Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Ryunosuke Uyu considers himself an artist.

He has an unquenchable enthusiasm, an open-minded and optimistic attitude, and a strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge. The only thing that bothers him is the prejudice from society.

Because the art he pursues is death, and in this regard, he has an extraordinary fanaticism. Obviously, among the popular entertainment methods, bloody and violent movies are always enduring.

But don't you think it's too monotonous? Peep at the fictional death from a safe angle, and then use reason to conquer this shrunken fear?

When he was very young, Ryunosuke Uyuu had an extraordinary sensitivity to the truth and falsehood of death. No matter how much a fictional death was preached, he could not experience any fun.

Death is something that one cannot experience when one is alive. Even if he tries to prolong this process as much as possible, it is too insignificant compared to the length of a human life, which is more than six billion in the world.

In order to experience the essence of death for himself, and to feel the pain and despair of the victim before his death, Ryunosuke Yusheng became a murderer.

There is nothing like bringing death with your own hands to recognize a person. Compared with the millions of other dead in the world who are simply relegated to the ruthless number, the death you bring is valuable and creative. , is sublimation, is the art of death.

However, until now, he has also fallen into the common distress of artists such as the fading passion.

Even though I have found the so-called book from my ancestors that records the summoning of demons from my hometown, but after an experiment, I don't know if it is because the formation is not finished or the spell is wrong, and there is no movement.

However, out of curiosity about the legend and trust in his ancestors, Ryunosuke Uyuyu planned to stay until the end of the summoning time recorded in the book before leaving Fuyuki City.

But like God's blessing, he met that person when he was walking in the morning while stepping on the spot.

It seems that there is something missing, it seems to be outside the society, the attitude of indifference to everything, the attitude of maintaining self-discipline like a machine but not pursuing anything, this is really cool!

Ryunosuke Yusheng was very curious, whether that person's inside would be as good as his appearance at first glance. He was very curious, what kind of experience would such a person bring when he faced death?

Is it like those people in the past who pretended to be cruel in order to die quickly, but ended up crying and begging for mercy after using a few more punishments?

Or, even in the face of death, will this person watch everything in front of him with such calm eyes, watching the coming pain and despair?

Thinking of this, Ryunosuke Yusheng's desire to create rapidly increased.

So, he couldn't wait to send out the invitation.

"Senior Roland, where do you want to have a drink after get off work?"

The subject of the question did not respond. Roland leaned on the chair casually, holding the nail scissors, and cleaning his nails slowly. His expression was so focused that it seemed that he was not trimming his nails, but removing them. Like a bomb going off here at any moment.

When the last complete nail was cut off, he sighed in satisfaction and said, "No, I'm going to go straight home after get off work."

Then, as if he had a premonition, the moment he finished cutting his nails, there was also a shout from the store manager outside the door that he could get off work.

Until this time, a faint smile appeared on Roland's face, then he stood up and left quickly.

"It's just a cup... Senior Roland!"

Like a licking dog chasing a goddess, Yusheng Ryunosuke followed out, but Roland didn't even look back.

"Ah, how indifferent..."

Seeing the back of Roland leaving, Yusheng Ryunosuke was a little lost, and the store manager next to him came over and said in a tone of someone who had experienced it: "It's good to get used to it, Mr. Roland has always been like that, and he won't give it to others. If this is the case, we shouldn't have too many extravagant demands on him."

"Is this the life philosophy of the seniors? Cool!"

Yusheng Ryunosuke made up his mind, and it was indeed right to come here to work. This man has far more value than ordinary people.

He must get Roland!

Yusheng Ryunosuke made up his mind.

"How about it, Mr. Yu Sheng, if you are free tonight, would you like to have a drink with me?"

"Although it's fine," Yusheng Ryunosuke rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly, "but I'm free today. I left a bunch of housework undone last night, and I have to clean it up today."

"Really, what a pity, let's talk about it next time."

After the skillful greetings, Ryunosuke Uyu also left the convenience store.

And in the shadow of the corner, a pair of cold eyes are slowly staring at Ryunosuke Usagi, who seems to be humming leisurely, harmless to humans and animals.

Being targeted by a perverted killer? Fortunately, so am I, otherwise I'm afraid I've really fallen for this kid.

Unlike Kotomine Kirei, Ryunosuke Uyuu is now a dangerous time bomb, and it won't do any good to let such a person by his side.

In order to live in peace, this person must be erased.

With the help of Yoshikage Kira's experience, Roland followed Ryunosuke Ugyu at a distance that would not attract anyone's attention.

Not long after, the other party walked to a remote private house, took out a bunch of keys, tried a few times inexperiencedly, and opened the door.

"I'm back!"

Like a wanderer who just returned home, Ryunosuke Uyuu made an enthusiastic voice.

But even the lights were not turned on, and there was no response from the dim room. Ryunosuke Yusheng fumbled and turned on the switch, and a distorted object composed of two corpses stood impressively in the center of the living room.

"Ah, I was still alive in the morning..."

Seeing this scene, Yusheng Ryunosuke sighed regretfully, and began to prepare for the heavy cleaning work, erasing unnecessary traces of himself as an artist, leaving only the pure work itself, which is what he has been doing for so long The philosophy of life outside the French Open.

"Let's start with the cleaning tools first," Ryunosuke Yusheng muttered, and began to clean carefully. Then, he raised his head unintentionally, and found that there was a tiny gap in the entrance door that should have been closed. A good-looking hand was pinching the other side of the door, preventing him from closing it completely.

Yusheng Ryunosuke felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the chill spread rapidly in his heart. He didn't even notice that he was being followed!

Because he only turned on the light in the living room, the entrance didn't receive much light at this time, and it looked like a dark cave with beasts hidden, which was daunting.

But Yusheng Ryunosuke didn't pause at all, grabbed the blood-stained blade that was just about to be cleaned up, and rushed towards the entrance quickly.

No matter who the visitor is, they must be dealt with. Compared with death, being imprisoned and unable to even wield props to create is much more terrifying to Yusheng Ryunosuke.

He was like his favorite cheetah, his seemingly not strong body exploded at an astonishing speed, and rushed to the porch in an instant, and then, like an artist he admired very much, he was ruthlessly drawn by fate. Hold the throat.

The invisible but real object held his throat tightly, and slowly lifted him up. Yusheng Ryunosuke struggled helplessly, his face was blue and purple, and the force was so strong that there were more bruises on his neck. Clear five finger prints.

What's this?

No matter how wildly dancing the blade in his hand, he couldn't hurt this invisible monster. Even though it was only one hand, he could easily lift a strong adult like himself.

Who would be the person who can control this monster?

Before losing consciousness, Ryunosuke Yusheng widened his eyes crazily, trying to see clearly the figure behind the slowly opened entrance door.

Fortunately, the visitor didn't want to hide his intentions, he said in the same cold and alienated tone as the first time he met.

"Hello, Mr. Yusheng, I'm really sorry, I just received your help a few days ago, and I'm here to disturb you again today,"

Looking at Ryunosuke Uyuyu who was being lifted in mid-air as if on a gallows, Roland said slowly.

"But it's different from last time. What I want to do to you this time is the same as what you want to do to me. So, I guess you don't have any complaints."

Then, he ended the conversation with a smile, not wanting to listen to the other party's words at all, the killer queen also raised his other vacant hand, and then, a sharp hand knife pierced Ryunosuke Yusheng's heart.