My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 81 Killing increases experience

On the simple dining table, brightly colored dishes always arouse people's appetite.

The spicy smell caused the body temperature of both of them to rise slightly, and they even broke out a few drops of sweat.

At this moment, Yachiyo Yayoi, who was dripping with sweat on her forehead, spat out a cold word from her extremely red lips at the moment.

kill.

For people living in peaceful times, it is probably difficult to come into contact with, or witness, or even do this with their own hands.

Anyone who has ever committed murder knows that, except for those born with mental disorders, most people will fall into a state of self-loathing after their first murder.

That is the instinct engraved in DNA, a restriction made for the reproduction of the race.

Those who break through this restriction not only have to accept external pressure, but also face self-judgment.

Of course, this kind of thing happens once and twice. It's normal to be a little green the first time, so don't worry too much.

But Tamaki Hikaru is not only the first time, but also someone who has no idea in this regard.

After hearing Yachiyo Yayoi's words, he was stunned for a moment.

"No, no, what I said is a bit ambiguous. It should be said that in a critical moment, you should counterattack those who are unfavorable to you."

Yachiyo Yayoi corrected her slip of the tongue. It was still killing people. As long as the expression and vocabulary were changed, the meaning would be completely different.

"Having the methods and strategies to kill the opponent, but being able to make up your mind and execute them is also very critical."

"For example, if you were me yesterday and took out the vampire's heart, the best way would be to crush it decisively."

"But what if she starts begging for mercy at this time? Begs you and tells you her helplessness?"

Faced with Yachiyo Yayoi's question, Tamaki Hikaru hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Probably, we will still squeeze it out. After all, it is about our own life and death, and we cannot understand each other."

"It's quite clear, but you hesitated, and it's only rough."

Yachiyo Yayoi said sharply.

"If you hesitate for just a moment, an accident may occur, just like what happened to me yesterday."

But the situation is different. Yachiyo Yayoi just wants to keep Tamaki Hikari, and there is still the possibility of peace talks. She is not afraid of death, so she doesn't need to be so decisive.

This is the advantage of being immortal. She can make countless mistakes, but ordinary people cannot make one mistake.

"Then let's take another situation. For example, she looks like a child, and she begs my eldest brother pitifully to let her go."

"Or maybe she is a poor person who has been burdened with a lot of hardships and tragic past, and she was forced to do this because she had no choice but to do it. Would you be more hesitant?"

"Even if she were a monster with the ability to transform and turned into a familiar appearance in an instant, wouldn't you hesitate?"

Every word Yachiyo Yayoi said made perfect sense.

Tamaki Hikaru understands these truths, and it won't affect him in making any stupid benevolent choices.

But, who can guarantee that they will not be affected at all at this time?

Appearances are deceptive. Even if you know her bad-girl nature, you will still be pretended to be innocent by her.

Even if you can understand it quickly later, it may be too late, right?

One step slower is countless steps slower. If you hesitate for a moment, it may be a failure.

"What you said makes sense, but how are you going to teach me this?"

Tamaki Guang's expression also became serious. This is indeed a common problem among ordinary people and is human nature.

"Hum hum"

Yachiyo Yayoi laughed strangely, a bit scary.

"It's simple. Just keep killing, once, twice, a thousand times until you gradually adapt to it and no longer care about it."

"That's what only I can teach you."

The cruelty in the words made Tamaki Hikaru frown.

Doesn't the spirit really become weird like this?

Yachiyo Yayoi seemed to be a little too hot after eating spicy food, so she unbuttoned her collar casually.

A large piece of white clam flesh was exposed, which was dizzying for the eyes, as well as a lilac lace undershirt.

"did you see it?"

Yayoi Yachiyo put one hand on the soft spot that could not be ignored, and her fingertips sunk slightly, as if to prove her plasticity.

"Well I didn't see anything."

Out of politeness, Tamaki Hikaru chose to pretend not to see him.

"Bah! What I want you to see is not this, but here."

Yachiyo Yayoi's face turned slightly red and she spat. Her sharp fingertips easily cut open the beautiful flesh, revealing the inside.

