The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

With her back to Kaneki Ken, she put the washed dishes back on the counter. The long bangs on her forehead made it difficult to see the expression on her face.

"But the feeling Mr. Ishimori gave me was..."

"That's totally not the case, right? That's why I say that guy is a good person."

But not a good ghoul.

There is no doubt that this world is cruel and unfair. Ghouls want to survive, and humans also want to survive.

Eating and being eaten are destined to be hostile to each other. Even harmless ghouls like Andingqu who feed on suicide victims are inevitably caught up in this racial struggle.

After all, no one in this world would be willing to have the bodies of their dead family members eaten.

Then, as if to warn Kaneki, she deliberately lowered her voice and made a somewhat cold sound.

"That's why we have to hide our identities. With his experience, he will definitely call the police without hesitation after discovering something. That's why I don't want Hinami to have too much contact with him. Once we reveal our identity, it will be troublesome... The only way is to silence him!"

Kill, kill! ?

Even though he already knew the cruel ways of the ghouls, when Kaneki Ken actually heard this word, he still felt like a bomb exploded in his ears.

Having just become a ghoul a few days ago, he really didn't know how to face this problem, or perhaps he was subconsciously avoiding it in his heart.

The face of his best friend Nagachika Hideyoshi appeared in his mind. If Ying discovered his identity one day, would he have to kill Ying in advance in order to protect himself?

"How, how can this be possible.....What if Ying..."

"So you understand, idiot? If you don't want to die, and don't want to kill your blond friend, then you'd better hide your identity as hard as you can in the next few days!"

The heavy tone seemed to be warning Kaneki Ken, and also seemed to be warning himself.

After all, she also has human friends...

Chapter 21: Kamen Rider Should Ride a Motorcycle

While Kaneki Ken and Kirishima Touka were talking downstairs, Furuma Madoka was busy assembling the computer that was delivered to her upstairs.

"I remember this line should be connected here... Hmm, is the size of the connector wrong... Then it should be the one next to it... But it's not that?"

The powerful ghoul, once known as the "Demon Ape", was now almost driven to the point of collapse by the connecting wires on the ground.

Although he had come into contact with computers by chance when he was young, this was the first time he actually assembled one, not to mention that it was many years ago.

And he had never even touched Xuan Iruma, who was of the same age as him.

"As expected, this kind of thing should be left to the young people... But fortunately, I haven't been completely eliminated by the times."

After some effort, he finally connected all the wires and successfully turned on the machine, and Gu Jianyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s clear that fighting for territory wasn’t this tiring before.

Demon Ape, great victory!

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Furuma. Thank you very much for satisfying this child's willfulness." Fueguchi Ryoko looked apologetic.

"It's okay, Miss Ryoko. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first. Good night." After patting her back with her hand, Gujian Yuaner walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

Only Dikou and her daughter were left in the house...

"I'm sorry for today, Mom."

Wearing cute pink pajamas and lying on her side on the bed, Hina Fueguchi's little head rested tightly on her mother's round legs, murmured.

"It's okay, Hinami, and mommy shouldn't have been mean to you today."

"Mother....."

"Oh."

"I... don't think my brother is a bad person."

"A bad guy... Yes, that child is not a bad guy." While stroking Hinami's hair, Fueguchi Ryoko's face was filled with helplessness and confusion.

It's not that she can't understand her daughter's desire to make friends, it's just... they are ghouls after all.

She had also heard about Lin Qiao from people in the store. He seemed like a good boy, but humans and ghouls were destined to be hostile to each other, not to mention that both of her parents had been killed by ghouls.

Hinami is still young, and her vigilance and social experience are far inferior to those of adult ghouls. If she accidentally reveals her flaws and arouses the other party's suspicion, even the safe zone may be in danger.

As if she felt that the topic was a bit too heavy, she took the initiative to change the subject to ease the atmosphere.

"Hinami, do you miss your dad?"

"Ah."

"Yeah, Mommy misses us too. Let's wait a little longer... Daddy should be here to pick us up soon."

This comforts my daughter and also myself.

Having said that, Fueguchi Ryoko couldn't help but feel worried.

She knew very well that her husband, because he worked in District 13 in the past, knew the leader of the underground ghoul organization in District 13, the "Jason" who was famous for his brutality.

Although they had left District 13 after their marriage, no one expected that the other party would come back again after such a long time.

All she could do was take good care of Hinami and pray silently for that person.

......

Time passes by, and it is another rare Sunday.

Even those office workers who are overwhelmed by work finally have a moment to breathe on this day.

.....and then continue to be exploited by unscrupulous bosses.

However, the above content has nothing to do with Lin Qiao. He doesn't need to work, and every day is basically equivalent to a holiday. It doesn't matter what day of the week it is.

When he is bored, he either plays games at home or goes out to hang out on the street, then randomly selects a ghoul or Amazon as a lucky audience member and gives that person a one-way ticket to heaven.

By the way, due to several failed experiences in catching ghouls, and later on when he caught a ghoul and interrogated him, he finally realized something.

That is, as a visitor from another world, his body structure is subtly different from the humans originally existing in this world.

RC cells?

The body says this is really unfamiliar, who are you looking down on?

It might be more reliable to say it's the nebula gas... It smells like gas. There's no way a ghoul would have an appetite for it!

