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Tamiya Ryoko just returned to her simple yet comfortable rental home when the doorbell suddenly rang. She furrowed her brow, walked to the door, and gently opened it, only to see a middle-aged woman standing anxiously outside.
As soon as the woman stepped inside, she urgently asked, "Ryoko, what happened? Why did the school call home? I was so scared that I rushed over immediately."
Tamiya Ryoko frowned, unable to help but wonder: Could this be Ryoko's mother? Since being parasitized, she had no experience interacting with Ryoko's mother and decided to avoid the situation for now.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm just about to go out to take care of something. Can we talk about this when I get back?" Tamiya Ryoko spoke calmly but with a hint of nervousness, then attempted to bypass the woman and open the door to leave.
Middle-aged women immediately stopped her, her voice carrying an unmistakable tone: "Ryoko, wait a moment, turn around and look at me first."
Tamiya Ryoko helplessly turned around, and the woman stared at her for a while, then asked in horror, "Who are you...? Your eyes... have changed? Where is Ryoko...?"
Tamiya Ryoko looked at her expressionlessly, without saying a word.
"What have you done to Ryoko? This is not acceptable... I'm calling the police!" The woman said as she walked towards the nearby telephone, reaching out to pick up the receiver.
At this critical moment, Tamiya Ryoko's head suddenly transformed, and a sharp blade flew out, instantly chopping off the woman's head.
As the head separated from the body and fell, Tamiya Ryoko walked over, calmly thinking to herself, "How was I exposed in such a short amount of time?"
She touched her own cheek and thought to herself, "I imitated the face and voice of Tamiya Ryoko. This middle-aged woman seems to have no special abilities, so how could she be so sensitive?"
"Regardless, I must quickly change my identity and handle this body properly."
"But this corpse doesn't look appetizing. I'm hungry," Tamiya Ryoko said.
After cleaning up the scene, Tamiya Ryoko decided to go out hunting to fill her stomach. She walked into an alley, changed her appearance, and then walked out from the alley.
Tamiya Ryoko walks through the busy city streets, her eyes scanning the surroundings, analyzing every person who passes by. She has a clear goal in mind: to find a suitable host for parasitic purposes.
She walked into a coffee shop and ordered a latte. While drinking her coffee, she kept observing the customers in the shop. Eventually, her gaze settled on a lonely middle-aged man.
"Hello, is this seat taken?" Tamiya Ryoko asked with a smile.
"No, please sit," the middle-aged man responded, his eyes showing a hint of surprise but also a touch of anticipation.
"Thank you. I am Kazuko Kitazawa," she said as she sat down, deliberately running her hand through her long hair, looking particularly charming.
"I am Kenichi," he responded, unconsciously drawn to the charm of Tamiya Ryoko.
The two of them conversed very pleasantly, and Kenichi was completely unaware that Kazuko Kitazawa was constantly analyzing his every move, his physical health, lack of smoking and drinking habits, and being in the prime of his life, making him a good target.
In the end, Kazuko Kitazawa suggested, "Let's go to my place, it's quieter there."
Kazuko Kitazawa and Kenichi walked out of the coffee shop and strolled along the bustling city streets. Kazuko Kitazawa casually took out her phone, seemingly checking the map.
"My home is nearby, we can get there faster by taking this small road," Kazuko Kitazawa said with a smile, pointing to a quieter alley.
Kenichi A faint smile, "That's great. The weather is nice today, and walking is a kind of enjoyment."
The two of them turned into an alley, where the environment was noticeably quieter and darker, with only occasional warm light shining through the windows to bring a hint of life to the darkness.
In front of an exquisite apartment building, Kazuko Kitazawa stopped and used a key to open the gate.
"Please come in," she smiled, inviting Kenichi inside.
Upon entering, Kenichi was immediately drawn to the exquisite decor of the house, with every detail reflecting the owner's taste.
"Please have a seat, I'll go make some tea," Kazuko Kitazawa gestured towards the sofa in the living room before heading to the kitchen.
Kenichi sat down and began to observe the house more carefully. He noticed that the bookshelf was filled with philosophy and psychology books, which made him even more curious about Kazuko Kitazawa.
Before long, Kazuko Kitazawa returned to the living room with a tray of hot tea.
"Please have some tea," she said with a smile as she placed the teacup on the coffee table in front of Kenichi.
"Thank you. This tea has a rich aroma, it must be delicious," Kenichi said as he carefully took a sip from the teacup.
Tamiya Ryoko suddenly stopped and said to Kenichi, "Can you give me a hug?"
Kenichi was taken aback, but without much thought, he went forward to hug Tamiya Ryoko. At that moment, Tamiya Ryoko's head suddenly split open, turning into a huge tooth-like structure.
