The villain's love literacy

Chapter 82

It was obviously a hot summer, but Sylvia felt a chill inexplicably, and even the thinnest hair on her back stood up when she was stared at by those red eyes.

A chill rose from the soles of her feet and permeated her limbs, and she couldn't even take a step.

But the strangest thing was that she couldn't take her eyes away either.

He was still slowly approaching them. The only street lamp that was still on was shining on the ground from behind the blond man. In fact, he couldn't see his face clearly, only a layer of golden outline.

Like a god descending.

But gods don't have eyes like demons.

Instinct was already warning frantically in her mind, but Sylvia froze in place as if her feet had taken root.

He is too beautiful and too dangerous. She has never felt this kind of contradiction before. She tried to open her eyes wider to see his appearance clearly, but the dilated pupils could no longer receive more light. up.

Noriaki Kakyoin also looked at that man, even though he had never seen him and didn't know who he was, but he had a premonition—he was here to find them.

Could it be... a stand-in messenger?He looked hostile.

But soon the red-haired young man came back to his senses, and grabbed Sylvia who was still in a daze.

"We should go!"

She still wanted to look back, but her wrist was pulled half compulsively, Kakyoin's strength was so strong that bruises would definitely be left on her skin, he almost cried out anxiously.

"Hurry up, let's leave from the other side."

Only then did Sylvia react as if she had just woken up from a dream, and hurried to the other side of the alley with Kakyoin, wanting to leave this depressing place.

The distance is not too far, and it will soon come to an end. From the corner of her eyes, Sylvia saw the blond man walking unhurriedly behind her through the gaps in the floating hair.

"Is it someone you know?"

Kakyoin lowered his voice and asked.

"No, no, how could I recognize..."

She said in a panic, a little overwhelmed by the sudden accident, and she could see that the man seemed to be eyeing them.

The accidents related to traveling abroad in my mind are all cases of being deceived by locals, robbed by gangs, etc., but the gold bracelet on this man's wrist... doesn't seem to be short of money.

Or are blondes murderers?

Her thoughts were in a mess, and she couldn't think about any problems except to follow Kakyoin mechanically.

However, after being distracted for a while, I didn't notice that the red-haired young man's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Sylvia slammed into Kakyoin's back, which was not light, but he didn't even make a muffled groan, he grabbed her arm and tucked her behind him, guarding in front of her.

She looked over Kakyoin's shoulder and saw the figure of the blond man.

Standing at the end of the alley, directly in front of them.

She widened her eyes in shock, and slowly turned her head to look, but there was no one under the streetlight behind her.

When did he move over there?

Now it is basically certain that the blond man is a stand-in messenger, and those red eyes don't look like human beings either.

"Flower, Kakyoin..."

Sylvia's heart suddenly tightened, is that the ability of the space system?or something else?The speed is too fast to see clearly, but he is too powerful, she has no idea what to do now.

"I saw it."

Kakyoin took her hand instead, and squeezed it comfortingly, even though he felt fear in his heart, but he couldn't retreat in front of a girl.Almost instinctively, he immediately turned around and pulled Sylvia back, so fast that she was almost being dragged forward.

But in the blink of an eye, the blond man appeared right in front of them again. It was really only a moment. She swore she never missed it, but she was still blocked.

If the first time could be called a coincidence, this time completely made Sylvia's heart sink.

"Well, it seems that I have found the right thing."

The man said softly with a hint of a smile, the originally red eyes turned a caramel honey color, as if everything before was just an illusion when she panicked.

The voice was low and sweet, with an indescribable laziness, and immediately came behind his ears.

Still not knowing what happened just like before, a shadow completely enveloped her from behind, Sylvia turned her head slowly in horror, her neck was like a rusty robot, he was behind her, almost completely stuck to her back She could feel the heat coming from the male body.

This close-range pressure made her breathless, and she breathed quickly and in a small way, and Kakyoin's hand holding her was even tighter.

But his first target was a red-haired high school student.

"Kakyoin-kun."

The man's voice was very gentle, full of patience as if coaxing a child.

"You don't have to be afraid, let's be friends..."

Kakyoin had already stood there motionless, her Adam's apple slid up and down due to tension, her pupils were hollow and unfocused.

Even with such a sweet voice, she was trembling with fear.

She has never seen anyone who can make her frightened to such an extent, not even when she faced Kira at the last moment, but this man has a desire to surrender, and she feels shameful in her heart The ground began to shake.

