Chapter 20 Section five

Stomach... really hungry. Of course, I have experienced a ten-day hunger strike before, so this is not a big deal, but just because I deeply understand the pain, I will have unspeakable fear of the imminent death of fasting.Carrying a Spalding sports bag, I walked down the blurry street with dim eyesight. It was seven o'clock in the evening, and it was half dark, and my vision was getting worse, which was evidence of hunger. I want to eat. I found myself looking at the people passing by on the street, imagining their nakedness from their clothes... Hey, it's not a pervert! Even joking like this can't suppress the urge to have crossed the line, as evidenced by my unresisting carrying of dissection tools on my right half of my body.I must quickly kill someone to eat... I took a deep breath like a sigh, and stroked the kitchen knife and saw from the outside of the backpack. I was very nervous. It seemed that no matter how calm I tried (even if it wasn't perfect), I still couldn't change the tension before killing .This feeling is very uncomfortable and heavy, but it can be exchanged for the joy of being satisfied.

However, in the end, all that cannibalism left is a sense of guilt. Starting from the summer when he attacked the little girl, the red clothes were stained redder by blood, and the summer was intertwined with blood, wailing and the sun.Dr. Kurasaka's patient killing plan failed only once, and that was when I was fourteen years old. Due to the failure of medication and the sudden drop in supply, the situation worsened. For as long as a week, my My stomach was completely unsatisfied, and that's when I hit... In broad daylight, a girl is playing on the lawn of a park, dressed in red, a little girl of kindergarten age, with a wide-brimmed hat on her head.There was no one around, so I attacked, although I thought it was a last resort, but... I suddenly stepped forward and bit the girl's left hand, the girl wanted to scream, but I hit her mouth, I bit harder, and the flesh Tore it off and chewed it.

The girl struggled frantically, then escaped from my grasp, howling, and I ran away.Two days later, I saw the news of the little girl's death in the newspaper, which was written as an incident of being attacked by a wild dog. It seems that I am no different from a wild dog... As for me, who is like a wild dog, it is impossible to judge whether I can kill people like last time. I think...it is not impossible.That’s right, it’s possible to kill, after all, Tuesday also killed the young man, but, don’t I have no resistance to killing people at all... There will still be the usual psychological struggle before the attack, at least it means that there is resistance , but when the knife cut his throat, at that moment, all the struggle and resistance seemed to disappear...

What's the matter?Want to kill?Can you kill it?Do not kill?Can't kill it?Can't you even understand your own thoughts? What a stupid brain. "It's so loud!" I yelled.Looking up at the sky, trying to calm myself down, the darkness is gradually spreading, and it has entered the night, the outline of the moon is beginning to be clear, and the warm wind is blowing on the face, but everything has nothing to do with me. In the cynicism of the right half of my body, I searched for prey, farther and farther away from the city center, and walked into unfamiliar forest trails (the urban area of ​​Sapporo is so small, why did I see skiing after I came out of the building pile? field).At most, the road can only barely pass one car, and the left and right sides are dense bushes, presenting a darker darkness than the city street. In addition, my own blurred vision makes me almost ignorant of the surrounding situation. An illusion of going into a black hole.The gravel under my feet is very uncomfortable, and the moon hides in the gaps between the trees, which is the only light source. Under the moonlight, a building the size of a stadium appears.

Ah... here, I couldn't help but smile wryly, what is the instinct of animals to return to their nests? I came to the front of the warehouse.The meat that Dr. Cangsaka saved for me was stored here until ten days ago. There are a total of two hundred and forty corpses. Just listening to the numbers will make you think it’s a lot, but it’s actually not the case. Eat it, or eat it up in just two years—there is no food left.If Dr. Kurasaka was still alive, there would be no need to do such a difficult thing. No matter how much guilt I felt, I still ate delicious human flesh.doctor…… "What about this?" The doctor put the meatballs into his mouth. During this period, the consulting room was as important as a restaurant to me.

"Hmm..." Chew carefully, swallow, and concentrate.Unfamiliar scenes appeared in my mind like a slideshow, vague and hazy, just like recalling the breakfast I had three days ago, not sure. "It seems that there is a sea, or a foreign river... Ah, there is a boat. Huh? There are other memories... Ah, it seems that this person's father is smiling at this place... Is there a dog?" "What about this one?" The doctor made me eat another meatball. "Hmm..." As I chewed, I tensed some parts of my brain, which could make the memory of exploration more vivid.By this time, he had already adapted to a certain extent to the bizarre phenomenon that would occur every time he ate human flesh, and he could even control it a little bit like this. "It's a man, in the company... It seems to be an office worker, talking to a foreigner. Ah, the foreigner is angry..." The scenes in my mind began to change, just like a three-dimensional storybook. "Huh? The picture has changed. It's probably a childhood memory. He was crying... because he fell off the horizontal bar. Ah, he bled a lot."

"Wow—it's amazing, Sae." The doctor was very happy with this phenomenon. "You're a memory extraction machine, um." He named it randomly, and pushed the sunglasses with his fingers. "That's enough—" What a rude doctor. "Please don't take weird names, I don't like it." "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The doctor realized his gaffe, and immediately clapped his hands together to make amends. "However, no matter how many times you watch this ability, it's still very interesting." "yes?" "Where's the girl who swallowed memories?"

