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The moonlight, like liquid silver, pierced through the gaps in the leaves and descended onto the asphalt, illuminating the face of a woman named Yuko. Her facial expression subtly revealed tension as she walked in a simple black dress, her pace quick but not overly tense, resembling a startled deer evading the unspeakable.
Suddenly, four tough-looking thugs in leather jackets appeared in front of her, surrounding her like wolves. Their sly smiles and malicious glares spoke volumes.
Yuko instantly stopped in her tracks and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "What do you want to do?" Her eyes were filled with unease.
At this tense moment, a well-dressed, extraordinary gentleman appeared on the scene, walking confidently. His bright but aloof eyes instantly captured everyone's attention. He then briefly said, "I'll take you home." As soon as the words left his mouth, he turned to the four ruffians, his gaze sharp as a knife.
This gallant gentleman is named Senngi.
Senngi waved her hand gently, as if exerting some kind of incredible power. The four thugs were thrown out as if by an invisible giant hand, tumbling in the air like rag dolls before crashing heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.
"Enough, let's go," Senngi said coldly to Yuko, then turned and continued walking along the street.
In a typical scenario, this would be a scene where a brave man saves a woman from being harassed. But in the world of parasite, the situation is quite different.
They had only taken a few steps when the four thugs quickly got up and angrily chased after them. One of them pulled out a stick and forcefully swung it towards Senngi's head.
"You dare to treat us like this, just you wait!" The thug roared, swinging the stick with a whooshing sound.
However, an astonishing scene unfolded. When the stick made contact with Senngi's head, it produced a metallic clanging sound, and remarkably, there was no damage.
Senngi gave him a cold look and said, "Four people are too many, the stomach won't be able to handle it."
The gangsters were momentarily confused, but still decided to move forward together. They raised their knives and swords high, intending to take care of Senngi in one go.
Next, an unbelievable scene unfolded. Senngi's head suddenly transformed into a rapidly spinning steel blade. In a split second, he sliced the four thugs into countless pieces as if they were cutting a cake.
Witnessing all of this, Yuko was filled with extreme terror and involuntarily let out a scream. But in that moment, Senngi swiftly swung the blade, severing her head and hands.
"It's so noisy, really. Making so much noise, for safety's sake, I should change my appearance." Senngi commented coldly, then proceeded to reshape his face, eliminating all recognizable features.
He glanced at the four bodies scattered on the ground and said indifferently, "Food can be really troublesome sometimes..."
Senngi coldly looked around, confirmed that there were no other witnesses, and sneered. In the dark night, all that was left behind were the remnants and bloodstains on the ground.
At that moment, the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance, indicating that someone had reported the incident. Senngi sneered and turned to walk in another direction.
"The people of today are really getting better and better at causing trouble," he muttered to himself, then disappeared into the night.
On this thrilling and heart-pounding night, illuminated by the quiet moonlight, it seemed as if nothing had happened. But beneath this silence lay countless tragedies and bloody corpses.
In major cities in Japan, especially in densely populated areas, a series of horrifying dismemberment murder cases have been occurring frequently.
The police are powerless, the public is in panic, and the media is reporting fervently. The perpetrator, originally referred to as "criminals," has been renamed "enemies" due to the heinous and brutal nature of the crimes and the multitude of cases.
"Right, are these people really your kind?" Shinichi nervously looks at his Right hand, or should I say, the parasite living on his Right hand—Right.
Right transformed into a small face, with a cold and indifferent look: "Absolutely right. Especially the man who attacked Murano Rimi and Mi last time, I am even more certain that they specifically prey on humans."
Moonlight filtered through the curtains and fell on Shinichi's face, making his features appear even more severe in the darkness. He sat at his desk, browsing the recent news about the murder cases on his computer.
Shinichi took a deep breath, looking somewhat serious: "Can we just sit back and do nothing about it?"
"What do you mean by 'do nothing'?" Right asked in a tone close to confusion.
"We just can't stand by and watch them eat people without doing anything," Shinichi replied, his expression becoming more serious.
"What are you talking about, Shinichi? We parasites are just eating, it's a behavior that all living beings engage in," Right said with a hint of questioning in his tone.
Shinichi glanced at Right and then said in an almost reproachful tone, "People cannot be treated as food, that's a life!"
"I really don't understand. The most precious thing should be one's own life," Right sneered.
"Shinichi, if your actions threaten me, I will do everything in my power to stop you," Right suddenly turned into a short blade, hovering in front of Shinichi.
Shinichi's heart suddenly raced, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Oh, that's interesting. Can you resist me and survive?"
Shinichi continued, "You are just a beast, a parasite living inside me."
"Are you belittling me?" Right transformed back into the form of a small bird and asked in an almost threatening voice.
"No, I'm just stating the facts," Shinichi replied softly.
"Shinichi, I can protect you, but I can also make you mute," Right's voice turned even colder, and even began to form a sharp blade, slowly extending from Right's hand towards Shinichi.
Shinichi felt a chill, but he held back from making a sound.
Right retracted the blade, a hint of disdain in his eyes: "It seems you are afraid, so take a rest."
Shinichi sat on the sofa, thinking, "This demon is even more annoying than Rimi's Mi." But he didn't say it out loud.
He turned off the computer, lay back on the bed, but the doubts and unease still lingered in his mind.
Shinichi Take a deep breath and try to calm your mind. Right It seems like he sensed his unease, transformed into a small face, and said seriously, "Shinichi, I once read in a book about the definition of 'demon.' In that book, murder was considered an unforgivable crime. But in my opinion, the creature closest to a demon may be humans."
Shinichi wrinkled his brow and asked displeasedly, "Oh? Why do you say that?"
"Human beings consume almost all types of species, while most of my kind only focus on eating one or two species. From this perspective, our dietary habits are actually much simpler than those of humans." Right explained in detail.
Shinichi contemplated in his heart, "This is not a matter of simplicity or complexity, but a moral issue. I don't want to hear your twisted logic anymore." His tone revealed displeasure and disappointment.
To shift his focus, Shinichi decided to go out for a change of scenery. He walked downstairs, grabbed his coat, and then walked out the door.
Even when his mother asked him where he was going, Shinichi didn't answer and just silently walked out.
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