Unjust Anime, but with Death Note

"I don't know if he's asked for leave from his homeroom teacher. I'll have to check later."

"Hiratsuka-sensei, can you please leave me alone?"

"..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka's smile froze, and her hands, which had been waving meaninglessly in the air, fell helplessly. She sighed, "Yukinoshita, cheer up!"

After saying this, Hiratsuka Shizuka left decisively, handing the stage back to Yukinoshita. She knew that no one could talk to her at this moment; anyone would just want to vent their emotions, and once they had released all the negative emotions, everything would be fine.

With the previous experience in mind, Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't dare go too far. But she still gave Yukinoshita enough space to vent. She went outside and leaned against the wall. Sobu High School's construction quality was quite good; at least the soundproofing was good enough that only a rough hearing could be heard through the wall.

"Cry, Yukinoshita."

"Just cry it out."

Shizuka Hiratsuka closed her eyes, already imagining what kind of out-of-control emotions Yukino would show next when she was alone in a room.

The gleam in Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes had completely vanished, replaced by a calm madness. Her soul, her will, at this moment, was filled with the desire to kill.

Her guess might be right.

After being infected by Light Yagami, her life has long been inseparable from "Kira".

Life has been distorted.

Even if Light Yagami's name is written in the notebook, even if he chooses to be deprived of his memory, it still cannot change the distorted status quo of his life. What has been done will not change because of Yukinoshita's final struggle.

Once she was Kira, she would be Kira for the rest of her life. She was Yukinoshita Yukino, and there was no escaping her!

I clearly haven’t remembered anything yet, but it seems like I remember everything.

She reached into her shoulder bag and pulled out the long-folded notebook, placing it on the table. The notebook was pressed tightly together, so tightly that there was no visible gap between the two pieces of paper.

It's simply... like an unspeakable demon king is sealed away.

Pandora's box.

Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly thought of this allusion.

Once this magic box is opened, all kinds of evil spirits proficient in chaos magic will run out from it to harm the world. As long as it is opened, even if it is closed in time, the whole world will be filled with all kinds of evil spirits released from the magic box in an instant and fall into chaos. Opening it means welcoming an unfortunate gift: disaster.

Yukinoshita Yukino has a vague premonition that once she opens this notebook, the world will undergo earth-shaking changes. This is Pandora's box, and she is the key!

I clearly don’t remember anything, but I still have this feeling. This is the guidance of fate!

If she is Pandora, then Kira is the god of death——!

Now, she is about to break the seal of the god of death!

'Open it? Here? Right now?'

'There's no need to hesitate any longer!'

If it was the Yukino from before, she might have hesitated, but now, she just wanted to drag this terrible world into a hell full of disasters.

Yukinoshita Yukino took a deep breath, clasped the edge of the notebook with her index finger and thumb, and exerted force with both hands at the same time, flipping open the perfectly folded notebook.

Even though it had been folded for so long, when I opened it again, it was still as new as new without a single scratch.

In the very center of the notebook, the words "Ya Shen Yue" were still written, and under the midday sun, they emitted a creepy black light!

"Uhhhhhh-!!!"

Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes turned white, she grabbed the edge of the notebook with both hands, raised her head at a forty-five degree angle and let out a shrill roar.

All the lost and distorted memories were playing in his mind at ten times the speed of a movie. All the forgotten and suppressed emotions were unsealed at this moment, erupting like a volcano.

This feeling was like that of a trained boxer or an ordinary person who had encountered an accident, who could see a moment as seconds or even minutes. Those long memories, the entanglement with Light Yagami, seemed long, but in fact it was not short.

For the current Yukinoshita Yukino, the memory and emotion are constantly stretched, causing a deep mental attack.

"Just write the person's real name in this notebook..."

"I am...Kira..."

"Execution..."

'Yakamitsuki...'

"Hey, Yukinoshita! How are you?!"

The shrill roar did not last long, but it still evoked the memories of Shizuka Hiratsuka who was hiding outside the door.

Shizuka Hiratsuka hastily pushed the door open, her eyes filled with concern. This shrill scream was truly unprecedented in her life. Even when she was a child and saw the Yakuza members cutting off their little fingers, she had never heard such a shrill scream.

"What happened? Self-harm?"

The moment she opened the door and saw Yukino, Shizuka Hiratsuka was stunned.

The expected scene of bloodshed and self-harm was not there. Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head. Her bangs drooped naturally in front of her forehead, and her entire face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly.

Eerie, terrifying, emitting an indescribable sense of evil and oppression. Yukinoshita Yukino sat there, clearly bathed in the midday sun, yet she looked like the emperor of darkness, a fierce god of death lurking in the shadows… Her very presence was an oppressive force that could neither be ignored nor escaped.

His fragile heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. At that moment, Hiratsuka stopped breathing.

Fortunately, it only lasted for a moment.

