Chapter 993 [Observation] The Moon Does Not Naturally Shine
After a long while, Qianzhu pulled herself back from her dream of traveling in space and looked up at the room.
He was all alone here; Kita Ayane had disappeared.
Qianzhu removed the blanket from her body, put on her shoes, stood up, and opened the door, just in time to see Bei Lingyin and Liu Qingyao outside.
Upon seeing him, Liu Qingyao immediately scrutinized him, only breathing a slight sigh of relief after confirming that he was alright. However, upon closer inspection, he noticed that Qianzhu's face was as pale as a dying patient's, and he quickly leaned over to support him, fearing that the 'swaying' Qianzhu might suddenly fall.
Kita Aya's complexion didn't seem too good either, with a hint of fatigue visible on her face.
He was currently wearing a white blindfold and couldn't see Qianzhu's condition. Presumably, he didn't intend to stay here any longer, so he directly said to Liu Qingyao, "Take him back."
Liu Qingyao glanced at him and nodded, then suddenly remembered that he couldn't see, so she replied, "Okay, then we'll be going now."
Then he happily... no, so he solemnly led Chitake back to Beika Town.
Seeing Qianzhu's deathly pale face, Liu Qingyao couldn't help but frown. She then quickly ran to the kitchen to make him breakfast and brewed a cup of astragalus and ginseng tea to nourish his blood and qi, watching him drink it. Finally, she sent him back to his room so he could rest properly.
Qianzhu lay on the bed, and after Liu Qingyao left, she opened her eyes, her gaze wandering to the ceiling.
The lingering experience of death made it impossible for him to get proper rest.
He didn't intend to tell them.
Besides hastening their deaths, telling them would also make them feel guilty.
It's completely unnecessary.
"..."
Qianzhu closed her eyes slightly.
He always felt he could send them somewhere to hide, but where...?
I can't remember at all.
"..."
No one knew what to say.
They could feel the pain just watching it, but Qianzhu had experienced it firsthand. Even in that situation, he was still thinking about where others could go to avoid Death.
Waaah, Qianzhu will always be Qianzhu, she will always think of others first.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
...
Qianzhu was almost forced to experience various ways of dying.
On the night that Kawasaki Maru was lured into the trap, Chitake received a message from Kita Aya Otogo.
Kita Ayane knew he didn't want to stay with him, so he had Percy deliver the medicine to him.
After receiving the message, Qianzhu sent Liu Qingyao away.
He then went back to his room to stay.
When the bullet pierced Kawasaki Maru's heart, Chizuru felt as if his own heart had shattered inside him.
He lay curled up on his side on the bed, his brows furrowed, his eyes closed, and his jaw seemingly clenched.
He didn't know how much time had passed. His expression relaxed slightly, and he seemed to have lost his breath. Only bright red blood kept seeping from the corner of his mouth, which then slid down his cheeks and stained the pillow red.
Until dawn broke.
Qianzhu slowly got up and, while washing the bloodstains off her face, also took the blood-stained pillow with her.
Before Liu Qingyao arrived, everything had been taken care of, and everything seemed normal, as if nothing had happened.
...
After Kawasaki Maru's death, Machi's condition became extremely unstable, and he was taken to the Kudo family, where he was cared for by Okiya Subaru.
Sensing that something bad was about to happen, Qianzhu asked Liu Qingyao to go and take a look as well.
As expected.
After a period of calm, he was suddenly overcome by intense pain, as if insects were gnawing at his bones.
Qianzhu frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed her brows and leaned back quietly on the sofa.
After a long while, the pain subsided, and he was able to move slightly.
When Liu Qingyao returned, Qianzhu heard him say that Chuan Shengzhenzhi was going to stay in Bei Ling's private hospital, so he went with him to take care of little Zhenzhi.
"Okay." Qianzhu nodded in response, then paused and added, "You don't need to worry about me. I'll stay home unless something really happens. If all else fails, I'll ask Mr. Okiya and the others for help."
Liu Qingyao sighed; even though she was worried, this was all she could do.
After all, apart from him, no one else can take care of Zhenzhi at the hospital at any time.
