The faded person who shuttles between the everyday and the extraordinary

This made him shake his head depressedly: "...What are you kid thinking about? That's not what I want to say."

"then you....."

"If you insist on forcing it, I can only accept it."

"No, this..."

"After all, don't many countries stipulate that women cannot go against their will? Since you insist on it, I can only accept it. Well, there is really no other way!"

"....Ugh?"

The girl who was interrupted before she finished speaking was stunned, tilting her head blankly like a bird. She always felt that he was talking nonsense, but his eyes were incredibly pure, and his eyes were too straightforward, which made her feel confused for a moment. She was at a loss for words, and she had an inexplicable feeling that he thought so from the bottom of his heart, not like someone with other motives at all - if the content hadn't been so unbelievable, she might have actually believed it.

The girl tilted her head in confusion, as cute as usual, and asked An Yan to open her hands with a smile: "Come here~ You're welcome, let me warm you!"

"...No, Mr. An Yan...you lost a lot of blood and your body temperature should be colder than mine..."

"It's okay, my soul is hot."

"I probably can't feel that..."

"Be careful."

"Mr. An Yan...that's enough, right?" Faced with his serious nonsense, there were too many facts to show that he was serious, but it made Rachel realize that he was really just joking, and finally He showed an unbearable expression: "You are really energetic, you are obviously injured so seriously, and what if I really hug you? How do you want to end it?"

"....When I leave here, I will take responsibility and marry you?"

"Do you know my age?"

"Wouldn't it be better to be smaller? If it doesn't work, let's immigrate to Russia."

"Russian guardians agree that girls must be 14 years old."

“How about going to Iran?”

"...Are you serious?" Rachel was probably tired of this conversation, and her reply seemed a little listless, which made him finally give up teasing Loli and regain his energy: "Okay, okay~ If you keep talking, you should Think I’m a strange person.”

"....Are you serious?" Hearing his words, Rachel sighed deeply.

"Huh? Why do you repeat it again? No, wait! You don't..."

He noticed something was wrong, and just when he wanted to ask clearly, Rachel silently looked away, turned around and walked in front without saying anything, leaving him to only shake his head and sigh... But his mood was not much better. few.

"Sure enough, teasing cute children is a very good mental recuperation. Even the wounds don't hurt anymore!" He simply stopped explaining, straightened his back with a smile like a spring breeze, and was about to follow. ,only.....

"Ah, it hurts so much...my waist hurts so much~~! Sure enough, it still hurts!" As soon as he straightened his back, pain came from the wound, reminding him of the reality that he still existed, so he had to hold on to his waist. He cast a pleading look at the blond girl who turned around not far away.

"What on earth am I going to say to you..." The fatigue that surged in her heart made Rachel sigh again. She basically guessed that An Yan actually had no ill intentions and was just distracting herself. The wound no longer hurts so much.

That's the method... If possible, she really wanted to ask him not to do this, otherwise he would really be regarded as a weirdo, even though he himself didn't seem to care about this?

This made her go over and temporarily help An Yan up and look up at him, half helpless and half admiring: "Mr. An Yan, your performance just now is still very powerful. If you can be more serious and sunny, you will be very popular." .”

"Aren't I always sunny and cheerful?"

"If you can... I hope you can control it a little, otherwise you will probably still be regarded as a weirdo."

"Yes Yes....."

"Are you really listening?"

"Of course, don't worry, what I'm best at is understanding and empathy."

"Isn't that right?"

"Believe me~"

"It would be great if I believed today..."

.........

Rachel helped An Yan, talking to him as he quickly walked through the narrow road and crossed the aisle made of old red bricks.

After passing through the red brick corridor and passing through a narrow corridor again, Anyan couldn't help but wonder if she was actually in the building.

Because after entering the entrance that said [Second Cemetery], what appeared in front of him was more than 20 tombstones standing in this open area.

The masonry in front of the tombstone has also turned into moist soil, and it looks like someone is really inside. There are also potted plants full of blooming flowers placed beside it.

"...Who on earth would be so boring and make so many tombstones in a place like this?" He stopped in front of the stone tablet next to the tomb, and was about to take a look at what was written on it this time, but Rachel suddenly stopped and pulled. He pulled his sleeves, stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance, and said tremblingly: "T-that... it has my name written on it..."

He looked subconsciously and saw that the largest and most gorgeous tombstone at the end of the tombs was engraved with [Rachel Gardner].

