Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

Hattori Heiji shrugged helplessly, but his eyes were already shining.

He was quite curious about what the Tokyo police were hiding.

……

Hachiman Hikigaya, carrying a travel bag on one shoulder, blended into the crowd.

The neon signs reflected in his lifeless eyes, making him look like a "socially disconnected youth."

"...Osaka, you know."

He muttered to himself, glancing at the takoyaki stalls on the street, "At least it's a way to clear my head."

But just then, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

—That gaze.

Since becoming a vampire, his intuition has been incredibly accurate. He vaguely sensed that someone was following him at a constant distance behind him.

Could it be that the Tokyo police have tracked them all the way to Osaka?

His lips twitched slightly.

"Tsk, those guys in Tokyo are really bored... they have to keep an eye on one of my students."

He didn't turn around, maintained his pace, crossed the zebra crossing, and turned into a side alley of a commercial building.

……

Heiji Hattori, wearing a baseball cap and still holding the takoyaki skewer he had just finished eating, stared at the figure in front of him from afar.

"That's the kid, isn't it? Hachiman Hikigaya."

"He looks like an ordinary student."

Heiji Hattori couldn't see anything different about Hachiman Hikigaya.

But as time went by, for some reason, Hattori Heiji felt more and more that something was wrong.

The other person didn't seem to be on vacation at all; they didn't browse any roadside stalls and were instead constantly on their way.

It seems like they're heading somewhere.

“…This is interesting.”

Hattori Heiji chuckled softly, only now realizing that the other party might not be an ordinary person.

However, he did not think that the other party had discovered him.

He was quite confident in his tracking abilities.

Turning into the entrance of an office building, Hachiman Hikigaya headed straight for the elevator.

"Ding--"

The elevator doors closed, he pressed the button for the top floor, put his hands in his pockets, and turned his back to his reflection in the mirror.

Outside the building, Heiji Hattori, wearing a baseball cap, looked up and surveyed the ordinary office building.

"This place... seems to consist mostly of small companies and firms?"

He squinted suspiciously.

Logically speaking, a student should not have any dealings with these companies and firms.

"This kid... he probably lured me to a place like this on purpose, didn't he?"

Have you been discovered?

Despite his words, he didn't stop walking. He casually tossed the empty skewer into the trash can and quickly entered the building.

There are two elevators.

Heiji glimpsed a screen showing a machine slowly rising, the floor number soaring to the top.

"...The top floor?"

"What's this kid doing here? The top floor seems to be empty."

Hattori Heiji frowned and pressed the button for another elevator.

Instead of pressing the top floor button directly, I selected the button for the floor below the top floor.

"Ding--"

The elevator stopped at the top floor.

Hachiman Hikigaya, hands in his pockets, walked into the empty corridor.

The air smelled of dust; no one was working on this floor.

He slowly walked to the safety door at the end, pushed it open, and stepped onto the rooftop.

The wind howled, rattling the strap of his travel bag.

A glint of crimson light flashed in his dead fish eyes.

He leaped up and nimbly stepped onto the railing.

The next second, the crimson aura behind him unfolded like a phantom, and his figure disappeared into the night sky amidst the sound of the wind, leaving only a gust of air passing by.

Another elevator "dinged" and stopped on the floor below the top floor.

Hattori Heiji stepped out, glanced at the elevator next to him, and sure enough, it was stuck on the top floor.

Chapter 206 Kasumigaoka Utaha

He pushed open the safety door on the roof—

The rooftop was empty, with only the sound of the wind.

"...where are the people?"

Hattori Heiji's expression changed slightly. He rushed to the surrounding fence and peered down.

No.

He looked up at the sky, and all he could see was the city shrouded in night and neon lights.

"What a joke."

"Could it have flown away?"

Hattori Heiji fell into deep thought.

He followed Hachiman Hikigaya into another elevator immediately after he entered the first one.

Based on the elevator's operating speed, since Hachiman Hikigaya's elevator reached the top floor before his, it means there was definitely no stop in between.

So where is Hachiman Hikigaya if he's not on the rooftop?

Hattori Heiji's eyes flickered slightly as he returned to the stairwell and crouched down to examine it closely.

No one has come to this floor for a long time.

The dust on the ground was very noticeable.

The footprints in the dust confirmed Hattori Heiji's guess.

The other party went up to the rooftop.

But there was no one on the rooftop.

Hattori Heiji was completely baffled. After looking around the rooftop and confirming that there was nowhere to hide, he shook his head in frustration and left.

"Could it be that he carries a paraglider with him, just like Phantom Thief Kid?"

After much thought, Hattori Heiji could only come up with this possibility.

Although Hattori Heiji's guess is somewhat different from the facts, it is true that Hikigaya Hachiman flew away.

……

"If I don't ask you out, will you not contact me first?"

In the evening breeze, Kasumigaoka Utaha stood by the sea, the sea breeze lifting her black hair and brushing against Hakai's cheek.

"How could that be? I've just been too busy lately..."

Ye Hai scratched his face awkwardly.

His relationship with Kasumigaoka Utaha dates back to their high school days.

At the time, the two were very close and even co-authored a light novel.

And that is precisely the reason.

This sparked a chaotic love triangle involving Hakai, Yukinoshita, and Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Obviously.

The ultimate victor was Yukino Yukinoshita.

"Busy marrying her sister and Eriri Sawamura?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha asked in a low, melancholic tone.

Ye Hai was taken aback: "You knew?"

He didn't tell Kasumigaoka Utaha about this.

"Even though I've graduated, I was still your senior. Is it strange that I have Sawamura Eriri's contact information?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha stepped to the side, her black pantyhose gleaming faintly under the streetlights.

The evening breeze carried a damp, fishy smell, and the lighthouse light flickered on and off.

"Why are you willing to marry two women who came later, but not to come back to me, your ex-girlfriend?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the moonlit sea and spoke softly.

Ye Hai was silent for two seconds: "...Isn't this the one who made me and Yang Nai go to register for the marriage, and then disappeared without a trace?"

"Because you have never stated that you are willing to marry more."

"Our co-authored novel, 'Love Metronome,' is about pure love, and you've said in various interviews that you hate NTR content."

"As your ex-girlfriend with whom I have worked, I naturally assume that you are a proponent of monogamy—at least, you have never denied it."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stared at Ye Hai with her wine-red eyes.

Ye Hai scratched his head: "I really hate being called a minotaur... It's easy to identify with the protagonist when reading novels."

"Actually, I don't like being a Cowboy either."

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly moved closer, their eyes now only a fist's distance apart.

Ye Hai could even feel the warm, fragrant breath exhaled from Kasumigaoka Utaha's nostrils.

"But I can't forget you..."

"what to do."

A smile appeared on Ye Hai's lips: "That's easy. Want to go for a drink with me?"

He extended his hand, inviting Kasumigaoka Utaha.

……

The next morning, a ray of golden sunlight pierced through Ye Hai's bedroom, the bedding still retaining the scorching heat of the night.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was the first to awaken.

Her black hair was pressed into a soft arc by the pillow, but the corners of her eyes still had that cool, aloof look.

She subconsciously pulled up one side of her shirt—the white shirt she had casually put on before going to bed last night was now only buttoned up with two buttons undone, her collarbone leaving a clean reflection in the light.

A section of black pantyhose hung from the edge of the bed, swaying gently.

Beside him, Ye Hai's breathing was still steady.

The doorknob clicked.

The bedroom door was pushed open.