The negotiations with Ayaka Hino did not waste too much time on Aono.

After recognizing Kanda Yukie and seeing her look so dependent on Aono, Hino Ayaka's wariness of Aono dissipated most of it.

- If you are not a particularly trusting and close person, you will not show that expression at all.

Among them, Aono's appearance also played a certain role.

People always subconsciously think that good-looking people are good people - this is a potential influence of genes.

Besides, compared to the indescribable appearance of the stone statue next to him.

Qingye's appearance is a human being, and this is the basis of their trust, it is impossible to hide some kind of more terrifying monster under that good-looking skin, right?

"Good boy, I admire you!"

The swordsman's personality is straightforward and very simple.

Directly at the first moment he saw Aono, he stretched out his thumb to express his appreciation.

Turning his head and holding his broken sword again, "Woo woo, baby, I can only find another sword to carry on your legacy." ”

Looks.

The sword was broken, and the impact on him was not as great as he imagined.

In the swordsman's own words, the sword he broke when he practiced was not one or two—as can be seen from the gesture of drawing the sword without leaving a hand—the lifespan of this long sword was actually less than a year.

To be precise, he is obsessed with the concept of "sword", not a single sword.

- The scumbag speaks with a stone hammer.

Riding in a helicopter, Aono and the others soon came to the beach.

Bring Ryoma Ida and the tourists in the ice cubes and rush to the hospital under the name of the Tokyo Rangers.

- Takashima's ability is easy to use, but the cost is extremely huge, and if you can use it less, you can use it less.

What's more, in the watch world, don't use too much supernatural abilities, it has always been a law that has been widely spread for a long time.

Since it can be treated with modern technology, there is no need to treat it with extraordinary means.

During the helicopter departure, Aono noticed something else.

Many members of the Tokyo Rangers in black trench coats were driving yachts and boats to approach the corpse of the giant starfish.

"What is this?"

Aono asked.

Kanda Yukie was put down from his back, but he didn't want to let go of his hand yet, so he was put on a chair by Aono, keeping his little head resting on his shoulder.

When Hino Ayaka saw this scene, she was inexplicably a little envious.

Her husband, who died during a special operation, has been alone for almost a decade.

It's not that I have any other ideas, but I just think this kind of picture is beautiful.

"Before He is corrected, we are to extract as much value as we can."

Silently retracting her gaze, Hino Ayaka answered Aono's doubts.

"Corrected", the night watchman they also took the same adjective to describe, the effect of the table world automatically excluding foreign bodies.

"Value."

Aono chewed on the word, and immediately thought of the counterintuitive scales of the giant starfish.

Even though the flesh underneath turned grayish-white, the scales didn't change.

- It's like the teeth on people's bodies, which are inherently lifeless.

As for the way to use it, it is also very simple, as long as it is simply processed, it can be used into a very useful armor or weapon.

And look at the movements of those Einsatzgruppen members so skillfully.

Come to think of it, it's not the first time they've done such a thing.

It's a lesson that has been passed down after a long struggle with anomalous monsters.

"We have special treatments that allow some of the materials to be preserved."

Ayaka Hino continued to explain.

His eyes were on his daughter's face again.

Ryoma Ida was also sitting next to him, but he looked extremely embarrassed now.

If he and Rumiko Hino really succeed, this is his mother-in-law! If it's not embarrassing, that's weird!

Come to the Tokyo Rangers' exclusive hospital.

It was created in the guise of a private hospital to deal with such emergencies.

Kanda Yukie and Rumiko Hino are not seriously injured, they are just physically and mentally exhausted, and they can wake up as long as they rest for a while.

And those tourists who fell into the sea and were rescued by Rumiko Hino were not so lucky.

A total of nine people who fell into the water, and with the help of doctors, five were rescued.

Two people died of the lost fog in the sea before they left the sea.

Even Ayumi Takashima couldn't bring the dead back to life—that was the authority of the gods.

Among these two people is one of Yosuke Hirata's classmates.

