I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

As if uneasy, Kishimoto City repeatedly warned: "Although it is said that it is not forced, but if you are absent...it is always not good.."

Kira Yoshikage stared at the flashing signal lights across the road and responded.

He asked in a low voice about dress and other precautions before hanging up.

Crossing the road, he looked down at the text message.

—— Logically, he should not miss the text message.

Kira Yoshikage's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his fingers swiped lightly on the screen - found it.

'mistake'

Two weeks ago, Kishimoto City contacted Kira Yoshikage privately several times. At that time, Kira Yoshikage was busy from every angle - so he blocked Kishimoto City's mailbox.

No wonder he didn't have the slightest impression of the annual meeting.

Kira Yoshikage thought about it a little bit, and pulled Kishimoto Castle's email address from the blacklist.

Glancing past the endorsement posters of the shops along the road, Yoshikage Kira remembered something.

But don't worry, there is enough time.

A suburban villa in Sendai City

As soon as Lilith got home on April [-], she turned on the TV.

This time is just right, it is boring afternoon news.

"Sister Lilith, I'm ordering takeout~" Asakura Teru stuck his head out from the back of the sofa holding the game console, and his eyes moved with Lilith on April [-].

"Huh? Why order takeout?"

"because......"

Asakura Teru looked at Lilith on April [-] and hesitated for a moment.

Here's the thing.

'Sister Lilith is good at everything except cooking...'

Asakura Hui smiled dryly, with a rather unfathomable meaning on his face.

Someone who can make ordinary miso soup into a magical taste... I am afraid that there is only Lilith on April [-]st in the world.

Of course, words can't be dead.

After all~ Lilith's cooking skills on April [-]st are random - under normal circumstances, all dishes are flawless, although it won't make people like eating, it won't make people feel shadowed .

But very occasionally, her cooking will become very strange.

If you have to describe it...

When Teru Asakura ate that kind of thing for the first time, he thought very seriously—this might be the "food" in the game with weird names, wonderful colors, and possibly debuffs?

"Because I want to eat pizza today!" Teru Asakura explained solemnly.

April [-] Lilith blinked and shrugged: "Then order it."

"Good~"

Throwing away the game console, Asakura Teru seriously looked at the takeaways around him.

On April [-], Lilith sat down on the sofa with a cup of barley tea, staring at the news on TV without saying a word.

What she wanted to see quickly emerged—

Last night, a man died in the alley next to the police station's detention center. Obviously, it was murder.

The victim's surname was Aikawa, and according to the time of death, he was killed about 20 minutes after he was released from the detention center.

The murderer took her eyes cleanly.

—Whether the pair of eyes were trophies or just out of the murderer's hobby, it didn't matter.

Murderers cannot always be expected to respect corpses.

What's interesting is... After the police found Aikawa's residence, they found two eyeballs at Aikawa's house - the two specimens that were reported in the news and lost in the hospital not long ago.

so...

The murderer took something she cared about with a different plot and took it as a trophy?

——Is it necessary to investigate the victim's preferences when killing someone these days?

Ok?

Isn't the cart before the horse?

Generally speaking... shouldn't the murderer take what he likes?

'Who knows~'

April [-] Lilith shrugged, holding the remote control to change the channel.

correct.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Asakura Teru, and said seriously, "Ahui, what do you think of the name Arisugawa Tachibana?"