After drilling through the dog hole, or secret door, several people entered a small room.

Small, but very clean little room.

There was no dust and garbage on the ground at all.

It made the few people who had to climb in feel a lot better.

Then they stood up and clapped their hands.

He turned his head and looked around.

The next moment, the four people with silver bullets made a retching sound.

Even Tetsuya Aoyagi, who is an adult, is the same.

I couldn't help but retch.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone hadn't eaten much today, maybe they would have really vomited.

"Sure enough, that guy is a pervert." Hideki forcibly controlled his posture of wanting to retch, clenched his fists, and spoke with a gloomy face.

The room, which looked like it was originally a utility room, was cleaned up, with no windows and only a hidden vent.

In the corner of the side is a large sealed vat.

Bookshelves-like lattice shelves are installed on three walls.

Every compartment is full of things at the moment.

If you look closely, you can see an arm floating in a glass jar containing an unknown liquid, or a foot, or a head with both eyes gouged out.

Hair clings to glass like seaweed.

And the gouged out eyes.

Pairs of wide-eyed eyes were soaked in glass jars.

Green eyes like leaves in the sun, blue eyes like calm seas, warm light brown eyes like honey......

They should be extremely beautiful and smart, but now they have become terrifying viewing props.

Tetsuya Aoyagi didn't say a word, he had already raised his camera and began to take pictures to preserve the evidence.

"What's in this jar?" Hideki took out a glove from his pants pocket and put it on, then reached out and tried to open the jar.

Kikukawa Seiichiro and others also took out gloves from their bodies and put them on to help.

They are cultivating the days of wearing gloves with them, after all, in the eucalyptus scene, they can't touch things with their unloved hands.

Miyamoto Ito was standing in front of a row of glass jars, meeting the eyes inside.

"I see...... Does he want to gouge out my eyes too? He said thoughtfully.

It seems that it's not just his eyes, but the other party seems to want to tear him down all over his body.

Ato recalled the other's burning gaze, and found an existence with a similar line of sight to the other party in his memory.

When Mr. Ogre, who had been divided into two thousand pieces by him, his eyes were also burning when he saw him, and he looked him up and down very carefully.

Detectives can't kill.

But both Uncle Salvino and Papa taught him not to let go of anyone who wanted to do something to him.

You have to give back what the other person wants to do to him, the same.

This is called the elimination of future troubles.

But if the other party is locked up, there shouldn't be a chance to appear in front of him again.

The police will catch the bad guys where the bad guys belong.

I'm a bad guy myself, so I can't get caught by the police.

"Are you scared? Miyamoto. Kikukawa Seiichiro came to him and asked.

He looked much more scared than Aitto.

It's not so much that Ito Miyamoto is afraid, but that ......

He wanted to find someone who was as scared as he was.

Aito looked at the other party who looked scared, and then looked at the disgusted head of the contents of the jar, and then closed the lid again, and began to look for things everywhere with great interest.

"I'm not afraid, are you afraid of Kikukawa? Don't be afraid, he's weak. The white-haired and blue-eyed boy looked at Kikukawa Seiichiro and said.

It's about the same as that Mr. Curator.

The tranquilizer gun can kill the other party.

“…… Very weak? Kikukawa Seiichiro looked at the limbs, skulls, and eyes on the shelves around him.

Thinking about the contents of the vat he had just seen, his face turned pale.

The bucket was full of hair, some internal organs, and blood, and when they opened it, they saw white maggots wriggling inside.

Thinking of this, Kikukawa Seiichiro's hair stood on end, and he wanted to vomit again.

"Are you okay?" Aitto reached out and touched the other's forehead.

It was cold, and it was still sweating.

Are you so scared?

"He's very weak, and the tranquilizer gun in your hand can kill him three times." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy pulled out his tranquilizer gun and motioned to him.

"Two stitches can kill a person, there are six stitches in total, and his life and death are up to you."

"Why be afraid of someone who can be taken away from life by you at will?"

"So there's no need to be afraid." Ato said to Kikukawa Seiichiro in a serious tone.

These are the same things that Papa told him.

Sister Shiho was afraid to face the test subjects of the organization, and after Papa found out about this, he pressed Aito's head disdainfully and said, "You don't want to learn from that woman Shirley, you will be afraid of that kind of garbage." ”

"Obviously, the life and death of that kind of garbage are in her hands, but she is actually afraid of the other party, guilty? Oh, useless emotions. ”

"Why should the strong be afraid of the weak? You can kill him, why be afraid of him? ”

"Do you fear others because of guilt? Ivy. ”

"Don't let me down."

Of course, Aitto would not let him down, so his answer at the time was also crisp.

"I see."

When it comes to gin, he is always submissive, so most of the answers are I know, I understand, okay.

He has no emotions of fear, and he does not have feelings of guilt.

He may pretend to strangers, but he doesn't pretend to special friends who have a common secret.

Kikukawa Seiichiro looked at the white-haired young man with a healing smile, and listened to the words that the other party's voice said to him softly, and his pale face gradually returned to normal.

"I can...... Kill him? ”

"I don't have to...... Afraid of him? ”

He muttered under his breath, as if talking to himself.

What is he afraid of? Afraid of the other party's cruel killing methods, afraid that he will also become a collector's item in those jars.

But......

The other side is weak.

He has a weapon that can kill the opponent.

"yes, so there's nothing to be afraid of, right?" Aitto smiled brightly and nodded.

"You just hold the gun and shoot him and he's dead, it's easy." He put the tranquilizer gun into Kikukawa's hand, made the other party hold the gun tightly, and then said so.

Kikukawa Seiichiro did clench his gun and let out a long sigh of relief.

"You're right." He looked at the white-haired boy and showed a calm smile full of etiquette that he had cultivated since childhood.

The performer cannot easily change his face, nor can the audience see the performer's inner thoughts through his expressions.

What the audience can see is only what the performers want them to see.

Kikukawa Seiichiro regained his bearing as the heir of the Kyogen family.

Tetsuya Aoyagi on the side also saw this and looked at Miyamoto Aito inexplicably.

The series of speeches made by the other party just now is really ...... Arrogant and ruthless.

The main meaning is probably that the strong do not need to be afraid of the weak, and the strong control the life and death of the weak.

Because the opponent is weak and can be easily killed, there is no need to be afraid of the opponent.

This is instigation to sin, ah, this is!

！

Sure enough, the most dangerous thing is the other party, and his intuition is right.

Who knows what kind of education he received when he was able to say such things at a young age.

Is this how the chaebol teaches the heirs?