Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Yagami Soichiro went crazy. He returned to the headquarters with a gun and shot people at random. Until the only man at the scene survived because his girlfriend sacrificed herself to block the bullet, and after all the others were dead, he shot himself."

The man raised his notebook with malice, showing the fateful verse to the master and servant opposite him.

"Perhaps there are humans who are not controlled by the Death Note. As for the bullet, do you have any solution?"

Even though Mori Tsukisa and Nagini were "special" humans who were not controlled by the Death Note, Light Yagami had woven a unique way of death for them - being shot by their father. Of the four people present, three died and one was injured, and he was saved by Misa Amane...

Then, erase all information about the Death Note from surveillance and headquarters.

Everything is over.

"Is it really okay to treat your girlfriend like this?"

"I'm fine. Yue...will live well, right?" Misa Misa didn't care that she was destined to die. She held her lover's hand, her heart and eyes full of him: "Mr. Soichiro will die. Yue, why did you write your father's name?"

Ah, becoming a god always requires some price, Haisha.

Light Yagami stroked the girl's hair and kissed her forehead gently.

This is the final kiss goodbye.

"Thank you, Misa."

——I will take your lives well and use them to ascend to the throne of God step by step.

——I am the god of the new world.

Light Yagami held the face of the woman who was looking up with eyes downcast, and who was ready to accept death. A smile gradually spread across her face.

The corners of his lips curled up wider and wider, and finally turned into a wild laugh.

“Hahahahaha!! I won! I won…!!”

"What detectives, what criminal police department! This world belongs to the new gods!"

After being pushed away, Misa Amane picked up her bag with a faint smile and looked at the man who was walking into ecstasy.

moon…

This way you will be happy.

"No one can stop me! Mori Yuesa... do you think you are special? Being able to see the god of death and being immune to the Death Note... is this a gift?" Light Yagami tilted his face, and his originally handsome features suddenly became sinister and hideous.

"of course not!"

The demon stretched his arms out and leaned forward.

"It's me! It's me!! I'm the one who was blessed and chosen by God!!"

He kicked the swivel chair away with a bang, and spoke to the non-existent pilgrims crawling at his feet in all directions:

"I will lead mankind into a new world! Everyone will bow down and worship the god who brought them new life. Kira is a fictional phantom standing at the top of justice!" He grinned, his teeth were sharp and pointed: "Yagami Light, a real god sitting on the throne behind the phantom."

"bring it on…"

"Kneel before me!"

"Kneel down and worship the god who kills evil and upholds justice!"

Chapter 126 God Falls to Earth

To be honest, Light Yagami's performance did surprise Mori Yuesa.

I originally made a deal with L just to see a complete story with a beginning and an end and not too bad a ending, but I didn't expect this kid Light Yagami to jump out and say, "No, no, no, I have to elevate the ending," and then did a non-proprietary performance and recitation.

Mori Yuesha was pleased to a great extent.

The false gods want to change the world, while the real darlings just want to eat, drink, shop and sleep.

It's quite annoying, but you can learn from Light Yagami's style. Nagini imagined what Mori Tsukisa looked like: the cold and majestic queen wielding an icy whip, her slender and tight legs crossed, stretching straight into the snow, like a cup of hot milk poured into cold frost. She looked at herself kneeling on the ground indifferently, raised her feet...

Just just just just…

So exciting.

Nagini thought it was not something she could dwell on.

"Think about it carefully, it's okay."

...I'm half-hearted about everything I do, and it's not even dark yet.

"Hehe... Nana and Yuno have the same hobby." Yuno Agatsuma's 'little hobby' was developed thanks to Nagini's advice. To trace the matter back to the source, it was Nagini's insight...

Or it’s better for people of the same kind to help each other…

Hard to say.

"It's just... um, we don't separate."

What's the indivisible family?

"Master..." Nagini twisted Sen Yuesha's arm shyly. As her soft waist swayed like water, a refreshing scent penetrated into Sen Yuesha's limbs.

Vinegar snake, vinegar snake smells so good.

laugh.

Yagami Light: ...

It's not over, right?

Suddenly, the sound of leather shoes hitting the marble floor alerted the four people. The heavy footsteps came closer and closer, and stopped outside the gate.

The door was opened by an old hand with scars, and Soichiro Yagami walked in with a wooden face, carrying a silver suitcase.

