The other side of the perfect world

Chapter 16 Snow

#16 snow

"You can call me that if you want. It's also good to add an ending of 'jiang'. Anyway, I'm the closest person to you."

A baritone voice that was exactly the same as his own came out from the mobile terminal. Makishima couldn't help laughing at himself, and said unhurriedly, "Oh? I always thought that the person closest to me was Shinya Kochi!"

"Heh... I am also very interested in that man, but I am still more interested in you... My Son, I can probably describe it like this!"

"I should be honored when you say that! But I'm sorry, I don't mean that to you."

"I see... But unrequited love is a rare form of entertainment, right?"

"Yes, I prefer to be in love with each other."

"Huh? That's strange. I always thought that the two of us would be heroes and see the same thing. Could it be that after your resurrection, even your personality has changed?"

The hand holding the mobile terminal trembled slightly, not because of the cold, but because of the unnatural sense of familiarity revealed in the other party's words... Just for this, Makishima was sure that his wavering was seen through by the other party, and his face suddenly Like a splash of dark watercolor, this gloom is drawn with an unhappy brush.

This "teacher" definitely knows something...

About his resurrection, about those who saved him, about himself...

"Why don't you talk? Shouldn't you ask me why I know about you?"

"Ha ha!"

After a while, the smile became the camouflage of the lips again, and Makishima replied: "I know you won't tell me, so why should I bother, besides, talking to my own voice like this will make me feel like I'm hallucinating."

"A hallucination... If you think so, I will disappoint you, because I... am real."

"That's right, otherwise, who gave Oda Kiyoya the medicine to become a sin-free physique?"

"Haha, I've been discovered! That kind of medicine is selling very well, and everyone wants to get rid of the control of the Sibyl system like you... How about it? Do you want to compare with me?"

"Better than what?"

"It's better than whoever destroys that unlucky system first..."

"Not interested!"

After giving a firm rejection to the man on the other end of the mobile terminal, Makishima Kinhito narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a terrorist, nor a sophomore in high school, and I never thought of destroying the system, society, etc..."

I just... hope that human beings can survive in a way that suits human beings——

Of course, he didn't say the last sentence in his heart. Although the "teacher" seemed to know him very well, on the contrary, he didn't know anything about his heart, so he tried it in this way.

In the end, he really only wanted to open his heart to one person!

His upward gaze passed through the hazy night sky, and finally fell on the man in front of him who was analyzing the case with Ginoza.

The sharp-edged side face is carved with a meticulous look all the time, and the pair of black pupils, even if there is a lonely shadow lurking, never give up the exploration and pursuit of justice-faith is the soul that supports this man.

Sly Shinya...I...to you...

"Who are you thinking about right now?!"

Suddenly, the male voice from the mobile terminal became extremely severe, like a sharp knife stabbing into Makishima's ear.

"Heh... I'm probably thinking of a romantic partner!"

Makishima replied half-jokingly, he thought, because of his answer, the expression of the man on the call must be distorted and ugly.

And he will feel happy about it.

"Really, that's all right, for the sake of your mutual love, I have a gift for you."

Knowing that the other party was digging a trap for him, Makishima jumped down resolutely.If we are stuck because of fear of the unknown, then human beings are not qualified to be primates.

"If I'm not expected to return the gift, I'll gladly accept it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and clicked "accept" displayed on the screen.The window that pops up is unexpected, just a picture.The picture design is quite elegant, and the English written in Bodoni font on the front line declares its value.

"This is... an electronic ticket?"

"That's right, this ticket is very expensive, go and enjoy it, the person you are in love with..."

pat!

Knowing that the other party had cut off the communication without authorization, Makishima put the mobile terminal into his coat pocket resentfully, and the moment he looked up, a cunning face suddenly appeared in his golden pupils.

"what are you doing?"

"..."

The long eyelashes blinked twice, and then Makishima smiled, and the slightly curved lips spit out an omnipotent response full of prevarication——

"nothing".

"yes……"

Knowing that Makishima was lying, Kouya didn't pursue it, he knew that as long as it wasn't Makishima's own will, even if he used pliers, he might not be able to pry this mouth open.

"gone back!"

"Go back now? Don't you have a good chat with your former colleagues?"

"What's there to talk about, do you want to tell them the whole process of killing you?"

"That's really... a bullying statement..."

Shrugging, Makishima turned his head inadvertently, and raised his lips.

"Even if you make such a cute expression, I won't think you are cute."

"Ok?"

Not understanding the meaning of Koujima's words, Makishima turned his head and stared at the slightly flushed face in front of him.

"Ah, this is..."

Dots of white objects floated to the tip of Sly's nose, and Makishima stretched out his hand involuntarily.

"I didn't expect...it was snow..."

The cool feeling came from the fingertips, it was the temperature of snow, and the warmth of human skin, it was the temperature of gnawing nose.

"If you say that, it's already early winter!"

Cui Nian said lightly, his dark eyes were fixed on Makishima's slowly withdrawing hand.

That hand was white and cold as ice.

"I heard that it rarely snowed in Tokyo in the past, at least in this month, it will not be so cold."

