Chapter 122 The Final Deal
Under the collapsed ruins, unknown to anyone, there was a separated interrogation room. Horrifying torture instruments hung on the wall, each covered with black particles left by dried blood.
The walls are covered with scratches and grooves. I don’t know how many people have experienced the last period of their lives here, and how many people were lucky enough to leave this prison.
In the center of the room, Amuro Toru lowered his head, covered in filth, blood dripping from the back of his neck onto the rusty iron chain. His hands were tied tightly behind his back with iron chains, and then tied to an iron chair with a rough nylon rope. In the empty room, only Rum was leaning against the wall, quietly listening to Gin's phone call.
"Rum...let Bourbon go, or our Lord God will commit suicide. Tsk, what a hassle."
Hearing Gin's words on the phone, Rum said sarcastically, "You can't even act this well, Gin. The gentleman's trust in you is really in vain."
Gin seemed quite angry. He started to curse at Rum on the phone. But Rum's speech speed was much faster than Gin's. He cursed at Gin for more than ten non-repetitive sentences without any swear words. Before Gin could react, he hung up the phone without hesitation.
"One, two, all of them are trash... and you, Bourbon, you really wasted my trust."
Rum looked at the unconscious Amuro Toru in front of him, carefully checking everything from his hair to his trouser legs. Then, he raised the gun in his hand and smashed it on Amuro Toru's head. The force made Amuro Toru fall heavily to the ground with the chair, revealing his bloody forehead.
The violent impact caused Toru Amuro's eyelids to tremble slightly. He seemed to be awakened by the attack and was about to wake up in the next second.
"Although Gin said he would let you go, how could I let you go?" Rum stepped on Amuro Toru's shoulder and put the pistol against Amuro Toru's temples.
"Disgusting traitor, say goodbye to this world!"
Rum laughed wildly and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
Gunshots
The expected blood and gore did not happen.
Because what flew out of the gun were not bullets, but ribbons symbolizing celebration.
The ribbons fluttered on Toru Amuro's face, adding color to his pale face. He opened his pure purple-gray eyes and looked at Rum quietly.
Rum, who had done all this, smiled with satisfaction and put away the gun in his hand. "Good evening, nice to meet you."
"Mr. Kazaki Yayoi."
…
Amuro Toru, no, Kazukage Yayoi, sitting on the chair, stared at Rum motionlessly, examining each other's expression. But Rum still had the appearance of Jack Daniels, and the fake mask covered Rum's expression, so Kazukage Yayoi could not read Rum's thoughts.
He simply shook his hands and loosened the chains that bound him, "What do you want from me?"
The gun in Rum's hand was fake. He knew from the beginning that the Amuro Toru he came to see was not the real Amuro Toru. In other words, Rum predicted that after learning that Amuro Toru was arrested, he would choose to pretend to be Amuro Toru and fake his death to escape the organization's pursuit.
So Rum deliberately executed Amuro Toru here alone, it was intentional, he wanted to see me.
"Of course, I'm waiting for you here, hoping to reach a cooperation with you."
Hmm? Cooperation? This is really an unexpected development.
Kazukage Yayoi seemed to be about to say something but stopped himself. He tilted his head and looked at Rum in confusion.
"Yes, cooperation. I know that Karasuma Renya wants to kill you, and I know his plan. I also know that the reason you agreed to meet him is definitely because you want to kill him."
"It just so happens that I also want to kill Karasuma Renya. So, why can't we work together?"
Kazukage Yayoi did not answer whether it was possible or not. He was more concerned about another question, "So, why did you want to kill Karasuma Ren?"
Hearing this question, Rum's calm expression instantly turned gloomy, "Because he doesn't trust me! He would rather trust that idiot Gin, a picked-up dog!"
"He doesn't trust me and is always on guard against me. He orders me to work for him, but once I make a mistake, he will punish me and make my life worse than death. The remains of a god are not so easy to obtain. He controls our lives with them. And when he becomes a god, my life will definitely be even more difficult. So why don't I find someone else... oh no, find another god to turn to."
As Rum spoke, he regained his composure and turned back into his good self. "As for my plan... I know you lack energy, so you were forced to this point by them. In fact, Karasuma Renya divided your remains into five parts, which are held by him, me, Vermouth, Gin, and Chat Midoriya respectively."
"I can return my energy... which is your remains to you. Although you may not believe it, if Vermouth knew that she could exchange the remains for hers, she would also give hers."
"I know Chattergreen is dead. The Fire Spirit Cult incident was a big deal, and we have all heard about each other. Chattergreen's remains and energy are in your hands, right? As for Gin, he thinks he can threaten you, but it's actually Mr. Morobushi who is there, and that collar is of no use to Mr. Morobushi."