So in the eyes of the ghouls, his existence is basically the same as a walking pile of shit.

——These were the exact words of the ghoul he caught.

After squeezing out the other party's surplus value and kindly admonishing him to be more careful with his words in the next life, Lin Qiao directly performed his unique skill of cracking the skull with bare hands and confirmed that it was a sandy head.

I was torn between slacking off and going to a coffee shop to sit down and study.

Since whether the eldest son of the Yueshan family will come to the stable area depends entirely on his interest, the probability of getting an SSR in a single draw is basically the same.

In addition, it is difficult for ghouls living at the bottom of society to know his whereabouts, so these two are basically equivalent to wasting time, it's nothing more than changing places.

Besides, as a human being, it would really be very conspicuous for him to sit in the stable area for a whole day!

“I’ve cleared the game, finished the novel, and I have to wait for the next version of the mobile game event…”

Shit, it won’t disappear even if it passes through the long grass period, right?”

Out of boredom, Lin Qiao just remembered the idea of ​​buying a new car a few days ago, and then he couldn't help himself.

I randomly searched for some famous motorcycle shops on the Internet, and then took the bus which took about half an hour to get to the nearby area.

This is a very busy commercial street. The daily flow of people is ridiculously high, not to mention that today is Sunday. It is no exaggeration to say that both sides of the road are crowded with people.

A huge billboard with red and black colors appeared within sight. Can we say that it is worthy of being a well-known motorcycle shop?

The area it occupies is far larger than that of the two small shops he owns, and the various cool motorcycle equipment inside make it hard not to want to buy.

"Welcome, what can I do for you?"

When I walked into the store, I was greeted by a salesperson with a friendly smile.

She briefly told the other party about her needs. To be honest, whether before or after the time travel, Lin Qiao didn't know much about these things. At most, she read a few articles on her mobile phone about how newcomers can avoid pitfalls when taking the bus.

If you ask him to talk to others about cars, he can still pretend to know something and say a few words, but if you talk about motorcycles... then he can only laugh.

Not to mention that this is not the same world as before. Almost all the brands he was familiar with are gone, replaced by all kinds of brands he has never heard of...

Starting from scratch in every sense of the word.

"Yes, I roughly understand your needs. Our store mainly sells various models of cars under Nakajima, which just meet your needs... If you don't mind, please come this way."

After hearing Lin Qiao's description, the salesman named Yamazaki seemed calm and unhurried.

He has been in this business for some time, so he is very good at judging people. He could tell from the look on Lin Qiao's face that this was her first time here.

This is good.

For salesmen, as long as they are not too difficult, they usually welcome new customers. After all, it represents commission, and only fools would have a problem with money.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he wants to cheat people or anything.

It would be better to say that what he despises most are those colleagues who deceive newcomers.

He liked motorcycle culture when he was young, and he even worked three jobs in a row in order to own a motorcycle of his own.

But later, after being a biker for a long time, he decided to change his ways and become a salesperson because he had a family.

So whenever those newcomers with confused faces walked into the store, he seemed to see himself who was saving money to buy a car without his parents' knowledge, so he would give them some advice and help in some aspects.

He led Lin Qiao to the rows of sample cars, with their prices indicated on the metal plates in front.

"May I ask if you have any experience with motorcycles before? Or do you have a favorite model?"

"No, any suggestions?"

"If that's the case, then we do have a few products that are suitable for you... By the way, may I ask, what is your budget?"

"I just want to buy a car for transportation, so I don't plan to buy something too expensive... something under 3 million yen will do."

"Three, three million, right?"

Feeling a little surprised, Yamazaki looked at the young man in front of him calmly.

It’s a simple combination of white short-sleeved shirt and black shorts, and it’s not a famous brand.

Although his refreshing appearance added a lot of points, his outfit was so simple that it couldn't be simpler and he didn't look like a rich second-generation at all.

Of course, that's what we say, but as a salesperson, we still have to do our best to meet the customers' requirements.

Chapter 22 The Beginning in the Rain

After some selection, Lin Qiao finally chose a motorcycle that was all black with red lines as secondary lines.

With its streamlined body, it can reach a top speed of 275 kilometers per hour, and its performance is outstanding among motorcycles of the same price.

Although Mr. Yamazaki, the salesman, does not recommend it, after all, for a novice, speeding is not a good thing. It is not impossible to be thrown out by a sudden brake. Safety is the most important thing...

But in the end he still failed to defeat Lin Qiao.

After paying the money and completing the relevant formalities, Lin Qiao happily received her new car and left.

buzz~

Turning the handle, the roar of the engine sounded beneath me, and the black motorcycle sped past on the road.

"This feels much more powerful than electric."

Feeling the strong wind blowing in my face, although I was a little uncomfortable at first, but after trying it for a while, I found that it seemed to be just an electric car with a slightly faster speed, more than 200 kilometers per hour, and the rest was not difficult.

Having said that, they were still in the city after all, so he didn't go crazy and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, but maintained a just right speed.

However, the uncle named Yamazaki recommended a place to him meaningfully before leaving, so that he could have some time to break in the car.

I checked online and found out that it was a highway outside Tokyo. The road surface was flat, wide, and had big curves...so there were often bikers racing on this road.

Uncle, you have something to know about this kind of thing!

It was a tempting proposal, but for Lin Qiaolai, at least not now.