He walked straight to the center of the hall without looking sideways, and looked deeply at Light Yagami. The middle-aged man, who looked very old, had disappointment, reluctance, and a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

"moon…"

Yagami Soichiro opened his mouth, but could not utter anything except a name. He looked at the child not far away, who had been his pride for many years, but now he was staring at the suitcase in his hand with a wicked smile.

moon…

You actually took this step...

Light Yagami and Misa Amane stood very close to each other, so that the woman could save him when the gunfire was flying. He stretched out his right hand to Soichiro Yagami.

"Do what you want...Father."

The low-pitched temptation was like the devil's mumbling, but all this did not happen in the abyss.

Soichiro Yagami didn't move at all, looking at his pride expressionlessly.

"Yue, don't make any more mistakes."

As soon as these words came out, Light Yagami's expression suddenly changed.

He moved his mouth, smiled stiffly, and stared at Yagami Soichiro's face, trying to read something from it: "What are you talking about, father..."

"Yue, we all know it."

Yagami Soichiro waved his hand with his head bowed in pain, and then, solemn police officers filed in from the door one after another...

Click.

He raised his gun and pointed it at Light Yagami and Misa Amane.

He caught a glimpse of a white figure flashing in the dark sea of ​​gunfire - a hunched man with his hands in his pockets, walking around a group of police officers, holding a black notebook in one hand.

The dead are resurrected.

"Yagami Light, Checkmate."

"No, that's not right... How is it possible?!"

"It's what you see." L unfolded the notebook and took a step forward calmly: "I wrote my name on the notebook, so the notebook will no longer work on me." After saying this, he showed an annoyed look: "It's just... I should have given up and left earlier."

That notebook...

Father…

So, what about your own book?

Light Yagami frantically tore open the notebook, revealing the simple texture inside.

"Yes, that one is fake."

L pouted at Misa Misa: "Ms. Misa needs to leave her bag with her agent during the shoot - I asked them to replace it, and it seems that Yue-san didn't notice it either."

So the thing about taking notes to the prison for serious criminals is also fake?

"You wouldn't have done it otherwise."

"It's really unexpected, using the god of death..."

At this point, both notebooks fell into the hands of the police.

Yagami Moon...

Your dream is about to end.

"Do not…"

"We have a lot of evidence about this notebook and your actions, and we will provide it to the court. After you and Misa Amane die, I will destroy these two notebooks." Looking at the man who has fallen into madness, L sighed: "Don't you realize that no one who uses this notebook will have a good ending. Light Yagami, becoming a god is just a dream of yours."

When the time came, Light Yagami no longer pretended.

He took off his gentle mask, revealing a ferocious look: "Isn't this a good idea?"

"There are too many shallow and ignorant people in this world. I am the only one who can lead humanity onto the right path with just a notebook, right? Didn't you see it too? The crime rate is constantly decreasing!!"

"I never thought about gaining benefits for myself. I am totally different from those bastards who impose their own ideas on the weak and gain benefits from them!!"

Listening to Light Yagami's screaming defense, L nodded his chin in distress: "Ah, actually I can still understand that you kill people for your own selfish desires... In fact, I think it's better that way."

"And you are just a poor fellow who lost to the power of the Shinigami and the Death Note, and mistakenly thought that you were going to become a god. A poor fellow, definitely not a god - this is neither peace nor justice. The act of killing people in the name of God... How is this different from a criminal?"

boom!

Gunshots were fired.

The man who tried to turn his watch and write on the paper on the dial did not escape the eyes of the detectives.

A bullet pierced his palm.

The promising son of the sheriff collapsed to the ground in agony, holding his bloody hand.

"I...I am right...I am just..."

He crawled slowly towards the back of the pillar, and the long trail of blood stretched farther and farther. The god who was once held up by the crowd was now crawling on the ground like a maggot.

Looking up, the familiar black color appeared again in my sight.

Just as it used to be.

"That's really ugly, Yue."

Luke flapped his wings, tossed and caught the red apple in his hand, and looked at the man crawling under his feet with a playful look.

A few months ago, he told himself his plan and the throne he was going to sit on with great enthusiasm. The scene was still vivid in his mind.

this story.

Interesting.

"Ryuk! Ryuk...save me!!"

"Kill them--Kill them!!"

"Don't you want to see my future? Don't you want to see what happens after I become a god?"

"That world will be more interesting and fun..."

“Ryuk——!!”

Ryuk yawned.

"I'm tired of it." He opened his notebook, wrote a line of names on a page, and then showed it to the man who was wriggling on the ground like a maggot.

"Yagami Moon"

The crooked black font sounded like a deadly laugh.