A sentence jumped into my mind inappropriately, "Some people are born to be sweet and happy, while some people are born to be this night."

Reluctantly, Sylvia noticed that the blond man's hand was gently resting on her waistline.

The red-haired high school student's grip on her wrist gradually loosened. Before she could feel anything more, she changed places in the blink of an eye—I don't know how the other party did it, but she was deliberately separated from Kakyoin , sitting on the cold ground at the other end of the alley.

Like the slow motion of a movie, the blond man stretched out tentacles, one of which pierced into Kakyoin's forehead, and he let out a scream, but all of this was no longer quite real to her ears.

Before the Green Emperor appeared, the master himself had already been captured by that person.

Sylvia wanted to run over to help, but she couldn't stand up anyway. She didn't have any strength in her calves, and she couldn't even escape. She could only sit there and watch what happened in the distance.

Noraki Kakyoin's expression changed from fear to indifference, and the red-haired young man gradually became calm. He no longer trembled uncontrollably, but his eyes no longer had the soft purple light that was once gentle.

Even though she didn't know what those tentacles were, she guessed that the blond man controlled Kakyoin's mind.

He said something to him again, as if giving some kind of order, and the red-haired youth just walked out of the alley as if nothing had happened-the blond man's eyes were now on her.

"Sissy, what are you still doing, leave quickly!?"

Fusheng floated out anxiously, pulling her arm and trying to pull her master up from the ground, but such a small force only dragged her a little bit. It was sure that the other party was the substitute messenger, and it was a very powerful substitute. Its instincts already sensed that danger.

The blond man snorted softly, but he couldn't tell if he was smiling. He folded his arms and looked down at Sylvia who was sitting on the ground, and looked thoughtfully at the white stand-in standing in front of his master.

"Hey, is this your substitute?"

Sylvia could only look up at those honey-colored eyes, and a certain complex emotion flashed through them, but she couldn't catch them.

Just witnessed how the flesh-colored tentacles penetrated Kakyoin's brain, and she began to choke slightly because of fear, which should be completely different from the pain caused by Kira Yoshikage's "Killer Queen" for a moment, she didn't want to be implanted strangely things, and don't want to be controlled thoughts and behaviors.

Just when she was gradually feeling suffocated, the man's next words made her heart skip a beat.

"Huh? Sylvia?"

This time she was really stupid, looking at the blond man above her head in bewilderment, completely unaware of what was going on.

She never remembered knowing such a man—no one ever forgot a man like him.

But then she noticed something was wrong, he shouldn't have called her by that name anyway.

On her passport and identity certificate, her name has always been "Yayoi Asagiri". However, even the person she met in the first life has changed her appearance now. Even if she looks similar, no one will confirm her with such certainty. identity of.

So where did he get the name "Sylvia" from?

In a state of complete confusion, she no longer felt the initial fear, but gradually became numb. Anyway, no matter what this man wanted to do, she had no way to resist.

The blond man pulled up one arm—it happened to be the one Kakyoin grabbed just now, and the strip-shaped bruises pinched by a few fingers on the wrist gradually appeared.

The man's thumb stroked the scar lightly, and she saw long, black nails, but it didn't hurt her.

"I'm DIO."

He introduced concisely, and the easy-going smile that had been on his face disappeared. He muttered to himself, and his fingers were still moving unconsciously.

"That's right... so you haven't..."

"I'm sorry, sir..."

Sylvia stammered, she couldn't understand what this DIO was talking about, nor could she understand his intentions, her tone was almost completely pleading and pleading.

"May I ask what you want to do...something?"

"What do I want to do?"

As if hearing some ridiculous question, DIO repeated it lightly, and laughed softly.

"There are many things I want to do, Sylvia."

Then she was plunged into total darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a prison cell. The reason why I knew that this seemingly complete room like a home was a prison cell was because one of the walls was covered with black and thick iron railings. The gap was just wide enough for her to reach out with one hand.

Sylvia has never been humble—even sitting up on the very soft and comfortable bed, the sound of the chains involved surprised her.

I don’t know how long ago it was pinched green by Kakyoin, and then touched by that man named DIO inexplicably. There is a thin golden bracelet stuck, and the other end of the thin chain is tied to one of the iron fences. .

The bracelet was engraved with intricate patterns and inlaid with red gemstones.

Like a canary that has been shackled and forced to stay in a cage and sing for its master.