I awakened to be a menace at the start of the game, and my parents sent me to the cherry blossom vie

Saori Sato feels like she's not in the ICU, but in the crematorium.

The crunching sound of the man chewing his food was like a gluttonous demon devouring her soul.

As a result, her mind was filled with bloody scenes from various horror movies.

Before committing massacres, psychopathic killers always have a hearty meal to conserve their energy.

Some even have special table manners, such as wiping your mouth after eating or plating a dish after killing someone.

And now, this "brick-wielding maniac" has just finished his soup and is wiping his mouth with a tissue.

The movements were graceful.

Slow and deliberate.

"Um..." Lin Fan suddenly spoke up.

"Yamete!"

Saori Sato, her mind filled with countless images, instinctively covered her head and crouched down in defense, shrinking into the gap between the bed and the wall, trembling with fear.

"Don't eat me! I'm not as tasty as Wagyu beef! I have a high body fat percentage, and I'm very dry! Waaaaah!"

The tissue in Lin Fan's hand stopped in mid-air.

Is this woman's brain connected to a sewer?

I just ate two pounds of sashimi, and now I have to treat you to dessert?

"come out."

Lin Fan kicked the edge of the bed with his toe.

"I was just asking if they had any desserts, like pudding or something."

The sound of sniffling came from the air.

Two seconds later, Sato Saori's tear-streaked face peeked out, looking at Lin Fan warily:

"Are you...really not going to kill me?"

Why would I kill you?

Lin Fan rolled his eyes and pointed at the TV screen.

"The person up there is my twin brother."

"Huh?" Sato Saori was stunned.

"Didn't you notice?"

Lin Fan was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"His hair is parted in the middle, while mine is parted in a 3/7 split."

His eyes were fierce, mine were clear. And he was a psychopath, I was a good person.

Sato Saori stared at Lin Fan for three seconds.

My hairstyle... got messed up during the MRI, so it's not visible.

His eyes... were indeed quite clear, but they looked a bit like the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

Most importantly, when humans are in a state of extreme fear, they will instinctively believe any lie that can save their lives.

"Really...really?"

The fear in Sato Saori's eyes subsided slightly.

"Was that a misunderstanding?"

"A huge misunderstanding."

Lin Fan sighed, his face filled with grief.

"What a misfortune for our family! My brother has loved playing with bricks since he was a child, and we couldn't stop him."

I came to Tokyo to persuade him to turn himself in, but I got caught up in the mess.

The reason was so lame that even Lin Fan himself wanted to laugh.

But Sato Saori believed it.

Or rather, she has to believe it, or she'll be scared to death right now.

"Soga!"

Sato Saori suddenly stood up, her tears still wet on her face, but a look of relief appeared on her expression.

"It's your brother! I knew it! You were so gentle when you were feeding me, how could you be a bad person! You scared me to death!"

Lin Fan's lips twitched.

gentle?

I was afraid you'd shove wasabi up my nose.

"Alright, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up."

Lin Fan threw back the covers, feeling that his strength had recovered to about 70-80%.

"I can't stay here any longer, it's bad luck. Find me some clothes, I want to be discharged."

I have to go.

This hospital is full of surveillance cameras. Although they fooled this naive girl just now, the others are not stupid.

If someone discovers that you are the "dead man," it's fine if you're shot on the spot, but if they grab you and dissect you, it will hurt like hell!

He wanted to die, but he didn't want to live a life worse than death.

"Discharged from the hospital?"

Sato Saori got anxious again.

"No, that won't do! Although you're not that kind of person... you're still a survivor from the epicenter, and you must be observed for 24 hours..."

"I'm in a hurry to uphold justice and even kill my own family."

Lin Fan made it up on the spot.

"My brother might not be completely dead yet, I need to go and... to persuade him."

……

at the same time.

Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

The Command Center of the General Bureau for Countermeasures against Awakened Ones in the Sakura Country.

Inside the huge circular conference room, dozens of large screens flashed various complex data streams.

"Damn it, haven't we found that 'demon's' corpse yet?"

Matsumoto stared at all the screens in front of him with a grim expression.

At this moment, after analysis by several specially awakened individuals at the General Administration, it has been confirmed that the previous earthquake was 90% man-made.

And they have already locked onto their target.

That's the provocateur who hanged himself from a tree branch on the giant sword summoned by the rice seedlings.

In order to investigate this strange ability to trigger earthquakes, they spared no effort in digging deep into the ruins.

but,

To everyone's surprise, after searching for at least two hours based on the location, they found absolutely nothing.

The one-eyed middle-aged man sitting at the head of the conference room asked a question.

"Reporting, sir!"

A technician stood up, his forehead covered in sweat.

"The search and rescue team has searched the ruins of the AKB theater three times!"

Aside from the hundreds of bodies of the victims, the suspect's body was never found!

"No?"

A cold glint flashed in Matsumoto's only remaining eye.

"The records clearly state that guy died at Gao Shi's hands, so how come we can't find his body? Unless…"

"Unless he's not dead!"

Another intelligence analyst chimed in, typing a string of code on the keyboard.

