delirium

"Here are twelve dead bodies."

On Christmas Eve, the musical fountain is decorated with colorful decorations.The crowd cheered and applauded the dancers who were spinning freely in the water.The city is very clean, with a thin layer of snow falling on the road, and the neon lights illuminate the pure white background, leaving the focus to the people in the center of the lights.

"There will be No. 13 soon."

There is a lot of traffic on the street, and tall Christmas trees stand in the window.The children were playing around in thick padded jackets, and were hugged by Santa Claus with a white beard, and handed over to their parents with a smile.

"it's me?"

On the birthday of the Holy Son, the light came to the world.All things awaken from the beginning, and the Son of Man will tread his own path with two feet.

"it's me."

Gunshots.

The snow was falling heavily, and the windbreaker was covered with a layer of soft white velvet.Gojo Satoru walked out of the corner, patted the center of his brow lightly, and exhaled a foul breath.The police officer called Nitro to pick him up. It was the same as usual, except for a slight dizziness.There is still dark red blood in front of his eyes, and it seems that the color will be imprinted on the retina, and it will never fade away.

"You love me," said the man at last.

He didn't nod or shake his head, just smiled and pulled the trigger.

-END