Chapter 275: Kira’s Home
No wonder Kira Yoshikage behaved inappropriately.
It's like a knee-jerk reflex: when a hideous-looking, muscular pink octopus head suddenly appears before one's eyes, anyone would instinctively show a certain degree of surprise, vigilance and shock.
Although Kira Yoshikage awakened his Stand a long time ago, he has only ever seen two Stand users.
He didn't even know the concept of "stand-in", nor did he know whether there were other people in the world who possessed this special ability.
But now, he unexpectedly met the third of his kind, and he was right in front of him.
This made Kira Yoshikage lose control of himself.
But after a brief loss of composure, this man who had tried to live an ordinary life all his life quickly calmed down.
He didn't want to attract the attention of the man in front of him, nor did he want to get himself involved in unnecessary trouble, so he immediately tried hard to pretend nothing had happened, as if the tall Crimson King standing in front of him was just a piece of air.
Diablo smiled knowingly.
He cooperated well and did not spy on Kira Yoshikage again, nor did he use the time cut again.
He simply ordered the Crimson King to use his characteristic of being "invisible to ordinary people" to quietly reach out to the cash register at the counter and steal money in front of Kira Yoshikage.
The Crimson King moves very quickly, and even without using the time-slashing skill, it is not difficult for him to avoid the eyes of ordinary people.
All of this happened to be seen by Kirara Yoshikage:
"I see."
"He summoned this 'Killer Queen'-like thing, just to steal the money to pay the bill."
"Fortunately, this guy is not coming for me..."
Kira Yoshikage felt a little relieved.
He subconsciously reached out and touched the "girlfriend" in his pocket. She was still well hidden and there was nothing unusual.
Thinking of this, Kira Yoshikage's expression became more relaxed and indifferent.
He could not help but stop feeling nervous, and in order to give the other party the impression that he "couldn't see anything", he even spoke after knowing that Diablo had already stolen the cash:
"Sir, do you not have enough cash?"
"If it doesn't work, I can lend you some money for emergency."
Kira Yoshikage's voice was calm but passionate, as if he hadn't even seen the Crimson King secretly handing the stolen money to Diablo.
That kind of calmness, which was no different from that of an ordinary person, seemed to have been deeply imprinted in his soul. If Diablo had not already known the truth, he would probably have been perfectly deceived by such an ordinary temperament.
But unfortunately...
When it comes to being low-key and pretending to be a timid grandson, Diablo is also a real industry expert.
He had been roaming the streets disguised as an ordinary person for years and had never been discovered until he accidentally met Li Qing.
Then, Diablo waved his hand and gave Kira Yoshikage a plain but friendly smile:
"No, thanks."
"I have found the money on me, and can pay for it myself."
As he said that, Diablo took out the still-hot stolen money to pay the bill.
After paying the bill, he didn't do anything else. He just turned back and nodded politely to Kira Yoshikage with his shopping bag, then walked out of the store with a calm expression.
Kira Yoshikage also smiled back calmly and watched Diablo leave safely.
This little disturbance ended just like that.
"it's over."
Kira Yoshikage breathed a sigh of relief.
"here we go."
Diablo's figure flashed and completely disappeared from Kira Yoshikage's sight.
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Half an hour later.
Kira Yoshikage's house is a Japanese-style house with exquisite decoration and spacious space.
After watching Diablo go away in the convenience store, and then using anti-reconnaissance means to walk back and forth on the street several times, and repeatedly confirming that no one was following him, Kira Yoshikage finally felt at ease and returned home with his "46th girlfriend".
The house was empty and deserted, as if he was the only living person living there.
After returning home, Kira Yoshikage quickly and skillfully sorted out the purchased daily necessities and arranged them properly.
After everything was tidied up, he began to scoop out two portions of rice from the bag skillfully like an ordinary house cook, and gently washed them in a bowl.
This is a very common daily housework scene -
If there wasn't a severed hand on the table.
"Just be patient, dear."
"This is your first meal at the Kirara household, so I have to prepare it well."
Kira Yoshikage was washing rice in an orderly manner while talking to his "girlfriend" with great concentration.
