"Oh, you can't say I'm in cahoots with those criminals, right?" He snorted, "At the critical moment, I'm still the Kid-sama."
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21:00:10
On the rooftop not far from the building, a silver-haired killer wearing a black hat held the button of the detonator in his hand. He looked at the time, made an impatient "tick" sound, and continued to wait with his hands on his chest. His high boots tapped on the concrete floor, following the "tick" and "tick" rhythm of the second hand.
"What a hassle... still not knocking?" Gin muttered, "Could that guy be up to something again?"
At this time, Tetsuya Kamiya, who was performing a one-man show on the stage, was even more upset. He almost said something like "Whatever the explosion is, just jump!" which would have caused the forum to freeze.
I knew he was counting the seconds until the hour, with a beautiful smile on his face, ready to start bungee jumping - but in the end, not only was there no bell, but even the sound of the horn at the bottom of the building was gone.
Tetsuya Kamiya: "???"
Wrong? Where is the clock you said there must be?
Do you think I'm stupid?
It's like when the game is suddenly paused during the commentary, the players can take a break for a while, but the commentator is racking his brains to come up with nonsense. The blankness is a great test of the ability to respond spontaneously.
Tetsuya Kamiya never expected such a bizarre thing that the bell would not ring. He even said that everyone on the red team and the forum thought that the bell would ring on time.
Then it just stopped ringing...
Kamiya Tetsuya's face was very stiff. He was now glad that he didn't say the phrase "watching the fireworks", otherwise he would have been socially frustrated!
I have started to move into a three-bedroom and one-living room apartment!
He looked at the original body that looked very confused because most of its spirit was taken away, and suddenly wanted to recover its soul on the spot.
Let’s put it on rotten, two of them and one of them is rotten!
Seeing that Tetsuya Kamiya had completely gone on strike, the forum quickly slid over, popping up on the screen like crazy, like spam ads on a phone, extremely annoying, and the countdown on it kept jumping, telling him that this time it was really the last minute.
No matter how furious he was inside and how passionately he cursed the old thief, Kamiya Tetsuya still managed to keep a straight face thanks to his years of experience with facial paralysis and did not fail on the spot.
After taking a deep breath, he could only continue editing.
It might seem silly to have Angus talking all the time, but what on earth could the two of them be talking about? Was he really going to do the same old “how are you? fihink you” thing?
Fortunately, the Red Team seems to have given up on healing, even though there is no bell ringing, they can't get here in time.
Let's make it up. At worst, we can just pretend that Kamiya Tetsuya fainted and let Angus hold him and dance.
Tetsuya Kamiya began to build up his emotions, and this time, it naturally brought a hint of sadness.
Ah~ Let’s finish it quickly!
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"It seems like the time is almost up."
The cold wind blowing from the terrace mixed with the cool moonlight falling from the night sky. Kamiya Tetsuya was half exposed, looking as thin as a teenager, but without any vitality, and one foot had already stepped on the edge of the abyss.
Angus held his hand, standing very close to him. His black hair was blown by the night wind, and occasionally one or two strands of it got tangled with Kamiya Tetsuya's white hair, like two twin butterflies entangled with each other.
The light and shadow divide the picture beautifully, even a little gently, but the surrounding black is so dark that it seems to be able to directly swallow up the white.
Angus paused after saying this. He looked at the other party, as if praying for a response from Kamiya Tetsuya, and even his eyes were filled with slightly complicated emotions.
Did he say "I'm sorry" because he didn't want the last exchange between the two of them to come to a halt? Or did he regret it?
In the hall, Fūya Rei sat on the floor, staring blankly at the high-definition screen. At this moment, he somewhat hated the high definition of the equipment used by the Suzuki Group.
A camera specially designed to capture moving objects was suspended in the air, capturing the two people clearly.
He saw Angus say "time is almost up", and his face twisted for a moment, as if he was unwilling to reach such an outcome.
In front of him, Tetsuya Kamiya, who just said "I'm sorry" and fell into silence, looked even worse.
The white-haired young man was covered in blood, and blood dripped from the tips of his tightly clenched fingers, like withered rose petals, lightly sliding across the edge of the stage and falling. The collision of red and white was too bright, like fire burning in the snow.
This made him look even more aggressive, but this aggressiveness was suppressed by the fatigue between his brows, like a volcano that had erupted, leaving only a pile of ashes.
He seemed to be accustomed to his own wolfish appearance. Even though the feeling of blood sliding on his skin was uncomfortable, he had no desire to wipe it off or get rid of it.
The pair of golden eyes that had lost focus looked at Angus, and seemed to be looking through Angus at the void behind him, at the fireworks that were about to explode and turn into stars.
If it weren't for the wheezing movements caused by coughing, Kamiya Tetsuya would have been like a puppet that had lost its soul, as if all his perceptions had escaped to the other side in advance, leaving Angus no chance to grasp them.
In short, no response was given.
Angus became very angry.
Anyone with a little observation and knowledge of psychology could see the meaning of "anger" from his face, but no one knew why.
Isn't this his own fault? Even after being hypnotized, Kamiya Tetsu's attitude can be considered extremely docile.
Furiya Rei watched this scene quietly, with a myriad of thoughts running through his mind.