After telling Qianzhu, Liu Qingyao went back to pack some clean clothes and then followed Bei Lingyinwu's car to the hospital with them.
Qianzhu has been staying at home recently, and occasionally receives messages from Liu Qingyao or Bei Lingyinwu.
He usually only gives a brief response and doesn't go into much detail about his recent situation.
Until he suddenly received a text message from Kita Ayane, which said: Death's people have suddenly appeared, their target is Machi, and things may get out of hand.
Qianzhu: "..."
Qianzhu understood, so he quickly prepared for the possibility that they might get hurt.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Liu Qingyao and the others; it was just that Death was truly ruthless and wouldn't show any mercy.
As it turned out, Qianzhu was right.
The chill emanating from his body felt as if he were being stabbed repeatedly with a knife.
Qianzhu lowered her eyes slightly, and after a moment she realized that the one fighting Death was Liu Qingyao.
Finally, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
The feeling of suffocation did not come, which means that Liu Qingyao has not lost vital signs for the time being.
But as time passed, Qianzhu also felt his breathing gradually weakening.
Suddenly, not knowing what had happened over there, Qianzhu felt a slight warmth rising in her chest, and her breathing became a little heavier.
Qianzhu rubbed her fingertips together slightly, looking thoughtful.
A few days later.
After feeling her health had improved slightly, Qianzhu prepared to visit Liu Qingyao at the hospital.
The day after he was injured, Kita Ayane also told Chizuru that Machi had been taken away by Death.
They just didn't expect Death to be so arrogant as to directly invite them to some kind of banquet.
Although they had received a letter that seemed to be a premonition long ago, this time it was as if they were afraid that the truth would not come, and they directly used the truth as a hostage to threaten them.
As soon as Qianzhu stepped out, he ran into Asa, who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.
"..."
Qianzhu looked up at him.
Asa looked at him with a smile, holding a rather exquisite-looking bag in her hand.
He stepped forward and handed the bag to Qianzhu, smiling, "These are all invitations to Death. Could you please deliver them to them?"
Qianzhu: "..."
Clearly, Asa had no intention of revealing his identity to others.
Perhaps in his view, this was unnecessary.
So Qianzhu became a messenger for a time.
...
Tilas Shipping Company.
In the rooms where guests can rest.
Qianzhu looked at 311, who had been dispatched, and then at Bertrand, who had come over, and remained silent.
Bertrand despises clones.
He hates his identity as a clone, so he harbors malice towards 311.
Perhaps, his resentment towards death wasn't because he desperately wanted to live, but simply because he wanted to unleash his pent-up hatred upon the world.
Qianzhu saw through it all, but he remained silent.
He was a little tired.
Inside the hall, Qianzhu sat quietly, glanced up at the man being pushed over in a wheelchair by Hoshino Tsukasa, then calmly looked away and lowered her eyelashes.
really.
Asa will not allow his identity to be exposed.
But... what is Death's purpose in hosting this banquet? Is it to wipe them all out in one fell swoop? In reality, they can do it anytime they want; there's no need for them to spend time and energy hosting a banquet.
Qianzhu lowered her eyes.
Then I suddenly heard what Gaius said.
He subconsciously looked up and then glanced at Bertrand.
So, was their target actually Bertrand, who was most deeply connected to his life?
Qianzhu was slightly puzzled.
However, before he could resolve his doubts, a group of men in black suddenly appeared.
These men in black seem to be merely stalling for time and are not particularly dangerous.
Qianzhu remained in the same spot, her gaze sweeping around the hall.
Liu Qingyao and 311 have disappeared—perhaps they went to rescue Zhenzhi.
A sudden, sharp pain shot through my heart.
Qianzhu's fingertips turned white.
After dealing with the men in black at the scene, they thought of Liu Qingyao and immediately ran out to find her.
Qianzhu did not move.
He sat quietly in place, watching the group of people on the ground gradually disappear until, in the end, he was the only one left in the huge hall.
However, a second person soon appeared there.
Qianzhu tilted his head slightly to look at Asa, who had appeared out of nowhere next to him, his expression indifferent. "So, what is the purpose of holding this banquet?"
