The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Looking at the dark sky without any night color, Naoto Atoda tightened his thin clothes.

I walked forward. The night was not good, and the night without the moon was even worse. I should go home quickly.

Huhuhu~

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew around, making Naoto Atoda shiver.

It looks like the rainy season is coming. The weather is getting colder and colder. It would be nice to have a cup of hot coffee.

Naoto Atoda hurriedly quickened his pace. He wanted a warm bed more than hot coffee.

Susu~

Suddenly, a strange rustling sound was heard all around, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down from Naoto Atoda's head.

Is it my fate to be unlucky today? Don't think about it, don't think about it, ghost stories are all fake.

“Meow~” “Ah! Ah! Ah…!”

A shrill cat cry suddenly sounded, and Naoto Atoda was so scared that he let out a high-pitched voice.

When he found out that it was just a wild cat, Naoto Atoda closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled.

Phew~ I’m just scaring myself, it’s nothing, there are no ghosts in the world, I’m just scaring myself.

Just as Naoto Atoda was comforting himself and slowly opening his eyes, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Naoto Atoda's heart skipped a beat, and his frightened eyes slowly met those eyes emitting a strange blood-red color.

Uh~

Naoto Atoda rolled his eyes and fainted.

Yoko Onodera looked at the frightened man in front of her and felt a little tired. It was really embarrassing that she was forced to jump off the building by such a man.

It's so embarrassing that a guy who treats other people's lives as a joke can be so cowardly.

Forget it, but I finally found you.

Yoko Onodera's eyes, which were glowing red, gradually dimmed and turned into their usual dark brown color.

Tomorrow, tomorrow these scum will be given the punishment they deserve. They will be stood on the rooftop and watched by people, and then jump down in despair. Those who do not value the lives of others do not deserve to live.

Yoko Onodera grabbed Naoto Atoda's trouser leg with her hand, dragged him, and slowly walked into the depths of the alley.

Chapter 8 Despair

Standing area, Senju Street.

The building where Yoko Onodera committed suicide.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The blue sky is covered with dark clouds, and the dazzling sunlight cannot break through this thick barrier. It is a cloudy day without the sun.

If nothing goes wrong, there will be a light rain soon.

"..."

Naoto Atoda woke up slowly and looked at the gloomy sky with a confused look on his face.

Just as I was about to sit up, I suddenly found myself tied to the ground, unable to move like a tied-up crab.

What's going on? Why am I here?

Just as Naoto Atoda twisted his body and tried to see his own situation, he caught a glimpse of a person who was tied up next to him out of the corner of his eye.

It's just that this person hasn't woken up yet.

I turned my body with difficulty and tilted my head hard before I finally saw the face of the person next to me. He looked familiar.

Was I kidnapped? I had no recollection of what happened last night. I only remembered a pair of blood-red eyes that didn't look like human eyes. Wait, was I captured by a monster and used as food?

The monster culture in Japan is still very popular, and there are usually a large number of legends about monsters among the people. This is also related to the fact that the Japanese, who live on an island, have a psychological tendency towards mysticism.

It is not surprising that Naoto Atoda would think this way. After all, every time someone goes missing, there are always voices saying that the missing people were eaten by monsters, so there is no clue at all.

When Naoto Atoda thought of this, he broke out in a cold sweat and wanted to scream, but was afraid of angering the monster that kidnapped him.

Now he just hopes that the big brother next to him will wake up soon and not leave him alone in fear.

It's always better to have someone by your side than to face it alone.

"Yo, you're awake."

Naoto Atoda is regretting now, regretting very much. Why did he move around after waking up? Wouldn't it be better to just pretend to be dead quietly?

Now that I've been discovered, it seems impossible to go back and pretend to be dead. I have to respond quickly, otherwise I'll anger the monster and I'll be finished.

"God... God, I am not tasty. I smoke and drink every day, and my meat has become smelly. If you can let me go, I can find you someone with tender skin and meat that is more delicious."

He closed his eyes and gave in, first belittling himself to lower his value in the eyes of the monster, then becoming an accomplice and making big promises. He was very familiar with this routine.

As for calling the monster "God-sama"? He was stupid enough to call the monster directly. To use such an insulting name directly was to seek death. The eight million gods were not just a joke.

After all, they are all adults and can bend and stretch. As long as they can survive, they are willing to recognize the monster as their master.

"Heh~, do you value your life so much? Do you want to survive even if it means becoming an accomplice to the evil and sacrificing the lives of others?"

Yoko Onodera looked at the man in front of her with disgust. Why did such a person appear in the world? Such a person does not deserve to have a precious life.

Those who have not experienced death do not know the value of life. Those who have not struggled to survive in darkness will not know how good the light is.

People like them who laugh at other people's lives unscrupulously don't deserve to exist in this world.

We only have one life. Once you lose it, you will lose everything. Dreams, hopes, life, concerns, and the joy of living will all be lost along with your life.

This group of scum tramples on other people's lives, takes pleasure in other people's pain, and takes pleasure in other people's death. Perhaps, for them, the death of others only brings a short one or two days of novelty, and then they forget about it. However, for those who died, that is the end of their lives.

People who cannot respect life don't need life either.

Yoko Onodera looked coldly at the two people on the ground. People like them should just die.

Why do I have to talk so much nonsense? Why don't I just carry out my own plan?

As Yoko Onodera swung her right hand upwards, Naoto Atoda and another person were directly controlled and stood up.

This is another use of blood control. It can achieve the effect of directly controlling the body by controlling the blood in other people's bodies.

"Ahhh! I...why did I move on my own?"

Did my words just now anger this monster? If I had known, I would have kept silent.

Naoto Atoda watched in horror as his body stood up uncontrollably.

Then he moved towards the edge of the house little by little, until he would fall down if he took one more step forward.

