My love is abyss mode

Chapter 143 The Vortex (6.4K)

After Shirakawa Momo finished tidying up the sound room, Kuronuma Kiba and she left the LiveHouse together and took a car to Shinkai's house in Bunkyo Ward.

In the darkness, a black sedan sped along the elevated highway, with city lights shining brightly on both sides. Soothing piano music drifted through the small space inside the car, creating an atmosphere of romance.

Shirakawa Momo glanced at the night view outside the car window, the blurry neon lights reflected in her golden eyes, as if stars had fallen into them.

Kuronuma sat beside her, his hand unconsciously resting on her tight thigh encased in jeans, the fabric rough yet elastic.

"What are your plans?" he suddenly asked.

"I have absolutely no ideas."

Shirakawa Momo shook her head slightly, frowning with a slight headache, and said slowly, "There is too little information. All we know so far is that Shiona-chan has inappropriate thoughts about you, and Matsuzaka is very unhappy about it. We have no idea what happened between the two of them."

"If I grant Shionai's request, is it possible for them to reconcile?" Kuronuma Kiba suddenly wondered.

Although Shinkai Shiona is unexpectedly annoying, he is willing to sacrifice himself so that no one gets hurt!
As soon as he finished speaking, Shirakawa Momo glared at him with a murderous look. Kuronuma Kiba raised his hands in surrender and gave an awkward laugh: "Never mind what I said. Um, I would never betray Ryo on my own initiative."

"By doing this, you will only cause more people to get hurt."

Shirakawa Momo wasn't going to let him skip the topic so easily. She turned to look at Kuronuma Kiba and said in a serious tone, "Have you considered Matsuzaka's feelings? I just said she's very unhappy, right?"

And then there's my and Liang's feelings—she didn't say that out loud.

"I admit I spoke without thinking."

Seeing the cat's "I'm about to breathe" expression, Kuronuma Kiba decisively backed down and seriously analyzed the current situation: "So, as long as we dissuade Shiona-chan from her idea, or make her apologize to Matsuzaka properly, that should be enough, right?"

"That's how it is in theory. Anyway, go home first and observe her attitude towards you."

Shirakawa Momo turned back to look at the night view outside the car window. After a while, a look of despair and helplessness appeared on her pink lips: "I can't understand why she has become like this. If we can't solve the problem at its root, the band risks disbanding again."

"No way, isn't Shionai's favorite band?"

Kuronuma shrugged, not believing the band was at great risk: "Besides, do I need a reason to like someone?"

Faced with his narcissism, Shirakawa Momo was speechless.

She had to admit that this scumbag with a terrible personality and a womanizing ways was very popular with girls. His appearance alone could attract many beauty enthusiasts, and coupled with his abyss-like, depraved personality, even she herself couldn't extricate herself from it.

If it weren't for the initial guidance, Kuronuma would be living a very happy life right now.

"No matter what, you must not lay a hand on Shionai-chan."

Shirakawa Momo looked up at Kuronuma Kiba, treating him with such a tough attitude for the first time: "When we get home, I will secretly keep an eye on you. If anything happens, I will call Ryo immediately."

"Yes Yes."

Seeing his displeased reply, Shirakawa Momo felt her frustration dissipate, and she sighed softly, her eyes filled with confusion.

Since her principles were broken by Kuronuma, she has no idea where her future will lead. Now she can only firmly pursue her "dream" and grope her way in the dark.

The bright white lights illuminated the wooden signboard of [Shinkai House]. The vehicle stopped in front of the detached house, which was a blend of Japanese and Western styles. Shirakawa Momo got out of the car, brought Kuronuma Kiba to the door, and took out the key to open the door.

From the outside, only the lights were on in the second-floor rooms; once the door was opened, the living room was dimly lit.

Shirakawa Momo turned on the overhead light, changed into slippers in the entryway, picked up a pair of gray rush slippers from the shoe rack and threw them at Kuronuma Kiba's feet: "Matsusaka bought these for you, you didn't take them with you."

"Okay." Kuronuma Kiba took off his shoes, changed into slippers, and followed her into the living room.

"Please sit for a while, I'll call Shionai-chan down."

Shirakawa Momo took out her phone, glanced at the time on the screen, and then walked towards the stairs: "I'll make dinner later, you and Shionai can chat for a bit."

As she reached the top of the stairs, she turned back and shot a cold look at you, reiterating, "I will be watching you."

