Chapter 217 Love at the End of Lies You look at me, anxious again. ...
Inside, Kamijutsuji Shin sat in a chair with a gloomy face, opening his laptop and working.
Even when Asayama Rika approached cautiously, Kamijutsuji Shin didn't show any reaction and continued typing with a sour look on his face.
"Ah Xin? Ah Xin..."
Seeing that Kamijutsuji Shin ignored her, Asayama Rika gently tugged at his sleeve and shook it, "Pay attention to me, Shin."
Kamijutsuji said coldly, "I'm ignoring you."
"Why?"
"...You know why."
"Are you blaming me for taking the initiative and calling a doctor?" Asayama Rika looked at him worriedly. "I'm just worried about you, Xin. I'm afraid you might hurt yourself because of your mental illness."
Kamijutsuji gritted his teeth.
Hurt yourself?
No, no… He only hurts others.
This woman was standing behind him now, speaking to him with concern, simply because she didn't know what he had done...
If she knew, she would leave him soon...
"I'm not sick."
He pulled his sleeve out of Asayama Rika's hand indifferently.
Unexpectedly, seeing that he didn't react so strongly, Asayama Rika hugged him from behind, pressing her soft cheek against his neck and gently nuzzling it, causing him to subconsciously shudder. "I'm fine, Xin, don't be afraid... No matter what you look like, I'm always here."
"The doctor said you only have early symptoms, it's not serious, we can work together..."
"Who wants to go with you?" Kamijutsuji Shin suddenly lost his temper and pulled Asayama Rika's arms down. "You, what qualifications do you have to say such things in front of me..."
After saying this, Kamijouji Shin realized that he was speechless.
...Maybe the doctor was right. I was losing control of my emotions, unable to even pretend in front of her.
Every day when he saw Asayama Rika's happy face, Kamijouji's heart felt like it was being fried in oil, and he felt anxious and painful.
Why?
Why why why why why why why...
Why can she be so carefree while I am tortured by hatred every day?
He felt that he hated Asayama Rika more and more.
He saw Asayama Rika standing there, bewildered. Yes, he had never spoken to her so loudly, never given her such a harsh expression. She must be very surprised, perhaps even sad...
Blame it on that guy. That guy named Punch.
It was all her fault. She must have said something to Li Xiang, which made her suddenly hire a psychologist and expose such an ugly side of herself to her...
Kamijutsuji was unwilling to admit that most of his current anger and humiliation came from the shame and indignation of revealing his weak side in front of Asayama Rika.
In Kamijutsuji's opinion, people who can't control their emotions are weaklings who are incompetent or flawed. He cannot allow such adjectives to be associated with himself.
"Ah Xin..."
Asayama Rika stood there and reached out to him again, but he slapped her hand away.
Asayama Rika felt a little aggrieved.
She didn't do anything wrong! Why are you so mean to her?
She cried, "There must be a reason why you've become like this. Is there a reason you can't tell me? Is there a problem we can't face together? Why do you have to hold it in?"
"I don't want to enjoy your care unilaterally! I also want to give you strength!"
"Please, share it with me, Heart, I can--"
"——You can't!" Kamijutsuji's face twisted. He went crazy uncontrollably: "The source of all my pain is you——"
Your parents.
The words were stuck in my throat.
However, it was too late.
He had already seen Asayama Rika's stunned expression, which gradually turned into hurt sadness.
"What did I do wrong again?" Tears rolled down Asayama Rika's eyes. "I just wanted to help you."
Seeing her crying, Kamijouji didn't feel the joy he had expected. Instead, he felt a chill running up from the soles of his feet, like a basin of ice water extinguishing the fire burning in his heart.
Wrong again... Don't show your emotions... Be a reliable boyfriend, let her trust you, rely on you, and give you everything...
Use her... She's just a tool for your revenge.
You can't fall in love with her.
However, despite thinking this in his heart, Kamijutsuji Shin couldn't help but move forward and gently wipe away Asayama Rika's tears.
The chaotic emotions subsided temporarily and he regained his limbs.
"I'm sorry. I was too emotional just now." Kamijou Shin hugged her, lowered his head, and his eyes were dark. "It's just that I don't trust doctors... And, Xiang, you actually believed that I was sick just because of what others said. It's really too much."
Asayama Rika softened her heart: "I'm not like you said...Axin is the one who should stop hiding his illness and avoid seeing a doctor. Just tell me if there's anything wrong. You don't trust the doctor, but do you trust me too?"
Tell you? To help me kill your parents?
Kamijutsuji closed his eyes and said, "I'll treat it. I'm sorry for making you worry."
He would heal—after he had his revenge.
Damn Punch, two or three days have passed and there is no progress at all!
He shouldn't have believed her!
As for revenge, I still have to rely on myself...
Thinking of this, Kamijutsuji Shin gently stroked Asayama Rika's hair: "Axiang, are you still leaving tonight?"
