Ryuunosuke Uryuu considers himself an artist.
He has an undying enthusiasm, an open-minded and optimistic attitude, as well as a strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge. The only thing that bothers him is the prejudice from society.
Because the art he pursued was death, he had an extraordinary enthusiasm for this aspect. Obviously, bloody and violent movies were always popular in the popular entertainment.
But wouldn't you think that's too monotonous? To peek at a fictional death from a safe perspective, and then use reason to conquer this miniaturized fear?
At a very young age, Ryuunosuke Uryuu had an extraordinary sensitivity to the truth and falsity of death. No matter how much a fictional death was spread, he could not experience any pleasure.
Death is something that one can never experience while alive. Even if one tries to prolong the process as much as possible, it is too insignificant compared to the length of human life, which number exceeds six billion in the world.
In order to experience the essence of death firsthand, and to feel the pain and despair of the victim before his death, Ryuunosuke Uryuu became a killer.
Nothing can better tell a person's story than when he or she brings death upon himself or herself. Compared to the millions of other dead people in the world who are simply classified into ruthless numbers, the death you bring upon yourself is valuable, it is creation, sublimation, it is the art of death.
However, until now, he has also fallen into the common distress of artists, which is the fading of passion.
Even though they had found a book from their ancestors that allegedly recorded the summoning of demons, after an experiment, they found that nothing happened, either because the formation was not completed or the spell was recited incorrectly.
But out of curiosity about the legend and trust in his ancestors, Ryuunosuke Uryuu still planned to stay until the summoning time recorded in the book was over before leaving Fuyuki City.
But as if God had blessed him, he met that person while he was scouting the area and taking a walk in the morning.
It seems that he is lacking something, as if he is isolated from society, indifferent to everything, and maintains self-discipline like a machine without pursuing anything. This is so cool!
Ryuunosuke Uryuu is very curious whether the inner world of that person is as good as the outer world. He is very curious about what kind of experience such a person will have when facing death.
Is he like those people in the past who pretended to be cruel in order to die quickly, but ended up crying and begging for mercy frantically when a few more punishments were used?
Or, even when facing death, would this person still look at everything in front of him with such a calm gaze, watching the coming of pain and despair?
When he thought of this, Ryuunosuke Uryuu's desire to create grew rapidly.
So, he couldn't wait to send out the invitation.
"Senior Roland, do you want to go somewhere for a drink after get off work?"
The person being questioned did not respond. Roland casually leaned back in his chair, holding a nail clipper and slowly cleaning his nails. His expression was so focused that it looked as if he was not trimming his nails, but rather removing a bomb that could blow up the place at any time.
When the last complete nail was cut, he sighed with satisfaction and said, "No, I will go home directly after get off work without fail."
Then, as if he had anticipated it, the moment he finished cutting his nails, the manager shouted from outside the door that it was time to go home.
Only at this time did Roland reveal a faint smile on his face, then he stood up and left quickly.
"It's just one cup...Senpai Roland!"
Ryuunosuke Uryuu followed him out like a dog chasing a goddess, but Roland didn't even turn his head.
"Ah, so cold..."
Looking at Roland's departing back, Ryuunosuke Uryuu felt a little disappointed. The store manager next to him came over and said in a tone of someone who had experienced it, "You'll get used to it. Roland-kun has always been like that. He won't cause unnecessary trouble to others. In that case, we shouldn't expect too much from him."
"Is this the senior's philosophy of life? Cool!"
Ryuunosuke Uryuu made up his mind that it was right to come here to work. This man has values far superior to those of ordinary people.
He must get Roland!
Ryuunosuke Uryuu made up his mind.
"How about it, Yu Sheng-kun, if you're free tonight, would you like to come out for a drink with me?"
"That's fine," Ryuunosuke Uryuu touched the back of his head embarrassedly, "but I'm free today. I left a lot of housework unfinished last night, so I have to clean it up today."
"Really? What a pity. Let's talk about it next time."
After the familiar greetings, Ryuunosuke Uryuu also left the convenience store.
And in the shadow of the corner, a pair of cold eyes were slowly staring at Ryuunosuke Uryuu who seemed to be harmless and humming a song leisurely.
Being targeted by a psychopathic murderer? Luckily I was one too, otherwise I would have really fallen into his trap.
Unlike Kotomine Kirei, Ryuunosuke Uryuu is now a dangerous time bomb. There will be no benefit in letting such a person around.
In order to live a peaceful life, this person must be eliminated.
With the help of Kira Yoshikage's experience, Roland followed behind Ryuunosuke Uryuu, keeping a distance that would not attract anyone's attention.
Not long after, the other party walked to a remote house, took out a bunch of keys, tried a few of them clumsily, and then opened the door.
"I'm back!"
Like a wanderer who has just returned home, Ryuunosuke Uryuu spoke with enthusiasm.
But even the lights were not turned on, and no response came from the dim room. Ryuunosuke Uryuu fumbled and turned on the switch, and a twisted thing consisting of two corpses stood in the middle of the living room.
"Ah, he was still alive in the morning..."
Seeing this scene, Ryuunosuke Uryuu sighed with regret and began to prepare for the heavy cleaning work, erasing unnecessary traces of himself as an artist and leaving only the pure work itself. This was his philosophy of life that had kept him outside the French net for so long.
"Let's start by cleaning the tools,"Ryuunosuke Uryuu muttered as he began to clean carefully. Then, he raised his head inadvertently and found that there was a tiny gap in the entrance door that should have been closed. A beautiful hand was pinching the other side of the door, preventing him from closing it completely.
Ryuunosuke Uryuu felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, with the chill rapidly spreading in his heart. He didn't even notice that he was being followed!
Because he only turned on the lights in the living room, the entrance hall was not receiving much light at this time, and it looked like a dark cave where wild beasts were lurking, which was daunting.
But Ryuunosuke Uryuu did not pause at all. He grabbed the blood-stained blade that he had just prepared to clean and rushed towards the entrance at high speed.
No matter who the person is, he must be dealt with. Compared to death, being locked up in prison and not being able to even wield props to create is much more terrifying to Ryuunosuke Uryuu.
He was like his favorite cheetah. His seemingly weak body burst out with astonishing speed and rushed to the entrance in an instant. Then, like an artist he admired very much, he was ruthlessly strangled by fate.
An invisible yet real object tightly grasped his throat and lifted him up slowly. Ryuunosuke Uryuu struggled helplessly, his face turning purple. The force was so great that clear five finger marks were left on his neck.
What... is this?
No matter how wildly he danced with the blade in his hand, he could not hurt this invisible monster. It was only one hand, but it could easily lift a strong adult like him.
Who could control such a monster?
Before he lost consciousness, Uryuu Ryuunosuke stared wildly, trying to see the figure behind the slowly opening entrance door.
Fortunately, the visitor did not try to hide his intentions. He spoke in the same cold and distant tone as when they first met.
"Hello, Uryuu-kun, I'm so sorry. I received your help a few days ago, and now I have to bother you again today."
Looking at Ryuunosuke Uryuu who was lifted in the air as if on a gallows, Roland spoke slowly.
"But unlike last time, what I want to do to you this time is the same as what you want to do to me, so I guess you won't have any complaints."
Then, he ended the conversation with a smile, with no intention of listening to the other party's words at all. The Killer Queen also raised her other empty hand, and then, with a neat hand knife, she pierced Ryuunosuke
Uryuu's heart.