This Japanese Slice-of-Life Isn’t Lame - chapter 31 Y-You're Mitsui Yuko?!

Ishikawa Kaito jumped sideways before he could process the situation.

The instant he jumped, the metal bat smashed down hard.

A huge force hit the dumpster, and the metal bat even released a vibrato!

Bang!!!

This guy really wants to kill me!

Ishikawa Kaito’s heart tightened. He barely managed to turn over trying to run away.

At such close proximity, he could even feel the gaze piercing his back like a sharp knife.

He took advantage of the light and saw the blood-curdling scene behind him that would make anyone scream.

With the lights behind him, the indifferent Kitagawa Tera raised the metal bat! The cruel and tyrannical aura pressed down on him like a boulder!

Ishikawa Kaito quickly rushed forward.

Boom!!!

This heavy blow broke the asphalt pavement into big chunks!

“D-do you really want to kill me?!” The fear in Ishikawa Kaito’s heart finally crushed him.

The other party did not show much mercy with his attacks. If the bat hit him, being paralyzed would be basically the best ending.

He still had many days ahead, and he wanted to spend his life with Yuuki, so he could not just die here!

Ishikawa Kaito suddenly heard Kitagawa Tera’s cruel laughter behind him. “Hehe.”

This guy is definitely a high school student murder! Ishikawa Kaito regretted it. Why did I provoke Kitagawa Tera? This high school student is simply an abnormal existence!

Compared to Ishikawa Kaito’s complex thoughts, Kitagawa Tera’s thoughts were much simpler.

The reward is gone, and Arano Ryoko will probably catch up soon. So what if I were to ruthlessly paralyze Ishikawa Kaito? Keep this dangerous existence to harm the world?

The moment Ishikawa Kaito was about to move, Kitagawa Tera ferociously smashed the bat in front of him.

His movements froze.

The decisive actions of the other party left no doubt in his mind that he really wanted to kill him.

Kitagawa Tera looked at Ishikawa Kaito lying on the ground.

Ishikawa Kaito was wearing a hoodie and a baseball cap.

What a typical suspicious outfit.

Kitagawa Tera did not hesitate for long. He raised the metal bat and faced Ishikawa Kaito.

Looking at the face scrunched up in fear, he frowned. “I want to ask you a few questions.”

“Ask me… a few questions?” Ishikawa Kaito repeated stiffly, as though a block of ice was in his throat.

Kitagawa Tera was really too young.

He did not expect the maniac butcher with the metal bat to have such a bashful face.

Do I still have a chance then?

Ishikawa Kaito’s thoughts moved. A trace of evil thoughts emerged in his heart…

Kacha!!!!

“Ah!” Ishikawa Kaito cried out miserably.

He really did not think that Kitagawa Tera would smash his calf with the bat!

Ishikawa Kaito’s body arched in pain, and his whole being curled up in pain like a cooked prawn.

“I want to ask you a few questions.” The icy voice rang again in his ear.

Ishikawa Kaito did not hesitate at all this time. He nodded hurriedly, expressing that he heard.

The cruel bat did not come down on him again.

Ishikawa Kaito was really going crazy.

The person standing in front of him was like an executioner. He did things decisively, without giving him any time to react!

Do the students in Tokyo all behave like this nowadays?

“What’s your name?” Kitagawa Tera asked calmly. “I give you five seconds to answer.”

“I-Ishikawa Kaito,” Ishikawa Kaito said, trembling with a head full of sweat.

It seems like simple dialogue can still be exchanged. Kitagawa Tera frowned slightly. Ishikawa Kaito can feel fear and have the most basic conversation with me. He doesn’t seem to suffer from mental illness, as speculated by Kamiya Mirai.

However, he had only asked him two questions and could not make causal conclusions.

Kitagawa Tera teased the metal bat and asked again after thinking, “What is your objective?”

“…” Ishikawa Kaito hesitated momentarily.

Bang!!!

The bat fell.

Cold sweat quickly rolled down Ishikawa Kaito’s face.

Fortunately, Kitagawa Tera did not hit his other leg this time, but the ground not far from his leg.

Kitagawa Tera stared him down like a psychopath and raised the metal bat again, making Ishikawa Kaito’s whole body twitch.

He endured the fear in his heart and answered with chattering teeth, “Y-you’re hindering me, so I have to get rid of you.”

After hearing Ishikawa Kaito’s reply, Kitagawa Tera calmly pressed the bat against his injured leg and asked flatly, “How many people have you killed?”

“I don’t remember,” Ishikawa Kaito replied with a small voice.

“Really?” That reply lit the cold light in Kitagawa Tera’s eyes. He increased the pressure.

“I clearly answered the question!” Ishikawa Kaito screamed.

“Next question.” Kitagawa Tera ignored him. His voice was still calm, but there was a sharp light in his eyes. “Who is the person behind you?”

The person behind?! Ishikawa Kaito’s body shuddered upon hearing it. An unbelievable thought poured out from his heart. Does this high school student know about Yuuki?

Ishikawa Kaito’s fear spread from his heart. His hands and feet turned cold, and his breath was short.

He could not help but raise his head to look at Kitagawa Tera’s expression.

His expression did not change. His face looked as hard as a stone and unreadable.

“There’s no one behind me.” Ishikawa Kaito gritted his teeth before replying. But he soon lowered his head, crying and begging. “Please, please, can you let me go?”

The pressure from the evil bat increased once again. His broken leg felt as though it was about to be crushed.

I can’t die here.

I have to go back to Yuuki no matter what.

“Let you go?” Kitagawa Tera felt this question was funny and insulting.

Ishikawa Kaito was treating him as a psychopath, making Kitagawa Tera feel the roles between them seemed to be reversed.

However, it was true that he did possess the aura of a bloody villain, carrying a metal bat and hunting Ishikawa Kaito down in the starry night.

Yes…

If Ishikawa Kaito hadn’t attacked me but someone else, that person would be the victim lying on the ground now.

Kitagawa Tera was not stingy about his malicious intent, taking into account how Ishikawa Kaito might not divulge information about ‘Yuuki’.

He threw the bat heavily on the ground. After a loud ping-pong, Kitagawa Tera’s chilly and strange voice rang beside Ishikawa Kaito’s ear. “Actually… I know even if you don’t say it. You killed me then… and buried me around your house, but the one directing you from the shadows is Sakura Yuuki—”

“Y-you’re?!” Ishikawa Kaito’s pupils shrunk to a pinpoint, and he shuddered.

He pointed at Kitagawa Tera and looked at the savage shadow haunting his face like a living thing. He squeezed a few hoarse syllables out of his throat. “You’re Mitsui Yuko?!”

His eyes rolled backward, and his legs twitched abnormally, clearly scared out of his wits.