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This evening.

"Why! Why, why! ”

In his cramped hotel room, Yosuke Hirata no longer had to disguise that gentle gesture in front of others.

- This room was originally for him and another classmate, but the other party never came back.

Yosuke Hirata's eyes were red, and his hands were clutching his face tightly and pulling down hard.

Revealing a patch of bright red and the whites of the eyeballs.

The force was too strong, and there were blood marks on the face, as if he was going to pull the whole face off.

Like madness.

Looks like a madman.

In short, it's not like a normal person should behave.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

His hands were clenched into fists, punching and slamming the small sack in his hand.

"Squeak—"

In the small sack, there was the miserable cry of some kind of small animal—probably a rabbit or something.

With the punch of the punch, again and again.

It's just that the voice is getting softer and weaker.

Until finally there was no more sound.

"It's boring."

Yosuke Hirata sighed faintly and threw it casually, throwing it on the ground like garbage.

A little blood, soaked out of the sack.

Motionless.

This level of violence still can't alleviate Yosuke Hirata's tyrannical mood at this time.

Just because what happened on the coast in the afternoon did not develop as he expected.

Instead, it became peaceful and serene.

It was like a painless wind blowing, and only a few people were affected.

"How so?"

He expected hundreds, if not thousands, of people to be submerged in the sea.

The Fog of Lost will take them to another world.

That kind of panic, helplessness, and the blood in the air, and the corpse lying on the ground is the picture that Yosuke Hirata wants to see the most!

"It's him, it must still be him!"

Yosuke Hirata is acutely aware.

All this disillusionment must be because of that damn, good-looking guy!

The instinct in his heart led to this conclusion.

Only that person can do this.

"If I Catch You"

Yosuke Hirata muttered in a low voice.

A cool breeze blew by.

Suddenly, an uneasy and ominous feeling lingered in his heart very abruptly.

After encountering the black mist and believing in Him, Yosuke Hirata hardly felt this way.

"Knock knock!"

This was accompanied by a sudden knock on the door.

Yosuke Hirata breathed for a moment and slowly opened the door.

The night breeze blows.

A familiar face appeared.

"Hirata-kun, why is your room so noisy?"

This is one of Yosuke's classmates on the platform.

His pimple-covered face, full of sleepiness, rubbed his eyes and asked.

He was woken up in the middle of the night when he heard a strange noise coming from the next room, so he came over to check on the situation.

It's just that his gaze immediately saw that ordinary face.

I saw the blood marks that had been scratched by my fingernails.

"Hirata-kun, your face"

"It's fine, I just got scratched by a cat."

Yosuke Hirata smiled gently and explained flatly.

"There's a cat that just came running in, and I'm chasing it."

The expression was slightly apologetic, as if a mistake had been made by accident.

"Oh, I see."

The sleepy-eyed classmate naturally believed Yosuke Hirata's words, but just as he turned around to leave, he caught a glimpse of a small sack on the floor.

bright red color, already soaking part of the floor.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and he couldn't help but stutter as he spoke.

"Hei, Hirata-kun, what is that, that, that?"

Only then did he vaguely smell the faint smell of blood in the air, and his slightly obese face immediately turned pale, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

I just felt chills all over my body.

"Huh? What are you talking about"

Yosuke Hirata asked strangely.

It was like he hadn't seen anything bloody on the floor at all.

"There, there's nothing."

He said in an affirmative sentence, his tone ethereal.

"No, that"

His classmates wanted to defend themselves at first, but when they looked at Yosuke Hirata's ordinary face, their eyes gradually became dazed.

Finally, he affirmed himself.

"yes, there's nothing there."

Then he turned and walked out the door.

"Yamada-kun."

As he walked out of the room, Yosuke Hirata suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong? Anything else? ”

Yamada-san's strange question, a chill appeared behind him for no reason, as if he was being targeted by a monster in human skin!

Yosuke Hirata's dark eyes seemed to be burning with pitch-black flames.

