Many years later, the world gradually learned that Kira was cold-blooded, intelligent, rational and ruthless.
However, no one understands the inner world of the mysterious sanctioner.
In those quiet nights of drizzle, he had a cold face and wrote crazily in the wind. In the intertwining of light and blood, he often thought of that thrilling and protracted duel, and the light that silently illuminated the world.
Barefoot, hunched back.
Dark circles under eyes.
You need to put your feet up to think.
Have a habit of biting nails.
Sweet tooth.
——It was just a still figure curled up in a seat.
The pen tip made a final friction sound on the paper, the black notes were gently merged, and today's sanctions finally came to an end.
He stood up and opened the window, and the wind brought gentle rain to the punisher's cheek.
Closing his eyes, his last words traveled through time and space and hit him.
"——I will wait for you at the end of your justice.
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