At that moment, Kazuko Kitazawa suddenly revealed her true form. Her head suddenly split open, transforming into a terrifying set of giant teeth.
Kenichi was so scared that he immediately backed away. "Is this your true form?" he asked, trembling.
"Yes, it's too late to escape now," responded Kazuko Kitazawa with a sneer.
In that instant, Kenichi was completely engulfed by her.
After devouring Kenichi, Tamiya Ryoko quickly burned all the remnants at the scene, cleaned up the bloodstains on the floor and walls, and then used Kenichi's phone to send several strongly negative text messages, making everyone who received them think he had committed suicide.
Afterwards, she threw Kenichi's phone and other personal items into a nearby river, and then returned home herself.
"This should not arouse any suspicion," she muttered to herself.
Kenichi's family and friends quickly noticed his disappearance and reported it to the police. However, due to the few text messages sent from his phone and the lack of other viable clues, the police were at a loss.
After returning to her own apartment, Kazuko Kitazawa stood by the window, quietly gazing at the night view outside.
"As long as I continue like this, no one will ever find me," she thought with a smile.
Recently, the number of "dismemberment murders" has noticeably decreased worldwide, which has brought some relief to people. However, the number of missing persons and cases of unexplained disappearances has significantly increased.
In other words, the problem has not actually been resolved. parasites seem to be learning how to hide more cleverly, choosing to disguise themselves as missing persons to reduce social disturbance and increase their own survival rate.
Sometimes, they even collaborate with other "companions" to specifically target those humans who are acting alone.
The sunlight streamed into the Quan family's bedroom through the window, shining on Shinichi's face. Shinichi slowly opened his eyes and let out a big yawn. As he sat up and tried to check his right hand, he realized that it was missing.
"Wow!" Shinichi exclaimed, his face turning extremely frightened. He quickly checked his pajamas and found that the "right hand" underneath was empty.
Not far away, on the other side of the bed, the split Right was moving. Upon hearing Shinichi's loud cry, its eyes instantly turned towards Shinichi. Right immediately flew back to the bed, instantly returning to its original position, and said, "Don't scare me like that, Shinichi."
Shinichi hasn't come to his senses yet, stammering, "I... I..."
At this moment, Izumi Shikibu suddenly burst into the room, her face filled with concern. "What's wrong? Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Shinichi was so scared that his heart raced, he quickly hid his Right hand under the quilt, and then hurriedly explained, "Ah! I was dreaming, just had a very scary dream."
Izumi Shikibu listened, furrowed her brow slightly, seeming somewhat speechless and puzzled, "It's good if nothing's wrong." With that, she turned and closed the door.
After confirming that his mother had left, Shinichi immediately asked Right, "What were you doing just now?"
Right replied, "Well... we can only be separated for a maximum of three minutes."
Shinichi widened his eyes, and with a hint of wariness and distrust, said, "Move? Ah, is it finally going to start taking over my brain?"
Right's formed face appeared calm, even with a hint of resignation, "I've already told you, that's impossible. Because I didn't consume your brain during the maturation process, I don't know how to control all parts of your body."
Speaking, the form of Right suddenly changed, and two sharp blades extended from the palm, shining brightly as if ready to strike at any moment.
"However," Right continued, the blades swaying gently in the air as if to showcase their power, "you can try your luck."
Shinichi hurriedly explained, "Oh, I was just kidding."
Later, Shinichi asked after a brief moment of deep thought, "Right, so theoretically, can the parasite that successfully occupies the brain move from one head to another?"
Right Seriously answer: "In theory, it is possible, but it may also result in a strong rejection response."
Shinichi asks again: "So, if attempting a head transplant, it may be strongly rejected?"
Right confirmed, "Yes, the rejection behavior is too extreme, and generally, people wouldn't do that."
After the conversation, Shinichi went downstairs to have breakfast. He still felt uneasy about the conversation with Right, but decided to set it aside for the moment and enjoy a delicious breakfast.
Shinichi sat at the dining table, using chopsticks to pick up the egg fried rice, while listening to his parents' conversation.
He was still pondering the complex conversation he had just had with "Right", but when he heard his parents mention the idea of going on a trip, he couldn't help but set down his chopsticks.
"A trip?" Shinichi asked in confusion.
Dad set the newspaper aside, took off his glasses, and said with a smile, "That's right, your mom and I have decided to go on a long trip, so we're counting on you to take care of the house for a few days."
Mom walked out of the kitchen with a pot of hot tea in her hand. She poured the tea into a cup and then sat down.
She looked at her father with a hint of anticipation and excitement in her eyes: "Honestly, I've never had the chance to go on a long trip with you. You've always been busy with work, even our honeymoon trip was quite casual."
Her father waved his hand, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said, "Yes, it's true. I've been so busy these years that I haven't had time. But now, I finally have the opportunity to take a break and enjoy life."
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