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The four hundred and seventieth chapter death halo is out of order——

"It's an honor for me to take pictures of President Tsushima." Katori Hayami said with a sincere smile.

Although he kept complaining in his heart that he and Makino Chiharu were treated as tools just after they arrived.

Shuji Tsushima has no heart...

And so on.

But on the surface, you still have to look very happy to take photos.

And he used the so-called professional photographer's requirements to unceremoniously command others.

A few deacons were found to lie on the ground as corpses, and some rose petals were sprinkled on them.

Some red liquid was poured on the ground.

It just so happens that the most indispensable thing in this vampire butler-themed cafe is red liquid.

This is the main drink.

Katori Hayami carefully checked the layout, and then slipped a rose into Tsushima Shuji's hand.

"Wait a minute, take it and shoot with it." Katori Hayami whispered.

Tsujima Shuji nodded casually, indicating that he understood.

While he was bored, he turned the rose around.

Kudo Shinichi has been working for so long...

Why hasn't there been a murder yet?

Is the Death Aura malfunctioning?

He clearly saw a guy with a restless soul who was ready to make a move, why didn't he take action...

How long do you want me to wait?

How boring.

He turned the rose and looked down at the bright red petals.

He casually tore off the petals one by one, and blew the petals away from his palm with an expressionless expression. He watched the flying petals fall, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Very good!" Katori Hayami quickly pressed the shutter button.

The clicking sounds continued one after another.

Tsushima Shuji raised his eyes and glanced at Katori Hayami.

The other person was caught up in the crazy inspiration of taking pictures and couldn't extricate himself. He seemed to really love photography.

As long as Shuji Tsushima doesn't interrupt, the opponent can keep taking pictures continuously.

Just like Mr. Alves, the painter who forgot about food and sleep to paint, he did not hesitate to use his own blood as the material to continue painting.

Finally the painting was completed and the person entered the hospital.

It is difficult to encounter the same inspiration for painting again in this life. Judging from the list of Avis's visitors, Alves has not spent his money there for a while.

It's also possible that after Haruhiko Oba died, Alves couldn't find anyone else willing to lend him money.

"Let me see your finished product." Shuji Tsushima waved to Katori Hayami.

This interrupted the other party's movements.

The first time Katori Hayami woke up, she took a few steps back.

It happened again, this inexplicable feeling of losing control whenever you meet the other person.

"Are you afraid of me?" The black-haired boy tilted his head, looking curious.

"No, I'm just a little tired from taking too long." Katori Hayami looked pale and twitched the corner of her mouth.

Different from the blushing look on her face when she was obsessed with taking pictures, she now looks as if she has just done something that wasted her energy.

"Ms. Makino has already sat down. You can go over and accompany her." Shuji Tsushima indicated the location of one of the tables with his eyes.

There was a figure sitting there, it was Makino Chiharu who came in with Katori Hayami.

The other person is drinking coffee at the moment and looking at the books provided for free in the cafe.

Katori Hayami:...I am pitifully being a tool here, but you have already sat down and enjoyed it?

"Xiao Qian is really too much." The pink-haired girl complained.

While giving the camera to Shuji Tsushima, letting him check the photos inside at will, he quickly ran towards Makino Qianhao's location.

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Compared with being with this "dangerous little prince", it is safer to be with Xiao Qian.

Shuji Tsushima looked at the photos inside, and after flipping through a few pictures, he lost interest.

Anyway, no matter how you shoot him, he looks good~

"Yes, no matter how you shoot, Xiu Zhi is perfect." A voice suddenly came from the side.

But strangely, no one heard it, and no one even looked aside.

"This is my first time attending a school festival. It's a pity that I can't be invited as a parent." The man who suddenly appeared next to him was wearing the same vampire-like clothes and cloak worn by Tsushima Shuji.

He also wore a black mask on the upper half of his face.

Revealing her natural silver curls, crimson eyes, and fair complexion.

"This mask obviously can't cover anything," Tsushima Shuji said expressionlessly.

"But it's more atmospheric this way, don't you think Xiuzhi?" The man chuckled and took off his mask.

"Silver natural curls, red eyes... you should drink strawberry milk, wear a samurai uniform, and wear a wooden sword called Lake Toya on your waist." Tsushima Shuji looked at the other person's face with a blank expression. Complain.

"I just borrowed the other person's hairstyle and color scheme. I didn't want to be like Sakata Gintoki..." The man explained with a gentle tone and an unchanging smile.

"It's because you can't act in a way that suits others." Shuji Tsushima looked like he had seen through everything.

"...As expected of Xiuzhi, you discovered the truth." The man was silent for a moment and said with a chuckle.

"Sword Art Online is about to be launched, Shuji, what are you going to do?" The man poured himself a cup of tea slowly.

"Are you looking forward to it?" Tsushima Shuji asked with a smile.

"I plan not to do anything." Then he said directly without waiting for the other party's answer.

"..." The man paused in his action of pouring tea, but still calmly picked up the tea cup.

"Why did you decide to do nothing?" He just asked with concern like every serious and responsible parent.

"After all, it is a game launched by Tsushima Co., Ltd. It is the first epoch-making game. Everyone can play the game happily, so why do they do unnecessary things?" Shuji Tsushima said with a smile.

In fact, it doesn't matter to him whether he does unnecessary things or not.

It doesn't matter to him how many deaths Sword Art Online will cause.

but……

He lost another memory.

He remembered that he personally killed Lin Xiu's memory representative, and then...

Nothing is left.

But after that, some silent thoughts will often pop up.

Such as destroying the world.

For example, kill the man in front of you and usurp the throne.

However, Tsushima Shuuji has no interest in destroying the world or usurping the throne to become the leader.

These two things were not interesting to him.

If Sword Art Online really takes the lives of tens of millions of people, what will Tsushima Shuji do next?

Of course it is to create "fun" that can take more lives.

Then you will embark on...the so-called predetermined path that is arranged like fate.

But……

"I don't like to follow other people's plans." Shuji Tsushima put down the camera.

"When I think about the other party's expression after the plan fails, I find it even more interesting." He smiled with an unknown meaning, full of expectation.

"What do you think?" He looked at the man.

In a daze, I seemed to hear someone sighing.

"As expected of my most perfect child, Xiu Zhi, just make it happy for you." The man smiled gently, with even a little pride and emotion in his eyes.

"I'm looking forward to what Xiuji will do."

"Remember to send me a copy of the developed photos." He said, disappearing into the crowd again.


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