The bright red blood slid down the skin, and the texture of the muscles was clearly visible. It was peeled off layer by layer until the core wrapped in flesh and blood was exposed.

A living heart beating continuously in the chest.

Tamaki Hikaru also saw such a situation last night, but at that time he only saw it from a few meters away.

And the movements were extremely fast, not as detailed as the scene in front of me.

As if doing a detailed chest dissection in medical school, Yachiyo Yayoi opened up her chest to show Tamaki Hikari without wavering.

This was too explicit, but it was also really stimulating, and Tamaki Hikari's heart couldn't help but speed up with the beating heart in front of him.

The sharp fingertips slowly pierced into the heart, and blood began to gush out like a pump.

"Okay, okay, stop it, or you won't be able to eat anymore."

Tamaki Hikaru quickly stopped, but he was still eating. Looking at such an exciting scene, wouldn't you like to eat?

"I was a little too hasty."

Yachiyo Yayoi withdrew her hand, and her flesh and blood healed quickly. She buttoned her collar again and covered some other things.

Do we have to watch them together to be healthy? Can't you just look at it alone?

"But there should be nothing wrong with my suggestion. You must first learn how to kill people skillfully and have no psychological barriers."

"If it's just this level and you feel it's a little hard to accept, then that's not okay."

Yachiyo Yayoi continued to eat the food as if nothing had happened, as if this was just an ordinary and trivial matter to her.

"In modern society, it's certainly impossible for you to try out your sword on the roadside like you did during the shogunate period, but luckily you are."

"You have me here, don't you?"

Yachiyo Yayoi held her chin with one hand and looked at Tamaki Hikari.

"I won't die, so you can try and practice various techniques or methods on me."

"Not only can you hone your mentality, but you can also hone your skills. You can't fail because of the wrong position at the critical moment, right?"

"A knife stuck in a bone seam is also a very fatal thing. If you want to become stronger, you can't just learn some fancy and theoretical knowledge~"

Yachiyo Yayoi's voice was extremely bewitching at the moment, constantly trying to persuade Tamaki Hikaru.

The problems she mentioned were real problems. What do people who can't hold a knife use to kill people? A skilled butcher can cut up a pig neatly, but a new butcher may not even know how to kill a pig.

Everything requires practice and experience to do well, and it cannot be mastered instantly by a sudden burst of potential.

The same goes for killing people.

After Yachiyo Yayoi's rational and emotional persuasion, Tamaki Hikari finally made up her mind and nodded.

"Okay, you're right, just treat it as combat training."

As long as this murderous training is described as a more realistic fighting training, there will be no problem.

The former always sounds very perverted.

"Hmm~ Say whatever you want, but this means you owe me a favor."

Yachiyo Yayoi looked at Tamaki Hikaru with her chin in her hands, spitting out hot air continuously from her mouth.

Because she ate too much spicy food, her skin was unusually rosy, making her look even more strangely alluring.

If it were anyone else, Tamaki Hikaru might think this was an ambiguous ambiguity.

But looking at Yachiyo Yayoi, Tamaki Hikaru only felt that this was another kind of "ambiguity".

"Tsk, it's obviously a win-win situation. When you teach me, don't you also get the happiness you want?"

Tamaki Hikaru lowered his head and tried his best not to think about those things for the time being.

Thinking of the beating heart in the chest, I suddenly felt a little unable to eat.

"You saw through it, haha~"

Yachiyo Yayoi stuck out her tongue. She indeed encouraged Tamaki Hikari with this intention.

After all, after so many years, she has experienced various suicide methods.

I bought this doom pendant because I wanted to have a different kind of excitement. Now Tamaki Hikari happens to be in need of this. Isn't it a hit?

Tamaki Hikaru wants to practice how to kill, and Yachiyo Yayoi wants to experience more different ways of death, especially being killed.

And there is another point that is also very important.

Yachiyo Yayoi sat up, stretched, and licked her lips.

"But in order to be more real, how about we not communicate in advance?"

"At any moment, as long as others don't discover it, you can use various methods to try to kill me, and I will try my best not to be killed."