"But..." I looked at the meatballs prepared by the doctor, each one was the meat of a different person. "It's not very useful, it should be said—it's just trouble." "I don't know if it's useful or not, but it doesn't cause trouble." "yes?" "This ability will definitely come in handy, definitely." The doctor didn't know where the confidence came from. "By the way, there are more important things... have you really been kicked out of your family?" His expression became serious. "Ah, yes." I nodded slightly. "My parents and they also found that I have become abnormal."

"You just eat differently from others, nothing abnormal." The doctor said immediately. "That's abnormal enough..." "Because of this, thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls are kicked out of the house. They are really abnormal." His tone was very disdainful. "Really, there is a limit to caring about the eyes of the world." "But, uh, they'll give me a good living allowance." "You don't need to explain to your parents." The doctor was angry, and I couldn't understand why he was so angry. "Really, didn't you give birth to your own daughter?...Listen to me, Sae, all parents who don't cherish their children are crazy." Although it sounds hypocritical, I developed a good impression of the doctor.

"Doctor, are you married?" I asked curiously. "What a sudden question, didn't I mention it?" "I haven't heard you mention it." "I'm married, and I have two children." He smiled slightly: "One goes to junior high school, the other goes to kindergarten, and both are daughters, so noisy, ah, just kidding." "Already married—" I was a little surprised, because he looked like someone who had no chance of getting married. "Oh……" "What, what kind of reaction is that?" The doctor seemed very unconvinced.