"Okay, go ahead." Swamp Fang waved his hand, sat down on the sofa, and took out his phone to watch Pokémon battle videos.

Seeing that he didn't seem interested in Shinkai Shiona, Shirakawa Momo felt relieved and went upstairs to Shinkai Shiona's bedroom door.

I gently knocked on the door and waited a moment before it opened a crack.

Wearing her pajamas, Shinobu peeked out of the room. Seeing Momo standing outside, she asked with some confusion, "Momo, you're back. I've already eaten dinner. Is there something you need?"

Her voice was light and cheerful, but her words conveyed a sense of "don't bother me."

Shirakawa Momo looked up at the top of Shinkai Shiona's head. There was no light coming out of the room. She had clearly seen the lights on when she got out of the car. Shinkai Shiona should not have gone to sleep yet.

"I have something I want to discuss with you. Did I disturb your sleep?" Shirakawa Momo asked tentatively.

"Hmm, I'm already a little sleepy."

Shinkai Shionai raised her hand and yawned, her turquoise eyes instantly turning sleepy: "Can we talk about it tomorrow? My head isn't quite clear right now, you know that."

"Something very important, about the band."

Shirakawa Momo carefully observed Shinkai Shiona's expression. When the band was mentioned, she still seemed uninterested, which was extremely abnormal.

When she first transferred to the private Seiran Academy, Shinkai Shiona didn't have this attitude towards the band.

Seeing that Shirakawa Momo was looking around the bedroom, Shinkai Shiona opened the door a little, went into the hallway, and then quickly closed it again, using her back to cover herself, as if she was hiding something she couldn't show to anyone.

"I see. Let's go downstairs and talk then."

"This idiot, she can't lie at all," Shirakawa Momo thought to herself, marveling at Shinkai Shiona's touching intelligence. As if suddenly remembering something, she said to her, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, Ya is downstairs."

Why are you only bringing this up now?!

Shinkai Shionai's eyes lit up, and like a dog that had found a bone, she quickly ran down the stairs to find Kuronuma Kiba.

She easily lured her away. Shirakawa Momo stared at the closed door, pursing her lips, hesitating whether to open it and take a look.

Entering someone else's bedroom without permission isn't her style, but Shionai's guilty look just now was really worrying, and she had already promised to help Kuronuma, and they currently had too little information.
If we can find valuable information with just one glance, or directly find out why Shinkai Shiona is obsessed with Kuronuma Kiba, we might be able to come up with the fastest way to solve the problem.

And nobody knows.

Looking back at the stairs, and seeing that Shina Shinkai had no intention of coming back to lock the door, Momo Shirakawa took out her phone and sent a message to Kiba Kuronuma.

[Shirakawa: Hold Shiona-chan back before I go downstairs]
[Black Marsh:? ? ? ]
[Shirakawa: Obey orders]
[Kuronuma: She's clinging to me, I didn't make the first move]
[Shirakawa:? ? ? ]
[Shirakawa: You're not allowed to lay a hand on me!]
[Shirakawa: I'm coming downstairs right away, in a few minutes!]
There's no time to hesitate; we must act quickly.

Shirakawa Momo took a deep breath, raised her hand to turn the handle, gently pushed open the door, and quietly walked in.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was pitch black, not letting in a single ray of light. There was a familiar scent in the air—dry, elegant, and sophisticated. It was somewhat like sandalwood, yet also had a burning quality.

Shirakawa Momo closed her eyes, trying to recall carefully. Her heart skipped a beat—the smell of incense. This smell had tormented her for a long time at her mother's funeral; she couldn't possibly be mistaken.

Painful memories surfaced, and she trembled as she raised her hand, groped for the wall, found the light switch, and turned on the bedroom ceiling light.

Opening her eyes, Shirakawa Momo swallowed hard and took a step back in fear upon seeing the horrifying scene before her.

The walls, ceiling, bedside table, and desktop were covered with photos of Kurozuma Fang, leaving no gaps and overwhelming her petite body, creating a strange sense of terror.

There are even many photos of Kuronuma Kiba before he transferred schools. Did Shinkai Shiona already know him?

What's going on between these two people?

Momo Shirakawa raised her hand to her forehead, trying to sort out her thoughts which had been disrupted by the overly impactful visuals.

When Kuronuma had just transferred schools and she had just moved, he mentioned that that was when he met Shinkai Shiona. Before that, the two could not have crossed paths. It was impossible for them to know each other when they had just formed a band without his knowledge.

