may not know what we're looking for..."

Yoshikage Kira stopped, and looked up at the people that Azusa Sasaki brought—one of them had a small beetle perched on his finger.