"What is your purpose? Why do you want to come back and take risks?"
"Haha, Sorayama-san, if you were forced to kill Mitsuko yourself because of some people or some organizations, what would you do?"
Sorayama Ichiyo was stunned for a moment, as Mitsuko's voice and smile flashed through his mind. Do you still need to think about this? Even if you are shattered into pieces, you must kill all those people...
Kawada smiled sadly, "I didn't plan to talk about it..." He took a breath and continued, "Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway."
He reached into the pocket on the back of his school pants, grabbed the leather, and pulled out a blood-stained photo from the deepest corner, caressing it gently, and then handed it to Kazuyo Sorayama.
In the photo, Kawada's hair is longer than that of Nanahara, who has a middle-parted hair style. His fair-skinned face does not have that hideous scar, and he has a shy smile that is unimaginable on Kawada. He looks like a truly young person.
middle School student.
To the left of Kawada, there is a girl wearing a sailor uniform. Her black hair is tied up and hangs down in front of her right shoulder. She is a woman who seems to have a strong personality but a very charming smile. The background of the photo looks like it is somewhere
The main road. In addition, we also took pictures of road trees like ginkgo, whiskey advertising boards, and a yellow car. It was like a normal couple inviting passers-by to take photos of their love while shopping.
"She's your girlfriend? That's right." Kazuyo Sorayama returned the photo to Kawada.
Kawada showed a shy smile similar to the one in the photo: "Yes, that's right. Thank you." He fell into some inexplicable memories and said in a rare soft tone: "Her name is Keiko, I was in elementary school with her
We started falling in love when we were young. We went to the same middle school, participated in this game together, and survived after killing many classmates."
Kawada put on a poker face, but his eyes were twitching because of his nervousness: "At the last moment, our collars started to sound alarms, and then Keiko shot me in the abdomen... I took it from her hand
He shot her three times with his gun. She fell into my arms, and then she smiled at me and said, 'Thank you.'..."
Kawada was already choking: "I killed her with my own hands, the siren stopped, and I survived. Later I thought that she could have hit me in the head, chest, or fired a few more shots like me, but she didn't; she
She could have avoided my gun grab, or even knocked me down, but she didn't. She, she..."
"She wants you to live." Sorayama Kazuyo said quietly.
Kawada held the photo tightly for a long time. He took out a cigarette and lit it. He calmed down and said, "I should have died then, so that I wouldn't have to wake up from nightmares almost every day like I do now. I finally knew that Qing
Why did you thank me... Now I have nothing. And the country that killed Qingzi still owes me a lot of things."
That's it! "I understand, Kawada." "Sorayama-san, my purpose is not only to destroy this game, but to let more people escape. They are all the seeds of resistance! Such ruthless and stupid
The government should not continue to exist. Only when more people join can we have enough power to overthrow the rule of those beasts!"
The two of them fell silent at the same time. The sun shone in the forest and the sea breeze blew the leaves slightly. The comfortable and peaceful environment could not dissolve the depression in their hearts at all.
"When you first met Nanabaru, did you rescue them because they were lovers?" Kazuyo Sorayama suddenly asked him.
This question made Kawada raise his head: "Well, including you and Mitsuko, I can see that you are a very good couple."
"That's it..." Kazuyo Sorayama stared at Kawada: "I have a request. If I disappear one day, I hope you can take care of Mitsuko for me."
Kawada was startled, and the cigarette he held fell from his open mouth. The topic changed so suddenly that Kawada didn't even know how the idea of Sorayama Kazuha came about, because the two of them usually seemed quite loving.
, there will never be a chance for a third party to intervene, why is this happening, why is it me...
This was not the first time that the idea of entrusting the photon to Kawada came up. From the beginning, he began to observe Kawada silently, not for the purpose of entrusting the photon, but just out of the habit of a swordsman.
But when he saw Kawada treating Noriko's injuries, something moved in his heart. This man who claimed to be a doctor's son, a chef's son, a soldier's son... seemed to have nothing he couldn't do.
He and Mitsuko are the same kind of people who have despaired of life and rely on their tenacity to survive. They can easily understand each other. Moreover, compared to his ignorance of life skills, Kawada's ability to take care of others is almost as good as his.
The most powerful person I have ever seen.
The most valuable thing is that he doesn't have the vague disgust or desire for Guangzi that other people see. He just treats Guangzi as an ordinary classmate and treats Guangzi as a complete equal.
Kazuyo Sorayama finally made up his mind. It was not because he was heartless, but because of his deep feelings that he did not want Mitsuko to continue to live a miserable life of darkness after he left. He felt that with Kawada’s wisdom and methods, he should be able to take care of this extremely rebellious child.
For a girl, at least we can ensure that she is not harmed.
More importantly, Kazuyo Sorayama no longer has time to find someone more worthy of his trust than Kawada...
"Sorayama-san, do you want to abandon..." Kawada couldn't help but ask. Kazuyo Sorayama shook his head and explained softly: "There is a force that I can't resist. It cannot be solved by force or weapons. Let's put it this way, absolutely
Much harder than overthrowing the Japanese government...
Kawada opened his eyes wide and looked at Kazuyo Sorayama with some sympathy. Based on his understanding of Kazuyo Sorayama, he was definitely not someone who could be surrendered by force!
However, this world does have means that are far more helpless than force. For example, the wretched old man sitting behind the desk of the Presidential Palace and issuing the final order can strangle 10 such people to death with one hand, but in reality
That bastard only needs to move his fingers, and 100 of himself are no match, because on top of his weak body there is an extremely powerful person named President!
Alas, my hope of fulfilling my wish in this life is very slim, so what happened to Kongshan Sang...
"I don't know when this day will come, but you know my premonitions are never wrong...I have a premonition...that once I successfully escape this game, it will be time for me to leave." Kazuyo Sorayama continued.
Kawada was a little understanding, but also a little confused. Although he was reluctant to take over this very troublesome matter, he still nodded reluctantly: "I promise you, Sorayama-san, but Souma-san is not a woman who easily compromises. She will do it.
If something happens, we can actually expect that she will desperately search for you all over the world."
"Yes, but," Sorayama Kazuyo solemnly bowed to Kawada, but it was a bit strange to hold the collar with one hand and close to the trouser line with the other hand. "I will find an opportunity to try to explain to her. Mitsuko's
She never had a good day in the first half of her life. I hope she can live happily in the second half of her life. I am just a passerby after all..."
Kazuyo Kuyama raised his body and murmured in the direction of the photon.