The next second, the tremendous pressure in the air disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Yukinoshita Yukino finally raised her head again, and this time, her eyes were seen clearly by Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Cold and deep, like the bottomless abyss of the human heart. This abyss swallowed up all the light that was cast into it. Where once there had been a glimmer of light in Yukino's eyes, now there was a hint of darkness.

"Yukinoshita...are you okay? Anyone would feel uncomfortable if they encountered such a thing..."

Only then did Shizuka Hiratsuka react.

She secretly blamed herself. She was a teacher! How could she have felt... fear for her own student in that moment? How outrageous.

"But that look just now was truly icy, as if it could kill someone at any moment."

"Hiratsuka-sensei."

"exist."

Somehow, Shizuka Hiratsuka subconsciously put herself in the role of a lower-ranking person, and her tone towards Yukinoshita Yukino involuntarily softened.

"I now……"

"It's truly the best I've ever felt."

Volume 1: 94 People never know whether they will die in the next second

"God Ebisu! Celebrating the success of this film!"

"Tons, tons, tons——"

As night falls, Tokyo becomes a place of lanterns and riddles.

In a nightclub in Ginza, Chuo Ward, Yoshitoki Masaki held up a bottle of champagne and sprayed the white foamy alcohol on the young model beside him.

It’s so refreshing and spicy——!

Because of his excellent shooting techniques and brilliant script structure, the films he shot behind Onoue Nami's back sold out immediately after they were released, and they are very popular online. His personal social media platform is already full of voices requesting a sequel.

People's desire for money and fame is insatiable, just like the rolling stones on a mountain, once they start, they can never stop, unless these stones were originally at the bottom of the valley.

What's so abominable is that that foolish woman actually chose to commit suicide. Wasn't it all just selling the video of them having sex? What's so shameful about that? It's not like he refused to give her a share of the money. Even though it was done without permission, isn't it a bit extreme to choose suicide without saying a word?

You have to know that in the past few years of economic downturn, the officials in the Cabinet Office have introduced many policies to stimulate economic development.

One of them is this: in order to align with international standards, on April 1st of this year, Japan's new civil code lowered the adult age from 20 to 18. But why is this bill said to stimulate economic development?

Because the legal age of adulthood has been lowered, more women who are short of money and secretly engaged in the "daddy work" industry can openly join the industry. Even though they are only in their second year of high school, they can enjoy a material life that their peers cannot enjoy. This is really cool!

They usually don't save the money they get but choose to spend it recklessly. The money used to buy these films will bring in considerable tax revenue. It can be said that apart from the impact on public order and morality, it is almost a win-win-win situation.

However, it can be said that those who understand Japan's public order and good order understand it, and those who don't understand it have also heard of it.

Japan is very tolerant of the idea of ​​prostitution, and engaging in this industry is legal. From top university graduates and the only daughters of musical families to ordinary women, a large number of women are involved in this industry. Some do it simply for pleasure, some to retaliate against the high-pressure control of their parents or families, some to make money to satisfy their own distorted consumer values, and some to earn money to support male PRs...

Yukinoshita Yukino, after all, is a perfect heroine, a living, breathing image of a cultural masterpiece. Breaking through this cultural filter reveals that perversion is ingrained in the Japanese, both men and women. She embodies the common fantasy of the "perfect woman," the more she lacks something, the more she needs it, a beautiful embodiment of the ordinary person's fantasies and hopes.

There are many reasons, but the prevailing trend is that there are a lot of girls who choose to become prostitutes at the slightest disagreement. It is under this distorted and morbid worldly concept that Masaki Yoshitoki finds that stupid woman unreasonable.

He really liked her, but money is more important than love. She just lost her life, but Masaki Yoshitoki was cuckolded by everyone who saw this movie!

It is unreasonable!

But Masaki Yoshitoki also knew that his success was inseparable from that woman. He wanted to build that woman into a big personal IP! He couldn't live without her! Just like the photographer of Ouwan Sister couldn't live without Ouwan Sister, otherwise, even the most brilliant creativity and shooting techniques would be useless.

But now that she is dead, her future film career will be devastated.

Masaki Yoshitoki's solution was to discover that the woman had a younger sister who depended on him for everything. He'd met her a few times, and they looked about 80% similar, which had often made Masaki Yoshitoki fantasize about having both sisters. Although, given their temperaments, the difference between one mature and the other innocent was still easily noticeable to the audience, but... dressing up and applying makeup wouldn't necessarily work. It was just a meal replacement movie.

Although I am still in my second year of high school, the adult law that was revised in April makes me the perfect age for adulthood.

But that woman died right in front of Onoe Nami, making things incredibly difficult. But this is a business, so no matter how difficult it is, it has to be done. Whether it's through coercion or bribery, direct drugging, or even forging an IOU from her sister, threatening to force her to pay the debt... he's got this deal! Even Kira can't stop him!

The guests were toasting each other and having fun.

Champagne is everywhere, and there is wine and meat everywhere.

