Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 219 Knife
As Shiratori walked out of the coffee shop with Shion in his arms, and just as they closed the glass door, a gust of cold wind hit them, making Shiratori Kiyoya feel a chill on his face.

He looked up and saw fine, swirling snowflakes under the warm yellow streetlights.

A cold wind blew straight into his collar, and Shiratori Seiya noticed that Shion, who was nestled in his arms, trembled slightly, so he tightened his arms around her.

Sensing his movement, Hojo Shione raised her watery eyes, looked at his profile, parted her lips slightly, exhaled a puff of white breath, and softly called out:
"Qing Zai..."

"What's wrong? Let's go to the hospital first and talk about it."

"Hmm...you'll tell me, won't you?"

Meeting the girl's gaze, and in the light of the doorway, Shiratori Seiya saw a blurry, teary glint in her beautiful eyes, her gaze filled with unease.

Shion asked the question again and again, as if she could grasp everything about Shiratori Seiya and understand him better than anyone else if she got the answer.

"Yes, I'll tell you everything."

While verbally responding to those words, Shiratori Seiya had no intention of telling the other person anything.

However, he hadn't expected Xiyin to be so obsessed with the truth, and he couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

While feeling upset, I also felt helpless.

To be honest, what she wanted was something she could never give her.

He had planned from the very beginning to never tell anyone about the system's secrets until his death.

It wasn't that he didn't believe Xiyin would keep her mouth shut. Given her personality, once she knew something, she would never tell anyone. He could understand Xiyin's thoughts. As long as she could get secrets from him that others didn't know, she would feel closer to him.

Because of his possessiveness, he would never share this kind of thing with Saori and the others.

What he was really worried about was that once Xiyin knew this secret, there was no guarantee she wouldn't do something outrageous.

That's how people are; once they get one thing, they want more. Even if she says this is enough for her now, nobody knows what she'll think later, and things will only get more complicated then.

This damn love.

Shiratori Seiya cursed inwardly, then helped Shione toward his car.

However, when I was less than ten meters away from the car, I suddenly heard a screeching sound of brakes, followed by a series of honking horns.

He instinctively looked in the direction of the sound and saw a Mercedes speeding around the corner.

His right eyelid twitched again, and a bad feeling immediately arose in his heart. He took a few quick steps to support Xiyin.

But after taking only two steps, the Mercedes suddenly stopped abruptly under the streetlights, and then the door suddenly opened, and a figure staggered out of the car.

Shiratori Seiya didn't see him clearly at first, but when the other person walked under the streetlight, Fujikawa Shunpei's face was reflected in his eyes.

Under the lights, the two people, ten meters apart, stared at each other.

Shiratori Seiya frowned, his gaze shifting downwards to notice that Fujikawa Shunpei was holding a bottle of sake in one hand and a shiny silver object in the other...

When he saw what was in the other person's right hand, Shiratori Seiya's pupils contracted.

However, before he could make any move, Fujikawa Shunpei directly raised the dark muzzle of his gun.

There was no time to escape.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Shiratori Seiya grabbed Shion's hand, pulling her into his arms and turning his back to Fujikawa Shunpei.

'boom! '

A bright gunshot rang out in the air, followed by a burst of blood on his shoulder.

Having anticipated what would happen, Shiratori Seiya felt as if time had stood still at that moment.

He felt as if a small pebble had hit his shoulder, then his body sank, and he fell to the ground with Xiyin in his arms.

First, she heard a sudden explosion, then Shiratori Seiya suddenly tackled her to the ground. Hojo Shione was stunned. She blinked and whispered:
"Qing Zai?"

'Hiss!' After the initial adrenaline rush subsided, Shiratori Seiya felt a tearing pain in his shoulder. He gasped and his face contorted in pain.

"Qing Zai?"

Noticing the pained expression on his face and feeling the warm, sticky warmth of the hand that was holding his shoulder, Hojo Shione seemed to realize something. Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and she exclaimed in surprise:

"Qingya?!"

Seeing Shiratori Seiya fall to the ground, Fujikawa Shunpei's breathing became rapid, and the madness in his bloodshot eyes intensified.

The fingers gripping the gun tightened again.

Do you want me dead?

I'll take you with me even if I die.

But before he could pull the trigger again, a cold, piercing light flashed before his eyes.

He felt a tremendous force on his arm, and the gleaming silver pistol was flung from his hand.

Fujikawa Shunpei stared blankly at the long sword piercing his arm for a moment, and then blood gushed from the wound.

He finally realized what was happening, and a piercing pain washed over him.

Before he could even shout, a figure rushed in front of him, grabbed the long sword piercing his arm, and spun him around twice.

"what!!"

Fujikawa Shunpei's heart-wrenching screams rang out in the air, and he collapsed to his knees in agony.

Looking at the man kneeling before her, Saori Hasegawa's face was icy, and a surging killing intent brewed in her beautiful eyes.

She drew her gleaming silver knife and plunged it into the other man's wrist again, then flicked it upwards.

'Shuh! '

The blade gleamed coldly under the light, and bright red blood dripped from its edge, splattering onto her face.

"what!"

Another scream erupted from Fujikawa Shunpei's throat as he clutched his arms and writhed on the ground like a maggot.

Saori unconsciously clenched her fist over the long sword, looked at the man in front of her, plunged the sword into his shoulder, and then pulled it out abruptly.

Seeing the man on the verge of shock from the pain, Saori Hasegawa casually slashed aside the gun beside her with her knife and roared:
"You deserve to die!"

Just as she was about to raise her sword again, she heard Hojo Shione shout from behind her.

"Kiyo! Hang in there..."

Upon hearing this, Saori Hasegawa froze, glanced back at Seiya Shiratori lying on the ground, her eyes regaining a glimmer of clarity, and quickly ran over.

Looking at Hojo Shione, who was kneeling on the ground clutching Kiyoya, her face filled with terror, Hasegawa Saori pointed her blood-stained sword at her and said coldly:

"Go away."

Looking at the long sword in front of her, Hojo Shione was stunned. She subconsciously raised her head, her gaze sweeping over Saori's blood-stained profile, and meeting the other's cold eyes.

In just a moment, she suddenly felt death was so close to her.

Suddenly, Shiratori Seiya, who was being held in her arms, stirred.

He clutched his shoulder, his face contorted and pale, and with difficulty turned to look at Saori, who forced out two sentences through clenched teeth:
"Stop...stop arguing."

"Call...call an ambulance..."

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(End of this chapter)