Chapter 34: Lure them with hope
Now Izumi Kyoka has not met her salvation yet, and it is beyond Hongye's expectation that she can stand up. Even in her own heart, there was some confusion.
Looking at the little girl, Nanako Kojima walked towards her step by step. Holding the phone in front of her chest, Izumi Kyoka showed a barely perceptible nervousness on her face. Behind her, another Yaksha of a different color floated up.
Kojima Nanako's eyes moved, and she suddenly spoke: "I can see the fear of this place in your eyes. If you don't like her, why do you stand up?"
Izumi Kyoka did not answer, even though she summoned the Yasha. But Yasha didn't move when she came out, and she seemed unable to control it well.
Ozaki Kouye suddenly shouted: "She is just a killing tool. She doesn't understand these things. She is just reacting to stress."
After listening to this, Kojima Nanako looked into Izumi Kyoka's eyes and a strange smile appeared on her face: "No, she can understand."
"As long as you are a human, you will have your own thoughts." Nanako Kojima repeated what others said. She said softly, "It doesn't matter whether the thought is good or bad, whether it is independently thought out by oneself or instilled by others. This is innate in humans. Humans will never be tools. This is determined by their own flesh. To be able to say that sentence completely disregards the physics of the real world. His heart is corrupt."
"I feel sorry for these people, because they are probably rotten but don't know it, or they know it but are desperate, and want to pull others down with them." She walked closer to Izumi Kyoka, and the Yasha behind her was holding a sword and shaking slightly, but couldn't move. Kojima Nanako bent down: "What about you, little girl named Kyoka, who told you these words?"
Izumi Kyoka's eyes wavered. She didn't dare to speak, but said calmly: "35. I have killed 35 people and am about to kill the 36th."
Nanako Kojima suddenly smiled: "Do you want me to kill you?"
"You want to die, don't you?" She said sadly, "Everyone around you is forcing you to do something you don't want to do?"
Ignoring Izumi Kyoka's puzzled look, she said, "Do you know what kind of people have the hardest time living in this world? They are very well behaved people."
"Just like you, just like me." Kojima Nanako has shed her previous cold and murderous look, and her whole body has become soft, "... Your eyes are very similar to mine before."
No wonder, Ozaki Koyo understood, no wonder this person did not take action immediately, but instead said these words.
"But you and I are a little different. Do you know? I wasn't called Nanako before. My family called me... Vegetable Maggot." Izumi Kyoka opened her eyes wide in an instant and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief. She is still smiling.
“Why can’t you even mop the floor properly!” A foot suddenly kicked out from the side, knocking over the water that the little girl had fetched with great difficulty. The icy winter water instantly soaked her knees. She was shivering with cold, and her hands swelled up like ten white radishes. She kept bending over and kowtowing: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
"You actually made Youlang fall. I think you just want him to die!" But it was no use. The tall man was inexplicably angry. He continued to kick the girl again and again with a distorted face, as if he was kicking some mortal enemy. A little boy leaned his head out from behind him, his round, fat face filled with a triumphant smile.
"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat! You do so little work, but eat so much. I'll go bankrupt if you eat me!" The man, who was halfway through his meal, suddenly jumped up angrily and pressed the face of the little girl squatting on the ground into the empty broken bowl. The sharp edge scratched her face. She didn't say anything because she had no strength left.
The woman at the table also laughed heartily: "This little thing wanted to eat meat last night. When I was stewing the meat, she stared straight into the pot, and her eyes were about to fall into it."
"Oh, it's so dirty, Mom," the little boy immediately became disgusted. He said with disgust, "Who knows if she got up in the middle of the night to eat secretly? She is dirty and smelly, and I don't know what she touched with her hands."
"Don't worry, baby," the woman wiped his mouth lovingly and said proudly, "I hid the meat a long time ago. She won't be able to find it even if she starves to death." The whole family burst into laughter.
The girl gradually lost her expression. She became thinner and thinner, like a cheap clothes rod. She often squatted in the corner, looking at something alone. One day, when she was staying here, Youlang, who had grown up a little, came over with three or five friends, laughing and joking. They winked at her for a moment, and then shouted, "Is this your sister, Youlang?"
"She looks so skinny and dirty, should we feed her something?"
"She will definitely be grateful to us, just like the big sister in the movie. She looks so cool."
"Hey, get on your knees and serve us. We'll give you a good time, too, bitch."
The girl wanted to escape, but how could she, who was so weak, escape from several men? They pressed her to the ground and tore off her shirt. The girl struggled frantically. Just as they were about to go down to her, her mind went blank and she screamed heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to scream all the air out of her thin body. At that moment, she could no longer feel much, only suffocation.
Something hard was flowing in her body, but she did not feel it, nor did she feel the intense pain caused by the changes in her body. It was not until the warm liquid splashed on her face that she gradually stopped screaming. She looked around in a daze. Several corpses lay lying beside her, and her hands, which were originally arms, had turned into swords.
