Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

In the early morning of the next day, Roland pushed open the door of his house, rubbed his eyes, and yawned.

After a good night's sleep, he woke up earlier than usual today.

"There are still two hours left, do you want to do something?"

At this time, the street is still silent, and the sky is like a mirror covered with water mist after being wiped, only a slight ray of sunlight shines through it, broad and peaceful and warm.

Without thinking too much, under the influence of Qi Ling, Roland, who has become very self-disciplined, gave the answer.

"Sure enough, let's go for a morning run. After indulgence, you still have to return to a regular life in order to be happy. Be happy..."

Fighting in anger is easy to feel tired. Although he knew it was common sense, Roland decided to improve his physical strength for the sake of long-term planning. In order to encourage myself, I stretched my waist while cheering myself up.

Although he deliberately lowered his volume in order not to attract attention, it seemed that he was caught by those with keen hearing.

Such a greeting came from behind Roland.

"Good morning."

Roland's body froze all of a sudden. Even if he didn't say anything strange when he was talking to himself, he would feel ashamed to be heard. If Roland was thirty years old, he might be able to laugh it off, but he Not even twenty years old now.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the past, and quickly searched for the impression in his mind. Although it sounded like a polite greeting between unfamiliar people, but for some reason, the voice sounded familiar.

Then, the owner of the voice gradually walked towards him.

It was a tall, thick young man with neat short hair, who was obviously good-looking, but looked too serious because of his indifferent expression, which made people feel intimidated.

He was wearing a loose robe that looked like a uniform but didn't get in the way. There was a golden cross hanging around his neck, but perhaps because of his grim face, he gave the impression that he was more like an unpopular old-fashioned priest.

"Good morning..." Roland looked at the visitor with a strange expression, and the alarm bell was ringing in his heart, ready to call out the killer queen at any time. "Excuse me, are you a priest?"

"Yes, I'm really rude," the priest stood at a distance that would not cause people to be vigilant, and looked at Roland with those ancient and calm eyes.

"I am the priest of Fuyuki Church, Kotomine Kirei."

What happened to me?

No, I obviously didn't do anything? Isn't it a crime if you don't get caught?

Yesterday's scene should not even be able to find ashes, even if it is the set of the elementary school students of the god of death, it is impossible to find me?

Moreover, Tohsaka Tokiomi and the church are still in charge of this matter? As long as there are no traces of mystery and magic left behind, serial killers don't care, so why would they care about me?

Although he was greatly shocked in his heart, Roland didn't show any expression on his face. He asked hesitantly, "My name is Roland. Excuse me, what can Father Yanfeng want from me?"

The Killer Queen is already ready to go, as long as Kotomine Kirei makes the slightest move, immediately let him experience the power of the substitute, since the other party is also a male, so he doesn't even need to hold back his hand.

Thinking of this, Roland's gaze moved down slightly, and he saw Kotomine Kirei standing upright, but the back of his hands was tightly covered by his sleeve robe.

Kotomine Kirei didn't notice Roland's thoughts and tricks, he just looked at Roland seriously and sent out an unexpected invitation.

"I just heard what you said, so, do you want to go for a morning run together?"

The scene fell silent for a while.

"ha?"

Following Roland's surprised voice, Kotomine Kirei seemed to realize that something was wrong with him, and began to explain somewhat stammeringly.

Things like just returning to Fuyuki, keen on morning exercises, and having no companions, filled this street with a happy atmosphere.

And Roland finally recovered, remembering what he said before.

This guy, won't be triggered keywords, right? So subconsciously attracted?

Roland took a deep breath, felt that he needed to calm down, and then rejected him righteously to avoid trouble, yes, the attitude must be tough!

"...Okay, but I'm not a professional, so the speed won't be very fast."

After a while, Roland, who was already feeling hot and sweating slightly, stopped walking.

"I'm done today, and I have to go to work later? How about you, Yanfeng-kun?"

"I still need to practice boxing," Kotomine Kirei replied calmly, without any intention of hiding anything, "My father once received the inheritance of Bajiquan from China, and was also taught by a famous teacher, so this is me. A regular morning class."

After making an appointment to continue the morning run together tomorrow, Kotomine Kirei ran towards the church without any hesitation, and continued his morning exercise.

Roland shrugged slightly until his back disappeared from Roland's sight.

"It's really just a morning exercise together... I thought I was being targeted,"

It's not difficult to see through the current Kotomine Kirei. Knowing that his character is now a stagnant pool, he is doomed to be unable to cover up too much.

During the morning run, neither Kotomine Kirei nor Roland said anything extra, they just ran calmly, and even Roland deliberately exposed a few flaws under the guise of lack of physical strength, Kotomine Kirei didn't respond at all.

If it was ordered, even if it was just to monitor the situation, the other party would not be able to do this. However, from another perspective, he was indeed being targeted.

It's impossible to say that I don't know which of my qualities attracted Kotomine Kirei, but I didn't expect such an encounter.

Is it possible that gravity really exists?

Roland frowned and rested on the bench for a while. After his breathing calmed down again, he stood up and looked at the rows of vending machines next to him.

"Buy a bottle of tea to drink, and then go back and take a shower. I'm going to work soon."

Roland walked to the vending machine, chose his favorite drink, and reached for his pocket, but unexpectedly found nothing.

Huh?

Roland patted the pocket on the other side again, and after receiving the feedback that it was empty, his body froze, and then he looked at the sky silently.

I made a mistake. For the first morning run, I changed into loose clothes and completely forgot about logistical preparations.

Forget it, hold on for ten minutes, let's talk when we go home.

Just when Roland was about to leave, another footstep gradually approached. The person who came was wearing a fancy purple coat with a leopard pattern on the collar. He had orange hair and looked like a flower. The same as the son.

The orange-haired young man looked like he just came for a walk in this secluded place, dressed as if he had just come out of a nightclub.

He crossed Roland slightly, put in a few coins, clicked twice on the option of 100 yen barley tea, then took out one of the bottles and handed it to Roland.

"It's inevitable that you will encounter this kind of thing when you are away from home. If you feel sorry, you can just return it to me later... Ah, I have something to do later, so I will go first."

Seeing that Roland seemed to be stunned, the young man forced the barley tea over, waved casually, and left quickly.

There is no asking for anything in return, no unnecessary communication, the orange-haired youth just uses a hearty smile and an optimistic attitude to do good deeds in the future.

Seeing this kind of scene, even people who have a bad first impression of him will have a good impression of him.

But Roland couldn't do it because he knew the young man's name.

——Ryunosuke Yusheng.

It turns out that not only stand-ins, but also villains are attracted to each other.