"Hey, I changed my mind. I decided to accompany you. Mom is taking a plane to discuss business this afternoon. I'll go home to get some things and be back soon!"
"good."
As he watched Asayama Rika's back disappear, Kamijutsuji Shin's mouth corners instantly straightened.
He sneered and took out his cell phone, sending a message to Punch, who had been out of contact for two days, asking her why there was no news, and saw that she had sent him a few pictures.
One showed the body of Hideji Tsukawa, who was lying quietly with a pale face, and the other showed the body of Sayuri Mizutani, who was pale and had chapped lips.
"Look at you, you're anxious again."
"How could I possibly sit idle? My professional ethics are there. I won't abandon my dear partners!"
In fact, Lin Xi, who had been idle at home accompanying Xiao Ai these two days, did not feel guilty at all when he typed these words.
In fact, she could have sent the photos to Kamijutsuji Shin two days ago and made the next plan, but she had to give the members of her organization time to withdraw.
Two days should be enough.
Kamijutsuji was taken aback.
He enlarged the picture and examined it carefully, but could not find any trace of photo-editing.
"You killed them?" He frowned. "Wouldn't that alert the enemy?"
"Don't worry, these two are the type who appear and disappear like ghosts. It's normal for them to be dead for a day or two without being noticed."
"But you do have to start taking action. Asayama Hui left on a plane this afternoon. Today is the Sunday of the Fulukai. They will hold a sacrifice ceremony at their residence at 3-7 Chikage-cho, Tokyo. Only Tomihara Taro will attend this sacrifice ceremony."
Today? Tonight, Asayama Rika will be back... He needs to find an excuse to get her out of the way.
He was about to reply when the other party seemed to have guessed his thoughts and sent a message:
"As for your girlfriend, don't worry, she has her script to finish."
"What do you mean?" Kamijutsuji asked quickly. "That wasn't our original plan."
"I can't help it, Mr. Kamijouji. Honestly, you disappoint me." The other person replied, "I thought you would be honest with Ms. Asayama and let her face it with you... I didn't expect you to have such low self-esteem that you wouldn't even dare to let her know your true mental state. I have no choice but to take drastic measures. Don't be so secretive, Mr. Kamijouji."
A huge sense of crisis swept over Kamijouji's heart.
Ever since he agreed to cooperate with the girl, he lost the initiative, and all his intelligence and actions had to follow the girl's rhythm.
No one likes the feeling of being led by the nose.
This brought tremendous psychological pressure to Kamijutsuji Shin, and was one of the reasons why he lost control of his emotions today.
"It's you. You've been spying on us!" He sent the message tremblingly, feeling a physical headache coming on again.
"You're the one who messaged Ah Xiang saying I was sick! I told you not to involve her in this, and not to let her know anything about it!"
The other party paused for a moment and sent a message:
"Why would I do this?"
These words seemed to mock Kamijouji's heart, making him feel as if his cheek had been slapped, burning.
To seek the skin of a tiger.
He deeply understood the meaning of this word.
It must have been because the girl's eyes were so bright that he was bewitched and agreed to hire her.
Is there a killer who doesn't listen to his employer?
"I only promised you revenge."
The other party continued, "From your perspective, of course you feel that Miss Asayama is a stumbling block to your revenge. Although you have to use her now, you will eventually get rid of her - the day she learns the truth will be the day you leave her."
"But from Ms. Asayama's perspective, you've hidden something very important from her. Her feelings for you make her worry about you uncontrollably, and your concealment only makes her worry more."
"From the audience's perspective—yes, I'm talking about me—of course I hope you can resolve your misunderstandings and reach a happy ending together. Tsk tsk tsk, ■■■■ is a complete BE. It doesn't suit my aesthetic taste."
"Last round" was blocked by the system and turned into a black square.
"Since the hero won't speak, I'll do it for you. Rest assured, my employer—your revenge will be achieved."
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Asayama Rika was walking down the street with a heavy heart.
Although she is the eldest daughter, she usually doesn't like to ride in the family car.
Because if she took the family car, the family driver would always report her itinerary to her mother.
Therefore, in order to avoid her mother's anger, she chose to take a taxi or public transportation every time she went to see Ah Xin.
However, for some reason, she couldn't get a taxi today. Luckily, her home wasn't far from here, so she could walk there.
But... Asayama Rika glanced at the sky.
Something seems off.
It's going to rain.
As if to confirm her thoughts, raindrops fell down.
Asayama Rika was a little flustered. She was wearing a long skirt and would be very embarrassed if it got wet.
Pedestrians were in a hurry on the road, and under the urging of raindrops, everyone wanted to go home quickly. In this situation, Asayama Rika was not paying attention and accidentally bumped into someone.
"Sorry, sorry—"
Asayama Rika quickly apologized and met a pair of gentle honey-colored eyes.
"It's okay. Didn't you bring an umbrella?"
The voice is very gentle too.
Rika Asayama thought.
She nodded subconsciously.
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