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Chapter 5 Is It Bad to Live?

Shiraishi's clothes only had two pockets, one for money and the other for a pearl necklace that was almost stained with blood.

Based on the concept of food safety that has been formed for a long time, he did not put the capsule in his pocket, but kept it in his hand - even if his hands were not actually clean, at least he felt good about it.

This move accidentally saved him a lot of trouble.

When he picked up the soda water, the capsule in his hand inevitably came close to the bottle wall. Immediately afterwards, Shiraishi felt that his palm was empty - the capsule actually penetrated the plastic bottle as if teleporting, and quickly dissolved into the water under his gaze, leaving no residue at all.

Nothing left.

Shiraishi was startled for a moment.

A few seconds later, he turned around as if nothing had happened and handed a bottle of drink to Hitomi Hirokawa, who had just stopped crying: "Would you like to drink it?"

Hirokawa Hitomi originally wanted to refuse, but after crying for so long, her throat was unbearably dry. After hesitating for a moment, she finally raised her hand to take it.

She watched the water fall out of the vending machine with her own eyes. Without thinking much, she unscrewed the sealed bottle cap and took a sip to moisten her throat, intending to ask Shiraishi what he wanted to do.

However, as soon as she raised her head, she saw that the other party was looking at her with slight curiosity. His eyes did not look at the murderer, nor did he look at the victim who was being threatened by him... but rather like the curious student staring at the test tube in chemistry class.

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Hitomi Hirokawa was stared at by his strange gaze, and hair ran down her spine: "You..."

As soon as she started talking, her eyes suddenly went dark, and her whole body seemed to fall backwards into a whirlpool, and her consciousness briefly blurred.

A few seconds later, Hirokawa Hitomi held her forehead, opened her eyes suddenly, and struggled to regain her consciousness.

She gasped and tried to stand up, but at this moment, an inverted "shaped" object happened to fall from above her head, pressing her firmly against the back of the chair.

In confusion, she felt that the seat under her body became softer, and there was a neck pillow on the back of the chair.

This is definitely not the configuration of a park bench. Isn't this... the roller coaster she just rode not long ago!

……what happened??

Hirokawa Hitomi held on to the thick safety clamp and stared at the slightly peeling paint on the front of the car and the track, confused.

At this time, the person sitting next to her grabbed her hand and whispered, "Ahhhhhhhhhh it's so exciting! We happen to be in the first row!"

"Yes, yes." This scene also appeared more than ten minutes ago. Hirokawa Hitomi was shocked, and tentatively held it back. The hand in the palm was slender and soft, with a clear temperature, so delicate that it didn't look like an illusion.

She turned to look at her best friend again and looked at her carefully. There was nothing unusual about her from head to toe. Even the slightly raised curly hair on her head was exactly the same as in her memory. Everything seemed to have gone back in time.

But this kind of thing...how is it possible!

Without giving her any more time to think, soon a bell rang and the roller coaster started.

Hitomi Hirokawa was stunned for a while, then suddenly remembered something, she hurriedly retracted her hand and touched her pocket.

She reached into her hand from the folds of her skirt, and her fingertips touched a string of slightly cool things - the modified pearl necklace, which was lying quietly in her pocket.

But just now, it was clearly taken away by the man who suddenly appeared!

Everything made Hitomi Hirokawa baffled. She wanted to turn around and see if she was still the nosy passenger in the back seat, but the safety clamp restricted her range of movement.

After trying several times without success, Hitomi Hirokawa gave up thinking and slumped on the chair. He was carried by the roller coaster and gradually rose to the top of the track.

The slightly hot summer wind blew by her face, and she stared blankly at the distant blue sky. She suddenly thought that maybe the incident of being prevented from murdering someone and being threatened with a necklace had never happened, and it was just her.

conjecture.

This is very possible.

Recently, she has been busy planning the murder of the man she fell in love with. Her mind is full of various plans and how to deal with it if something goes wrong.

The counselor noticed her mental trance and gently suggested that she see a psychiatrist. In this case, it was not impossible to temporarily regard her imagination as the truth.

...Yes, that must be the case!

Woo——

The roller coaster swoops down.

Hitomi Hirokawa took a deep breath, and the confusion disappeared from her eyes, revealing a light of determination. She wiped off the hair tie on her wrist, quickly put her long hair up in the crazy wind, and tied it up so that it would not be messy.

A simple bun that won’t fall down even if it floats.

Then she lowered her head again and tucked her top into her skirt while her best friend closed her eyes and screamed.

——The tunnel was so dark that it was impossible for the people in the back seat to see her actions.

If he is really exposed unfortunately, it must be because he accidentally bumped into the other person.

As long as you avoid this, everything will be fine!

Hitomi Hirokawa gritted her teeth and encouraged herself, and a thin layer of sweat quickly formed on her palms. Under her nervous gaze, the roller coaster finally rushed into the tunnel as she wished.

This time, she acted very cautiously and successfully put the wire necklace around her ex-boyfriend's neck without disturbing the people in the back seat. Then she dropped the iron hook at the other end of the wire and let it hook onto the railroad track.

The roller coaster moved forward rapidly along the predetermined track. Before Hitomi Hirokawa could completely retract into the seat, the huge pulling force cut off Kishida Yuichi's head in an instant, and blood spurted out all over the car.

The roller coaster carried a headless corpse and ran the rest of the way. Scattered blood made the scene a mess. When the safety clamp was lifted and the staff and onlookers rushed up, Hitomi Hirokawa put down his tied hair.

, brushed the skirt, and left in the chaos.

She walked off the high platform, stopped in front of a bench not far from the roller coaster, looked at the direction where Kishida Yuichi died, and drank a large amount of sleeping pills prepared in advance.

After that, Hitomi Hirokawa put the bottle back into her bag, sat on the stool with her legs crossed, and watched coldly as more and more people gathered towards the roller coaster. After watching for a while, she suddenly wanted to laugh, and wanted to stand up and shout, "

Everyone declared that this was her masterpiece.

This idea made Hirokawa Hitomi feel happy, so she really stood up, but at this time, her heartbeat suddenly increased, double images were shaking in front of her eyes, and it was like countless balls of steel wire were stirring in her belly.

Before she could completely complete the action of "getting up", she staggered to the ground with a pale face.

Feeling the runny nose and tears flowing out uncontrollably, and looking vaguely at the crowd gathered around her, Hirokawa Hitomi realized that things were different from what she thought.

…Shouldn’t one die magnificently, aesthetically, and with dignity?

But why is it so uncomfortable...so ugly?

But this is just the beginning.

Not long after, Hitomi Hirokawa foamed at the mouth, rolled on the dusty ground, twitched, and even became incontinent.

Her face was filled with tears, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly, wishing she could dig a floor tile and knock herself unconscious. However, the amusement park was well decorated, and her fingernails were bleeding and she couldn't do it, so she had no choice but to bang her head on the ground while crying.

——But I don’t know why, instead of fainting, she woke up contrary to medical common sense.


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