Is the photo from the college forum?

It seems someone is selling it. If we can find that person, we should be able to find out the timeline of Shinkai Shionai's changes.

Looking around, her gaze fell on the shrine placed against the wall, above which were two broken bamboo knives, and the incense burner was covered in dust.

No wonder there's the smell of incense. But what's the meaning of these two bamboo knives?
She walked quickly over, glanced at the prayer mat with obvious kneeling marks, slowly knelt down, and opened the cabinet under the shrine.

Inside was only a small, well-sealed glass bottle containing an unknown, viscous liquid; its yellowish color looked rather disgusting.

Whatever it is, the problem is more serious than we imagined.

She took photos of the glass bottle and bamboo knife with her phone, closed the cabinet, and then turned on the video recorder to film Shinkai Shiona's bedroom in its entirety before leaving the room, making sure to turn off the overhead light.

Hopefully, Kuronuma Kiba and Matsusaka Kanon will be able to remain rational after seeing these things.

As she descended the stairs, she saw Shirakawa Momo sitting on the sofa, her arms wrapped around Kuronuma Kiba's arm, her soft pajamas pressing against him. Shirakawa Momo raised her clenched fist to her lips and coughed lightly to draw their attention.

"I need to make a late-night snack. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

As she spoke, she gave Kuronuma Kiba a wink, signaling him to send Shinkai Shionai away.

Reading Shirakawa Momo's eyes, Kuronuma Kiba laboriously pulled his hand away from Shina Niimi's embrace, pushed her shoulder away, and met Shina Niimi's gaze with gentle eyes: "Shina, why don't you make dinner?"

"But all I know how to make is omelet rice!"

Shinkai Shionai blinked, leaned closer, and revealed her snow-white shoulder blades through the loose, light green neckline of her pajamas, below which were her full, rounded features.

She wasn't wearing a bra, and her precarious posture, combined with the overwhelming citrus scent, was quite a test of one's willpower.

Fortunately, Shikano Ryo had just squeezed Kuronuma Kiba tonight, so he was still relatively calm, and the tempting scene only stirred a little ripple in his heart.

"Compared to Kanon, I still prefer your omelet rice," Kuronuma said with a smile, coaxing her into going to the kitchen.

Hearing this, Shinkai Shiona's emerald eyes lit up, and she got up and ran into the semi-open kitchen, opening the refrigerator: "Yay! Please wait a moment, Shiona-chan's secret recipe omelet rice will be ready soon!"

Seeing her take out the ingredients and get busy in the kitchen, Shirakawa Momo took over the spot where Shinkai Shiona had been, took out her phone, and whispered in Kuronuma Kiba's ear, "Don't be surprised no matter what you see later."

"it is good."

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Shirakawa Momo emphasized again: "What I mean is, you have to be mentally prepared."

"A horror movie or an 18+ film?" Kuronuma asked curiously.

"In horror movies, a female ghost with a pale face and blood streaming from her eyes will suddenly appear on screen."

"Okay, come on."

"Be quiet."

Shirakawa Momo played the video she had just recorded and showed it to him, her gaze fixed on Shinkai Shiona in the kitchen, just in case she suddenly came over to join the fun. Kuronuma Kiba watched the short video for a few seconds, but the female ghost didn't appear. He turned to look at Shirakawa Momo's profile and asked in confusion, "Where's the female ghost?"

"Aren't you surprised?"

Shirakawa Momo tilted her head and looked at him, her golden eyes filled with confusion: "These are all your photos, weren't they taken clearly?"

"Well, then what?"

"This is Shionai-chan's room. I just took a picture of it secretly."

"That's normal, isn't it?" Kuronuma Kiba said dismissively; he had seen similar scenes online before.

It's perfectly normal for girls who are fans of celebrities to have posters all over their rooms, or for otaku to have anime characters plastered all over their rooms or collect figurines that cover an entire wall.

"Would a normal person do something like this?" Shirakawa Momo asked, frowning, her eyes clearly saying, "You have a problem."

"Yes, I even use Rurikawa Tsubaki as my wallpaper."

Kuroguma took out his phone and showed her a wallpaper of a maid lifting her skirt, then suddenly changed the subject: "So there are no female ghosts?"

"No." Shirakawa Momo raised her hand to rub her temples, feeling a headache coming on, unsure how to explain the seriousness of the problem to him.