"...It's really a bad idea, but why isn't there mine?" He unconsciously searched around, but he only saw half-finished tombs, and he didn't know who they were for.

But he only took a second look, and then he and Rachel searched the tomb separately for a while, and found a red button in the corner.

Anyway, staying here wouldn't bring any good results, so he pressed the button directly under Rachel's surprised gaze.

"~~!" Rachel trembled, clasping her hands in front of her chest in fear, and prayed nervously with her eyes wide open.

However, no matter how much time passed, nothing happened. In front of this quiet tomb, there seemed to be an electronic sound coming from a small opening leading to the depths.

"I want to go inside and have a look." He glanced at the crack leading to the depths, then looked at the girl next to him: "Do you want to come with us?"

"Together!" With a panicked expression, Rachel nodded vigorously without thinking, fearing that a person would be left alone in this tomb, so she followed him into the crack in the wall that could only accommodate one person.

After passing through the dark cracks and passing through another corridor, they finally arrived at a room that was probably a workshop.

There are shovels and pickaxes around, and on the table that is probably a workbench, there is a letter and a flower placed under the steel ruler.

He subconsciously picked up the letter and took a look at it, only to find that the content written on it seemed to be...a love letter?

There are people writing love letters in the strange studio next to the gloomy tomb? ?The strange operation made An Yan confused.

"Is this written for me?" Rachel looked over, glanced at it and showed a confused expression, and subconsciously read it out: "...Rigel, I have cared about you since a long time ago, I want to see you, but that guy will get in the way; I fell in love with you at first sight, so I prepared a special gift for you, that eternal resting place that belongs only to you...?"

"Don't worry, he's just a pervert." Without waiting for the girl with a frightened expression to say anything after reading this strange love letter, he tore the love letter into pieces and threw them on the ground, and reached out to press the girl's head. On his head, he stared into her eyes with a confident smile: "It's okay, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

"Thank you...Mr. Anyan!" Rachel was stunned for a moment and then nodded deeply with emotion. She couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth, showing a sweet smile that made people look at her.

It was this smile that convinced him that this child was indeed cute... That was why he attracted so many strange people. This was something he didn't quite understand. Maybe it was because there was no serious person here except him. Relationship?

He patted Rachel on the head with doubts, and then looked inside the studio. It should be that after the outside switch was pressed, the door lock position showed the green light.

When I opened the door, I saw an orange chandelier above, surrounded by bookshelves, with a large number of file-like folders placed on the bookshelves.

On the table in the center, there is an open folder. The first page is an introduction page like a resume. The name is written in large letters on the left, and a photo of a strange man is on the right.

Scroll down and you'll find an introduction with similar specifications, but in addition to the name and other basic information, there's also special handwriting on it, recording things that people can't ignore.

[Death place B3, cause of death; death from excessive blood loss due to gunshot wound. 】

[Place of death B6, cause of death; died after being torn into pieces. 】

[Death place B5, cause of death; hanged after being injected with drugs. 】

[Death place B4, cause of death; beaten to death. 】

.......

In the thick folder, the method of death was recorded at the end of each person's name. The specific content was not described, but it also convinced An Yan that there should be at least one perverted murderer on each floor.

"What kind of pervert building is this? Is it possible that there is at least one pervert with different personalities hidden on each floor? Why does it feel like returning to the village? Although there are not even lunatics in the village now..."

With such emotion, he continued to turn the page, but unexpectedly saw Rachel's photo and resume, and then stopped unconsciously.

Chapter 6 The gravekeeper who believes in inhumanity·Am I the only normal person in this whole building? 3K

[Rachel Gardner, 13 years old, born on June 6.

She has witnessed her parents' quarrels and fights all year round, and suffered cold violence from her father and beatings from her mother, resulting in a lack of emotion and a cold personality. For this reason, her parents considered her "abnormal" and blamed each other.

At home, she witnessed her father killing her mother with a knife, and then used the pistol her mother had prepared to kill her father in self-defense, killing her father who wanted to kill her and silence her.

He then used needle and thread to sew the bodies of his parents and puppy into the family he imagined in his mind.

A week later, a neighbor found out and called the police. He was protected by the police and sent to a protective facility. He met Daniel, a psychiatrist, in the psychological examination room.

At Daniel's request, he was taken to B1 and became the B1 floor leader. He wandered around B1 and designed some traps at will. No one has been able to escape alive so far.

