So I can only... be forced (kuai) to kill (le) others!

...But will you really not be chased and hacked after the knife is broken?

Lu Qi was scrolling through the screen like crazy, and his own avatar looked like a psychopath.

"Mr. Ranpo..." Nakajima Atsushi looked at Kuro Ranpo who was standing alone beside him, and finally mustered up the courage to call out.

Hei Luanbu raised his head, his beautiful green eyes were completely lifeless, staring at people in a way that only made people feel creepy.

Eyes are the windows to the soul. When there is no emotion in a pair of eyes, there is actually no difference between him and a beautiful and exquisite doll.

"Are you sad, Mr. Ranpo?" The young man with silver hair and bangs looked at him seriously, his purple-gold eyes full of gentle kindness. "If you are sad, it's better to vent it out, right?"

The black-haired boy was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect him to say that.

Nakajima Atsushi pushed this thought out of his mind. After all, it was Mr. Ranpo, how could he not have expected what he would say?

Shikasai really didn't expect Nakajima Atsushi to comfort him like this - although he had a brain as smart as Ranbu's cheating brain and could see that the silver-haired boy wanted to comfort him, he really didn't expect it to be comforted in this way.

"When the dean died unexpectedly, I was also very sad." Nakajima Atsushi smiled gently at him and continued, "But I felt much better after crying."

Hei Luanbu was silent for a while, shook his head gently, and whispered, "I can't cry anymore."

When the president died, he felt panic, fear, confusion, and perhaps sadness, but he did not shed tears.

Although I felt so miserable that I felt like dying, my eyes were dry and I couldn't squeeze out a single tear.

Ranbu didn't know what was going on. He thought he was too cold-blooded, but he felt very sad, very sad. But no matter what, he couldn't cry.

The situation was very serious at that time. Ranbu didn't have much time to figure out why he couldn't cry. He was kneeling in front of the president's body one second, and had to draw his dagger and kill other people the next.

Nakajima Atsushi opened his arms towards Edogawa Ranpo, tilted his head and asked softly, "Do you want a hug?"

Luanbu nodded and rushed forward. Tears seemed to burst out as if a gate had suddenly been opened.

"Mr. Ranpo is amazing." Nakajima Atsushi is not a very old boy himself, but at this moment he is hugging another man who is not even a boy and comforting him.

Luanbu's crying was different from his usual childish behavior. He cried very quietly and only sobbed when he really couldn't help it. At other times he just shed tears.

Just like a child who falls down outside, even if he only has scratches and wounds, he will just brush off the dust calmly and go home in silence. But if someone points at his wound and asks him what happened, the tears he had been holding back will burst out.