Ugly bastard at the door
Mira Tsubakihara: "???"
"Okay, since you want to go together, let's go," Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at her casually, shrugged, and quickened his pace.
Although this woman is a bit strange and seems to know a lot of secrets about me, but I will talk about these later.
Let me kill the fish I caught first!
Mira Tsubakihara followed him, unable to calm down for a long time, silently glancing at the boy's face under the hood, her eyes never left him, his appearance, his face, his feeling....
Throughout all these years, nothing had changed.
It was undoubtedly Mu Xiaoxiao.
Not just due to their physical resemblance, and no room for error remained, she did not identify the wrong person.
Mrs. Mira, who wanted to go home, turned her head and followed Mu Xiaoxiao with firm steps.
No matter where he goes, this time, she will follow him and will never lose him again.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't know that the beautiful woman next to him was thinking so strangely.
Looking at Serizawa Yukiha's house, which was close at hand, a strange smile gradually emerged on his face.
"Xiao..."
"Where have you been all these years? I've been looking for you."
"Why don't you come back?"
"It seems that you are doing well... Are you recovering?"
"Do you live alone now?"
"Did you really forget me? I'm Mira."
"..."
The beautiful woman was chattering and asking questions beside the young man, and from time to time, she would reach out to touch his head, body, etc., making Mu Xiaoxiao's forehead full of black lines.
How to answer?
'I don't know you at all!'
Of course, after knowing that her name was Mira, she remembered the origin of this beautiful milf, but he couldn't figure it out, how did she know him?
When I was young?
How long have I been in this world?
It's kind of weird...
The original owner of this body...
"We used to be familiar?"
He simply took off his jumpsuit and hood, turned his head, and asked.
At this, Tsubakihara Mira's eyes exhibited a complexity of emotions.
Even in the dim lighting, his enhanced vision could see them vividly.
"Hey, it seems that you really forgot about me..."
Her mood was really complicated; the way Xiaoxiao looked at her was akin to viewing a stranger, evoking a mixture of emotions within that defied definition.
"Before we used to..."
"Wait, it's here."
Don't interrupt me.
Tsubakihara Mira puffed up again, she was not young but now really looked like a little girl, probably because she was in a good mood to meet him again, really cute.
Turning her gaze to where Mu Xiaoxiao was looking, the door of a nearby house was brightly illuminated.
That is...
Speaking of which, because I was worried that he would disappear again, I simply followed him, but I didn't know where he was going.
As for the partner of justice he mentioned earlier?
What does that mean?
"It seems that Serizawa-san is very courageous, she didn't let me come for nothing..."
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled.
Well, he did say open the door, but he wasn't sure she would really do it..but she did..
Mira Tsubakihara: "???"
What is he saying?
She looked at the boy's sneering face and then at the figure illuminated by the light in front of him.
The atmosphere seemed a bit off...I won't be involved in strange incidents, right?
As for the door...
Serizawa Yukiha, who opened it, was utterly shocked.
She never knew who was following her during this time, and she even thought whether she had encountered a supernatural event.
The existence of evil spirits, ghosts, and the like.
Now... Seeing the figure at the door, looking at his face, the girl's cold air spread from her feet all the way to her head, that familiar face that was more terrifying than a ghost made her panic.
"You, it's you?!"
Yukiha Serizawa couldn't erase the memory of the shadow that had haunted her at school in the past, but seeing him now, her head exploded with a 'boom', and a foreboding sense of dread crept over her.
Snapped!
"Serizawa, we meet again...why are you in such a hurry?"
Kitou Masami grabbed the door to prevent Serizawa from closing it and the exerted force to pull it open.
Immediately, the door swung wide open without resistance.
"Quack--"
Crows cawed in the night sky, wings flapping, but the cleaner paid no heed to the sound, his focus entirely on the girl before him.
"You--"
Why is this man here?
He was obviously taken away by the police.
'Why did he come to me?'
'What do you want to do?'
She clasped her hands to her chest, stepping back, her face as pale as paper.
"A lot of things have happened, Serizawa, but it doesn't matter, everything will return to the original point, I came here specially to find you,"
Speaking, he took off his coat, revealing his old work clothes underneath, which were dirty and unwashed for days.
Giving off a bad smell.
Stepping from the doorway onto the porch, the stench was no different from that of a vagrant, but unlike those homeless individuals, the intensity of his gaze held naked desire, undisguised and exposed.
At the same time, the strength of a big man made it difficult for the girl who lived alone to resist, so she could only back away and tremble.
But, stepping on the edge of a cliff,
"What do you want me to do, I don't know you well!"
The girl wanted to be tough, but even her attempt at sternness came out feeble, like a frightened little rabbit, she spoke softly.
"Serizawa, when I accidentally broke the vase at school, you stood up and spoke for me.
That day, I found out that such a gentle and kind girl existed.
I yearn for a simple woman like you."
The cleaner grinned, licked his lips, and drew nearer, his obscene gaze almost materialized as if he wanted to strip her completely naked.
"Don't come here!"
There was no way back.
"Although I have come out of the jail, but I am just a homeless man with no money and no job.
I believe that the gentle Serizawa-san will be willing to take me in, right?
You are so kind and innocent."
"It's so simple that I can't help but want to turn you into my personal plaything.
An exclusive toy, whom I can play with as I like."
Kitou Masami leered at the girl's pure face and astringent body, a fervent excitement kindling within each passing moment.
Thinking that he would be able to taste his own prey later and experience the taste of this beautiful girl, the cleaner's heart was full of excitement.
"don't want..."
Terrified, shocked, and desperate, Serizawa Yukiha retched at the sight of his wretched eyes,
A plaything
Toy?
He...wanted to do something to me.
Disgusting, disgusting!
Such a disgusting person.
What should I do?
This man... he terrifies me terribly.
Even if she wanted to escape, she had nowhere to run, he was blocking the door.
She didn't know what to do, her brain was confused.
Just her hands were shaking all the time, she couldn't control it, and her body was shaking too...
"It's useless, Serizawa-san, give up. It's different from school.
No one can save you here.
And that Mu Xiaoxiao?"
Mentioning this name, Kitou Masami's expression turned ferocious.
Followed by a hint of fear.
But soon, he continued to stare at her covetously,
"He's not here, hehe."