Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

"strangeness?"

Roland, who paid great attention to time management, arrived at the store a little early. When he entered the lounge, he suddenly paused.

He frowned, a look of vigilance appeared on his face, and his sharp eyes looked around.

After a long while, Roland showed a confused expression after confirming that there was no one around except the store manager yawning behind the counter.

It was not known whether it was due to the increase in vitality and mental strength after becoming a Stand User, or the intuition brought by good luck, but Roland would occasionally feel a certain premonition.

And what he noticed just now was exactly this signal.

It wasn't the sense of danger that came from being targeted by a hunter, but a strange intuition that I was in trouble.

"Have you been entangled by some terrible guy?"

Roland didn't think any more and went into the lounge to start preparing for work.

Soon, before business hours started, the store manager kept his promise and brought in new people to reduce Roland's burden.

"Roland-kun, this is the new person who will be working with you starting today, Uryu Ryunosuke. Although Uryu-kun has some part-time work experience, you are his senior after all, so please take care of him in your future work."

"Hello, Senior Roland, I am Ryunosuke Uesugi, please give me your guidance."

"Please give me more advice."

Although he did not intend to attribute the previous encounter to an unrepeatable coincidence, Roland still showed a rather complicated expression when faced with this situation.

Although I have heard that Ryunosuke Uryu seems to regard his evil deeds as artistic creations and himself as an artist, apart from creating works, he earns his daily expenses by working part-time. He firmly sticks to his perverted identity as a serial killer and feels superior to robbers.

But seeing this scene in person, there is still a sense of absurdity. He clearly has the talent of a professional killer, but instead of going out into the other world to make a name for himself, he is content to stay in a convenience store and work honestly?

Is this what a psychopathic murderer would do?

After a brief conversation, Ryunosuke Uesugi wisely got back to work, leaving space for Roland and the store manager.

"How is it? Pretty good, right? I was a little surprised during the interview, but I didn't expect that although he was dressed a little fancy, Yu Sheng was actually very enthusiastic and very easy to get along with."

"I have no doubt about that. A few days ago, he lent me 100 yen to help me when I was in trouble."

"Yeah, I said that?"

The store manager patted his chest happily, "Yu Sheng-kun's personality is very suitable for Fuyuki City. Fuyuki was once famous for its simple folk customs. Oh, I'm so lucky to meet you two when I need to find someone."

Ignoring the manager who was still sighing, Roland lowered his eyes and moved his fingers impatiently. The nails on his hands, which had been neatly trimmed just yesterday, were now growing another centimeter at a slow and steady pace, like new buds.

Chapter 10: Death of a Murderer

Ryunosuke Uzumaki considers himself an artist.

He has an undying enthusiasm, an open-minded and optimistic attitude, as well as a strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge. The only thing that bothers him is the prejudice from society.

Because the art he pursued was death, he had an extraordinary enthusiasm for this aspect. Obviously, bloody and violent movies were always popular in the popular entertainment.

But wouldn’t you think that’s too monotonous? To peek at a fictional death from a safe perspective, and then use reason to conquer this miniaturized fear?

At a very young age, Ryunosuke Uesugi had an extraordinary sensitivity to the truth and falsity of death. No matter how much a fictional death was spread, he could not experience any pleasure.

Death is something that one can never experience while alive. Even if one tries to prolong the process as much as possible, it is too insignificant compared to the length of human life, which number exceeds six billion in the world.

In order to experience the essence of death firsthand, and to feel the pain and despair of the victim before his death, Ryunosuke Uesugi became a killer.

Nothing can better tell a person's story than when he or she brings death upon himself or herself. Compared to the millions of other dead people in the world who are simply classified into ruthless numbers, the death you bring upon yourself is valuable, it is creation, sublimation, it is the art of death.

However, until now, he has also fallen into the common distress of artists, which is the fading of passion.

Even though they had found a book from their ancestors that allegedly recorded the summoning of demons, after an experiment, they found that nothing happened, either because the formation was not completed or the spell was recited incorrectly.

But out of curiosity about the legend and trust in his ancestors, Uryu Ryunosuke still planned to stay until the summoning time recorded in the book was over before leaving Fuyuki City.

But as if God had blessed him, he met that person while he was scouting the area and taking a walk in the morning.

It seems like something is missing, as if it is isolated from society, indifferent to everything, maintaining self-discipline like a machine but not pursuing anything. This is really cool!

Ryunosuke Uesugi was very curious whether that person's inner qualities would be as outstanding as his outer appearance. He was also curious about what kind of experience such a person would have when facing death.