Am I really just making a fuss over nothing?
Impossible. How could a normal person do such a thing? There must be something wrong with both Kuronuma Kiba and Shinkai Shiona.

She turned off the video that was playing on repeat, opened the photo, and asked Kuronuma Fang, "Get to the point first, do you know what this is?"

"do not know."

Kuronuma glanced at it, skipped the topic, and pressed on relentlessly: "I think the point is that you just lied to me."

"I did this to prepare you mentally."

"You clearly said you wouldn't lie to me."

"I--"

Shirakawa Momo was speechless for a moment. Seeing his innocent expression, she asked in exasperation, "What do you want?"

"You have to pay the price for doing something wrong, right?"

Kuronuma Kiba's lips curled into a wicked smile as he looked her over with amusement and amusement. He then put his arm around Shirakawa Momo's slender shoulder: "I have an idea. You, Ryo, and Kanon..."

Shirakawa Momo took a deep breath, stomped on his foot hard, and said through gritted teeth, "Fine, I agree. Now can we get down to business?"

"Okay, go ahead." Kuronuma Kiba smiled with satisfaction. It was good that she agreed; all that was left was the right opportunity.

Are you familiar with these two pieces of bamboo knife?

"This was during a study trip in Izu."

After listening to his brief account of the story that took place in Izu, Shirakawa Momo rested her chin on her hand and, unusually, began to think with a troubled expression, looking very distressed and troubled.

Just then, Shinkai Shiona's sweet voice and the aroma of omelet rice wafted over.

"Teeth, dinner's ready!"

"If you don't have any ideas, let's eat first." Kuronuma Kiba got up from the sofa and walked to the dining table.

"I think it's necessary to tell Matsuzaka about this."

Shirakawa Momo followed him to the dining table and saw that there was only one omelet rice. She cast a questioning look at Shinkai Shiona: "Do you think we're so close that we're eating each other's leftovers?"

"of course not."

Shinkai Shiona pulled out a chair and sat down across the table from Kiba Kuronuma. She rested her chin on her hands and said with a light smile, "This is an omelet rice specially made for Kiba. If Momo wants some, please make it yourself."

"Ha, you're finished."

Shirakawa Momo sneered, lifted her foot and walked towards the kitchen. As she passed Kuronuma Kiba behind her, she kicked his chair: "You too."

"Huh?" Kuronuma Kiba held his chopsticks in mid-air, turned his head to look at Shirakawa Momo's back, and suddenly felt that the omelet rice in front of him didn't taste so good anymore.

Shirakawa Momo ignored him, went into the kitchen, took out a tomato from the refrigerator, and chopped it into small pieces: "Eat quickly, then go home and we'll discuss it with Matsusaka before making a decision."

"go home?"

Did I say I wanted you to stay overnight?

"No." Kuronuma Kiba glanced at Shinkai Shiona, who was all smiles across the table, and then silently ate his omelet rice.

It's okay, life is about gains and losses, he comforted himself.

Seeing that Shirakawa Momo wasn't going to keep him, Shinkai Shiona's blue eyes lit up, and she said in a sweet voice, "Um, if you don't mind, you can stay in my room."

"Forget it, Ryo is still waiting for me at home." Kuronuma Kiba refused decisively. If he dared to agree, Shirakawa Momo would dare to summon Hatsushino Ryo.

After dinner, Kuronuma Kiba, warmly seen off by Shinkai Shiona, walked out the door and back to his apartment through the quiet streets late at night.

Pushing open the door, a gust of cold wind hit my face. With the help of the faint moonlight filtering through the balcony window, I could vaguely see a figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"I am back."

As Kuronuma opened his mouth, he turned on the switch on the wall in the entryway, and warm yellow light shone on Matsusaka Kanon's pale skin. Against the backdrop of her black nightgown and long black hair, her face looked particularly gloomy.

Even from a distance, you can feel the fragility permeating the air.

"Welcome home."

Matsuzaka Kanon placed her hands on her lap, turned her head slightly, and cast a chilling gaze through her gray eyes as she smiled and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Despite it being a smile that seemed all too familiar, Kuronuma felt a deadly danger emanating from it.

When Shirakawa Momo shared information with her, did she embellish it?
He swallowed hard, kicked off his shoes, and glanced at the open door to the balcony: "I've already eaten."

"Ah, I almost forgot, compared to me, I prefer Shionai-chan's cooking."

When Matsuzaka Kanon said this, her clean and beautiful face still had a gentle smile on it, and there was no hint of jealousy or questioning in her tone, as if she was just blaming herself for not doing well enough.

