Chapter 12: The Unexpected Arrival of Darkness

The eighth floor of the Mika General Hospital was quiet and bright. Only doctors and nurses stood at the door in groups of three or four. There were also two rows of bodyguards standing at the door of 801. Ando Yayoi knew without thinking that he would definitely not be able to get in. He took advantage of all the doctors going to 801 and quickly sneaked into the unattended duty room and put on a white coat. When he came out, the doctors in front had not even finished going in. Ando Yayoi ran two steps quickly, pretending to be a doctor from other floors who came late, and successfully mixed into the group of doctors and walked into 801 together.

Anton Yayoi glanced at the man on the bed, he didn't recognize him, then looked at the name tag at the head of the bed, it was a row of numbers, he didn't recognize him either. He quietly hid himself, stood behind the screen, and watched the doctors frantically trying to save the man in front of him. But they didn't save him completely, Anton Yayoi could already see the whole picture of the man's soul that was about to leave, which meant that the man would die in a moment.

The doctors, who knew nothing about this, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the data gradually stabilizing.

"This time the problem is not serious, the condition has improved, let the patient rest first, we will discuss and decide the next treatment plan." The most authoritative doctor looked at the pale, panting patient on the bed, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing, just gave a few instructions and left with everyone. The bodyguards still stood at the door faithfully, and no one noticed that one person was missing.

There was only one man in a suit left in the ward. He was young but serious. He tidied the quilt for the patient and sighed, "Master Xiaoxi, why don't you get the surgery? It's not a good idea to delay it like this."

Lord Konishi? Could this be Konishi Narimi? Ando Yayoi recalled the Konishi Narimi in his memory and the person on the bed in front of him. Although the person on the bed was older and more decadent, and the illness had changed his appearance, he could still vaguely see the similarity. Is this Konishi Narimi? Is he so lucky? Is the young man standing next to him Konishi Narimi's secretary?

Konishi Narimi weakly waved his hands to show his refusal, and said in a limping voice: "The success rate of taking out the bullet is less than 10%. There is no need to suffer this. I am... at the end of my life." Konishi Narimi sighed helplessly, and it sounded like he still missed the world, but he was just trapped by his illness.

When the secretary heard what Konishi Narimi said, tears were about to flow down his cheeks. He choked and said, "Master Konishi, you are a good person. Good people should not die so early. God is so unfair, so unfair..." The secretary was bullied in the workplace in his early years and was almost forced to commit suicide. Thanks to Konishi Narimi who helped him punish those relatives after he found out, his position and honor were preserved. From then on, the secretary was loyal to Konishi Narimi. Seeing that Konishi Narimi's life was over, he couldn't help but feel sad and almost speechless.

Seeing this, Konishi Chengji smiled bitterly. He tried hard to sit up, but in the end he could only succumb to the pain. He had to lie on the hospital bed and whispered to comfort people: "Good people are also human beings. Everyone will die. I should have died when the bullet hit my heart. It's a miracle that I have lived for a few more years. Ahem... and... a person's life span is not about length, but about weight. I must die a worthy death... Those mafia assassinations or frame-ups, I don't have many days left anyway. A politician died at the hands of the mafia, ahem, haha, I wonder if those high-level officials dare to turn a blind eye to the mafia problem."

Konishi Narimi has no family left. His father was killed while chasing a murderer, and his mother died of grief. He was a judge in the early days. Because he enforced the law impartially, he was hated and shot in the heart. He should have died at that time. He has been fighting for his life all these years. He hates that there are too many evils in this world, too many incompetent policemen, and too many indifferent politicians. He wants to use his death to try to ignite the stagnant pool of Japanese politics, so that they can wake up and see how rampant the dark organizations are.

Konishi Chengmi struggled to reach out to the secretary, who immediately squatted down and held Konishi Chengmi's hands. Konishi Chengmi stared into the secretary's eyes and said seriously, word by word, "You must remember, even if I die of a heart attack, you must tell the public that I died of an assassination, remember?" The secretary nodded with tears in her eyes and said, "I have already told the doctors, they know, don't worry."

Konishi Chengji heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his secretary say that. He smiled and lay back down. "Please arrange for me to be discharged from the hospital today. I can feel that I won't make it to the end of the campaign. I have a speech tomorrow and I have to attend it."

The secretary couldn't help but shed tears. He opened his mouth to say something, but finally nodded solemnly, "I understand, Master Xiaoxi, you should have a good rest." Then he wiped his tears and stood up as if nothing had happened. Since Master Xiaoxi had already chosen his own way back, it was not for him to comment. He could only stand there and quietly watch this great man go to destruction.

He was afraid that after Lord Konishi's death, Japan's last beacon would go out, so he would follow Lord Konishi's will and practice his path.

Konishi Narimi looked at the secretary with a determined face and showed a satisfied and loving smile, "Hashimoto, take care."

Hearing such parting words suddenly, Secretary Hashimoto was stunned. He looked at Konishi Narimi in shock. Seeing the other party's indifferent expression, he took a deep breath and smiled, "Goodbye, Konishi-sama." Then he made up his mind, pushed open the door of the ward, and whispered, "I hope your dream will come true." Then he went out without waiting for Konishi Narimi's reply. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to help but call the bodyguard at the door to come in and arrest the killer who had sneaked into the ward!

When he heard the secretary's footsteps going away, Konishi Chengji said softly, "Come out."

Unexpectedly, Yayoi Ando, ​​who had been completely exposed, walked out from behind the screen with a hesitant look on her face, "Are you Narimi Konishi?" Why is there a number instead of a name on the sign?

The person on the hospital bed was seen forcing himself to sit up, with a resolute and calm expression on his face, completely unlike the weak look he had just had.

