vrcanaries Chapter 249 Death
Chapter 249 Death
"So, Mr. Gojo, do you want to sort things out?" Kamisato Ayato leaned back and asked lazily.
"Is this in our deal?" Gojo Satoru asked, tilting his head.
"Do you wish it were, or do you wish it weren't?"
"Can I still make a decision on this?" Gojo Satoru became interested.
"Of course not."
It was an expected answer, and Gojo Satoru didn't care much about it. It would definitely not be cheap to obtain the ability to sort out information, but - he was the strongest sorcerer, how could he be afraid?
"Then what's the point of you asking me?" Gojo Satoru stood up, holding several cups of milk tea in his arms and a few pieces of dessert in his mouth.
I don’t know how Kamisato’s desserts are made. They are sweet but not greasy. Not only do they perfectly satisfy the energy required by the Six Eyes, but Gojo Satoru even wants to pack them all.
"This dessert of yours is delicious. How did you make it?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head and moved closer to Kamisato Ayato. He even pulled down his blindfold, revealing his extremely beautiful eyes outside the blindfold, trying to rely on the beauty of his eyes to exchange for delicious food.
Kamisato Ayato was not moved at all, even the curve of her smile did not change at all.
Gojo Satoru curled his lips in boredom, muttered "Old Orange", and was about to leave to find his students.
"The head of the Gojo family."
When Gojo Satoru was about to leave the house, Kamisato Ayato suddenly called him.
"When you can see the ball of wool clearly, Ayato will naturally hand over the formula to the head of the Gojo family."
What? Isn't it just a recipe in exchange for an extra responsibility for him? He even uses the title of the head of the family so seriously.
Gojo Satoru left and Toma pushed the door open. He kept listening to the sounds inside.
"Master, are you sure?" Thomas' voice contained some uncertainty.
Kamisato Ayato looked at the wooden ceiling, the smile on his lips never changed.
"We have studied Gojo Satoru's personality for such a long time, and his way of thinking is clear to us. He will definitely take on this responsibility."
"So, those people lost their candidates?" Thomas asked after thinking for a moment.
"Candidates? They are already official players, chess pieces that are about to join the game. All of them will be our best replacements."
Thomas still looked a little hesitant, but he quickly suppressed his unrealistic worries.
"Brother, is this what you are planning?" As this voice sounded, Princess Shiragi, who was a symbol of the entire Inazuma family, walked out from behind the door.
That was his beloved sister, Kamisato Ayaka.
Kamisato Ayato's expression froze. They had not told any other classmates about their plan. They simply followed their instructions because of their trust in Kamisato Ayato and the others.
Kamisato Ayato's expression returned to its gentle and kind state: "Ayahua, you should know our long-cherished wish."
Kamisato Ayaka nodded and looked directly at Kamisato Ayato: "I know, that's why I didn't come out to stop you just now."
"Then you--" Kamisato Ayato looked at his sister quietly.
This wasn't his sister, but she was definitely his sister now.
"I just have one question, brother." Kamisato Ayaka stepped forward, "Will you be absolutely safe?"
"..."
"Just like my brother is worried about me going on a mission, I am also worried about my brother. So, please tell me the truth, will you be in danger?"
"..." After Kamisato Ayano stared at Kamisato Ayaka for a long while, he smiled, his eyes still gentle, "How could anything happen to me?"
"Brother, I will trust you again, only this time." Kamisato Ayaka's eyes were stubborn and serious.
Just like last time, his mind had been completely eroded and was filled with the desire to protect Kamisato Ayaka even if it meant ruining the plan, but he still forced himself not to say it out loud.
If a few other people had not guessed this possibility, Kamisato Ayato as an individual thinker might have ceased to exist.
No one knows whether one can be resurrected after being devoured.
"I have to go on a mission, brother, goodbye." Kamisato Ayaka took a last look at Kamisato Ayato before leaving.
Although that was not consistent with Kamisato Ayaka's personality, Kamisato Ayaka confirmed that her meaning had been accurately conveyed to Kamisato Ayato.
If you dare to act on your own and do something dangerous, I will show you how I will deal with you when I come back.
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Kamisato Ayaka was standing in a busy street. Because the shop next to her was holding an event, there was a huge flow of people, which made Kamisato Ayaka's appearance silent.
She walked around these people and went straight to a nearby shop selling small accessories.
She pretended to buy a few accessories and then visited several other shops. When she was sure that the vendors around her all remembered her, Kamisato Ayaka put a very small chip in the interlayer of her clothes.
When the gunshot rang out, Kamisato Ayaka only felt a momentary pain in her abdomen. The weakness caused by the rapid blood loss caused Kamisato Ayaka to fall to the ground, and the small hat on her head fell to the side.
This sudden scene caused many people to panic. They shouted for help and tried to squeeze out, fearing that they would become the murderer's next target.
Kamisato Ayaka's breath weakened, and everything in front of her eyes turned black and white. Before she lost consciousness, Kamisato Ayaka quickly used the resurrection card she had bought before.
This body of hers will stay here, and it is impossible to use this body to resurrect. If she wants to rebuild a body and resurrect again, she can only use the resurrection card.
After using the resurrection card, the soul is quickly extracted and placed into a new body. However, due to the lack of the soul, the body that could have been saved quickly loses its vitality.
After a murder, the detective is always the first to arrive. Kogoro Mouri and his family were shopping, and he was blending in with the crowd trying to grab the eggs that were being given away at a promotion.
His daughter and Edogawa Conan squatted outside the crowd, looking helplessly at Kogoro Mori who was charging into the battle and taking advantage.
Dense crowds have their advantages, but once something happens, the news spreads quickly.
Less than two minutes had passed when the news reached Edogawa Conan's ears.
Edogawa Conan stood up suddenly, and with quick steps he used his body to squeeze to the scene of the incident. The girl, who was pretty and wearing a little dress, was lying in a pool of blood, as if she had been taken good care of.
Conan Edogawa squatted beside the corpse and carefully examined the girl's clothes. The fabric was expensive and luxurious, and it looked like something only rich people could afford. Conan Edogawa noticed that the girl's pocket was bulging, as if she had put something in it.
The scene was in chaos, and Conan Edogawa carefully took out the colorful thing from his pocket.
It was a small sign. When I opened it, there was a photo inside. It was a photo of the girl when she was a child and a boy who looked very similar to her.
It looks like that's her brother?