After reading the Bible, he realized his sins and wanted to die. He was no longer an angel of God and became a sacrifice. His memory was temporarily erased through drugs and he was sent to B7. 】

.....................

".....seriously?"

Good guy, what a fucking good guy, am I the only normal person co-authoring this building?Do you really want me to experience what it's like to go back to the village?The most important thing is... She was such a cute loli, but she turned out to be a yandere? ——He stared blankly at the documents in his hand, but his eyes unconsciously moved to the blond girl looking at the bookshelf beside him.

No matter how he looked at it, it was difficult for him to regard the frail, yet quite cute young girl in front of him as the same person as the lunatic female who had a complete mental breakdown after a self-defense counterattack and became a psychotic patient in the document.

"What's wrong? You keep looking at me like this? Is there any information about me?" Rachel reached out curiously, wanting to grab the document in his hand.

"No...not."

"Isn't it?"

"We're not dead yet, so there's nothing for us."

He picked up the folder, and from an angle that Rachel couldn't see, he grabbed her and the page below him, pulled it out, rolled it up a little and put it in his cuff, and then gave the folder to her very naturally.

Rachel looked through it curiously, but she really couldn't find her page. She couldn't help but look at him in confusion: "If it wasn't me...why are you staring at me?"

"Well..." He thought for a moment, then squatted down to change the subject, and said seriously: "Because you are too cute, right? Are you stunned unconsciously?"

"...Huh?" Ruijie instinctively stepped back and stayed away from An Yan.

This unexpected reaction made him freeze up, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a stiff smile: "Wait a minute, are you serious about taking half a step back?"

"this....."

"Why back off?"

"why?"

"After all, we are companions who live and die together, right?"

"....But the look in your eyes just now was very strange." With an uneasy look on her face, Rachel silently turned away from his gaze.

"I'm a good person! I never do anything criminal!"

"....Why do you want to change your story?"

"Anyway, let's look for something valuable."

When Rachel cast suspicious eyes on him, he simply turned his head to avoid her gaze and started searching in the archives, completely ignoring her question.

This made Rachel stare at him with dissatisfaction for a while, but she had no choice but to follow him and start looking for valuable things again.

Unfortunately, they only found a flashlight on the cabinet and gained nothing more after that.

The door leading to another place in the archives room had a red light indicating "locked" on the door lock. He could not open it no matter what, so he had no choice but to take Rachel and exit the archives room again.

And just when they were about to look around for a new button and open the door to the archive room, they heard the laughter of a young man not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the lights in the tomb were all extinguished.

"Now~ Rachel, let me fulfill your wish~ But I also have a wish. If possible, I hope you can rely on me, because it is beautiful to be in love~ I know you very well, you want to die Right? So—say YES to me, right?"

"Want to die? Me? Why should I..."

The voice of the young man talking to himself kept getting closer. Ruijie, who was holding a flashlight and shining around, froze in confusion. When he was about to ask something in fear, An Yan interrupted: "Ignore this pervert, this There are some psychos in the building, just ignore them."

"It's so rude. We should obviously be in love, and I'm talking to Rachel. Can you please shut up?"

"...You are all really obsessed with Rachel." An Yan shook his head speechlessly, but when the boy was about to get angry, he changed the subject: "But this has nothing to do with me, you want me to shut up. Of course it’s possible.”

"Oh? Is it really possible?"

His straightforward reply stunned the young man who had already raised the shovel in his hand in the dark and wanted to send him to the west.

"——Mr. An Yan?!" Ruijie's face was full of disbelief, and she subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes. However, An Yan ignored the exclamation of the girl next to him, smiled, dropped the crowbar and pinched it gently. Rachel's little hands.

This made Rachel stunned for a moment, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she clenched the flashlight tightly in frustration. It happened to be that the corner of the light was aimed at the gray-white tombstone in the distance, giving the dark tomb a little more light.

The light brought by the weak diffuse reflection is still the same as being invisible to normal people.

Therefore, An Yan spread his hands at this moment, expressing that he did not intend to fight with him, and continued: "Of course, I will hinder you here, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then don't bother you to deal with me. Just tell me how to get out of here, so that I won't hinder you. Even if you die, you can recover it later, right? In exchange..."

"what?"

"You should be in charge of digging the grave, right? If possible, I hope you can make my grave better."