Chapter 9.3 The Interests of a Necrophiliac Killer
The Interests of a Necrophiliac Killer:
Boring.
There are just too many boring people in this world.
So many that I want to kill them all…
This person, and that person, they’re all incredibly shallow.
Why do these people still have the audacity to live in this world? Wouldn’t it be more valuable if they were all dead? At least they wouldn’t cause trouble for anyone, nor would they be a burden to this world, wouldn’t they?
Moreover… dead people are always so much better than the living, hehehe…
But, some people just insist on showing up uninvited…
Shortly after getting off the car and walking a few steps into the school gate, a man of decent appearance fell into step behind me. I knew what he was going to do because I’d encountered the same situation countless times already.
“Classmate Ji Lianbing! Uh! I like you! Please go out with me!”
Like this person whose name I don’t even know, why would he come to confess his love to me? We haven’t even interacted, haven’t even spoken, and yet he comes to confess. Is it simply because my appearance fits his taste? To only follow instinct, like a beast, seeking a beautiful female, what difference is there between that and an animal?
It’s not that I dislike this behavior of pursuing others based on appearance, but I believe appearance isn’t the main component constituting ‘love,’ at most it’s just one of the non-essential conditions for ‘liking.’
“Sorry… you’re not my type…”
After I said this indirectly, this person seemed to lose all hope and lowered his head dejectedly.
Similar scenes happen every week.
It’s so boring… But, this person’s ‘shell’ is actually quite good. If he were dead, he could even be used as a footrest. However, he’s not quite at the level where he could become my collection.
Only those people with a special scent are qualified to be my collection.
I can smell the ‘scent’ on everyone.
It’s not referring to a specific smell, but a more special kind of scent.
To explain it more specifically, I can’t describe it very clearly, but this scent allows me to distinguish whether that person is different from the norm, meaning an ‘anomaly,’ or… whether they are ‘interesting.’
And it’s rare to see even a few such anomalous people on a daily basis, while those mediocre individuals simply can’t pique my interest at all.
But last semester, this situation underwent a drastic change.
I entered a special class, and this class was interesting.
Everyone in the class emanated a special scent. Yes, this class possessed the ‘abnormal’ situation of ‘all being anomalies,’ and even the homeroom teacher Xiaozhen Ke was an anomaly without exception.
Only Class 2-2 was special.
Although I don’t know why such a situation occurred, but, hmmph… such a situation is just what I wanted!
The remaining half of my high school life will become the most precious memory of my life… I have this premonition.
Based on my observations over the past six months and the results of my investigation commissioned to the maids, I have basically figured out most people’s anomalies… but I haven’t delved into these anomalies yet. After all, some anomalies even feel dangerous to me, so I need to choose carefully.
Walking into the classroom, some people greeted me, and I politely returned their greetings. Another thing that made me feel comfortable in this class was that most people didn’t pay too much attention to me and could interact with me normally. Unlike my previous class, the entire class would fall silent the moment I entered.
Perhaps, in their eyes, I am not even worth mentioning… Hehehe…
After walking to my seat and sitting down, the person next to me looked up and greeted me.
“Good morning, Lianbing.”
“Good day, classmate Lanhua.”
I sit on the far left of the last row, and the girl named Lanhua is sitting next to me.
She is one of the few people whose anomaly I haven’t figured out. But I can indeed smell her scent; she is undoubtedly a member of this class, a person with an anomaly.
And she is also one of the few girls I can talk to. Other females openly dislike me, perhaps they are jealous of me, or perhaps… they also sense my anomaly? Hehehe…
But Lanhua doesn’t reject me at all. Of course, this might be because her level of beauty is also top-tier, so she doesn’t feel inferior when facing me. And also… she might be after my position.
I just recently discovered it, Lanhua seems to be very attentive to the person sitting in front of me.
“What’s wrong? You keep looking at the classroom door, waiting for someone?”
“Ah? No…”
Although she denies it verbally, Lanhua keeps glancing at the classroom door. I’m sure the person she’s waiting for is the one sitting in front of me.
The person sitting in front of me is named Juncheng An, a very inconspicuous person.
He is the only one in this class whose scent I can’t detect.
Everyone else in this class has their own personality, traits, and even anomalies.
But Juncheng An does not.
He is just an ordinary person, perhaps a bit eccentric in personality, but not eccentric to the point of being an anomaly.
And unlike me, he was in the same class as these ‘anomalies’ in the first year.
It’s hard to believe how he managed to get along with these guys for a whole year without any incidents, and even without discovering any anomalies?
Is he too lucky, or too oblivious?
This kind of ‘personality-less’ person mixed into this class has, in turn, become a form of ‘personality.’
In this group full of weirdos, his existence is abrupt, incompatible with this place.
Like a little lamb mixed into a wolf pack, that must be why he ends up alone.
However, my interest in him is limited to that.
I really don’t understand why Lanhua cares so much about someone of that caliber… Should I say she has no taste?
It’s strange that Juncheng An arrived at school later than me today. He should be a punctual person, and today he’s going to be late?
He didn’t appear at the classroom door until the bell was about to ring.
“He’s here, classmate Lanhua.”
“What? Ah!”
Lanhua’s expression brightened when she saw him. Is this the expression of a girl in love? It’s truly easy to understand.
“Lianbing, you’re mistaken! I wasn’t waiting for him!”
“Hehe, I understand~”
I looked towards the classroom door with interest, wanting to see what expression Lanhua would have when he walked over…
But Juncheng An stood foolishly at the door, looking around at others with a look of shock, as if he had seen a ghost.
It wasn’t until Teacher Xiaozhen, whom he was blocking, called him several times that he snapped out of it and nervously walked into the classroom. It was like a little lamb that had been mingling with wolves finally realized that none of the surrounding creatures were its own kind, but rather big bad wolves that could devour it whole, causing him to be anxious and unsettled.
What? He also knows that everyone else in this class is an anomaly? Even for me, it took a whole semester to barely figure it out. He learned it all overnight? Or has he fallen into some kind of anomaly himself?
Just as I was wondering, he walked over. When he got within three or four meters of me… I smelled it.
His scent had changed.
Juncheng An had always been an ordinary person, a commoner unrelated to anomalies. But today, he had undergone a 180-degree transformation.
It was somewhat like turning from a green apple into a red apple, or from a little lamb into a big sheep.
In a word, it felt like ‘maturity.’
What in the world is going on?
What did he experience yesterday that caused such a degree of change overnight?
“Pfft!”
“…Hm?”
A dirty sound pulled my attention back to the front. I looked up to see Juncheng An, who had already walked in front of me.
Coincidentally, our eyes met.
I saw the confusion, shock, doubt, and… fear in his eyes.
Yes, it was fear… He’s afraid of me?
Heh…
I smiled, not a forced expression, but a smile that naturally appeared on my face.
He froze for a few seconds after seeing my smile, then hastily returned to his seat, even pulling his stool forward as if to distance himself from me…
And he was only stunned for a few seconds by my natural smile?
I take back my previous evaluation of Lanhua’s taste. This isn’t a lack of taste at all! It’s practically foresight, isn’t it?
Hehehehe…
I feel like things are about to get interesting.