"So, you can get four-fifths of the energy right away. I don't know how much this is when you are in your best form, but Karasuma Renya only has one-fifth of the energy. You will definitely be able to beat him."
Rum straightened his collar and bowed respectfully, "Mr. He Jing, I just need you to kill Karasuma Renya and Gin after you become a god. That's the content of the cooperation. It's simple, right? You have a grudge against Karasuma Renya and Gin. Even if I don't tell you, you will probably do it."
But Kazukage Yayoi's expression didn't seem to be interested in this plan at all, he was frighteningly calm.
"So... Rum." Kazukage Yayoi said calmly, "If I kill you right here, do you have any means of resistance?"
He stretched out his hand, and a huge black sickle appeared in his hand. A huge murderous intent overflowed from Kazukage Yayoi's eyes, sweeping across the room like a cold wind. Following his movement of raising his eyes, a murderous intent that was enough to become tangible surrounded Rum.
"Rum, you know, I don't need to cooperate with you at all."
But Rum was not at all panicked by what Kazukage Yayoi said. He laughed and pointed at his heart, "Hahaha, you underestimate me. Since I knew you would replace Bourbon, why didn't I put some small things on the real Bourbon?"
He maliciously warned, “If I die, Bourbon will die with me.”
But Kazukage Yayoi completely ignored the threat and walked up to Rum with a blank expression, "Then I will cut off all your hands, feet and tongue, seal your limbs with fire, and cut off your ears with a knife. I will not kill you until the things on Mr. Amuro are taken off."
Hearing what Kazukage Yayoi said, Rum burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you are indeed a cold-hearted God. Your idea is terrifying enough. I am so scared that I can't sleep after hearing it."
"But unfortunately, my heart was replaced. If you want to take away my energy, you must take away my heart."
"That is to say, if you want to take the energy from me and don't intend to give me your heart in exchange, I will die. And poor Mr. Amuro will die with me. So your idea is impossible to achieve. After all, we humans are not a species that can survive without a heart."
"You choose."
"Will you cooperate with me and exchange our hearts, or will you just kill me and I will take poor Mr. Amuro away? I think my request is very simple and you have absolutely no reason to refuse me."
Seeing Rum's determined expression, Kazukage Yayoi said nothing.
Then, he raised his sickle high and said arrogantly: "It seems that you all have misjudged the importance of Mr. Amuro to me. Did I give you the illusion that I must save him?"
"Mr. Amuro, let him die. What does it have to do with me?"
Not only did Kazukage Yayoi have no intention of stopping, he even pressed forward step by step.
Seeing that the sickle had been raised to his head, Rum finally realized that Kazukage Yayoi was not bluffing. He took a step back in fear, "Wait, what? But you have been saving Bourbon all along. If, if he is not important, why did you send him off the ship alone when you were on the Victory?! You didn't care about anyone else at the time, but Bourbon! How could he not be important to you?"
"Is it possible that I just felt pity for the stray cats, not because I had to save them?" Kazukage Yayoi sneered, "It's a bit ridiculous to see that you really treat Mr. Amuro as a treasure to threaten me."
"What kind of novels have you read too much? Romance or fairy tales?"
"What a shame! This is a cruel reality. When facing strange gods, it is better to use less human logic."
Kazukage Yayoi narrowed his eyes, raised his sickle and swung it down fiercely, "Well, goodbye, Mr. Rum."
"Wait, wait a minute! We can still..."
Rum stared with his only eye, stepping back in fear, and raised his hands in vain to try to block the deadly attack.
Unfortunately, a black light flashed, and his body was split diagonally into two parts, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The blood splattered stickily on Yayoi Kazukage's white shoes, as if plum blossoms were embroidered on them.
He Jing Yayoi looked quietly at the corpse in front of him. The heart that was clearly split into two parts by the sickle was gradually repairing itself and was beating hard in the broken chest cavity, again and again.
It seemed that it was unwilling to let its life come to an end, and it was still beating hard. With each beat, the energy gathered further, and the familiar energy attracted Kazukage Yayoi, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand.
This is not the Sin Stone, it is his most important heart, the most important step in repairing his body. As long as he gets it back, even if he can't fight against the world line, it will be more than enough to just leave this world.
but……
His hand stopped less than a centimeter above his heart and did not move any further.
Kazukage Yayoi chuckled, "Has anyone ever told you that the fruits of victory that are too beautiful and easy are often not at the end of the play? You acted very well, should I give you the Best Actor Award?"
"Karasumaru Ren?"
As Kage Yayoi finished her words, the wounds on the corpse's chest slowly came together, and the wounds gradually healed from bottom to top, like a zipper being pulled up.
The fallen body stood up in an unscientific way and opened its eyes.
It was as if time for this body had gone back to before the sickle fell.
Karasuma Renya looked at Kazukage Yayoi with a gloomy expression.
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