"Aono-kun?"

Hitomi Amamiya looked at Aono in shock.

From the moment he walked to the mobile phone just now, he was a little unable to understand the behavior of this junior.

Frankly speaking, after discovering that Shota Yamada was controlled by the murderer, Hitomi Amamiya prepared for the worst.

Because this situation is far beyond their control.

It's not at all a category that ordinary people can solve!

Amamiya Hitomi's original idea was just to call the police quickly, and the rest of the intelligence was left to the fate of heaven.

But Aono's actions made the murderer change his mind.

And even come up with such a ridiculous deal?

But what's even more ridiculous is ......

- Aono-kun still agreed?

And looking at his behavior at this time, it seems that he really wants to go to see him alone as the murderer said?

Hitomi Amamiya looked at Aono in disbelief.

Admiration gradually appeared in his eyes.

It turns out that you are such a brave person?

Ordinary people would not make such a choice at all.

But Amamiya Hitomi was more worried in his heart.

Mere bravery will not solve any problems.

Maybe someone won't be saved after a while, and they will take their own lives!

Is this not a clear gift to people's heads?

"Senpai."

Aono turned his head, his eyes serious and determined.

It doesn't seem like a sudden decision, but it has a plan in mind.

"Trust me."

A short and simple sentence, even the tone is ordinary.

Charisma and chatting skills, which translate into transcendent skills, have the effect of persuading others.

Even if it is very unfounded and there is no reason, Hitomi Amamiya is still subconsciously willing to believe Aono.

Believe he has what it takes to turn things around.

So, Hitomi Amamiya watched in silence as the good-looking boy turned around and walked towards the darkness......

"Where are you now, Mr. Peeler?"

Aono held his mobile phone and walked in the dark.

The faint light of the phone shone on his face.

It's incredibly handsome.

The murderer on the other side of the screen seemed to be in a trance, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

But at the same time, he was a little confused.

This good-looking big boy doesn't seem to be afraid?

He also refers to himself as a "dough peeler".

Hehe......

I get it!

You're just pretending to be calm, you don't want me to see your inner weakness, right?

Ridiculous and ridiculous!

"It's a good name, I like it."

So said the murderer.

"Come to your back kitchen, I'll be waiting for you here."

"Okay."

Aono nodded lightly and continued to walk into the darkness.

A moment later, Aono came to the door of the back kitchen of [Fantasy].

Along the way, the scarlet blood trail stretched.

Come to think of it, Shota Yamada probably suffered a lot of injuries.

The rich smell of blood on the tip of his nose made Aono find a familiar feeling.

When he first came to this world, he smelled such a smell!

"Mr. Peeler, may I ask Yamada-kun if he is dead?"

But when he walked to the door, Aono paused.

The tone is unusually polite.

And as usual.

It's like asking, "Have you eaten?" "Like.

From just now, I couldn't hear any reaction from Shota Yamada, so Aono asked.

"Don't worry, he just fainted."

The fiery heat in the hearts of the face-peeling people is undoubtedly evident in the words.

"I'm not interested in him anymore after meeting you."

This is like an awkward love sentence on another occasion.

It's just that at this time, it's extremely infiltrating.

Aono's reaction along the way was extremely calm, but the calmer he was, the more the face-peeler believed that he was pretending to be this appearance.

He has seen countless glamorous and beautiful men, usually calm and atmospheric.

But in front of his scalpel, he was like a chicken.

I just want to see their expressions!

In the face of death, hysterical fear.

No matter how good-looking a person is, at that time, he will become ugly like never before.

Later.

What kind of expression will you show?

Just thinking about it, the dough peeler was so excited that he went crazy!

"Come on in!"

Aono pushed the door open.

In the dark room, only the screen of the mobile phone shimmered.

Illuminates the surroundings.

A figure stood there.

On the ground, it was Shota Yamada who was motionless.

The smell of blood was strong, and the dark liquid gathered into small pools of blood.

I'm afraid that if it drags on for a while, even if the skinner doesn't continue to attack, he will die from excessive blood loss.

"Want to save him? Just trade it for yourself! ”

The voice of the dough peeler is even worse than the sound of the mobile phone.

"But before that, please appreciate my treasures."

The excitement of the dough peeler could not be overstated.

It's like I've finally found a great audience.

The phone's lighting function suddenly turned on.

A blinding light lit up.

Illuminates the thing hanging on the wall on the other side.

It was an open black coat.

And on the inside of the coat, there are many miserable white skins!

One after another.

I can't count how many there are.

Most of the skin is very intact.

It's almost the whole face of the people.

The eye sockets and mouth are hollow.

The complexion is pale and has undergone some kind of treatment.

There are only a few two or three of them, still with bright red bloodstains, and they don't look like they have been peeled off for a long time.

I think it's the victims in Kabukicho.

Aono's gaze fell on them.

"How? Isn't it a beautiful treasure! ”

The Peeler asked.

"Oh they..... They're so beautiful, it's a bit nasty, but just seeing them makes me ..... bo~ki."

His tone gradually became perverted.

Oh no, he's a pervert.

It's just that now more of his nature is exposed to Aono.

"It's ugly."

The dough peeler wanted to continue to express his feelings, but heard Aono spit out a sentence lightly.

“...... You. ”

He choked suddenly.

"It's really ugly."

Aono repeated again.

He was serious.

The face of a person who has been peeled off is, of course, different from the state of the face when it is on people's faces.

Even if it is treated, after natural air drying, it loses the support of facial bones and muscles.

Of course it's not pretty.

The Skinner looked at Aono in the dark.

For the first time, I was amazed.

Would a normal person have this reaction when he sees his collection?

Shouldn't you be too scared to speak?

At least look away, don't dare to look directly, right?

Are you really not scared at all?

The Peeler didn't believe it.

At the same time, anger burned in my heart - why? Why do you say my treasure is ugly?

The light suddenly went out, and the kitchen room was once again dark with only fingers missing.

"You're going to be one of them, too!"

In the darkness, there was a cold light.

The blade of the knife pierced Aono in the abdomen.

Accompanied by the frantic voice of the Skinner.

"And I promise, you're definitely the best-looking one in there!"

"Whew!"

Pain came, warm blood flowed out.

But there was no reaction, no exclamation, no heavy breathing, it was like piercing a piece of wood without feeling.

In the darkness, Aono's smile faded, as if he had taken off his mask.

"Got you!"