Asa blinked, injected Qianzhu with another vial of medicine, smiled shyly, and replied softly, "There's no grand purpose; I'm just inviting you to our death ceremony in advance."
Qianzhu: "..."
Shouldn't he also praise its simplicity and unpretentiousness? (Just kidding)
"Judging by the time, it should be about time." Asa's smile deepened slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qianzhu felt a cold, suffocating sensation.
Then his consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he could no longer see Asa, who was right in front of him.
Asa watched with a smile, and seeing that Qianzhu's vital signs had temporarily disappeared, she gently laid him down on the sofa and vanished in the blink of an eye.
[After Liu Qingyao's death, it was soon Kawasei Machi's turn, followed by Kita Aya Otogo.]
Kuno Naya went to their snake acupoint herself, but the final outcome is unknown.
However, Chizuru did not sense the deaths of Kita Ayane and Kuno Naya.
And so does Bertrand's.
Although Qianzhu was puzzled, he was exhausted both physically and mentally and had no extra energy to think about it.
...
A beautiful morning.
The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze was blowing.
Qianzhu glanced at the masked men in black who had appeared beside her and then paid no more attention to them.
He wrote the last sentence of the letter, put it in the envelope, left the notebook on the desk in the room, and took the envelope to the piano room.
After thinking for a moment, he replaced the bouquet with a new one.
Then he turned to look at the masked man in black who was waiting quietly for him, and said calmly, "Let's go."
The man in black did not speak, but simply gestured for him to proceed.
Qianzhu left with them.
When he opened his eyes again, Asa was already standing in front of him, looking at him with a warm smile. "Welcome back, my dear."
Asa took him to the laboratory.
Looking at this laboratory, Qianzhu vaguely remembered it.
He seemed to have been here before, but he had no memory of it and couldn't recall it no matter how hard he tried.
Asa reached out and put her arm around his shoulder.
Qianzhu only heard him say one sentence softly:
Goodnight, my love.
The next second, he completely lost consciousness.
Asa picked up the person and placed him into the nutrient tank, which was half-filled with nutrient solution. He put a wristband and a neck collar on him, locked the nutrient tank, and said to the red-haired man next to him, "All done."
The red-haired man operated the console for a moment, and lines of data appeared on the screen.
"Vital signs have been extracted from patient number 1000."
"Vital signs of patient number 0 are disappearing."
"The nutrient chamber is now locked."
"..."
A series of cold announcements rang out.
Asa's lips curled slightly, but all the emotion in his eyes had vanished.
He took one last look through the glass at the boy lying unconscious in the nutrient tank, then turned and left.
Soon, the lights in the laboratory went out, leaving only the mechanical blue light still shining on the nutrient tank.
Under the lamplight, a delicate, pale face could be vaguely seen through the glass veiled in a thin mist. A faint blue light shone on it, making him appear somewhat aloof, yet the gentleness in his eyes remained.
The moon doesn't emit its own light, yet it still illuminates the night.
"..."
Behringer's eyes twitched slightly, but perhaps because he had cried too much, he couldn't shed any more tears.
All that's left is a heart full of sorrow with nowhere to vent it.
His slightly trembling hand grasped the hem of Qianzhu's clothes beside him.
Bertrand pursed his lips, staring silently and gloomily at the words "END" on the screen.
The force in his hand was so great that it seemed he was about to crush the little pig doll in his hand.
He was unwilling to accept it.
He was furious.
But not for himself.
It was for Qianzhu.
Liu Qingyao slumped in her chair, unusually quiet as she watched the large screen. Her dark eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
The others remained silent.
Most people have a question in their minds.
Why?
Qianzhu endured so much pain that wasn't his to bear, but in the end, all he got was an endless sleep from which he could never wake up?
That's not fair.
But there is no such thing as fairness in this world.
It was as if their enemy was a demon.
They seemed invincible.
They don't seem to be able to defeat them.
After all, how can ordinary people fight against demons?
"..."
But... is that really all there is to it?
Death spent so much time just to torment Qianzhu, making him experience all kinds of pain, and then casually said something that made him never wake up again.
Most people were angry, but even more felt a sense of powerlessness and bewilderment.
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