I don't know how the so-called "girlfriend" responded to him. He really sounded a little emotional when he talked to himself:
"Oh? You want to help too?"
"That's good...very good."
As he said this, Kira Yoshikage actually picked up the severed hand that he had carefully wiped clean, and put it into the rice bowl with a look of joy on his face.
"I...X!"
" This lunatic...don't touch the food with this kind of thing!"
Hiding in the dark, Diablo couldn't help but curse in his heart -
Yes, when Kira Yoshikage was busy being affectionate with his "girlfriend", he had no idea that the same person he met half an hour ago had sneaked into his home quietly.
It's not that he was not cautious enough. He walked around the street for half an hour and repeatedly confirmed that there was no one behind him before he dared to go home.
But what Kira Yoshikage didn't know was that Diablo's ability to hide and conceal himself was almost unstoppable.
Using the temporary absolute concealment ability brought by time slashing, he can track almost any target in the world silently.
Usually, the enemy doesn't have time to figure out what they are facing before Diablo appears in front of them with the Crimson King, and then he takes off his coat calmly to reveal his black stockings and talks dirty.
So, Diablo followed Kira Yoshikage silently all the way.
After using Tokisaki to sneak into the Kira family's mansion, he began to hide in the dark and observe carefully.
This observation did not yield any useful information, but it once again shook Diavolo's already shocked mind.
"This is a complete perversion..."
Diablo couldn't even help but think of his old subordinate, Jocrat, a madman who also liked killing for fun.
Jocrat left a very bad impression on him, and the same was true for Kira Yoshikage now:
"Can we really communicate smoothly with such a lunatic?"
"Let's try not to reveal our tracks and secretly investigate for clues in this house."
"Even if we can't find any clues related to the arrow, we can find the murderer's specific personal information and use it as a bargaining chip to threaten him later."
Diablo had no intention of showing up and asking for clues directly.
While Kira Yoshikage was busy in the kitchen, he began to sneak into other rooms of this Japanese-style house, carefully searching for possible clues in the house.
He first walked into a study-like place, which was filled with various office supplies such as telephones, fax machines, shredders, personal computers, as well as various books, photo albums, awards, and trophies.
"Kirara Yoshikage..."
"So that's his name."
"I got a lot of awards and trophies when I was a student, but all I got was 'third place'."
"There are a lot of photos in the album... but they are just ordinary photos recording his family's growth, and they are of little value."
"There are also photos of his parents. Judging from the previous group photos, his parents should have died of natural causes after he turned 20."
"Too ordinary... This guy has completely hidden himself."
"But... why are there so many nails here? They are stored in bottles according to the year... Can this guy grow so many nails in a year?"
Diablo searched everywhere but did not find the clue related to the arrow that he had imagined.
And because of his unfamiliarity with Japanese, he was unable to collect much personal information about Kira Yoshikage.
So he carefully memorized Kira Yoshikage's name, turned around and walked to the next room, continuing to search in someone else's house like a thief.
This time...
Diablo searched out a wooden box that looked quite old from a cabinet that was already covered with thick dust.
“This… this length that is neither too short nor too long… this feel that is neither too heavy nor too light…”
"Could it be that... the contents of the box are..."
Suddenly finding such an "antique" that looked very much like an arrow box, Diablo's long-suppressed mood could not help but feel a little excited.
"No way, could it be that the first Stand user I met was the Arrow Bearer?"
"Is it really that simple?"
Diablo couldn't believe that he was so lucky.
But when he tried to calm down and open the wooden box, the metallic light that came out of the lid still made his heart tremble violently:
"It's really an arrow!"
There was a bow and an arrow in the box.
The bow was just an ordinary bow, but the arrow, or to be more precise, the arrowhead, was one of the six arrowheads that Diablo had excavated in Egypt that year.
"Yes, this is the arrow I'm looking for!"
"It was so easy to find it... fate is on my side after all!"
Diablo roared softly in excitement, even forgetting that he was a thief.
And just when he was about to reach out and grab the arrow of his destiny...
There was a sudden flash of white light behind him.
That was the light from the camera flash.
Along with a series of crisp shutter sounds, a sinister voice suddenly rang out in the room:
"asshole…"
"Don't mess with my son's things!"