Is he like those people in the past who pretended to be cruel in order to die quickly, but ended up crying and begging for mercy frantically when a few more punishments were used?

Or, even when facing death, will this person look at everything in front of him with the same calm eyes as he does now, watching the coming of pain and despair?

When he thought of this, Ryunosuke Uesugi's desire to create grew rapidly.

So, he couldn't wait to send out the invitation.

"Senior Roland, do you want to go somewhere for a drink after get off work?"

The person being questioned did not respond. Roland casually leaned back in his chair, holding a nail clipper and slowly cleaning his nails. His expression was so focused that it looked as if he was not trimming his nails, but rather removing a bomb that could blow up the place at any time.

When the last complete nail was cut, he sighed with satisfaction and said, "No, I will go home directly after get off work without fail."

Then, as if he had anticipated it, the moment he finished cutting his nails, the manager shouted from outside the door that it was time to go home.

Only at this time did Roland reveal a faint smile on his face, then he stood up and left quickly.

"It's just one cup...Senior Roland!"

Ryunosuke Uesugi followed him out like a dog chasing a goddess, but Roland didn't even turn his head.

"Ah, so cold..."

Looking at Roland's departing back, Uryu Ryunosuke felt a little disappointed. The store manager next to him came over and said in a tone of someone who had experienced it, "You'll get used to it. Roland-kun has always been like that. He won't cause unnecessary trouble to others. In that case, we shouldn't expect too much from him."

"Is this the senior's philosophy of life? Cool!"

Ryunosuke Uesugi made up his mind that it was right to come here to work. This man has values ​​far superior to those of ordinary people.

He must get Roland!

Ryunosuke Uesugi made up his mind.

"How about it, Yu Sheng-kun, if you're free tonight, would you like to come out for a drink with me?"

"That's fine," Uryu Ryunosuke touched the back of his head embarrassedly, "but I'm free today. I left a lot of housework unfinished last night, so I have to clean it up today."

"Really? What a pity. Let's talk about it next time."

After the familiar greetings, Ryunosuke Uryu also left the convenience store.

And in the shadow of the corner, a pair of cold eyes were slowly staring at Ryunosuke Uryu who seemed to be harmless and humming a song leisurely.

Being targeted by a psychopathic murderer? Luckily I was one too, otherwise I would have really fallen into his trap.

Unlike Kotomine Kirei, Uryu Ryunosuke is now a dangerous time bomb. There will be no benefit in letting such a person around.

In order to live a peaceful life, this person must be eliminated.

With the help of Kira Yoshikage's experience, Roland followed behind Uryu Ryunosuke, keeping a distance that would not attract anyone's attention.

Not long after, the other party walked to a remote house, took out a bunch of keys, tried a few of them clumsily, and then opened the door.

"I am back!"

Like a wanderer who has just returned home, Uryu Ryunosuke spoke with enthusiasm.

But even the lights were not turned on, and no response came from the dim room. Ryunosuke Uesugi fumbled and turned on the switch, and a twisted thing consisting of two corpses stood in the middle of the living room.

"Ah, he was still alive in the morning..."

Seeing this scene, Ryunosuke Uesugi sighed with regret and began to prepare for the heavy cleaning work, erasing unnecessary traces of himself as an artist and leaving only the pure work itself. This was his philosophy of life that had kept him outside the French net for so long.

"Let's start by cleaning the tools," Ryunosuke Uehara muttered as he began to clean carefully. Then, he raised his head inadvertently and found that there was a tiny gap in the entrance door that should have been closed. A beautiful hand was pinching the other side of the door, preventing him from closing it completely.

Ryunosuke Uryu felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, with the chill rapidly spreading in his heart. He didn't even notice that he was being followed!

Because he only turned on the lights in the living room, the entrance hall was not receiving much light at this time, and it looked like a dark cave where wild beasts were lurking, which was daunting.

But Ryunosuke Uehara did not pause at all. He grabbed the blood-stained blade that he had just prepared to clean and rushed towards the entrance at high speed.

No matter who the person is, he must be dealt with. Compared to death, being locked up in prison and not being able to even wield props to create is much more terrifying to Ryunosuke Uesugi.

He was like his favorite cheetah. His seemingly weak body burst out with astonishing speed and rushed to the entrance in an instant. Then, like an artist he admired very much, he was ruthlessly strangled by fate.

An invisible yet real object tightly grasped his throat and lifted him up slowly. Ryunosuke Uesugi struggled helplessly, his face turning purple. The force was so great that clear five finger marks were left on his neck.

What's this?