An overwhelming sense of oppression washed over him, and an invisible gravity pressed down on him. Kuronuma calmly closed the balcony door.

The glass became a dark mirror, reflecting the figure of Matsuzaka Kanon. From this angle, she seemed to be surrounded by an incurable unease and resentment.

Kuronuma turned to face her, a hint of heartache flashing in his black eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "That was just to coax Shiona into making dinner. I still prefer your cooking when you put your heart into it."

"Honestly, that look is so cunning."

Matsuzaka Kanon sighed softly, unable to bear blaming him, and patted the sofa beside her: "Can you come and sit down? I'm a little tired."

Kuronuma Kiba sat down beside her, and Matsuzaka Kanon immediately leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes to rest.

The apartment has underfloor heating, and after closing the balcony door, the air temperature gradually rises, making one feel drowsy.

The two sat quietly for a while. Matsuzaka Kanon took her phone, unlocked the screen, handed it to Kuronuma Kiba, and said in a tired voice, "Look for yourself."

[Shinkai: I don't know what teeth are like to you, but he said he prefers my omelet rice to yours.]
[Shinkai: (Photo)]
Shinkai Shiona came to Matsuzaka Kanon to show off, which was something Kuronuma Kiba definitely didn't expect.

"Tao has already sent me the photos and videos."

Matsuzaka Kanon's body gradually tilted, pressing down with all her weight, as if she had lost all the pillars supporting her heart: "I didn't expect her to be so obsessed. What do you think, Kiba?"

"What I think doesn't matter. What matters is that you seem very sad." Kuronuma Kiba put his arm around her shoulder and looked down at her slightly distorted face.

"I was thinking, Shionai-chan used to say that she would wait until I found happiness before pursuing her own. Was she planning that back then?"

Matsuzaka Kanon opened her eyes and met his gaze. Her voice gradually softened, and a hint of malice appeared in her eyes, even the beauty mark at the corner of her eye seemed glaring.
"Otherwise, I can't think of any reason why she would betray me. From the time she was born, I was the only one in the Matsusaka family who cared about her. Even when my parents tried to stop me, I still cared for and looked after her."

She betrayed me without hesitation, breaking ties with me, giving me the feeling that she was repaying me for all the malice I had suffered at the Matsusaka family's hands over the years.”

Her voice gradually faded until it seemed as if she was speaking only to herself.

In order to heal Shinkai Shiona, Matsuzaka Kanon did not hesitate to break up the Matsuzaka family, including her own biological parents.

Now, however, Shinkai Shionai is only thinking about herself, completely disregarding her feelings, and even willing to break ties to insist on her, stabbing her in the back.

"Did Momo tell you about her plans?" Kuronuma asked softly.

"She said she'll be going to buy an electric piano with Shionai-chan tomorrow, and she can send me the location if I want to meet up."

Matsuzaka Kanon raised her hand and gently stroked Kuronuma Kiba's cheek, a dangerous red light flashing in her gray eyes. She said meaningfully, "I don't think it's necessary. Although I've kept some things from her, Shiona-chan's infatuation with you is genuine. She can't turn back now."

The tears welling up in her eyes showed that Matsuzaka Kanon was deeply hurt by Shinkai Shiona's stubbornness.

Kuronuma Kiba had the idea of ​​giving Shinkai Shiona a good beating, but considering that it would be pointless and would only please her, he immediately dismissed the idea.

In any case, it is his responsibility to take care of Matsuzaka Kanon. Even if he cannot make the two of them reconcile, he must make Shinkai Shiona apologize to Matsuzaka Kanon properly.

"Go to sleep early, Tao and I will handle this matter."

Kuronuma scooped Matsuzaka Kanon up in his arms and carried her toward her bedroom: "Shiona probably doesn't really want revenge on you. I'll make her explain herself."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

He placed Matsuzaka Kanon on the bed, covered her with a blanket, turned off the light, quietly closed the door, and returned to his room.

Turn on the light, and on the soft, large bed in front of you, Hatsushino Ryo has been waiting for a long time.

"I've warmed the bed."

She sat up in bed wrapped in a thin blanket, and as she reached out her hands to Kuronuma, the blanket slipped smoothly off her shoulders, revealing her fair and delicate skin.

"Liang, there's something I want to discuss with you. Please help me think of a solution."

"We'll talk about it after we finish it."

(End of this chapter)