"Poisoning, traps, sneak attacks, and assassinations are all fine, how about it?"

Seeing Yachiyo Yayoi's blushing cheeks, Tamaki Hikaru finally understood that this was not a spicy red at all, but in another sense.

Just imagining that picture and feeling made Yachiyo Yayoi excited.

It's not just about being killed, it's also the feeling of someone else cooperating with one's own unique quirks, the feeling of dying in the hands of one's friends.

She doesn't have to work hard to pretend to be a dead body, but can sit up openly and discuss technical issues with Tamaki Hikaru.

What was unskillful about his technique just now? Is the dose of toxin wrong?

Tamaki Hikari discusses the feeling of killing with her, and she can in turn confide her feelings about each death to Tamaki Hikaru.

People, while keeping secrets, also long to confide their secrets to someone. The loneliness of not having anyone to confide to is very difficult.

Seeing her excited look, Tamaki Hikaru shook his head helplessly.

How is this convenient for him? This obviously makes it easier for Yachiyo Yayoi to have fun by herself.

However, Tamaki Hikari didn't say anything. No matter what, this was something that was beneficial to him. It was not wrong to say that he owed her a favor.

"Okay, but I definitely won't do it while eating. I don't want to be unable to eat."

Tamaki Hikari complained that Yachiyo Yayoi's easy heart-gouging just now really made his already strong appetite worse.

"Ha, you have to get used to such small things."

Yachiyo Yayoi smiled and told Tamaki Hikari a story.

"Innards are not disgusting things. You know, many years ago, when there was a year of famine, I...wuwuwu!"

Before she finished telling her story, she was blocked by Tamaki Hikari's hand.

"Okay, stop talking, I understand."

Tamaki Hikaru is still an ordinary minor and cannot listen to such things. How will he face offal delicacies later?

"Hey, hey, I get it, just don't say it while you're eating."

Yachiyo Yayoi broke away from Tamaki Hikari's hand, but her expression looked very happy.

She would not give up like this. After finally getting such an opportunity, she must instill a lot of things in Tamaki Hikaru.

The two of them made a somewhat strange agreement, and then ended the meal in peace and harmony.

"Phew~ It tastes so good!"

After walking out of the restaurant, Yachiyo Yayoi took off her coat, wearing only a bottoming shirt, and walked in front of Tamaki Hikari.

The moonlight is hazy tonight, as if there are thin clouds covering the moon, which makes people feel good.

"After dinner, where is your home? Do you need me to take you back?"

Tamaki Hikaru looked at the time. At this point, the tram was probably out of service.

Although the other party is not a weak woman who needs to be protected by herself, Tamaki Hikaru still said so out of politeness.

"Well, let's not talk about it for now, lest someone suddenly stab me when I get home one day."

Yachiyo Yayoi turned around with a smile on her face.

"I'll just go back by myself. It's not too close to your home, so I'd better go back as soon as possible."

"It would be very bad if you stay out too late. The night in Tokyo is very dangerous for you."

It seemed to be teasing, but it also seemed to be admonition.

"Well, let's say goodbye here, and you have to be careful."

Tamaki Hikaru waved and said goodbye, Yachiyo Yayoi turned around and put on her coat.

However, Tamaki Hikaru did not look back. At some point, he had hidden the knife from his pocket in his wrist.

The moment Yachiyo Yayoi turned around, she took two steps and one step at a time, strode forward, and without thinking, she released the blade in her hand by feeling.

Now that you have decided to learn, start as early as possible.

A sneak attack, of course, must seize the most relaxed moment.

But Tamaki Hikaru's reaction had been predicted by Yachiyo Yayoi, and the blade was "held" by another hand halfway.

Yachiyo Yayoi stretched out a hand and blocked Tamaki Hikaru's knife. The sharp blade penetrated the flesh of the palm but got stuck in the bones of the hand.

"It's too obvious. You can't kill me like this. You can't even kill me, let alone other monsters."

Yachiyo Yayoi seemed to sigh helplessly, but the corners of her mouth were curling up.

　There are some words that I really don’t dare to write, just like the onesie above. I also want to use more straightforward words that everyone can understand.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)