"No, it's fine."

The flame was extinguished the next moment, and he smiled softly again.

"Good night."

"Well, good night."

It wasn't until Yamada walked out of his room that Yosuke Hirata finally let go of his trembling hands.

He trembled not from fear, but

Excitement and excitement!

Just now, Yosuke Hirata wanted to kill this classmate countless times.

But in the end, he endured.

It's not because he didn't dare to do it - on the contrary, there were actually several people who died at the hands of Yosuke Hirata.

The previous uproar over the Dough Peeler, and a few cases in which the face of the Peeler was not found, was explained as he did not keep those faces for treasure.

But in fact, it was actually their murderer, and someone else!

It's Yosuke Hirata, but the methods he uses are very similar to those of the dough peeler, and the time of occurrence is highly consistent, so no one knows.

As for the Dough Peeler himself, he had already killed himself in a frenzied torture.

Dead people can't speak.

The reason why Yosuke Hirata doesn't do it is purely that it doesn't meet his aesthetic requirements.

And temporary patience will only bring long-term happiness.

If Yosuke Hirata really wants to be classified as a transcendent person, then his transcendent abilities are probably -

- Ordinary.

It's the adjective "ordinary".

From birth to the present, except for his parents who died early, everything about Yosuke Hirata is ordinary.

Ordinary looks, ordinary height.

Ordinary academic performance, ordinary interpersonal relationships.

And even everything

He is like the most normal child, slowly growing up.

It's just that no one will understand, ordinary what he really thinks in his heart.

From an early age, Yosuke Hirata was extremely disgusted with sympathetic eyes, especially after learning of the death of his parents.

That look never made him happy, it only made the thorns in his heart grow everywhere, cutting himself all over his body.

'Why do you have compassion on me?' ’

'Why are you looking at me like that?' ’

The life was too ordinary, so he soon lost interest in many things, like an indifferent and ruthless bystander, indifferent to life.

Yosuke Hirata believes that life is meaningless.

Not just his life, but other lives as well.

until

He met the Black Mist.

The black mist infects his heart, but he doesn't think it's pollution.

In his opinion, it was a cleansing of the soul.

At that time, Yosuke Hirata finally found the meaning of life -

- Distort ordinary existence and destroy normal order.

That's what he's going to do, he thinks!

And Yosuke Hirata's ability helps him do just that.

In many cases, people automatically ignore the slightest degree of unusual behavior and think that there is nothing strange about it.

Especially after the blessing of the black fog, this phenomenon began to become more and more obvious.

For example, the previous school doctor, the classmates who traveled with him, and the passers-by who passed by on the road.

People got used to his ordinary shell and no longer thought he would do something out of the ordinary.

The poisonous wine in the heart, under the action of time, ferments more and more sweet and mellow.

Yosuke Hirata no longer seeks to kill a person or an animal, but wants to see the lives of many people completely destroyed.

That would give him a feeling, "I'm alive."

- Only occasionally, he will take matters into his own hands and use animals to vent the cruelty in his heart.

Wait until a certain day.

Yosuke Hirata couldn't control himself anymore.

Then he will be free from the shackles of "human"!

But now it seems that there is no possibility of waiting for that day.

"Good evening, Hirata-kun."

Aono's voice sounded leisurely from behind him.

It's like greeting an old friend, and the tone is relaxed and happy.

He didn't know when, so he came to this room, just waiting for the classmate to leave.

"Aono-kun."

Yosuke Hirata called out Aono's name and asked with the same confusion as before.

is naïve and ignorant, making people subconsciously think that he really doesn't know anything.

"Why are you here?"

"No, no, no, no, no? You don't really think your disguise will work for me, do you? ”

Aono's gaze fell coldly on Yosuke Hirata's face.

It's not like looking at a living person, it's like looking at a dead thing.

"Alright, the greeting is over."

"It's time to send you on your way!"

The gray stick in Aono's hand fell on the head of Yosuke Hirata!