But at this moment, an uninvited guest came outside the door.

Okita Hideyoshi, who was still at the scene in the morning to liaise with the Public Security Anti-Demon Section 4, pushed open the door and walked in with a dark face. Seeing that his expression was a little strange, Masaki Yoshitoki clapped his hands and dismissed the hostess and subordinates next to him.

With a lewd smile on his face, he hooked his arm around Okita Hideyoshi's shoulder.

"Okita, how's the matter going with the request I made to you?"

The two of them were close friends who shared the same interests when they were classmates in high school. Because Okita Hideyoshi had connections, he embarked on the path of becoming a corrupt police officer, selling information to various yakuza groups and cults, and providing convenience for various gray businessmen. He would do anything as long as he was paid.

Masaki Yoshitoki, relying on his handsome face, actively joined the adult entertainment circle and used the same method to deceive many decent women into joining the adult entertainment industry. Those decent women agreed reluctantly, but they had never encountered such a difficult situation as the one they were facing now.

"how's it going?!"

Okita Eiji obviously had no intention of giving Masaki Yoshitoki a good face. With a dark face, he shouted sternly: "Do you like to die?!"

This look was a perfect imitation of the way Hayakawa Aki had scolded him that morning, which frightened Masaki Yoshitoki so much that he was stunned. "That's right, how can someone like you change? Ah? You won't change, and you'll only die!"

"No, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?" Masaki Yoshitoki thought he was just in a bad mood and rubbed his fingers together. "If it's about money, we can still discuss it. After all, if the police really take this case for investigation, it will still be very troublesome for me. So, you deserve some credit for the film's success, Okita!"

"Still paying for money! Do you know we're in trouble?"

Hearing that Masaki Yoshitoki was still talking about money, Okita Eiyoshi grew even more furious. He regretted it all the time. If he could turn back time, he would never have gotten involved in this mess. He had thought it was simply a matter of blocking the escape route for an ordinary high school girl, forcing her into selling pornography, but he had never imagined it would lead to such a big problem.

This caused the public security personnel to have a grudge against him, and Kira also targeted him.

The first thing he did the moment he returned to the police station from Sobu High School that morning was to search for related terms online. He was so frightened that he almost felt like his heart was about to burst and his penis was about to shrink.

The bloody accusation was uploaded to the Internet by students from Sobu High School.

Denunciation, denunciation, and damn denunciation!

Dozens of condemnations and petitions erupted in a single second, nearly drowning out Okita Hideyoshi's vision. Malice washed over him like a tsunami. Fortunately, he wasn't the primary target of the attack; the most concentrated condemnation was directed at Masaki Yoshitoki.

The criticism fell into three main categories. The first was directed at the ringleader, Masaki Yoshitoki, with commentators even suggesting even more vicious executions than self-immolation, ready for Kira to use. The second, less vocal group, was directed at the police officer who ignored the case, specifically Okita Hideyoshi. However, since Kurosawa Kusa was executed just one day ago, many onlookers were still curious about whether Kira would continue to kill police officers.

The third category denounced them themselves. They denounced the rotten people who chose to make dirty jokes when Onoue Nami asked for help. They also repeatedly requested on government message boards that these people be arrested and that real-name registration be implemented online...

Perhaps this is the internet: you can never trust people's kindness, but you can trust their malice. Human nature has its evil, and in an unfettered, lawless place, evil can run rampant, but kindness requires constant exploration within one's heart, painstaking effort...

That evil was murder. They could refuse to save people and not let Onoe Nami live, but they couldn't let Okita Eiyoshi live with them. As long as there was a dead person, as long as there was blood, they could swallow this bun.

The death of Onoe Nami not only added fuel to the fire in the hearts of kind people, but also opened the shackles that sealed the malice in people's hearts.

Fortunately, these outcries didn't expose his name. Instead, Masaki Yoshitoki's name was prominently displayed on the public screen. Given Kira's style and the way things were going, his old classmate was likely doomed.

so--

He, Okita Hideyoshi, came here to redeem himself, to prove that he was a "gray" policeman before Kira took action. As long as he was gray, he would not be killed.

Okita Hideyoshi was terrified that if he didn't do anything at this critical juncture, Kira would lash out at him, killing him as a lesser villain while only executing the main culprit. Furthermore, the online voices were growing louder, seemingly conducting a human flesh search on the police. He had to take some self-preservation measures before they could find him.

"Trouble?" Masaki Yoshitoki was stunned. His cunning eyes turned and he asked tentatively, "You mean... we have to pay our respects to the people above us as well?"

Okita Hideyoshi remained unmoved.

Masaki Yoshitoki probed further: "Or is it that that little bitch Onoe Nami has found some connections and wants to sue us?"

Okita Hideyoshi shook his head again: "I've given you a hint. People like you won't change unless you die."

"Huh? You mean someone wants to kill me? Are you kidding me? This is a society ruled by law. Does Onoe Nami have that ability?"