Chapter 79. Satsuki Sakura

Chapter 79. Satsuki Sakura

　　Before Yuki Sakura could scream out, he was thrown over the steering wheel by the person behind him.

　　Who is this man? What did he want?

　　Rather than panicking like a woman, Yuki Sakura's calmness as an anatomist allowed her to quickly analyze the situation in front of her...

　　Boom!

　　But the other party obviously did not intend to leave Sakura Yuki time, her hair was pinched up by the other party, and her head hit the steering wheel so hard that blood oozed out from her forehead.

　　"Huh... This is probably going to leave a scar on the top of the forehead in the future." Sakura Yuki laughed dryly twice, and no fear could be heard in her voice.

　　Yes - this scene, which is usually scary for women, is like a child's play in front of Sakura Yuki.

　　"Drive to Sucha High School." A calm male voice rang out.

　　"Sucha High School?" Sakura Yuki, whose hands were bound, reluctantly lifted his head: "What is that place? I've never heard of it."

　　She tried to see what the other person looked like in the rearview mirror, but came up empty, with most of her face covered with a mask and wearing a hooded trench coat.

　　Only there seemed to be a bulge there at the neck, and I don't know what was stuffed inside.

　　"..." The person behind him did not speak.

　　After a while, Sakura Yuki only felt her vision spinning in front of her eyes, then her vision went black and her whole body became unconscious.

　　Before her eyes closed, she saw the cold, hard young man who removed his mask and came to the driver's seat.

　　Kitagawa... Kitagawa...

　　Satsukura Yuki opened her mouth, and her whole body finally fell into a complete drowsiness.

　　...

　　Sakura Yuki only felt that he had a dream for a long time.

　　As if the previous life was all false.

　　When Ishikawa Kakuto was instructed to kill the first person... The time he killed the first person with his own hands... When she set fire to everyone in the second year B class...

　　She knew from the beginning what she was doing.

　　She also knew that it was not in line with the moral and ethical views in her head.

　　But in the end, she had nothing left but the tyranny that rose up in her heart and the lust that no amount of filling could fill.

　　Everyone could only see Sakiya Yuki, who had excelled during the school year, but not Sakura Yuki.

　　It was clear that she and Sakiyara Yuki were both 'Yuki'...

　　The family is also... The father is always drinking, domestic violence mother and himself.

　　So that's it... The world is neither black nor white, but simply gray...

　　The gray high school years, the gray childhood years...

　　Resentment turns into hatred, hatred turns into killing intent -

　　Sakura Yuki opened his eyes, only to feel a sharp pain at the back of his head.

　　It seems that Kitagawaji had just dealt a heavy blow, making her still a little dizzy.

　　Satsuki tried to move, but she soon realized that she was tied to a student chair.

　　"But why...?" Sakura Yuki felt incredulous.

　　The student chair beneath her was clearly just a student chair that could be moved, but why did it seem to be glued to the ground, and she couldn't move a single inch no matter how hard she struggled?

　　And where is this place?'

　　Sakura Yuki couldn't help but look up.

　　The white-grey walls were dry and cracked, and above her head was a blackened ceiling that had been completely burned black.

　　The wall skin was peeling off and moldy spots were falling all around like a distorted smiley face.

　　The cold moonlight just spilled over Yuki Sakura's body, and the dark shadows elongated into several -

　　The scorching smell rushed straight to the nasal cavity, making Sakura Yuki only find it a little difficult to breathe.

　　Until now, she finally understood her situation.

　　The original swimming face faded by half, Sakura Yuki's mind came up with memories that she never wanted to mention again.

　　Her legs trembled and bounced as if she were a patient suffering from epilepsy.

　　The hoarse and trembling syllables squeezed out with it.

　　"This is, this is the second year of class B of Sucha?!"

　　The wounds within the past were uncovered.

　　"I don't like going to school, it's just a big claustrophobic space."

