Chapter 117 Kill Me 18

"Have you fallen to such a low point that you would cooperate with this kind of bastard?" Gin snorted coldly, his tone extremely contemptuous.

Before leaving, Jinpei Matsuda reluctantly put the combination lock back under Kurosawa Kanade's sharp gaze. Although it seemed a little different from before, it worked again.

Kurosawa Kanade closed the door, turned back and sat down next to his brother. After a while, he softened into a pool and rubbed against Gin's body.

The latter moved aside a little in disgust, but the beach thing followed closely behind him, so he stopped moving.

Gin thought that his temper had really deteriorated a lot.

"Is my brother angry again?" The beach thing opened its mouth.

"No." It's hard to say that he was angry, but Gin couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was feeling. He glanced at his brother who was resting his eyes. His long silver eyelashes were quietly closed, like a layer of white ice crystals condensed on dry branches in winter.

Gin couldn't help but reach out and rub his brother's head.

Kurosawa Kanade opened his eyes immediately, "That means my brother doesn't like me taking action against the organization." He pretended to yawn, "I really don't understand why my brother is so loyal to that organization... Is it because the organization cured my brother's illness?"

He looked at Gin and smiled, "That's understandable."

Gin was silent for a moment, "You also want to be cured?"

The silver-haired young man couldn't help laughing even more, "Of course. If I can regain my health, I'm willing to pay any price for it." He hugged his brother's arm and rubbed his shoulder. This posture prevented them from seeing each other's expressions.

Gin heard the soft whisper coming from his shoulder again.

"…at any cost."

Does that include me?

When this question came to his mind, Gin was shocked by himself.

"Come to think of it, brother is actually very afraid of death." The silver-haired young man quickly changed the subject, with a disgusting smile of knowing everything on his face.

I really want to beat him up.

Gin had to listen to his brother continue to speak in a tone of seeing through the truth: "Brother didn't tell Officer Matsuda just now that we teamed up to kill Blue Orange Wine, right? Brother is afraid that Officer Matsuda will really kill you to avenge Blue Orange Wine."

Seemingly tired of sitting, the silver-haired young man dragged Gin to lie down on the bed, still hugging his arm tightly, breathing on his neck. Gin felt itchy from his hair, tapped his forehead twice, and asked him to move away.

"Don't worry, brother. Officer Matsuda is a police officer. Unlike us, he won't kill for personal revenge."

Gin snorted, his voice colder than the Arctic Ocean, "You know him well."

The silver-haired young man actually nodded.

"That's true. It seems that the person I understand the least in this world is my brother."

He smiled, "It's really sad."

Gin stopped talking.

In fact, he didn't understand his brother. It was like this from childhood to adulthood. When he was young, he was too lazy to understand him, and when he grew up, it was difficult to understand him.

"Brother, let's go traveling together." The silver-haired young man suddenly half sat up, put one hand on Gin's side, put his head close to him, and his eyes were shining like the sea of ​​stars.

Gin agreed without much hesitation.

Although he had no interest in childish things like traveling, he was very interested in leaving the villa.

The silver-haired young man seemed to see through his thoughts, tilted his head and smiled, then lay down beside him again.

"But not now," he said mysteriously, "at the stroke of midnight."

Gin felt puzzled.

The silver-haired young man was a little dissatisfied: "Didn't I tell my brother that I made a wish to God, hoping that my brother would turn into a cat at midnight tonight... If you want to know why it is midnight, well, it is because of Cinderella."

Gin's expression gradually changed from "My brother is seriously ill" to "What are you talking about?".

Based on this speculation, Gin doesn't know what Cinderella is.

How pitiful.

"Go to sleep." Kurosawa Kanade patted Gin's back lovingly.

Gin: “?”

The so-called God's wish is naturally a play directed and performed by Kurosawa Kanade himself. There is no such thing as having to wait until midnight to transform - this is purely his own bad taste. In fact, his props can be used at any time, as long as you have them.

The item that can turn people into cats is the only high-level item that Akiyama Kanade obtains when she completes the second mission.

[Transfiguration]

High-level item. Who hasn't envied Professor McGonagall? This item can fulfill your wish, and it has been upgraded. Not only can you transform yourself, but you can also make others transform. However, the greater the change and the longer it lasts, the more souls will be consumed.

To activate this item, you need to sacrifice your soul, and to use it, you need to burn your soul. Please note that once your soul is burned out, it cannot be regenerated.

Stop using it before the soul burns out, and the consumed soul can be slowly restored; near high-purity souls, the recovery speed doubles.

After getting this prop, Akiyama Kanade had no intention of using it, until one day when he saw Gin acting weird, the image of a weird silver gradient suddenly appeared in his mind.

So exciting.

Moreover, Akiyama Kanade firmly believed that few people could maintain their firm atheist beliefs after witnessing the power of gadgets, except for a certain public security policeman.

Unlike large-scale AOE skills like [Time Stop], [Transfiguration] only affects individuals and will not cause any corrections to the world line.

All you have to do is sacrifice a part of your soul to get a Gin Tamon, who can refuse that!

Gin turned around speechlessly and faced his brother with his back.

What kind of look is that? It's glowing with anticipation.

Alas, he is still a child after all, actually believing such a story, haha.

The clock struck midnight, and Gin felt his body getting hot, and it was abnormally hot. He opened his eyes and looked down to see a pair of claws.

When he looked up again, his brother was standing with his hands on his hips, with a look on his face that said, "See, I told you so."

That fucking wishing legend is actually fucking true?!

Where is my Beau Leta?

The cold-blooded killer Gin yelled in anger: "Meow——!"

"So cute!" Kurosawa Kanade hugged her cheek, her head full of hearts with happiness, "Kurosawa Tadashi, meow twice more~"

"Do you want to die?" Gin was relieved to find that he had not lost his human language ability. "Make a wish to change back to normal!"

Kurosawa Taimeo's owner crossed his arms. From a cat's perspective, the face looked particularly abominable. "It's a pity that everyone only has one chance to make a wish in the wishing well, and not all wishes can be fulfilled."

"Just accept your fate, Kurosawa Ta-nyan."

"Don't call me Kurosawa Ta-meow."

"Okay, Kurosawa-ta-nyan."

Kurosawa Kanade was well prepared and grabbed the claw that Kurosawa Taeme was trying to catch, and stretched out the other hand to stroke the other's head twice. The beautiful silver gradient raised his head involuntarily, groaned twice, and then was strangled.

It's over, Kurosawa Tamei started to shut himself off.

Kurosawa Kanade lifted his brother's cat's two front paws and let him stand on his legs.

"Brother, do you know what the first thing to do when raising a cat is?"

The autistic Meow refused to pay attention to him.

Kurosawa Kanade: “It’s absolutely…”

The elder brother cat bit his neck.