[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

It was as if God was playing a huge joke on Jie Shuyi.

Obviously everything is about to come to an end. Jie Shuyi has gone to great lengths to hide for so long. After his death, his body will simply turn into ashes. No one will see all the filth and ugliness... That's right.

But at this moment, all the fantasies were shattered by an unknown madman.

Perhaps the quietness and silence just now was not because of Jie Shuyi's miserable appearance, but because of the... weird and twisted face behind his head.

Xie Shuyi felt that all eyes seemed to be focused on the back of his head. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but his slender palm was unable to cover it completely.

Whether it's that weird face or his sparse hair.

No one could have imagined that Xie Shuyi would look like this under his hat.

Xie Shuyi lowered his head. Although no one was talking, he could hear the sounds of scolding and humiliation filling his ears.

He took a half step back, then turned around suddenly and ran quickly in the opposite direction.

This time it was not a show, Jie Shuyi really did not want to stay, even though the death situation had been set and he was only one step away from death.

But Jie Shuyi just wanted to escape, the farther the better...

Everyone was stunned where they stood, even Akutagawa, who had once touched that strange face.

The night before, he could only barely sense it in the dark, but when he saw it with his own eyes, it was a completely different scene.

That strange-looking face grew on the back of Jie Shuyi's small and delicate head. It was not only the impact brought by the repulsion between the two appearances, but also the fact that the strange face on the back of the head had a slightly open mouth, and black liquid was constantly spitting out of it.

The strong fishy smell can be smelled even from several meters away.

This is not just a simple disgust, but it makes people feel nauseous and disgusted, and makes people want to curse out those two words...

'Freak'.

While everyone was stunned, Xie Shuyi had already run nearly a hundred meters. Just as he was about to leave everyone's sight, a figure suddenly swooped down from a tall building beside him.

Dun caught up with him at some point, and in order to hide his body, he even transformed from a white tiger into a half-beast state.

At this moment, he found the right opportunity and took advantage of Jie Shuyi's panicked escape to swung the tiger claw heavily in his direction.

"Puff——" His palm pierced the flesh and blood, and there was even a sound of something breaking.

Xie Shuyi's running speed gradually slowed down. His legs became heavier and heavier. Every step he took felt like he was carrying a thousand pounds, making it difficult for him to lift his feet.

Xie Shuyi seemed to feel nothing, his two hands still carefully protecting the back of his head. The hungry and thirsty monster face had already bitten through his palms and was sucking in the black smoke.

Xie Shuyi just felt pain all over his body.

But he didn't dare stop.

He wanted to run faster, faster.

He didn't want to die in front of everyone.

But soon he could run no more.

Xie Shuyi no longer had the strength to support himself, and his knees fell heavily to the ground.

He lowered his head in a daze, only to find that there was a huge hole in his chest.

Dun was standing not far behind him, holding the "thing" in his palm in a daze. After discovering that Jie Shuyi's body did not heal itself, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He looked at his palm again, and when the black smoke gradually dissipated, Dun realized that what he was holding was not a heart, but a broken stone.

Xie Shuyi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to support himself on the ground with both hands, barely able to hold himself up and not fall down.

He stared blankly at the bright red on the ground, licked his lips, and after tasting the familiar smell of blood, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up.

"Ha ha ha ha."

He quickly reached behind his head.

There... is nothing there anymore.

As if making sure that his body had returned to normal, Xie Shuyi finally ran out of strength and collapsed to the ground as if exhausted, with his cheek falling heavily on the blood he had vomited.

Blood spread from his hollow chest. The blood did not gather in one place, but continued to spread around in a regular pattern.

Until a huge circle appeared around Jie Shuyi's body, and then the blood stagnated at different points, forming a strange pattern.

Dazai stood on the tall buildings on both sides, and he could see clearly from top to bottom.

That's not a pattern, it's text.

These are words that appear in both Death Note and the Book.

Xie Shuyi spat out a mouthful of blood again. His breathing was gradually weakening, but his eyes were fixed on his palms. He used all his strength to summon the Death Note for the last time.

He really didn't have the strength to spread it out, but by chance, a breeze blew by and turned it to the first page.

There were more than a dozen rules written on the title page, but Xie Shuyi's fingertips slid all the way down to the last line.

He clearly couldn't understand the words above, but the meaning of this sentence was deeply engraved in his mind like a brand.

"I... the 327th owner of the Death Note - Xie Shuyi, am willing to sacrifice my body and soul... and voluntarily erase the names of all people recorded in the book from August 8th... forever. I will never... regret it."

Xie Shuyi raised his right hand and ran his middle finger across his thumb, leaving a shallow cut.

After swearing the oath, he raised his hand and pointed his thumb at the first page of the Death Note.

As Jie Shuyi's blood seeped into it, the Death Note rose up without wind, flew from his palm into the air, and then began to flip rapidly.

Until it stopped at a certain page, it suddenly fell to the ground.

A blurry, hunched shadow gradually emerged. This time, even ordinary people who had never come into contact with Death Note could vaguely see that person.

Others couldn't see clearly, but Xie Shuyi, who was closest to them, recognized the eyes at a glance.

The eye he had seen countless times when he looked into the back of his head through a mirror.

An old and hoarse voice came from his throat. To others, it was an incomprehensible language, but to Jie Shuyi, every word was so clear.

[Are you willing to sacrifice your body and soul? ]

"Yes."

[Are you willing to give up your status as a god? ]

"Yes."

[Are you willing to use all of your power as the God of Death to erase the name on the notebook? ]

Xie Shuyi licked his dry lips. He really didn't have the energy to curse, otherwise he would have stood up and lashed out at the old man.

"Can you fucking hurry up? Can't you see I'm dying?"

His hunched body stiffened suddenly, as if he had not expected Jie Shuyi to treat him in this way.

But after the silence, he actually stopped asking.

With just a faint sigh, the inner membrane body gradually dissipated into the air, and the "Death Note" on the ground gradually faded and merged into this world.

At the same time, the stone in Dun's hand turned into ashes in an instant. He stretched out his hand hard to grab it, but he could not touch anything.

When he raised his eyes, the strange and illusory figure could no longer be seen, but the figure in the distance showed no signs of getting up.

Dun suddenly felt that his abnormally restless heart had calmed down at this moment. He stared blankly at Jie Shuyi lying in a pool of blood.

His voice trembled as he called out tentatively, "Xiao...Xiao Shuyi?"

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No, I thought I could finish it today, but I ended up leaving it half-finished...

I even specially wrote an ending with upper, middle and lower parts... but I was forced to write lower, which is so sad!