Night God Moon:
I started with a Death Note, thinking I could control the life and death of all mankind.
Until my hunting target, a weak girl named Kawakami Tomie, appeared.
Danger level SSS? I scoffed, wrote her name with a sneer, and waited for my heart to be paralyzed in forty seconds.
She is indeed dead.
But the next day, she stood in front of me with a sweet smile.
I don't believe in evil, so I continue to write, write crazily, and write day and night.
Later, ten, a hundred, or I don't know how many Fujiangs surrounded me, and the Death Note in my hand was written into a thick sea of words.
Holding the wrist that showed signs of tenosynovitis, I desperately realized the reality: I am not a god at all, I am just an ordinary person who can write quickly and well.
And she is a real ghost!
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Kawakami Tomie:
That boy who holds a black notebook all day must love me so much that he goes crazy.
Other men would only use false sweet words to please me, but he was different.
Whenever he looked at me, my heart would stop and then start pounding again.
A jump, a pause, another jump. Those suffocating throbbings are his unique romance and proof that he makes me "beat" time and time again.
He didn't eat or drink every day, so he wrote my name densely on the black book until his eyes were scarlet and his wrists were shaking.
Since he loves me so much, how should I repay him?
One me is definitely not enough, so split off more me and merge with him forever.
Author, why don't you publish another book first? I look at one every day, and I feel really sad [crying]