Chapter 240 I’m Curious
Fukada Akihiko still left.
After all, even though the relationship between the two had reached a very close level, it was not appropriate for an adult man to stay at a girl’s house so late.
He had been momentarily dazed by the extremely complex information that Kurokawa Iori had mentioned, and without thinking too much, he had rushed to the girl’s home.
But at that very moment, seeing the emotions and the incredibly stubborn gaze displayed by the girl he had always regarded as his own daughter, Fukada Akihiko realized that this girl, who was usually silent and unwilling to interact with others, actually understood more than anyone else in her heart.
In retrospect, his so-called playacting with the girl at that time was nothing more than self-deception.
“I’m such a terrible elder, Masato.”
Gently extinguishing the cigarette butt in his hand, Fukada Akihiko raised his head, looked at the faint light slowly rising at the end of the distant sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured to himself.
The girl’s thoughts were not difficult to understand, or rather, she just saw through it more clearly than those people in this world who were unknowingly blinded within the circles constructed by those in power. But in the end, it was his own failure. He couldn’t even get the girl out of the shadow of losing her parents, let alone give Kazumi the peaceful life he had imagined.
Destruction is always much easier than protection.
The real world is not an anime or a novel. There are no civilians strong enough to survive being hit by a giant rock, nor are there cross-dimensional construction teams efficient enough to repair themselves overnight. Except for slightly more efficient use of abilities, it generally follows the laws of world development.
The existence of heroes cannot be perfect. Although the media lauded and praised their great achievements, as his old adversary, he knew very well how many civilians had died in various collateral damages.
Heroes cannot protect everyone.
But so what?
Fukada Akihiko did not want to care too much about such right and wrong. Even the organization’s great plan that could subvert the entire world was not worth thinking about too much in his opinion.
Having lived a muddled life, he probably should have ended this sinful life long ago.
And now, his only thought was to fulfill his friend’s last wish and repay the kindness of the leader [Shadow] to him.
“Is it just to survive?”
He raised his hand and put the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him. Fukada Akihiko turned and glanced at the building in the distance, which was slowly shedding its black overcoat in the morning sunlight. He sighed softly, turned around, and walked into the shadows beside him.
…
At the same time, in the girl’s bedroom.
The girl, who should have been asleep, had no intention of sleeping at all. She leaned listlessly against the large white cushion on the bed, her hand reaching out of the bed to constantly stroke Little Black’s bare head.
“Hey, Little Black, do you think I’m telling the truth or lying?”
Unable to help herself, the girl rolled twice on the soft body of the corpse maggot mother behind her and asked Little Black a question out of boredom.
However, even though Little Black’s intelligence had improved due to its elite evolution, it was still too difficult for him to answer such a complex question from the girl.
The ghoul, covered in dense and disgusting teeth, raised its head in confusion, then replied with a strange roar, and then lay back down in its original position like a obedient big dog, closed its eyes again, and enjoyed the girl’s gentle petting.
“Ah, no one can answer me!”
The girl kicked Little Black on the ground with dissatisfaction, sat up irritably, hugged half of Big White’s body into her arms, and stared absent-mindedly at the faintly glowing curtains.
Fukada Akihiko’s arrival was somewhat unexpected, but it was within the girl’s expectations. Even what Kazumi had said before was something she had been prepared for a long time ago.
But now, she also found it difficult to fall asleep due to the insecurity caused by her flawless “performance” earlier.
This was not the first time the girl had experienced such a feeling. When she was with Sato Shinichi, that strange feeling was exactly the same as what she felt now.
Originally, in Kazumi’s plan, when her parents were brought up, she should have had a hysterical emotional outburst, preferably with tears and accusations. In that case, Uncle Fukada, who cared about her, would not have been able to find any reason to blame her.
But when she actually said those words, the deep despair and resentment in her heart were expressed in the way the girl was best at.
Perhaps this was the true feeling of Kiyomizu Kazumi towards her parents. The girl, who had been abandoned since childhood, had never enjoyed the true love of her parents. Now, a person who claimed to be a close friend of her parents appeared, lecturing her about how her parents loved her and hoped she would live a happy life.
It was truly laughable.
As an adult, Su Jun could probably understand the hardships of his parents that they had to do this. But such emotions and reactions were what Kiyomizu Kazumi, a girl who had been experiencing darkness all along, should have, right?
And this was why Kazumi had always been thinking.
If that was the case, was what she was doing now what Su Jun wanted, or what Kiyomizu Kazumi wanted?
What Kiyomizu Kazumi wanted seemed very simple: to walk hand in hand with the ray of sunlight that had shone into her heart. But what Su Jun, the outsider, wanted seemed to be not so simple.
From the initial hesitation and unease when transmigrating, to the urgent need for strength and protection after recognizing the nature of the world, and now the reflection caused by the difference between the two consciousnesses,
Kazumi herself seemed to be a selfish opportunist from the very beginning, a petty person suited to live in this dark world.
Perhaps it was the influence of her abilities? Or perhaps it was the darkness that already existed in the girl’s heart. To all of this, the girl’s heart did not feel the slightest resistance. In fact, she somewhat enjoyed the desire to control others’ lives.
As for whether it was Su Jun or Kiyomizu Kazumi?
She would think about it when she had enough ability to contemplate such issues!
Kicking Little Black, who was pretending to be dead beside her, Kazumi, who had temporarily figured things out, decided to get a little more sleep before dawn. She gave Little Black the command to enter her body, withdrew her outstretched foot, rolled over, hugged Big White beside her, and closed her eyes gently.
But soon, the girl seemed to have thought of something and opened her eyes again. Her jet-black eyes were filled with a trace of confusion. Fukada Akihiko’s parting instructions echoed in her ears again.
“Wait, what did he mean by telling me to pay attention to [Shell]?”