While talking, Makishima stepped forward, and walked towards the location where the motorcycle was parked together with Kou.

Maybe it's because of the snow, even the dilapidated path decorated with only a few street lamps has become like a scene in a fairy tale at this moment, so beautiful that people can't help but doubt its authenticity.

"Yeah, the weather has been getting colder and colder these years."

"Is it because the weather is getting colder that people's hearts are getting colder, or is it because people's hearts are getting colder that even the snow fell so early?"

Walking steadily, Makishima was admiring the snow scenery.He prefers this kind of beauty sleeping in nature to the annoyingly prosperous city under the whitewash of artificial projections——

Quiet, pure, real.

"I didn't expect you to be a romanticist!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you seem to like snow very much. Guys who like snow should be very romantic, right?"

"Is that so... If I insist, I don't like snow, but I like the purest things without any illusory elements."

"E.g?"

"you……"

There was a thud in the chest, as if being hit by a drumstick, Sly opened his mouth involuntarily, and his eyes were as surprised as seeing the most impossible thing in the world.

"This joke is not funny at all."

"That's what I said..."

Makishima didn't explain much, and his overly correct facial features stretched calmly on his face. No matter what time, his calm appearance is incredible--the human being who most wants to pursue the glory of humanity but is the least human--Other People will definitely define him in this way, and he still has this self-consciousness.

The snow is still drifting, and the world seems to be washed clean by this pure white—unreasonable mechanization, unhuman intelligence, unbelievable idealization, all noise and noise are dormant in the tranquility of the snow.

There was no further dialogue between Kou and Makishima.

Silence is actually a very beautiful experience, but it will feel lonely after a long time, especially for human beings.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a sneeze destroyed this beauty, but it also pierced the layer of window paper called loneliness.

Covering his mouth with his hands, Makishima sniffled.

Sure enough, the cold weather was not suitable for him, because his body temperature was already low.

The pupil that moved to the corner of the eye glanced at the white hand, and the faintly visible purple at the fingertips flowed into the cunning eyes like a cold current.

This guy, even with his hands in his coat pockets, is he still cold like this?

Thinking of how the hand that used the razor to deprive countless people of their lives could not help being so cold, Qiao Nie felt that this must be some kind of karma.

"Ugh……"

While sighing, he held out his hand.

"I didn't wear gloves either. I can't do anything with two hands, but with one hand..."

The generous and strong hand stretched out in front of Makishima without hesitation, and in the palm, the snow that kept falling fell on it.

This hand, waiting, waiting to melt the cold of the other hand.

"Don't you think it's abnormal for two big men to hold hands?"

Makishima asked with a slightly mocking voice, tilting his head.Although it appears to be like this, in fact, he knows better than anyone else how the cunning behavior has shocked him——

Caring, this emotion was an unsolved mystery to him.From childhood to adulthood, he has been envied, admired, isolated, feared, followed, and hated by others...but he has never been cared about.

"There's no one here anyway, and when have you ever done anything normal?"

Reading the hesitation in Makishima's expression, Kou couldn't help but find it interesting.

Is this guy shy?

"I'm not thinking about myself, but about you. Holding the murderer's hand, are you considered a policeman?"

"Don't think so deeply, and didn't you say that? I'm not a policeman long ago, I'm just a wolf."

Without waiting for Makishima's consent, Kouchi directly grabbed the hand that was pale and red from the cold—it was cold, indescribably cold.

"Is this the body temperature of a living person?"

Using five fingers to hold Makishima's hand even tighter, Kou couldn't help teasing.

"Yeah, maybe I'm actually a dead man!"

"Then I'm really thankful, at least I don't have to rack my brains to think about how to prevent you from doing anything wrong."

"What, I've always been quiet..."

Makishima couldn't help defending himself, the look he looked at at the cunning was different from the softness he usually pretended, and this time it was a little innocent.

"Then please continue to live in peace, killing you is really too much effort."

"Heh... each other each other."

Frozen and whitish lips were slightly raised. Although Makishima was cold, his smile was unbelievably warm.

Just like that, he and Qiao Nie walked hand in hand in the snowy night. It was hard to imagine that the two of them who used to fight to the death now looked like a couple dating.

What the hell is fate playing with him?

Makishima didn't know, the only thing she was sure of was--Cunning's hands were so warm.

In the middle of the night, where there is no light, the snow is dark gray.

On the topmost floor of a towering building without a protective fence, a figure suddenly appeared on it——

He or she is shaking.

It seems that someone is playing a moving music or melody in the ear, and the body and mind follow the rhythm one after another.

Then--

He or she, flies up.

It is a kind of flying that is close to enjoyment, and it is the most exciting enjoyment for human beings who dream of conquering the sky.

The wind whistled in my ears, the snow wet my cheeks, and I spread my wings freely from between my open arms, and then, it was fleeting.

A long tongue sticks to the weak body that is enjoying the flight, that is the mission given to this planet by nature——

Gravity is to take away the instinct of human flying.

thump!

When the free but short journey reaches the end, what will greet him or her?

Death... or... liberation?

In the middle of the night, in places lacking light, the falling snow...turned red...