"Sir! We've just compared the residual spiritual energy fluctuations before and after the disaster and discovered a startling phenomenon!"

The large screen switched instantly.

A huge spectrum of spiritual energy was displayed before everyone.

In the image, the red catastrophic energy did not dissipate after the eruption, but instead strangely converged towards a single point.

"What is this?" Matsumoto frowned.

"This is our latest spiritual energy monitoring and assistance program."

The technician's voice was trembling.

According to data analysis, after the earthquake, an unidentified object absorbed all the death energy and resentment at the scene!

Then...it vanished into thin air!

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

It can cause disasters and absorb negative energy?

What the hell is this monster?

"ah!!"

Suddenly, a gasp came from the corner.

The team leader in charge of the facial recognition system suddenly stood up, pointed at the two photos on the screen, and his face turned ashen.

"How...how is this possible, sir! I've found something! I think...I think I know where that guy went!"

What?!

Upon hearing the commotion, several people in charge in the meeting room rushed forward.

Then you see the screen that the technician is pointing at.

On the left is the blurry profile of the "brick-wielding maniac" who was previously featured in the news.

On the right is a high-resolution frontal photo of the "miracle survivor" who was sent to the Sumida Emergency Center.

And the progress bar below is moving forward rapidly.

90%...95%...99%...

[BINGO! Match successful!]

The red warning box stung everyone's eyes.

At the same time, the conference room fell silent instantly.

Everyone gaped, as if a duck egg had been stuffed into their mouths.

"Nani..."

It wasn't until quite a while later that the crowd gasped in disbelief.

"How...how is this possible?"

One-eyed Matsumoto stared in disbelief.

"That survivor, hailed by the media as a 'miracle of life,' and prayed for and blessed by the entire nation..."

"It's that dead man we were looking for?"

"Yes...yes."

The bespectacled man swallowed.

"And according to our records, he is currently receiving the highest level of medical care we provide."

"Baka yarou!!!"

Matsumoto completely erupted.

The table was smashed to pieces with a single punch.

"A humiliating disgrace! A humiliating disgrace to our great Sakura Empire!"

Rescue terrorists as heroes?

We need to treat his illness?

Do we still need to feed him?

If this gets out, how will these people ever be able to face the world internationally again?

I'm afraid that by then, we'll be laughed at by China for ten thousand years!

"Where is that bastard now?" Matsumoto roared.

"Sumida Emergency Center, Special Care ICU, Room 302"

"Notify the Special Operations Team! All personnel to move out!"

Matsumoto's eyes flashed with a ruthless glint, as if he wanted to devour Lin Fan alive.

"Seal off the hospital! Not a single fly is allowed to escape!"

I'm going to confront that bastard myself!

"Remember, don't give him any chance to speak!"

"Shoot them dead on sight!"

Since I've already died once, I might as well die again.

Although I don't know how the other party survived, this time, they must die!

……

Sumida Emergency Center.

Lin Fan had no idea that he had become the most valuable "wanted criminal" in all of Tokyo.

He just managed to swindle a set of male nursing uniforms from Sato Saori.

"These clothes are a bit tight."

Lin Fan tugged at his collar, looking at himself in the mirror.

"Makes you look fat."

"Sir... oh no, little brother-san."

Sato Saori stood at the door, her face full of worry.

"Are you really leaving? The dean will kill me if he finds out."

"Don't worry, just say I was abducted by aliens."

Lin Fan uttered a nonsensical remark, then pushed open the door and peeked into the corridor.

no one.

"Oh, right."

Lin Fan turned around and looked at the young nurse who was completely bewildered by his words. Although this girl wasn't the brightest, she had indeed fed her quite well that meal.

"Don't feed patients so quickly in the future, they might choke."

After saying that, Lin Fan put his hands in his pockets and swaggered out of the ward.

Once he slips out of the hospital and disappears into the crowd, who can find him?

We'll find a different way to die then.

For example, you could climb Tokyo Tower or go clubbing at the crater of Mount Fuji; there's bound to be something for everyone.

however.

Just as Lin Fan walked to the elevator entrance and pressed the "down" button...

"bite--"

The elevator doors opened.

It wasn't because he pressed the button, but because the elevator just happened to be on this floor.

The door was slowly pulled open.

A chilling atmosphere swept over us.

Lin Fan was stunned.

There were no patients or family members in the elevator.

Instead, it was filled with a dozen or so fully armed special police officers in black, each carrying riot shields and automatic rifles.

The dark muzzles of guns were all pointed at the elevator door.

Among the special police officers, a middle-aged man with a rugged face and wearing a trench coat was holding up a photograph.

The photo shows a screenshot of Lin Fan hanging himself from a tree in the southeast corner, bleeding himself out.

The middle-aged man looked up.

Lin Fan lowered his head.

Eyes facing each other.

The air freezes.

Lin Fan instinctively tried to save him:

"Um... officers, if you're here for a dental appointment, turn left after you exit. This is the 'mental disability department'... no, the 'brain department'."

The middle-aged man sneered, slowly clenching the photo in his hand.

"Lin Fan?"

Lin Fan blinked.

Ouch?

Were you recognized?

Now that we've been discovered...