"No, it's nothing." I couldn't help laughing after I finished speaking. The doctor laughed too.Obviously there is nothing funny, but human beings have the instinct to laugh. Perhaps it should be said that among all living things on earth, only human beings can laugh, because human beings have the leisurely way to laugh... "Hello—" I, who can no longer laugh, was woken up by this voice.The darkness around me combined with the deteriorating vision made it impossible for me to feel the movement of objects at all...but someone was in front of the warehouse and my nerves started to tense, who was it?And why is it here?The other party was talking on the phone and didn't seem to pay attention to the surrounding environment. I lowered my body and approached, while praying to the gods in the sky, hoping not to make a sound when I was sick. Slowly walking to the outer wall of the warehouse, you can clearly hear the other party's voice.My heart beat faster, and for some reason, the right side of my body was quiet.The opponent's face was exposed from behind the wall, about ten meters away, and I could only rely on the moonlight. I squinted my blurred eyes and focused my gaze. A huge creature with a calf's leg and a pig's belly appeared in the haze, like The inflated pufferfish is wearing a sailor suit - it's Fujiki.She was leaning against the iron door of the warehouse and was talking on the phone with someone, but why did she come here? This kind of place will never be a fun space for high school girls, there are neither amusement facilities nor KTV. "...Ah, um, no problem." Her voice was loud, and in the silence, it was noise at all. "Well...it doesn't matter, we don't know about that kind of thing anyway." Why did Fujiki come to the warehouse?I question it again.Does this arrangement make any sense?Is it fate?Is it inevitable?Or order?Whose order? "Well, it's fine. What? I can't hear you well, the reception is bad on the mountain... Ah, Shimada? Well, that's right, so I'll just say it's true, that's how murders are." I have an immediate reaction.Murder...Shimada? "Well, well, it doesn't matter to me. That's right...although I don't understand everything, but this is interesting. Um...that's right, don't worry about Shimada's affairs, he is dead anyway." What the hell is Fujiki talking about?Emergency red lights went off in my head.Murder, Shimada, died... If these words are literal and direct... then it means that Fujiki killed Shimada, even if not, at least it means that Fujiki knew who killed Shimada, maybe, that The person who spoke to her is the real murderer.But... why did Fujiki get involved?The situation is getting more and more chaotic. "Don't worry about Shimada's affairs, you've had enough fun, it's useless." Fujiki smiled very lowly. "The point is that you come here as soon as possible... Well, yes. That's right, that's why I said, there really is a warehouse." storehouse?Could it be that the warehouse she mentioned... refers to this place?She said - come here?Don't be kidding, this is very troublesome, very troublesome, because there is still... I took out the kitchen knife and carried the sports bag. "Well, so there is, I mean it. I'm really good, I'm scared. Ah, the location? Uh... do you have a pen and paper? Let me tell you, where are you now? Is that so, Then... it's very close to the East-West Line of the subway, um, let's take the East-West Line first—" How can I let her succeed, I pounce on her. "Ah-wow-woo-ah! Whoa! Whoa!" "Hoo, hoo—" "No!" Fujiki and I rolled on the ground, and of course I was the one who finally fell on it. There is no more effective attack than taking advantage of others.I grabbed Fujiki's neck, fixed her head, and gripped the knife again, not having time to appreciate the beautiful moonlight reflected from the blade.There was a brief silence, in the darkness, only the rapid breathing of the two, and a dog barking in the distance.My eyes must be shining brightly. Fortunately, there is no mirror around, otherwise I would not dare to look at my expression, because it would be equivalent to identifying with the animal nature in my body. "Don't move!" The tip of the knife was pointed at Fujiki's nose, she was like a completely unlovable shivering dog, her expression was even more distorted, and her throat made a sobbing sound.It was so ugly, I suddenly wanted to squeeze her throat tightly.I snatched the phone that Fujiki was holding, trying to cut off the call... but I didn't know where to press it, so I had to pull out the battery. "You... you you you, you are... who are you?" "Shut up!" My voice was so low that I was surprised. "answer my question." "Hey, hey - woo -" Fujiki's face was covered with sweat like lard. "Ah, cough - cough cough -" Ah, that's enough, why is this woman so noisy?I let the knife shine in the moonlight and began to question. "Is it you who killed Shimada?" "Ugh, ah———" "Who did you talk to on the phone just now?" "Hey, hey, ah, ah, woo—" "Where did you know about this warehouse?" "Woooooo, ah, uh—" No, this is not the way, she must be calmed down.I let the knife out of Fujiki's sight, and the hand that was holding her neck relaxed slightly.This is not the Fujiki I know, not the sow who bullies Chizuru desperately and enjoys it.She wasn't that Fujiki domineering in the class, she was just a useless moaning weakly.Let's see, this bastard who bullies Qianzuru, I want to vent all the dissatisfaction I have accumulated, why didn't I think of it before?It should have been done to her in the first place. "Can you stand up?" I left Fujiki's body. "Hey, can you stand up?" "Woooo... woo—" "Hurry up." I pointed the knife at the huge body wriggling in the dark, and she trembled with fear. "Stand up, or I'll kill you." Fujiki stood up whimpering. I went around behind her and put the knife on her neck. Immediately, Fujiki gasped. "If you dare to call me, I will kill you." As soon as I said harsh words, Fujiki stopped breathing instantly, and then carefully exhaled the inhaled air through his nose.Very good, but even if she doesn't tell me, I will kill her. "Raise your hands high." Fujiki obeyed the order and raised his trembling hands. It was refreshing, and a smile filled his heart, but I don't know how to laugh. It would be too outrageous to laugh at this time. "Go forward...slower." I held Fujiki hostage and started walking towards the warehouse.When I reached the iron gate, I took out the key ring from my pocket, felt the key to the iron gate, inserted it into the lock, turned it ninety degrees, and clicked—well, I inserted my finger between the iron gate and the ground The gap was lifted up in one breath, and the iron door opened with an exaggerated sound. Inside the warehouse, it was completely dark.A faint air-conditioning wafted from the inside, mixed with the sound of the motor of the freezer, echoing in the room like the sound of a monster.This warehouse is divided into two rooms, one is a restaurant, and the other... takes up more than half of the area - it is the freezer in front of you.There is still power supply in the warehouse, until Dr. Kurasaka's account balance is exhausted, this unmanned warehouse will continue to supply power. "cold……" "what?" "It's cold—" "Of course it will be cold." Fujiki and I stepped into the warehouse, the room was filled with air-conditioning, irritating the skin, and the breath turned into white mist. "Don't talk nonsense." He reached out and groped, and soon found the switch on the wall.In order to survive, I used to come here every day, every day, every day, every day, and the furnishings in the house have been completely imprinted in my mind.Here... it might be a little different.I flipped the switch, the lights flickered a few times, and then the whole room was lit up with blinding light. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" "It's so noisy!" I pulled down the iron door, and pushed Fujiki at the frozen large intestine on the floor. Fujiki's head hit the frozen large intestine hard, covered her head and moaned, waiting for her to see herself clearly When he hit something, he immediately screamed and his whole body went limp.The place where Fujiki sat happened to have a broken hand bone, and the frozen blood around it was like an entire ice rink. There were five dry eyeballs on it, two of which were connected to nerves that had been forcibly torn off.These five eyeballs are looking at the lung lobe that has been blackened by smoke tar in front of them, and beside it is the dropped lower jaw, with unnaturally healthy and white teeth lined up on it, but unfortunately the gums and lower lip have become It's purple.There are fleshy human bones piled here and there, and five frosted skulls, lined up intimately. Fujiki looked around, suddenly let out a wail, and then fainted.I don't understand, why would I pass out?If you feel dizzy when you see sliced ​​meat and offal, then you can't even go to a department store supermarket?Department stores and supermarkets not only sell chicken pieces and fish carcasses, but even offal.Now these are just replaced with human meat, if there is any difference, it is only in this point. This slight difference... is very important, if you don't even understand this point, there is something wrong with you.The right half of the body muttered to himself, and lacked the usual ridicule, and felt a little hurt. Unfortunately, I couldn't understand these words, and they couldn't exert their full effect. I stuck the knife on the frozen internal organs, then opened the very secret iron cabinet, and put on the coat inside. It was very cold, but it should warm up after wearing it for a while.I zipped up the front zipper, didn't forget to put on the hat, and put on the gloves in the pocket, well... so I can move around in the warehouse (although it can only last for a few tens of minutes).I took out another coat with red and black blood clotted on the sleeves, and put that coat on Fujiki.If it freezes to death, it will not taste good.