This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Before Yuki Sakura could yell out, he was knocked down on the steering wheel by the people behind him.

Who is this guy? What does he want to do?

Sakura Yuki did not panic like ordinary women, the unique calmness of an anatomy doctor allowed her to quickly analyze the situation in front of her——

Boom!

But the other party obviously didn't intend to give Sakura Yuki time. Her hair was pinched by the other party, and her head was slammed on the steering wheel, blood oozing from her forehead.

"Hehe... I guess there will be a scar on his forehead in the future." Sakura laughed twice from the tree trunk, and there was no fear in his voice.

That's right - this scene is extremely horrifying for ordinary women, but in front of Sakura Yuki, it is like a child's play.

"Drive to Sucha High School." A calm male voice sounded.

"Sucha High School?" Yuki Sakura raised his head with his hands bound, "What is that place? I've never heard of it."

She tried to see what the other person looked like from the rearview mirror, but found nothing. Most of the other person's face was covered with a mask and a hooded windbreaker.

It's just that there seems to be a bulging place on the neck, and I don't know what is stuffed in it.

"..." The people behind did not speak.

After a while, Sakura Yuki only felt that the field of vision in front of him was spinning, and then his vision went dark, and he fell unconscious.

Before closing her eyes, she saw the hard-boiled young man who took off his mask and came to the driver's seat.

Bei... Beichuan——

Sakura Yuki opened his mouth, and the whole person finally fell into a coma.

 …

Sakura Yuki only felt that he had had a dream for a long time.

As if the previous life was false.

When Ishikawa Kaito was instructed to kill the first person...when he killed the first person himself...when he set fire to everyone in class B of the second year...

She knew what she was doing from the start,

I also know that doing so is not in line with the moral and ethical views in my mind.

But in the end, she had nothing but the tyrannical emotions surging in her heart and the desire that couldn't be filled no matter what.

Everyone can only see Yuki Sakura who performed well in the school year, but Yuki Sakura cannot be seen.

Obviously she and Sakura Yuki are both 'Yuki'...

The family members are also...the father is drinking all day long, and the mother and himself are domestically violent.

I see...the world is neither black nor white, it's just gray..

The gray high school days, the gray childhood days...

Resentment turned into hatred, hatred turned into killing intent——

Sakura Yuki opened his eyes, only to feel a sharp pain from the back of his head.

It seems that Beichuan Temple has played a heavy hand just now, which made her dizzy now.

Sakura Yuki wanted to move, but she soon found that she was tied to the student chair.

"But why...?" Sakura Yuki felt incredible.

The student chair under her is clearly a student chair that can move, but why is it as if it is stuck to the ground, no matter how hard she struggles, she won't move at all?

'And where is this place? '

Sakura Yuki couldn't help raising his head.

The white-gray walls are dry and cracked, and above the head is a black ceiling that has been completely burnt black.

The wall skin peeled off, and mold spots fell around, like distorted smiling faces.

The cold moonlight just shone on Sakura Yuki's body, and the dark shadow stretched into several——

The burnt smell rushed straight into the nostrils, making Yuki Sakura feel a little difficult to breathe.

Until now, she finally understood her situation.

Half of the original easy-going complexion faded away, and memories that he never wanted to bring up appeared in Yuki Sakura's mind.

Her legs were shaking and bouncing like someone suffering from epilepsy.

The hoarse and trembling syllables were also squeezed out:

"Here, this is Sucha's second-year class B?!"

The scars in the heart of the past were uncovered.

"I don't like going to school, it's just a big claustrophobic space."

"Since my father doesn't like me, why did he give birth to me in the first place?"

"Sakura Yuki, spelled さくらゆき, the Roman sound is sakura yuki."

"I have my own name."

itchy...so itchy...so itchy—

Sakura Yuki felt a faint burning pain from the birthmark on his arm.

This is the same as ten years ago.

"But Sucha High School is very different from ten years ago." Kitagawa Temple's cold voice sounded behind Sakura Yuki.

Sakura Yuki wanted to look back at Beichuan Temple, but she didn't have the ability to turn her head like an owl, so she had to give up.

"You don't have anything to ask?" Beichuan Temple looked at Yuki Sakura in front of him, his voice was flat.

"Hehe...does it make sense to ask these words? How did you guess it was mine? How did you know? I was mentally prepared from the beginning. It is meaningless to ask such words...Besides, Beichuan, you He is also a person who doesn't talk nonsense, right?" Sakura Yuki couldn't help but struggled.

The burning pain and itching in her arm were still coming uncontrollably, and she continued:

"But one thing, I just can't figure it out, why are you always there every time something happens?"

Sakura Yuki couldn't figure it out, and he didn't understand why he couldn't get rid of him as if he had bumped into Beichuan Temple.

"..." Beichuan Temple was silent for a while and said concisely: "I can see spirit bodies."

"Really? I see. Is that why you have been able to appear at the scene of the murder?" Sakura Yuki was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly accepted.

Although this statement is not very scientific, and it is not easy for ordinary people to accept it, Yuki Sakura has never been a normal person. She has been wandering the boundary between life and death all year round, and she seems to have touched the hidden world...

Sakura laughed from the tree trunk.

This woman seems to be particularly fond of laughing.

"Did you kill Ryo Sato?" Kitagawa Temple asked.

"It's almost... I got from Ryoko that you asked her to use Sato Ryo's contact information, and then I came to Hachiyama City earlier than you, and I got my hands on Sato Ryo... Sato-sensei... He is really a good person." Sakura Yuki looked far away, and the corner of his mouth could not help but smile:

"That person... After knowing it was me, he even invited me to his house for dinner, saying that he would make delicious food for me... Obviously life is so embarrassing, and he still has the same blood as before."

"But you still killed him." Beichuan Temple's words were still straightforward, as merciless as a knife.

"Pushed up from behind, the scalpel was inserted into the throat, Mr. Sato struggled on the ground for a long time before he died." Sakura Yuki wanted to reach out to gesture, but because her hands were tied, she could only shrug and said.

"You sent Ishikawa Kaito to the Kamiya family? You sent me the arm?" Kitagawa Temple asked again with a blank expression.

Sakura Yuki replied cheerfully: "I asked Ishikawa to do both things, but that guy is still too stupid, even thinking of going to ambush you by himself, but you caught him instead."

Sakura Yuki's mentality quickly adjusted, and her rationality and clear speech made others think she was a normal person when they saw it.

She paused and said: "At first, I wanted to attack you, but Mr. Beichuan, you are too difficult to deal with, and you will not leave any openings during the whole process... And I may not be able to beat you, so I will delay until It's today, alas—I wish I had set that hotel down."

Sakura Yuki smiled violently, speaking in the same tone as an old friend, speaking mad words that ordinary people could not understand.

In her eyes, it seems that human beings are no longer human beings, but just meat animals that are randomly picked and killed in slaughterhouses.

Whether it's a former mentor or an innocent high school student walking on the road, she can strike without changing her face.

Maybe Sakura Yuki has gone crazy long ago, maybe Kitagawa Temple is just the first person to see her sick and crazy side...

Maybe there shouldn't be so many possibilities in this world.

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