"Ahhh, no, I don't want to die!"

A seven or eight-story building is usually about twenty meters high. Looking down from such a height, Naoto Atoda was so frightened that he couldn't even stand steadily.

But because his body was controlled, he couldn't even move.

"You who don't value other people's lives value your own life so much? Just stand here and jump when the crowd gathers."

A cold voice rang in my ears, and the words it spoke made me feel like I was falling into the abyss.

"My Lord, why are you killing me? Can you let me know the cause of my death? I clearly did nothing wrong. I obey the law and have never done anything bad. I have always been a good citizen."

When he heard that he was going to jump, Naoto Atoda was so scared that he almost fainted. How could this person be so unreasonable? He knew nothing and yet he wanted to die in such a miserable way.

Even gangsters have a reason for killing people. Only lunatics would kill people for no apparent reason. But the power to restrain oneself is obviously not something that humans can possess.

What on earth did I do to deserve being targeted by such a monster?

Naoto Atoda was now both scared and confused, and had no idea how he had offended this monster.

When Yoko Onodera heard this, she wanted to laugh. So forcing others to commit suicide was so insignificant in the eyes of such people?

This happened less than three days ago.

He even has the nerve to say that he is a good citizen, or in other words, in his opinion, other people's lives are not life, only his own life is life.

This kind of selfish person tramples on life.

Yoko Onodera no longer wanted to talk. She just controlled Naoto Atoda to turn around so that he could see her.

What caught his eyes was a stunning appearance, waist-length hair, and pale but not sickly skin. However, Naoto Atoda didn't notice any of these. He only noticed the pair of captivating red eyes.

There was also a face that he was very familiar with, very familiar, as if he had seen it recently.

Oh, right! He recorded the high school girl who jumped off the building the day before yesterday with his cell phone and posted it online. She was indeed a monster!

Naoto Atoda's heart was completely chilled. He knew why it was him, because he once instigated this high school girl to jump off the building, and even shouted that it would be shameful if she didn't.

I'm being held accountable, but I still want to struggle.

"Wait, although I did say that, I'm not the first person to say that. You should look for the first person. I was just following the crowd. I didn't do it on purpose. I just followed others and made a fuss. It's not my fault!"

Naoto Adao became anxious. He had clearly waited for others to speak first, but why did they come to him? He always remembered the principle that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, but why did they come to him when he was only the second? Shouldn't they go to the first person for such a matter? It's like an exam, everyone only cares about the first place, no one cares about the second place!

Yoko Onodera looked at the excited Naoto Atoda and didn't say anything. What was there to explain to such a person?

Finally, someone downstairs noticed Naoto Atoda and another person standing on the top floor. Because they were quite far away, they just thought that they were a team of two people who were committing suicide by jumping off the building, or committing suicide for love.

Naoto Atoda also noticed this scene and felt dizzy. He still remembered that Yoko Onodera had said that when the crowd got bigger, they should let them jump down.

"Help! Help us! We've been kidnapped by monsters!"

Naoto Atoda just gave up. He finally understood that Yoko Onodera would not let him go and he would definitely die today.

But at least, there is a little hope. He will not give up. He can still ask for help. Someone will notice that he has been kidnapped and call the police.

Although Naoto Atoda knew that his hope of being rescued was slim, perhaps a miracle might happen.

Chapter 9 Police Investigation

The crowd downstairs gradually increased, but no one called the police because suicide by jumping from buildings was very common and they were tired of it.

It is relatively rare for people to commit suicide in groups. Many people took out their mobile phones to record this moment, or one or two people were hesitating whether to make a call.

After all, they saw a girl about to jump off the building the day before. After making the call, when the police were about to arrive, the girl did not hesitate and jumped down. But after a few seconds, the girl suddenly came back to life and ran away without leaving any trace.

The police thought they were making a false call, and the people who took the video and photos hurried away, seemingly wanting nothing to do with the police.

Just like that, they were criticized and educated for no reason and could only blame themselves for their bad luck.

After more than ten minutes, more and more people gathered around, but most of them were watching the fun with their mobile phones.

When a desperate person stands on a tall building, it always attracts a large mob, who stand down below with their heads tilted up and rise and fall on each other, eating away at the last remaining hope of the suicidal person and leaving behind despair that leads to death.

Naoto Atoda was in despair. All he saw was a group of onlookers and a group of indifferent onlookers.

As more and more people gathered around, Naoto Atoda felt increasingly disappointed.

Finally, Yoko Onodera moved. She simply waved her hand, and the two people on the edge of the roof fell straight forward.

The sound of wind blew past my ears and the cold wind brushed Naoto Atoda's face. Just a few seconds seemed so long.

Naoto Atoda closed his eyes and welcomed the arrival of death in despair. He was actually a little envious of the people around him who were facing death with him.

That is the person next to him who was kidnapped like him but has not woken up yet.

He died without knowing anything, which is at least much better than him. If there is an afterlife, I will never make a fuss again.

Bang~!

The thought of regret had just arisen when his head made close contact with the ground.

The crowd was much calmer, but there were still many people who cried out in surprise.

Watching someone's head smashed into pieces like a watermelon in front of you is quite shocking.

Yoko Onodera slowly walked down the stairs on the rooftop, and she could hear the screams coming from below.

If they had not encountered a miracle like he did, they would have been dead.

She had a feeling that the screams would be even louder later, because she had to control the blood of the two people and fly away, and then drink it, so as not to waste food.

As for why they didn't just suck their blood up there and then throw them down, isn't that just putting the cart before the horse?

The first priority is to let them feel the despair of jumping off a building and dying. As for sucking blood, that is just a by-product.

Drinking blood can increase strength. With stronger strength, she can do more things, and it will be easier to achieve what she wants.