Kisaragi's Long-Strange Collection Notes

The beautiful assassin Ash doesn't waste words.

With three swift, precise, and ruthless strikes, three fatal attacks were launched in quick succession.

The blood-stained nail, which had just been pulled from the back of Chen Meimei's head, was now plunged directly into the front of his forehead.

A sharp dagger slit his throat, and blood spurted out.

The dagger that had slit his throat finally pierced his chest and plunged into his heart.

"My dear little brother, I'm sorry, it's quite fun to be called 'sister,' but unfortunately, I'm only doing this for the money I'm paid to do this. I can only try to make sure you suffer less before you leave."

Ash went into the bathroom and washed the blood splattered on his face with water.

He returned to the dining table, preparing to pull out the dagger from Chen Meimei's heart and leave as quickly as possible.

The dagger was easily pulled out.

The blood was shed and returned to its sheath.

Without realizing it, she looked up and found Chen Meimei staring wide-eyed, as if trying to remember her.

"Fine, I'll close your eyes now, that'll be enough for you to rest in peace."

Ash reached out and closed Chen Meimei's eyes.

Close your eyelids.

Not even a second had passed, not even before the ashes turned around.

Chen Meimei opened her eyes again, still staring intently at her.

Ash closed his eyes again. This time, Chen Meimei blinked a couple of times because his eyelashes were a little itchy.

"Ah!!!" The beautiful assassin was so startled that she jumped back a big step.

"Who sent you to kill me?" Chen Meimei said.

After the initial shock, Ash quickly regained his composure, displaying the professionalism of an assassin.

"As an assassin, how could I possibly leak my employer's information? I wouldn't utter a single word even if I jumped from this 18th floor."

Ash's action points were maxed out, and he charged straight toward the gate.

She was prepared to retreat immediately.

Or to be more precise, run away immediately.

The first failure was definitely not a coincidence. She saw the three waves of attacks in the second wave clearly. Anyone else would have died three times over.

If someone is lying still and you can't kill them even if you try, and they still don't leave, then you're just a fool to force your way in.

Seeing that she had frightened her, Chen Meimei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't let her tone falter:

"You can't leave without my permission."

Ash roughly flung open the door and rushed out of the room like a mother leopard.

Chen Meimei's apartment is on the 18th floor, room 1803.

In this world, buildings only have stairs, not elevators.

Climbing high-rise stairs is physically demanding.

Generally speaking, wealthy people mostly live on lower floors, so it's clear that Chen Meimei's financial situation, even if not bad, isn't particularly good.

Outside room 1803, the hallway was empty, with only the dim moonlight.

A flash of yellow light appeared before Ash's eyes.

She maintained her outward-facing posture.

They were supposed to rush outwards, but now it was as if they were passing through a portal and instead rushed into room 1803.

"Mobius Space Ring!" Ash stopped his forward momentum, his exclamation even louder than when he was startled.

When Chen Meimei saw her return, still looking shaken, she thought to herself:

Why are you making such a fuss? Who's the victim here? And you call yourself a professional killer? Why are you so emotionally unstable? If word gets out, won't the neighbors think I'm the bad guy?

"You're back, so let's sit down and have a chat." Chen Meimei, who was tied to the table, deliberately put on a calm tone.

Ash quickly analyzed the current situation:

He couldn't get out of the gate, and he couldn't kill the target in front of him; he seemed to be in a desperate situation.

wrong!

If this immortal being has the ability to harm me, how could I have succeeded twice?

Is it possible that he actually has no offensive capabilities?

Chen Meimei kept a close eye on Ash's every move. When she saw Ash tighten her grip on the dagger and her eyes harden, she knew something was wrong.

Before he could speak, Ash, whose mobility was maxed out, took two quick steps and stabbed him in the kidneys.

"Wow!"

This time it was Chen Meimei's turn to call out.

It hurts, it really hurts.

For men, the pain of kidney disease is both physical and mental.

In comparison, the two previous fatal attacks didn't actually hurt that much.

For his body, it seems that a pain settlement occurs during a normal physical death, and after "dying," the pain of the previous death does not continue.

Chen Meimei is very angry, and the consequences will be severe.

"Let me go! These tattered things can't hold me."

As his voice rang out, the yellow moonlight rippled through the air like waves.

"Click, click, click, click, click."

Five chains on his limbs and neck broke.

Ash didn't even have time to draw his dagger before retreating to the other end of the living room, trying to get as far away from Chen Meimei as possible.

Chen Meimei, supporting her lower back, struggled to her feet from the dining table: "This isn't a good condition. I wish I could be fully recovered."

Before he could finish speaking...

His waist muscles contracted, new flesh buds intertwined, and the dagger was forced out of his body.

Chen Meimei lowered her head and touched her fair waist, which showed no signs of having been injured by a knife.

Not only his waist, but also the front and back of his head, throat, and heart have all fully recovered.

Besides the dagger, the nail that had been driven into his forehead twice was also pushed out of his head and fell into the air.

He reached out and grabbed the nail in his palm.