"Ah!!" The man and the woman came back together, and they also discovered this scene. The woman screamed miserably, "Youlang! Youlang! My Youlang!" Her tears flowed out.
"Monster!" The man was more sober. He looked at the girl in the middle and saw her changing hands. He immediately took action. He took out a kitchen knife and a large bucket of gasoline from the kitchen and poured it all over the girl. The oil soaked her hair and her whole body, and then he took out a lighter.
The woman suddenly rushed over, and the man was furious: "What are you doing?"
"At least, bring my Yulang's body out." The woman burst into tears.
"Hurry up," the man said impatiently, "Hurry up, or I'll burn you too."
The woman walked over carefully. The girl who had been silent all of a sudden raised her eyes and saw the fear in the eyes of the usually mean and stingy woman. In her stiff mind, a sentence suddenly flashed: "She is afraid of me."
She is actually... afraid of me? She tilted her head.
The woman dragged the boy's body out, and the girl suddenly took a step forward. The man shouted, "What are you hesitating about?" His hands were shaking, and suddenly, he threw the lighter of his mobile phone forward. The flames started immediately. The woman screamed, and the girl hesitated, then took another step forward.
She felt no pain. How can a sword feel pain?
After a while, she came back from outside. A pile of minced meat was left there. She didn't know where to go and could only stand there blankly. She crouched back down into the corner where she had been staying, where a small bloom of white appeared.
“The flowers are blooming in spring.”
"What do you want, Izumi Kyoka?" Nanako Kojima asked her gently, telling her a story from the past.
Izumi Kyoka opened her eyes, tears streaming from her eyes. She stammered several times before whispering, "I don't want to kill anyone. I don't want to kill you anymore."
"I just want to...live a peaceful life."
"That's good," said Nanako Kojima, "It's good to have what you want. The lady told me that if a person wants to shine, he must have what he wants. Especially for girls like you and me, struggle is bloody, but don't shy away from it. If you shy away from it for too long, you will lose a lot of things until you lose everything and become synonymous with suffering."
She recalled following behind Ms. Isabel, the sunlight shining on her golden hair, and she was as beautiful as a goddess descended from heaven. “No one in this world can save you. You have to save yourself, thousands and millions of times. You have to learn to love yourself, billions and billions of times. Love your independence, love your ambition, love yourself with scars, and love yourself when you are healthy and happy, until you become a shining being.”
"Many people have peace, but if you want to earn it, then work hard." Kojima Nanako said, "If you feel suffocated here, leave it. If you are forced to kill people here, go somewhere where you don't need to kill people." She stretched out her hand and said softly, "The Port Mafia is not an invincible force. Are you willing to come with me, Izumi Kyoka? Go to a place where you don't need to be a killing weapon."
Ozaki Kouye on the side remained silent. She knew that there was darkness in this world, and she never thought that the Port Mafia was a bright and noble group. She thought she would not be moved by anything again, but Nanako Kojima's words still shocked her for a long time. Now, after hearing Kojima Nanako's recruitment, she spoke with great difficulty: "Why do you say that? Aren't you still killing people now?"
As she looked up, the light in Izumi Kyoka's eyes gradually dimmed.
Kojima Nanako laughed: "But this is my choice. I am willing to fight for the lady. I stand here of my own will. I dedicate myself voluntarily."
"But what you just said..." Ozaki Hongye couldn't help but say.
Nanako Kojima said, "Because that was not what I said, it was the lady who told me. She saved me and has something that I long for. In my eyes, she is a shining light. I am still learning!"
She smiled cheerfully, and seeing that Izumi Kyoka was still struggling, she raised her knife and walked to the back. "Hurry up, we won't wait for you if you're late." She waved her hand, as if she was admonishing a friend.
This time, no one stopped her.
Izumi Kyoka stood there in a daze. No one knew how many storms flashed through her mind at that moment. She couldn't help but look at Ozaki Koha.
Ozaki Koye was injured, and the traitors who had tied up her subordinates did not dare to stay and left quietly. Hongye didn't look at her. She said, "They do have their own strength, but I don't know to what extent. If they can survive in the end, then you..."
She didn't say anything else, but Izumi Kyoka understood the meaning of her unfinished words. "Struggle, is it bloody?" She thought for a moment, bowed to Ozaki Kouye, and then trotted in the direction where Kojima Nanako left.
"Bang." Isabel sighed, and the chess piece in her hand knocked down another waiting chess piece. She said, "Those who are afraid should be tempted with hope."
"They have so little to begin with, and sometimes they will cling to even the slightest bit of kindness." She said, "People like this are really..."
"Pathetic and pathetic." The man opposite her finished her unfinished words. He tilted his head, looked at the chessboard with cold eyes, stretched out his hand to move one of the pieces, and said calmly: "But people like this are the most useful, aren't they?"
Isabel laughed, her golden hair flowing down, and she stretched out a finger and shook it gently: "No."
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