Lost Narrative Poetry

Teacher, can you tell me something about this murderer?

Yukinoshita frowned in displeasure. She had already stood up at this time, naturally overlooking the corpse on the ground from above.

Hey...it seems like I am the one who was killed, right? The murderer is the person you are questioning...

Shut up! You guy, first wash off the blood all over your body before you say such words! Teacher Hiratsuka raised his blood-stained fist, and said with a cold light in his eyes, with an unhappy look on his face.

Yukinoshita didn't say anything, but just grabbed the undisturbed collar and stared in Xia Ran's direction, looking overly guarded.

Xia Ran twitched his lips and stood up unsteadily. He was not really hurt at all, although Shizuka Hiratsuka's appearance just now seemed as if Unit 1 had gone berserk.

But in fact, she was quite measured. Probably because of the consistent impression that he was not in good health and might fall down when the wind blew, so she didn't really attack him with an iron fist, even though she clearly acted manic. To the point of wanting to kill someone...

Ah, in fact, Xia Ran himself is well aware of the issue of his reputation on the Internet.

It may be a bit exaggerated to say that if you tell your name, you will die, but if you tell your identity, there will indeed be many people who will come to beat him... Therefore, he has always been very careful. In the past, even some talk shows would directly Rejection has never appeared in any media.

Not only because he has no interest in those things, but also for his own personal safety. After all, according to the staff of Fusigawa Bunko who often cooperates with him, because he did not know his address, he sent each blade to the Bunko. The monthly capital is piled up like a mountain.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it. After all, during those days, there was no day, no night, no dawn, and he was so desperate that he was like a drowning man, unable to tell the difference between dreams and reality. It's hard to even take a breath.

In other words, Xia Ran's mentality collapsed at that time, squeezing too many negative emotions and huge pressure, but had nowhere to release it.

He doesn't speak or express. He doesn't want to live, but he doesn't dare to die either. Although he seemed normal during that time, and would still laugh and talk when Mr. Hiratsuka came to visit or when his relatives called to show concern, he had really broken down.

Just quietly, without hysterical crying, let alone smashing things, because I know that no one can help me.

During that time, I chose to pick up a pen. Firstly, it was because I had honed relevant skills while struggling in the cycle of nightmares. Secondly, I instinctively felt that I might not have much time left and wanted to see if I could stay. something.

But it is precisely because of this that a drowning person with an emotional breakdown, his world is all gloomy, how can we expect him to write works such as youth, love, comedy, etc., only flesh and blood Elements that are suitable for all ages are the right way to go!

So from beginning to end, he was choosing works that had profound meanings and contained a glimmer of hope amidst the depth of despair, and this was indeed in line with his mentality at the time.

Well, these are all things in the past. He also accidentally created a great reputation in the industry and became the target that most people on the Internet want to kill... Although he always feels that something is wrong. Deviation, but there is no going back.

——Xia Ran couldn't help but sigh at this, and felt endlessly regretful, why those readers just couldn't understand what he meant, and they still yelled at him to kill him. They were really a bunch of rude people.

The female teacher on the side was explaining to Yukinoshita angrily about his outstanding achievements as a murderer, how many people he had killed, and so on. No matter how lovable and worthy of love the characters were, they were all written by him. One by one they lost their lives.

However, no matter how indignant she was, the girl frowned, not very empathetic, and even had the feeling that she didn't know what she was talking about.

After all, Yukinoshita Yukino is not an otaku, and she really doesn’t know much about various animations, comics, light novels and other ACG fields. It is good that she does not discriminate against the otaku group and related circles.

But it's unrealistic to expect her to be able to communicate without any barriers to an older single young woman like Mr. Hiratsuka who can't get married, smokes, drinks, and likes to read hot comics.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel very angry!

With a cold glint in his eyes, Teacher Hiratsuka stopped explaining to Yukinoshita, and turned to look at Xia Ran menacingly.

I didn't say anything... Xia Ran looked at her with innocent eyes. He really couldn't understand why her anger suddenly rose again. Shouldn't she calm down over time?

In other words, it's because Xia Ran killed the characters in his works...that's why you hate him so much, teacher?

Yukinoshita put her hand on her chin with a thoughtful expression on her face. She roughly understood what happened, but she still found it a bit difficult to understand why Mr. Hiratsuka would be angry about such a thing.

