Nishijima Edari, who was scared three times in a row, was full of grief and indignation, and even felt that Tsukasa Kurihara was a torturous demon lord. Either it gives people pleasure, but he doesn't, and he enjoys the fear of the West Island a little bit.

Nishijima suddenly rose with a surge of courage, and she looked up at Tsukasa Kurihara with an aura of looking at death as if she were at home: "Lord Demon, you can do whatever you want." ”

With that, Nishijima got up and held the fruit knife she had placed on the dresser in the palm of her hand, and the weapon in her hand made her feel a little more at ease.

Although facing Tsukasa Kurihara, a fruit knife does not have any effect.

Tsukasa Kurihara watched her quietly, his gaze shifting, and finally landing on the knife.

The situation was complicated, and after she made the move to hold a knife, the atmosphere of the scene changed, and the easy-going attitude on Tsukasa Kurihara dissipated, and the faint smile disappeared completely. Nishijima felt as if he had made the wrong choice.

In fact, she had no idea what to do now.

I want to ensure my own safety, but how can I be safe in front of Tsukasa Kurihara. She settled down now and thought for a moment, maybe the person in front of her was not the Demon Lord, or maybe it was just a pervert who was following her·····

The situation is getting more and more complicated, and as long as you are willing to guess, there are countless explanations for the current situation. Nishijima only now discovered that the act of holding a knife could easily upset the shaky balance between the two and irritate the man who was less than two meters away from her.

Nishijima knew how difficult it was to face a murderer up close, and she wanted to put down her knife, but Tsukasa Kurihara's eyes were locked on her and she didn't dare to act rashly.

Sometimes the courage to move forward is very rare.

Tsukasa Kurihara understood Nishijima's thoughts and concerns, as well as her dilemma, and tapped the table with a pencil. In the silence, this slight sound is infinitely amplified.

Nishijima felt his heart turn into the pencil in Tsukasa Kurihara's hand.

The movement of Tsukasa Kurihara's hand suddenly stopped.

Nishijima's breath stagnated.

"You have a better choice." Tsukasa Kurihara said, "In general, since you are already in a weak situation, don't provoke the other person anymore. Bow your head and be low, and being able to survive is the best ending. Life, body, mind, chastity, and property are in order of importance. And your act of holding a knife is undoubtedly a declaration of war on me. ”

Tsukasa Kurihara paused: "It seems that the Demon Lord really can't stand the threat." ”

The moment Nishijima picked up the knife to him, Tsukasa Kurihara felt an urge to kill her in his head, which was strong, but he finally resisted it. At this moment, Tsukasa Kurihara is even more sure that he is a strange story, and his psychological structure is different from that of ordinary humans, and killing people is like throwing garbage away for him.

While Tsukasa Kurihara spoke, Nishijima's body began to tremble uncontrollably, including the hand holding the knife.

The fruit knife fell on the bed.

Nishijima bit his lip and bled out.

She was mentally prepared for the worst.

But the strong sense of oppression on Tsukasa Kurihara suddenly disappeared, and he picked up Nishijima's sketchbook and looked through it in front of her, and Nishijima, who hated others touching her things, didn't dare to say a word.

Tsukasa Kurihara turned to the first page and looked at her: "Are you a screenwriter?" ”

Nishijima didn't know how Tsukasa Kurihara knew, but thinking that he was a demon lord, it wasn't surprising that he knew anything.

Nishijima nodded.

"Screenwriter." Tsukasa Kurihara nodded, "Have you joined the company?" Is the position high? Are there any people you know in the circle? ”

Tsukasa Kurihara's inquiry left Nishijima completely confused, and even the fear in his heart was put aside for the time being. Speaking of her profession, she subconsciously replied tremblingly: "I... I am currently freelancing. ”

"Freelancing? Be specific. ”

“······ Helping companies design flyers. ”

"Hmm." Tsukasa Kurihara nodded his chin for her to continue.

"Write, write some advertorials."

"Hmm."

“··· Novels are also serialized online. ”

"And?"

Nishijima really couldn't think of any other job for himself, and his eyes were full of tears, but there was no way.

"Okay, that's pretty much it." Tsukasa Kurihara stopped asking, and suddenly the topic changed, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

“······”

This makes Nishijima how to answer.

After saying that, Tsukasa Kurihara got up from the stool and walked towards Nishijima, who was so frightened that his pupils dilated and retreated again and again, and finally pressed against the wall. I saw Tsukasa Kurihara walk up to Nishijima and raise his big hand and wave it in her face·······

Nishijima closed his eyes.

Then I felt like I was being slapped twice on the head.

She was stunned and looked at Tsukasa Kurihara through the gap between her fingers.

Tsukasa Kurihara said, "Your luck is the ultimate of both. Although I have encountered strange stories, it is obvious that I am a good strange story that is rare in a thousand years, so you don't have to worry about your life for the time being. Well, I promise you that I will not hurt you as a homeowner during the time I live in your home. ”

The amount of information in Tsukasa Kurihara's words was extremely large, and Nishijima's mind couldn't turn for a while.

First of all, the other party admitted his identity as a strange talker. Secondly, why did he live in his own house? Since you choose not to hurt her, then you can slip away.

Although his heart was full of anger, Nishijima didn't say a word against it. She waited for Tsukasa Kurihara's next sentence.

"According to the rumors of the Demon Lord, I will help you grant a wish. So what do you want? ”

The situation has taken an incomprehensible direction.

The Demon Lord didn't kill her, but said that he would help her fulfill her wish and stay at her house... This is completely different from the strange story that Nishijima imagined.

She was silent for a long time, and Tsukasa Kurihara was not in a hurry, he could afford to wait. And as a weirdo, he doesn't feel tired at all.

In the end, Nishijima finally spoke, and said weakly: "Lord Demon... You, you said you want to help me make my wish come true? ”

"Isn't that why I exist? And since you summoned me, it is for this reason. Tsukasa Kurihara replied.

Nishijima thought about it and felt that what the other party said seemed to make sense, and the book said that the Demon Lord was not a complete strange talk, and there was a difference between it and a scary existence like the Rift Girl. In a way, the Demon Lord is a mascot like Zashiki Boy.

Nishijima's mind came alive again.

She's not afraid of that.

"Can you really make my wish come true?"

"As long as it's the one you had in mind when you called me."

Nishijima looked at Tsukasa Kurihara seriously, she clenched her fists: "I will write a script based on you." ”

"Huh?" Tsukasa Kurihara pretended to be surprised.

"If possible, can I be the winner of the Fuji TV Script Contest in the future?"

Tsukasa Kurihara was right, Nishijima's wish was really related to that competition. It's just that he didn't expect the other party to write a script based on the Demon Lord's urban weird story, but this also makes it easier for him to operate.

Tsukasa Kurihara was secretly happy, but he remained silent on the surface, and said lightly: "You will get what you want - just do what I say." ”

Enough to cover the face of the Demon Lord.