No matter how wildly he swung the blade in his hand, he could not hurt the invisible monster. It was clearly only one hand, but it was able to lift a strong adult like me easily.

Who can control this monster?

Before losing consciousness, Ryunosuke Uryu opened his eyes wide frantically, trying to see the figure behind the slowly opening door.

Fortunately, the visitor did not try to hide his intentions. He spoke in the same cold and distant tone as when they first met.

"Hello, Yu Sheng-kun, I'm so sorry. I received your help a few days ago, and now I have to bother you again today."

Looking at Ryunosuke Uryuu who was lifted in the air as if on a gallows, Roland spoke slowly.

"But unlike last time, what I want to do to you this time is the same as what you want to do to me, so I guess you won't have any complaints."

Then, he ended the conversation with a smile, with no intention of listening to the other party's words at all. The Killer Queen also raised her other empty hand, and then, with a neat hand knife, she pierced Ryunosuke Uryu's heart.

Chapter 11: The Uninvited Command Spell

Watching Ryunosuke Uryu slowly slipping from the Killer Queen's arms and finally falling to the ground like a broken doll, Roland gently walked around him and took a look in the living room.

"It's such a tragic scene. If it gets out, it will probably be on the news. Although no one cares in the original book, who asked you to work in the store where I work?"

For Roland, whose mind had already become alienated, this scene that looked like the abyss of hell was somewhat disgusting. He gently walked around the corpse and saw what he wanted behind a sofa not far away.

It was a dried-up and incomplete magic circle. Judging from the traces, it seemed that the magic circle had to be interrupted because the dosage was not controlled well and there was not much fresh blood left.

If it wasn't for the purpose of completing this magic circle, based on Ryunosuke Uesugi's previous style, he would not have left the traces for so long.

After realizing this, Roland glanced around the magic circle and quickly picked up the unique ancient book. It was full of wormholes and had a personal binding, which looked like a personal note.

Roland flipped through it casually and unexpectedly discovered that large sections of text were in Chinese characters, but the content described Western magic.

It seems that the ancestors of the Yusheng family must have had a good status in the late Edo period, and they could even read Chinese. However, considering the other party's identity as a magician, this does not seem strange.

"It gives me an advantage."

After putting away the tattered ancient book, Roland turned around and came to Ryunosuke Uesugi again. He didn't know if it was because of his strong desire to survive that the other party was not dead yet.

He couldn't even utter complete words. His body instinctively wanted to take a deep breath, but his lungs could only spit out some blood foam, which looked very funny.

“It hurts… Ha, ha, so beautiful…”

There was an obvious look of joy on Ryunosuke Uesugi's face, even though his cramping muscles and spurting blood made him look like a devil.

But he felt only ecstasy.

He can command invisible evil spirits and be so indifferent to human death. There is no doubt that this is the companion he has been looking for!

The opponent who possesses supernatural powers has broken through the conventions of the world and can easily kill people in ways that ordinary people cannot do. If he can follow him and see his art, he will be willing to die even if he does.

You see, just in our first meeting, the other person made me realize the most beautiful death, hidden in my body, right?

Although his eyeballs had been dyed a blurry scarlet by the blood and his brain was completely unable to control his body, Ryunosuke Uryuu uttered his final whisper as if to prove something.

"Luo...Lan..."

Then, he raised his hand with difficulty, and when he was about to lose feeling, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his arm.

When the dying killer had what he desired, the Holy Grail faithfully performed his miracle.

“The Command Spell is so terrifying. It turns out that you are just a lucky person who was used to fill a vacancy…”

Roland glanced at the killer lying on the ground like mud, uttered cold words, and then, without hesitation, cut off his wrist with his substitute.

Although it is reasonable that if the magic circle is not fully drawn, it is impossible to summon the Heroic Spirit, but what if it happens? Roland knows that those who take the rules of the Holy Grail War seriously usually have a bad ending.

"By the way, although it seems that I shouldn't say such things in my current situation, it seems that there will be no chance later. I don't really want to owe others anything."

Roland took out a 500 yen coin and flicked it gently onto Ryunosuke Uryu, who had already lost consciousness and whose breathing was barely noticeable.

"keep the change."

After collecting the spoils, he gently closed the door of the entrance hall, burying the darkness inside and the murderer who had just found the meaning of life but fell from heaven to hell.

After walking a distance, without even the intention of looking back, the Killer Queen, who followed Roland closely, gently pressed her thumb.

"boom--!!!"

The explosion stirred up a storm, carrying terrifying light and heat that impacted everything around it, burning the house into ruins. The wind was so strong that it even made Roland's coat rustle.