Chen Meimei didn't really understand her current abilities and state.

He was completely bewildered as to why he couldn't be killed, why he had suddenly become so powerful, and whether there were any limitations or costs associated with this power.

With the assassin beside him, he had no time or opportunity to experiment, but he knew that the more dangerous the moment, the less he could afford to show weakness.

Chen Meimei slowly sat down on the sofa, squinting as she examined the nail in her hand.

At the same time, he patted the seat next to him: "Why are you standing so far away? Aren't you the dangerous killer? Come on, sit here."

His ashen green pupils shrank to cat-like slits due to intense tension.

Sit over there? No way!

"I won't go..."

Before she could finish speaking, her body seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand. In a daze, in the blink of an eye, she had been moved several meters and was sitting on the sofa.

That's the location Chen Meimei specified.

Ash looked at Chen Meimei, who was so close to him, and let go of the last bit of hope in his heart.

"It turns out I overestimated myself and provoked a low-profile, mysterious, and powerful figure. Do as you please, whether you want to fight or kill."

Chen Meimei's ears perked up.

The Mysterious Side?

What is this?

Are you referring to my current abilities?

"You've managed to drive a nail into a hard skull with your bare hands, so you do have some skill. Now, this is your last chance: tell me who sent you."

"I said, but we all accept missions through intermediaries. If we want to find out who issued the mission, we still need to investigate," Ash said, indicating that he had been honest.

Chen Meimei frowned, her voice turning cold: "Are you trying to fool me? Do you think you'll come back after you've gone to investigate?"

"I dare not! I swear! I swear to Hengyue that once I find out who issued this mission, I will definitely come and report back!"

Chen Meimei wasn't quite sure what effect swearing an oath to the moon had in this world.

If, like in the previous life, one were to swear an oath to heaven and act entirely according to their conscience, that would be a bit of a joke.

But he wasn't sure, because this world clearly possessed extraordinary abilities, the moon's status seemed unusual, and the weight of the oath was likely different as well.

Chen Meimei is now playing a mysterious and powerful figure whose identity has been unexpectedly exposed. Logically speaking, an ordinary assassin shouldn't dare to fool him.

So he pretended to understand and nodded slightly:

"Since the contract is now in effect, those who break it shall be punished by being devoured by the moon."

Ash was internally complaining: This mysterious powerhouse's prayer for accepting the oath was completely wrong; how could it possibly have any effect?

The next second, the yellow moonlight inside the room shone brightly.

A seemingly real yellow thread appeared out of thin air, ignoring her body, wrapping around the tiny blood vessels in her chest cavity, and tying itself to her heart.

"This...this is the Binding of the Moon!! Who are you?!"

Chen Meimei did not answer her.

His heart was also unsettled: Who am I? I also desperately want to know the answer to this question. Would you believe me if I said I am the moon in the sky?

Seeing that Chen Meimei didn't speak, Ash knew that his subconscious question earlier would not get a response.

"Then I'll take my leave. I'll find out who's behind this as soon as possible."

Chen Meimei leaned back lazily on the sofa.

"You tried to kill me three times, and now you think you can just walk away? You're a bit ignorant of the rules."

What do you want me to do?

"You've already done three things for me, so do three more for me, even if they're missions that will surely lead to your death. Once I've assigned them to you, you have to fight to the death."

Ash hesitated for a few seconds, then quickly agreed.

"Okay, I've got those three things in mind."

Ash wasn't stupid; she knew that in this situation, she had no right to say no.

She was aware that murderers are always killed, from the day she entered this line of work.

Today, she has fallen into the hands of a powerful figure, and it would be normal for her to die on the spot. Now, she can live a little longer, and she cannot refuse.

"Okay, then let's add this condition to the oath we just made." Chen Meimei immediately made the decision and sealed the deal.

Before the ashes could be sworn in again.

The yellow thread around her heart flashed again, its meaning easily understood: "The oath has been updated."

Ash was furious: "Is the moon yours? We only made a verbal promise. You didn't even swear an oath to me, and you just put it into my vow?"

After obtaining the homeowner's permission, Ashes was finally able to walk out of the 1803 gate.

All she wants now is to find out who posted the task as soon as possible.

Not only to reply to Chen Meimei, she also wanted to kill the person who posted the message.

"You little bastard, you've screwed me over! You dared to lie to me and say I was just an ordinary person, but it turns out you're a monster with both extremely high [mystery level] and [immortality]. Since I'm not dead today, you better wash your neck clean and wait."

After Ash left, Chen Meimei closed the door and locked it tightly, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

As my tense nerves suddenly relaxed, a wave of exhaustion washed over me.

He ignored the bloodstains on the dining table in the living room, collapsed onto the sofa, and fell into a semi-conscious, semi-sleep state.

The pale yellow moonlight shone on Chen Meimei's sleeping body.

The nail that had been driven into his head twice and casually stuffed into his pocket was now undergoing a subtle change as it absorbed his blood.

The end of the nail, stained with blood, revealed a pattern that had previously been hidden.