　　"If my father didn't like me, why did he give birth to me in the first place?"

　　"Sakura yuki, spelled Sakurayuki, is romanized as sakura yuki."

　　"I have my own name."

　　It tickles... So itchy... It tickles so much-

　　Sakura Yuki felt a vague burning sensation coming from the birthmark on her arm.

　　It was the same as ten years ago.

　　"But Sucha High School is very different from ten years ago." Kitagawaji's cold voice sounded behind Sakura Yuki.

　　Sakura Yuki tried to turn around to look at Kitagawa-ji, but she didn't have the ability to turn her head like an owl, so she had to give up.

　　"You don't have anything to ask?" Kitagawa-ji looked at Sakura Yuki in front of him, his voice flat.

　　"Oh ... is there a point in asking that? Ask how you guessed it was me? Ask how you know? From the beginning I was mentally prepared. Asking that kind of thing is simply meaningless... Besides, Kitagawa, you are also a person who doesn't talk nonsense, right?" Sakura Yuki couldn't help but struggle a little.

　　The burning and itching sensation in her arm was still unstoppable, and she continued:

　　"But one thing, I just can't understand, why every time an incident occurs, there is always you on the scene?"

　　Sakura Yuki can not understand, and do not understand how they are like hitting Kitagawaji, can not shake him.

　　"..." Kitagawaji said succinctly after a moment of silence, "I can see the spirit body."

　　"Really? So that's how it is. Is that why you've been able to appear at the scene of the murder all this time?" Sakura Yuki was stunned at first, then quickly accepted it.

　　Although this statement is not very scientific in nature, and the average person will not be so easily accepted, but Sakura Yuki has never been a normal person, she has always wandered away from the boundary of life and death, it seems that she has long since touched the hidden world ...

　　Sakura Yuki gave a dry laugh.

　　This woman seems to be particularly fond of laughing.

　　"Did you kill Sato Ryou?" Kitagawaji asked.

　　"Pretty much... I got it from Ryoko that you asked her for Satou Ryou's contact information, and then I came to Hachiyama ahead of you and killed Satou Ryou... Satou-sensei... It's really a good person." Sakura Yuki's gaze was distant, and the corners of his mouth could not help but smile: "That man...

　　"That person... After knowing that it was me, he invited me to his house for dinner, saying that he would cook something delicious for me... The man was so embarrassed, but still had the same hot-blooded look back then."

　　"But you still killed him." Kitagawaji's words were still straightforward, like a knife without mercy.

　　"Pouncing on him from behind and sticking a scalpel into his throat, Sato-sensei struggled on the ground for a long time before he died." Sakura Yuki tried to reach out and gesture, but since her hands were tied, she could only shrug and say.

　　"Did you send Kamiya's house to Ishikawa Kakuto? You sent the arms to me?" Kitagawa-ji asked again with an expressionless face.

　　Sakura Yuki cheerfully replied, "I asked Ishikawa to do both, but that guy is still too stupid to think of ambushing you by himself, and you caught him instead."

　　Sakura Yuki's mind quickly adjusted, the reasoning as well as the clear talk, so that others saw her thought she was a normal person.

　　She paused and then said: "I had wanted to make a move on you, but Kitagawa-kun, you are too difficult, the whole time does not leave any weaknesses ... And I'm not sure I can beat you, so I put it off until today, sigh - I should have known to burn that hotel down."

　　Sakura Yuki laughed tyrannically and spoke in the same tone of voice as an old friend, saying something wildly incomprehensible to ordinary people.

　　In her eyes, it was as if people were no longer human beings, but just meat animals hanging in the slaughterhouse to be killed at will.

　　Whether it was a former teacher or an innocent high school student walking down the road, she could do it without changing her face.

　　Maybe Sakura Yuki has already gone crazy, maybe Kitagawaji is just the first person to see her sick and crazy side...

　　Maybe there shouldn't be so many maybe's in this world.