"That's right." Konishi Chengji smiled with relief. "You should have heard it. You killed me, but it was part of my plan. I also want to thank you."

Yayoi Ando: It’s too complicated and I don’t really understand it.

"You may have misunderstood something. I'm not here to kill you, but you won't live for more than five minutes." Andong Yayoi looked up at the sky. Konishi Narimi's soul had already left his body and was unconsciously approaching him. Although if he didn't kill Konishi Narimi, the long-haired mafia man would kill him, but he never thought of taking Konishi Narimi's life.

He was unwilling to change the length of a person's lifeline at will. Moreover, if Konishi Narimi was not destined to die, many people would change their fate because of his death. At that time, the pressure exerted on him by the worldline would be more than a little bit. But now, Konishi Narimi had indeed reached the end of his lifeline, and he had no way to change it.

Hearing this, Xiaoxi Chengshi was stunned for a moment, and asked hesitantly: "What do you mean?"

"In 4 minutes and 20 seconds, you will die of a heart attack." Andong Yayoi said with certainty and a little joy. To be honest, he was a little happy that he didn't have to go through the trouble of changing bodies. The other party was destined to have this disaster. Not only did he not have to do anything, but he could also complete the task. What's more, he could also get the other party's powerful and warm soul. This was simply too wonderful.

Gin and Konishi Narimi's understanding in front of the monitor: Ando Yayoi took the drug and fell ill after 4 minutes and 20 seconds.

"There are still three minutes left. Do you have anything to say?" The warm soul in front of him began to call the necklace pendant on his neck. Thanatos felt an unprecedented comfort, which was different from the peace and stability brought to Him by the Mother of Night. It was more like the completeness of the soul and the completion of destiny. He knew what this meant.

The world needs balance, but as a god of darkness, He can only bring destruction and ruin, so the world needs a god to repair and create new things. And He is the only god in this world. The more energy He collects, the more creative authority the world will give Him. The soul in front of him can make up for His authority.

For such good people and good deeds, Thanatos didn't mind chatting with the other party. After all, as souls, few people could persist in chatting with him.

"Can you kill me? I mean, with a knife, with a gun, or with anything else. Just let me die heroically." At least like an assassination, rather than a miserable death from a heart attack.

Hearing this, An Dong Yayoi nodded: "I understand. I will treat you with the highest courtesy." The other party's soul was pure and powerful, which was rare in the world. He did not mind giving the other party a death at the level of a god, and then performed a gentleman's salute, "May the quiet night always be with you."

Hearing Andong Yayoi's response, Konishi Chengji smiled faintly: "Then I would like to thank you in advance, Mr. Killer. But light will always defeat darkness, and the eternal night will also usher in dawn. So even if you let the night accompany me forever, darkness will never always accompany this world."

Anton Yayoi gave an awkward but polite smile. He gradually felt that this sentence was particularly childish in this world, causing everyone who heard it to complain. He planned not to say it again next time.

"It's time." Andong Yayoi chose to ignore Konishi Narimi's answer and cut her finger. The golden blood floated in the air. The pressure brought by the divine blood caused all the machines in the room to malfunction instantly, and the air made a slight whine. Thanatos dragged out a huge black sickle from his soul.

"This is my highest courtesy to you."

Thanatos smeared the blood on the sickle, and the originally dark sickle burst into golden patterns, with layers of rose flowers wrapped around the handle. A complex black robe woven with dark silver lines also appeared on his body, and he looked like the god of death from ancient times to the present. Behind Thanatos, there was a bright river flowing, which was the Acheron River, one of the rivers of the underworld.

Thanatos cannot connect to the underworld. The River Styx is just the embodiment of his memory. It is used to cleanse and guide souls. Its current function is to help him cut off the other party's lifeline.

Konishi Chengji, who was smiling and ready to die, was stunned by the unscientific scene. His heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to fly out of his throat. The severe pain made a lot of black spots appear in front of his eyes. He covered his chest and curled up on the hospital bed. His ears were filled with explosion-like roars. His throat was dry as if sand and gravel were rubbing against each other, but he still squeezed out a breath from his teeth: "How could you do this!"

As he finished this sentence, he could feel that if he was not killed, he would die of a heart attack. His heart ached so much that he lost all feeling. The pain that had lasted for ten years was pulled out of his body, and he felt a comfort he had never felt before. He knew that this was just the last glimmer of life and the last rescue of his body before death.

Thanatos held Konishi Shigemi's lifeline for the last second, and stepped forward and raised the sickle high. A black light flashed, and Konishi Shigemi's body was cut from top to bottom by the sickle, leaving a huge cut. But he did not feel any pain, but instead felt an unprecedented relief, as if he had taken off all the burdens. He even vaguely saw his long-dead parents waiting for him in front of his bed.

If that was the case, if the other party was really the god of death, if he could really bring him eternal peace and let him return to the arms of his parents. Then, "Thank you..." Konishi Narimi smiled with relief. He was already very tired, and now it was his turn to rest.

Thanatos saw that the connection between the person in front of him and the world had been cut off by Him, and when his soul was about to dissipate, he used his divine blood to link Konishi Shigemi's soul and the pendant, connecting the other party's lifeline to the pendant. In this way, the other party's lifeline no longer changed with the world, but was transferred to His hands. In other words, now, if He wanted, He could continue to weave Konishi Shigemi's lifeline.

As the ownership of the lifeline changed, the sky seemed to realize that something different was happening, and suddenly a huge thunder sounded, covering up the alarm sounding in the ward.

When the pressure of the divine blood gradually dissipated and the sky cleared, the collar bomb that had lost its effect was easily removed by Yayoi Anton. He walked forward and closed the eyes of Konishi Narimi's body, whose expression remained smiling.

Good night, sweet dreams.