Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 80.018. The Fifth?

The dragon-horse looked desperate, its empty pupils frozen in place.

He regained his composure and continued to plead, "Please, they are very important partners to me. It's not easy to find a group of people around me who are willing to accept me. I don't want to kill them."

The young man shrugged: "I can't help you, buddy."

He gazed at the moving dragon horse and said, "How many people have died for you so far? How many can be counted on one hand?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "Four...four."

"That means there are still five dead."

"Please help me! I'm willing to pay any amount of money!" You Donglongma bowed ninety degrees, burying his head extremely low.

"You seem to think too highly of me." The young man squinted, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and spoke unclearly as he chewed the cigarette. "If I continue talking to you, even my life will be in danger."

"But you... you still dare to take the initiative to chat with me..." Ryoma was somewhat confused.

The young man chuckled: "Isn't it just that I'm bored at the start of the game? Besides, you were a distance away from me just now, and I didn't even recognize your destiny."

After saying that, he lowered his head, covered the cigarette, and lit it with a lighter.

"A curse? Is it a curse? Since you can recognize the curse within me, you must have some way to remove it! Please, I'll pay any price!"

The dragon horse pleaded, maintaining its bowing posture, its head throbbing from the rush of blood.

"Well then, your destiny is entrenched within you, completely integrated with your life. There's nothing I can do to help you."

Upon hearing this, the dragon horse felt dizzy, as if the bandages were about to burst open again.

“However, my senior brother’s abilities are far superior to mine. If we are fortunate enough to be able to invite him, it’s not impossible,” the young man said tentatively.

The dragon-horse raised its head, a glimmer of light appearing in its eyes: "Please introduce me."

The youth shook his head.

"What's wrong……"

"I don't know where my senior brother is either."

The young man rubbed his nose carelessly and said, "I only know that he is in this city. How about this, you help me look for him too. If you have any clues, we can ask him for help."

"Grateful!"

"He's about twenty-three years old, a mild-mannered young man. Let me find you a picture of him."

As the young man spoke, he opened his phone, scrolled through it, and then held it up to show the moving dragon horse:

"Look, this is the man in the photo."

You Donglongma carefully examined the photo.

The background of the photo resembles a tourist attraction, and the boy and girl are smiling broadly. The girl is nestled beside the boy, and although she is smiling, there is a hint of lingering resentment; even her smile seems forced.

The boy glanced at the girl with half his eyes. He looked somewhat childish, with strong facial features and cunning eyes, as if he always had some mischievous ideas flashing in his mind.

Ryoma gasped in surprise, his mouth agape: "Jin-kun?!"

A strange light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said with delight, "You've met him before, sir!"

He adjusted his hat brim and grinned.

"It's really great."

You Donglongma hesitated for a moment, then said:

"I have met him. They do look very similar, but the gentleman was a refined and elegant bartender. His demeanor and temperament were completely different from the boy in the photo."

He said, pondering.

"How should I put it, Jin Jun exudes a trustworthy elegance from head to toe, completely lacking this impetuous feeling. His eyes are like...like a calm lake."

The young man narrowed his eyes and said, "The surname is correct. After all, so much time has passed, and I haven't seen him for several years. I really want to catch up with him."

"Hey buddy, you said he's a bartender, where did you meet him?"

Ryoma said, "Jazz bar."

A glint of light flashed in the young man's eyes.

"Young man, seize the opportunity! If you run into him again, you can ask him for help." The young man stood up, slowly walked over, and climbed onto the fence.

"You don't have much time left."

As the night breeze swept in, the young man's coat suddenly began to flutter. It was a long trench coat, and in the moonlight, his face, along with his swaying hair, became mysterious and unpredictable.

"and many more!"

"Some dragons and horses are moving," shouted one of the dragons.

"Remember, don't mention me." The young man smiled and then tilted his head back and fell headfirst off the overpass.

The dragon horse was terrified and rushed over immediately. It grabbed the railing and looked down, only to find that under the streetlights, the road was clean and there wasn't a single person in sight.

He turned around and found that the stall was also empty.

It was as if the young man had never appeared.

A cold wind blew across his face, the dampness carrying a slight chill.

After regaining his senses, the dragon horse shrank back and returned to the special treatment center.

Gluttony was already there, looking strange.

"Yoto-kun, it's so good that you're alright." He gripped Yoto Ryoma's shoulders with both hands, his expression sorrowful.

A sense of foreboding flashed through Longma's mind.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly as he looked at Gluttony.

"Let's go back first," Gluttony said sadly, his expression already downcast.

That ominous premonition lingered in his mind, like a relentless curse, making it hard for You Donglongma to breathe.

"it is good."

When they returned, the villa area was still brightly lit.

Everyone stood in the courtyard outside, huddled together, heads bowed in silence.

He dared not break the deathly silence and silently followed Gluttony upstairs.

The burly man stared at an unrecognizable humanoid body on the bench.

Pale blue flames covered his body, dripping with a yellow liquid from bottom to top, mingling with the charred red of his flesh. His entire body was covered in scalded, cracked skin, and his clothes were burned to shreds; only the fabric clinging to his body could be vaguely discerned—

It's the cute dress that Lust is wearing tonight.

Ryoma's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he desperately covered his mouth to stop himself from crying out loud.

The pungent smell of sulfur filled the air. The pale blue flames, coated with orange flames, completely burned the face, torso, and body of the deceased.

His body was covered in dried, dark red bloodstains, and the remaining flames flickered in the wind.

Lust, death.

Ryoma thought that his rage would drive him completely insane, or at least cause him to roar hysterically, fully unleashing the rage within him.

He even hoped that his rage would be a roaring scream, releasing the grief in his heart.

but.

Enraged and expressionless, he walked to the bench, where an unknown liquid dripped down along with flames.

Pale blue flames, as if finding new fuel, climbed up his furious collar to his body.

The flames quickly spread to his entire body. The burly man looked gentle, his body emitting thick smoke. The high temperature scorched his body as he gently held the sleeping woman, just as always, taking meticulous care of her.

Gently embracing the charred, unrecognizable human figure, the man lightly kissed her forehead amidst the flames.

The flames illuminated her charred body, and on her face, sulfur had scorched out hideous furrows. The woman's eyes were tightly closed, and she was completely unaware of it.

Goodnight, my love.

Then, the two of them sat there quietly, just like that slightly willful and proud girl who was fast asleep.

The tears that had moved the dragon horse could no longer be held back and flowed out like a spring.

I just realized today that it's my 250th day of writing.

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(End of this chapter)