He was even so angry that he wanted to seek an explanation directly from the author himself, wishing he could punch and kick him to teach him a lesson.

You don't understand, Yukinoshita. But it's best if you don't understand, otherwise, you will really be pissed off by this guy... Hiratsuka Shizuka tried to regain her mood, Speaking of which, are you right? Is there any evil in this world?”

The last sentence was asked to Xia Ran.

No, why do you say that? Xia Ran shook her head decisively, refusing to admit such nonsense.

What do you think? If it's not for revenge on society, why do every work look like that! The female teacher raised her voice, You obviously have such strength, isn't it good to spread some positive energy of truth, goodness and beauty? Let people feel warm Isn’t that not the same as happiness?”

No, I'm not taking revenge on society...

Xia Ran tried to defend herself. This accusation could not be justified. I am just loving the people in the work in my own way...

Blatantly killing people, is this how you express your love? The female teacher suddenly looked at him with something wrong in her eyes, and began to seriously think about whether this hopeless guy could be corrected in advance. .

Ahem, that was all before. Teacher, didn't you notice that I haven't moved for more than two months? It's just to change my style. From now on, my works will focus on the melodies of cuteness and love... …”

Xia Ran raised his fist, put it to his mouth, and coughed hard.

Really?

Of course it's true, just wait and see, Mr. Hiratsuka! Xia Ran assured.

At this moment, a voice came from outside——

Um... excuse me, Mr. Hiratsuka. There are also students Xia Ran and Yukinoshita. Can I come in?

An Yilun, who looked excited, also appeared at the door of the activity room.

Moreover, he was still holding the previous plan book with an excited look on his face: Xia Ran, the script you just gave me is really amazing. Although there was a little accident, it's totally fine. I want to express my gratitude to you. Please ask for advice...

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In an instant, Xia Ran's expression became the same as that he had just learned that the Holy Grail was actually filled with Heixiang's Kiritsugu...

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When Xia Ran returned to her home, she was exhausted both physically and mentally, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Today was really full of twists and turns, and the campus was not peaceful at all!

The reason why he thought life was beautiful in the morning was because he had a brain twitch. It was simply the calm before the storm... If he had known it would be such a result, he would not have helped An Yilun at all.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, he has already set himself on fire——

The result was just as he expected. Since he couldn't stop the enthusiastic An Yilun, the game plan was naturally exposed. The other two people were very curious about Xia Ran writing out the script in one day. Of course Take a look.

When she saw a third of the way, Teacher Hiratsuka's expression changed. If it weren't for Xia Ran's repeated assurances and An Yilun's support, she would definitely have misunderstood that this was an obscene and pornographic story about selling meat. Pornographic book.

Even with enough patience, the female teacher had a complicated expression at the end.

On the one hand, as an adult with a good sense of perspective and taste, she knew very well that this work was not some obscene type of selling meat. On the contrary, it was an extremely excellent work, which could be said to be a masterpiece. This is a philosophy of human nature.

If you just take a casual look at the story, you will most likely think it is very pornographic and violent, and will not leave any impression. However, if you read the whole story carefully, you will find its critical connotation. Because the current porn culture in Japanese society is too prevalent, this work is really necessary to be released, and it is of great significance.

But on the other hand, after all, she is still a teacher who cares about her students very much. Therefore, judging from the ending of The End of Blood, Xia Ran definitely has a psychological problem...

She felt that there might still be a chance to make corrections now, which was why Xia Ran was detentioned for so long. And this is not the end yet. It is foreseeable that Xia Ran will probably have a lot of troubles in the future.

Because Mr. Hiratsuka felt that the reason why he had such antisocial personality tendencies must be that he had not communicated with others for nearly a year and was focused on the dark side of life.

The best solution is not to rely on words to make him suddenly wake up, but to let him communicate with others and participate in various activities.

Xia Ran sighed, but he did not remain depressed like this.

He first solved the dinner problem, and then continued to practice the Breathing Breathing Method to exercise the growth coefficient of mental power. This is the foundation among the basics. It can also adjust the current exhausted mental state.

An hour later, as if after a deep sleep, his mental power returned to its optimal level, so he took out another skill scroll from his private space.

He was about to start learning the illusion skills that would play a very important supporting role - starting with Quiet Sound Technique.