Chapter 20.02 Xue Qing and Sweep
The weight beside me disappeared.
The sky is… Black Street?
A part of the intelligent guys concealed their presence well.
When I passed by an electronics store, the TV in the display cabinet turned on by itself.
The person who appeared on it was Lanhua. I remembered Juncheng saying she seemed to have disappeared.
Now that she suddenly appeared, something must have happened.
I stopped and stood in front of the TV, listening to what she said.
“What… interesting. It was originally like this.”
In the corner of the screen, only a two-centimeter-long thin object was exposed.
That’s… me.
It was Juncheng’s finger.
Judging from the knuckles and fingerprints, it was his middle finger.
Why was it in that place?
Was Juncheng lying there sleeping?
The direction and curvature of the fingertip were very strange.
If there was a ‘shoulder’ supporting the arm, the angle of the finger could not be like that.
Only at that time could the fingertip be like that.
Lanhua just said she wanted to collect body parts.
Who did this?
I’m going to kill them.
Seriously.
They dismembered Juncheng even though they didn’t really want his body parts.
I wanted them so badly, but I held back.
I thought everyone could understand each other.
But there was a problem.
They couldn’t hold back.
Their minds were broken.
Filled with desire.
But I need to collect Juncheng’s body parts first.
This is the most important thing.
To make Juncheng complete—
“No…”
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My heart was pounding, thumping, thumping, thumping—
My heart was racing.
It was accelerating.
The sound was so loud I could hear it myself.
I shouldn’t be, but I got excited on my own.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, Juncheng.
I want you.
Want. Want. Want.
Your right hand.
I must have it.
I must obtain it.
The other parts are good too, but my favorite
is still the right hand.
I want to hold his right hand.
I want to be his right hand.
I’m sorry…
Even though Juncheng was already dismembered…
He gave me his finger and asked me to protect him.
But I didn’t protect him well, and Juncheng was killed.
I failed…
I’m sorry.
No matter how many times I apologize, I feel guilty.
And it’s useless.
My eyes became wet.
Is it raining? I looked up at the sky, but it wasn’t raining.
I reached out and touched my cheek, searching for the source of the water droplets.
It was my eyes.
They were flowing down.
Like a broken faucet, they flowed without stopping.
What a strange feeling—
A feeling I’d never had before.
I never felt this way, not even when I woke up and saw Mom’s right hand.
Is this… sadness?
There was a sound, I turned around.
Upon seeing me, she clearly panicked.
She came to me, half-knelt, and asked,
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“Juncheng—”
Death…
But I saw it, the thing in the maid’s arms.
a roundish thing carefully wrapped and held in her arms.
“Ah, this is Young Master Juncheng. Are you here for this as well?”
“Young Master Juncheng’s… head, if you insist.”
She carefully unwrapped the silk.
Revealing what was inside.
What I saw was a familiar face.
It made me unable to resist reaching out to touch it.
“Head, Juncheng’s.”
“Yes, I am holding Young Master Juncheng’s head.”
It still had body heat, and this cut surface wasn’t a cut.
It was strange, not like it was ‘severed,’ but as if it had always been this way.
“What’s going on?”
“Hmm? What are you referring to?”
“Juncheng… isn’t dead?”
Juncheng’s body was just separated.
In that case, it’s
still good.
The tears stopped.
The world created by Ji… doesn’t allow death. Even if you are cut into pieces, you won’t truly die—
“Ji Lianbing’s created world?”
I see.
I understand now.
This is Ji Lianbing’s created world, in order to hold this game.
They want to decide the winner and who Juncheng belongs to in this way.
Good idea.
No one will die.
“This is what I should do…”
“Aren’t you going to snatch it?”
I want to, but it’s inconvenient to carry.
I’ll come to get it later.
“It’s safer to leave it with you.”
“…Safer with me…”
The Ponytail Maid was a little moved and bowed to me.
I nodded and was about to leave when I felt a killing intent.
Annoying.
“Lend me a knife.”
“Ah, you want a knife?”
I do have many spare bladed weapons here, but they might all be a bit long.”
“You don’t have any short ones?”
Long ones are fine too.
But I’m not used to them.
A short dagger would be best.
“A throwing knife, of excellent quality… Although it’s a bit longer than the tanto you usually use—
this kodachi isn’t particularly long. Its quality and feel are excellent, is it okay?”
About half a meter long, a bit too long.
It’s a good kodachi.
I remember when she fought seriously, she used two swords.
She could hold her own against me, evenly matched.
She could probably protect Juncheng’s head without my help.
I drew the kodachi and tested its feel; it was quite good.
“While I was testing the kodachi, someone suddenly jumped out and danced with it. How cute! Haha, who are they targeting?”
While I was practicing with the sword, people emerged from the shadows one after another.
The street that was empty moments ago was now filled with people.
The person who spoke first looked foolish, with a long tongue.
“The body parts mentioned by that woman on the wind? It seems you’re the one who got the job done, you peasant maid.”
“Strategy, Juncheng is good, and you even have such cute maids… I’ll play with you later, but first, give me that head.”
“Unfortunately, the Head Maid did not issue an order that ‘Juncheng’s head can be held by them.'”
“…I understand. You’re like a boss character, right? If I want to get the head, I have to get past you.”
“Yes, if you wish to take Young Master Juncheng’s head, then…”
“Hahahaha, you should have said so! I can play with you later too—I’m already prepared to—”
“I’ll do it.”
This is also why I asked for a knife.
A young man in a hat laughed maniacally, holding his stomach with one hand and his face with the other.
“What are you, a runt, doing here! Kids like you can’t handle this. This dungeon is too difficult for you, you should level up a bit more—”
A very large Uncle came over and pressed the young man’s head.
“As expected of the Uncle from the Black Street faction. On the other hand, if you don’t even recognize the famous ‘White-Haired Witch’ from the assassin circles, it’s hard for people to—”
“Do you recognize me?”
Murderer?
Or a ghost?
Whichever it is.
“…That title really doesn’t suit you. I’ll call you little girl instead.”
“Little girl, most of the people gathered here know you, and they have a not-so-shallow relationship with you.”
My body’s condition is excellent.
Soul resonance, Oni.
In the original world, the soul Xun divided and gave to me was taken away by Xun, but not in this world.
Xun still divided half of her soul to me.
And she is even more powerful than before, a major—
She’s even a great Oni…
Transcendence beyond human limits, touching the realm of gods.
My hair not only turned white but also grew longer, which is inconvenient.
The reflection of the knife blade shone on my cheek.
Red patterns appeared around me.
Will Juncheng like this appearance?
There is no rule of death in this world.
I “cannot be killed.”
This way, Juncheng won’t be unhappy either.
Lost opportunity.
An excellent place.
Range—radius.
I could cut the horizontal end in two, I can cut everything.
The person in front was still standing, his lower body intact.
He was split into upper and lower halves, still looking bewildered.
“Exit now. N”
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