He didn't think about why the bomb didn't explode or why the bell didn't ring. Just watching this scene, he felt a tragic resonance with Angus.
Kamiya Tetsuya is like the wind that cannot be caught, a bird that will never land. Any existence that tries to make him stay will only end up with blood and pain.
Angus couldn't keep him, and neither could Rei Furuya. Although the two had different feelings, they ended up in the same place.
21:00:20
After nearly ten seconds of silence, Angus released Tetsuya Kamiya's right hand, untied his scarf with one hand, and wrapped it around Tetsuya Kamiya's neck, covering the horrible black wound and revealing the scar on his own neck.
The deep wounds around his neck were obvious results of being slashed by a sharp weapon and escaping death. They were also the cause of Angus's hoarse voice.
“This is…!” Those who were watching the surveillance and didn’t understand the situation couldn’t help but show shocked expressions.
If you compare carefully, you can immediately find that the wound on Angus's neck is exactly the same thickness as the collar that was worn by Tetsuya Kamiya at the time.
This is another fact that is connected in series.
Especially Rei Furuya, who had seen Tetsuya Kamiya use piano strings before, thought more.
He still remembered that when he went to Tetsuya Kamiya's apartment, the latter used a piano wire to cut off a section of Gin's hair. The proficiency with which he used the mechanism was enough to prove that it was the weapon that Tetsuya Kamiya was most familiar with.
And the thickness of the piano wire, transformed into a scar, also matches that thickness.
Fūya Reiichi wanted to laugh for a moment and laughed out loud.
He now felt that he was completely different from Angus. He had never seen anyone with such twisted emotions - or maybe he wasn't even a human being.
I guess Tetsuya Kamiya almost killed him with piano wire during that rebellion ten years ago?
With such a pure desire for revenge, he put on the appearance of love, wrapped himself in the most twisted black mud. In the end, not only did he not get a trace of mercy, but he also put himself in a desperate situation.
How sad.
But now he is hypocritically covering up the scar on Tetsuya Kamiya's neck. Is he regretting it?
21:00:30
The white-haired young man wearing a grey scarf looked even thinner, and the blood from his lips dripped onto the scarf, making it less noticeable.
His eyes suddenly became more alert, with a flash of pain.
"Kamiya Tetsuya." Angus finally spoke again. He asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
“It hurts.”
The white-haired young man finally spoke slowly, with his familiar emphasis, casual and lazy, like a white cat that stretched out its paw pad to pat someone on the cheek, but without the sharp claws, peaceful and tolerant.
But he spoke up for the first time—"Angus, are you going to die?"
A single word caused a huge uproar, just like Tetsuya Kamiya's usual style.
Everyone who was listening was shocked and immediately understood the beginning of this change.
The pair of golden eyes that were originally dim now had a faint glow, and the night sky seemed to be flowing with golden sand, becoming brighter and clearer.
Greedy people always want to get more. Angus was not satisfied with Kamiya Tetsuya's obedience and wanted to hear Kamiya Tetsuya's true thoughts at this critical moment.
——He lifted the effects of brainwashing.
For a moment, countless people prayed in their hearts, praying that Tetsuya Kamiya would shake off Angus, walk out onto the stage alone, and look at the early morning mist again.
But Tetsu Kamiya didn't.
As if his body was trembling with unbearable pain, he even took the initiative to approach Angus, using the latter's strength to stand still, his eyes of varying depths met with the heterochromatic pupil, and he asked earnestly.
"Will you die?"
Furiya Rei's heart sank.
...Sure enough, the scene they least wanted to see happened.
After losing his secondary personality, Tetsuya Kamiya's desire to survive was not that strong. Or rather, the desire to survive that he still had was easily crushed by Angus after he met him.
Could it be that the fact that so many of them wanted him to be alive was not as strong as Angus's prayer?
Finally, the pain in Fūya Rei's purple-gray eyes could no longer be suppressed. He buried his head in his arms and murmured, "Hiro... can you do anything?"
The impolite question was lightly said 눕.
Tetsuya Kamiya stood there quietly, very close to Angus, like a white feather blown by the wind, which could be swallowed up by the darkness of the night at any time.
What is death?
I have thought about this question many times. Maybe I will just fall asleep like usual, or I will have a wild time like falling off a leaning tower, but no matter what, the final outcome will be eternal silence.
The silence at this moment seems like the depression before the carnival, but it is covered by the curtain called darkness, making it impossible for people to face the so-called truth.
Angus did not answer immediately. He seemed tired of standing and stepped back gracefully like a dancer. He and Tetsuya Kamiya put some distance between them, but only his crossed left hand did not loosen, as if it was the last straw he could hold on to.
Tetsuya Kamiya looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.
"Yes, tonight."
Finally, Angus smiled a slightly childish smile, raised his left hand, gave a polite kiss on the bloodstained back of his hand, raised his eyes, and his lapis lazuli eyes reflected the golden ripples.
He repeated it again, his tone sounding like a coquettish, yet also like a declaration, with a smug taste.
"I'm going to die tonight—with you."
The author has something to say: I stayed up all night to finish the final chapter, and I might not be up until 3 or 5 o'clock. I suggest you go to bed early, and you will definitely be able to see it tomorrow! ! ! (makes a bald sound)