Kira's House

It's no wonder that Yoshikage Kira acted out of character.

It's like a knee-jerk reflex: if someone suddenly sees a grotesque, muscular, pink octopus head, anyone would instinctively show a certain degree of surprise, vigilance, and shock.

Although Yoshikage Kira has been using a Stand for a long time, he has only ever seen two Stand User.

He didn't even know the concept of a "stand-in," nor did he know if there were any other beings in the world with this special ability.

But now, he has unexpectedly encountered a third person of his kind, and they are right next to him.

This caused Yoshikage Kira to lose his composure.

But after a brief moment of losing his composure, this man, who had spent his entire life striving to live an "ordinary" life, quickly calmed down.

He didn't want to attract the attention of this fellow being in front of him, nor did he want to get himself involved in unnecessary trouble, so he immediately tried to pretend that nothing had happened, as if the tall King Crimson blocking his way was just a wisp of air.

Diavolo smiled knowingly.

He cooperated by not spying on Yoshikage Kira again, and he also refrained from using the Time Erasure.

He simply ordered the King Crimson to use his invisibility to steal money from the cash register right in front of Yoshikage Kira.

The King Crimson moves quickly, and even without using his Time Erasure, it's not difficult for him to avoid the gaze of ordinary people.

And all of this was witnessed by Yoshikage Kira:

"I see."

"He summoned this 'Killer Queen' thing just to steal money to pay his bill."

"Thankfully, this guy wasn't coming for me."

Yoshikage Kira felt a little relieved.

He subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched his "girlfriend" again, but she was still well hidden and there was nothing unusual about her.

Thinking of this, Yoshikage Kira's expression became increasingly relaxed and indifferent.

He no longer felt nervous, and to reinforce the impression that he "couldn't see anything," he deliberately spoke up after knowing Diavolo had already stolen the cash:

"Sir, do you not have enough cash on you?"

"If all else fails, I can lend you some money for an emergency."

Yoshikage Kira's voice was calm yet warm, as if he hadn't seen the King Crimson secretly hand Diavolo the stolen money.

That calmness, so ordinary, seemed to be deeply ingrained in his soul. If Diavolo hadn't already known the truth, he probably would have been perfectly deceived by such an ordinary demeanor.

Unfortunately...

When it comes to being low-key, playing dumb, and acting humble, Diavolo is a true expert in the field.

He had been disguising himself as an ordinary person and living on the streets for many years, and had never been discovered before he unexpectedly met Li Qing.

Diavolo then waved his hand and gave Yoshikage Kira a calm but friendly smile:

"No, no need."

"I have found money on me and I can pay for it myself."

With that, Diavolo pulled out the still-fresh, warm stolen money to pay the bill.

After paying, he didn't do anything else. He simply turned around, nodded politely to Yoshikage Kira, and walked out of the store with a calm expression.

Yoshikage Kira calmly returned the smile and watched Diavolo leave safely.

This minor incident ended just like that.

"It's over."

Yoshikage Kira breathed a sigh of relief.

"Here we go."

Diavolo's figure flickered and disappeared completely from Yoshikage Kira's sight.

Half an hour later.

Yoshikage Kira's house is an exquisitely decorated and spacious Japanese mansion.

After watching Diavolo leave from the convenience store, and then using counter-surveillance techniques to circle back and forth on the street several times to make sure no one was following him, Yoshikage Kira finally felt relieved and returned home with his "46th girlfriend".

The house was empty and desolate, as if he were the only living person in it.

Once home, Yoshikage Kira quickly and skillfully sorted and arranged the purchased daily necessities.

After everything was tidied up, he began to skillfully scoop out two portions of rice from the bag and gently rinse them in a bowl, just like an ordinary househusband.

This is just an ordinary scene of daily housework—

If there wasn't a severed hand on the table.

"Honey, please wait patiently."

"This is your first meal at the Kira family's house, so I'd better prepare it well."

While methodically rinsing the rice, Yoshikage Kira was also engrossed in talking to his "girlfriend."

For some reason, his so-called "girlfriend" responded to him, and after a few words of self-talk, his voice actually sounded quite emotional:

"Oh? You want to help too?"

"That's very good."

As he spoke, Yoshikage Kira picked up the severed hand that he had carefully cleaned and put it into the rice bowl with a happy expression.

"Holy shit!"

"This madman! Don't touch the food with this stuff!"

Hidden in the shadows Diavolo couldn't help but curse under his breath—

Yes, while Yoshikage Kira was busy being affectionate with his "girlfriend," he had no idea that the same kind of person he had encountered half an hour earlier had silently sneaked into his home.

It wasn't that he wasn't cautious enough; he walked around the streets for almost half an hour, repeatedly making sure no one was behind him before daring to go home.

But what Yoshikage Kira didn't know was that Diavolo's ability to hide and conceal himself was almost impossible to counter.

Using the temporary absolute stealth granted by the Time Erasure, he can track any target in the world almost silently.

Before most enemies even have time to figure out what they're facing, Diavolo and the King Crimson have already appeared before them like a divine army descending from the sky, and then calmly took off his coat to reveal his black stockings and started making lewd remarks.

So Diavolo followed Yoshikage Kira silently all the way.

After using the Time Erasure to sneak into the Kira family mansion, he began to hide in the shadows and observe carefully.

This observation yielded no useful information, but it did give Diavolo's already battered mind another significant shock.

"He's a complete psychopath."

Diavolo couldn't help but think of his old subordinate Jokulrat, a madman who also enjoyed killing for fun.

He had a very bad impression of Jokulrat, and Yoshikage Kira is much the same now:

"Is it really possible to have a smooth conversation with this kind of lunatic?"

"Let's try not to reveal our presence for now and investigate the clues secretly in this house."

"Even if we can't find any clues related to the arrow, we can find the murderer's specific personal information and collect it as leverage to blackmail him later."

Diavolo had no intention of directly confronting Diablo and demanding clues.

While Yoshikage Kira was busy in the kitchen, he began to quietly sneak into the other rooms of the Japanese mansion, carefully searching for any clues that might exist in the house.

He first went into a room that resembled a study, which contained various office supplies such as telephones, fax machines, shredders, and personal computers, as well as all sorts of books, photo albums, certificates, and trophies.

"Yoshikage Kira."

"So that's his name."

"I have many certificates and trophies from my student days, but I always got third place."

"The album contains many photos, but they are just ordinary photos documenting his family's growth and have no real value."

"There are also photos of his parents. Judging from previous photos, his parents must have passed away from natural causes when he was in his twenties."

"Too ordinary. This guy has completely hidden himself."

"But why are there so many fingernails here? And they're even stored in bottles according to the year. Can this guy grow this many fingernails in a year?"

Diavolo searched high and low, but found no clues related to arrows that he had imagined.

Furthermore, due to his unfamiliarity with Japanese, he was unable to gather much personal information about Yoshikage Kira.

So he carefully memorized Yoshikage Kira's name, then turned and went to the next room, continuing to rummage through other people's homes like a thief.

But this time...

Diavolo pulled out an old wooden box from a cabinet covered in thick dust.

"This length is just right, and this feel is just right."

"Could it be... that the box contains..."

Upon discovering this "antique" that looked remarkably like an arrow quiver, Diavolo's long-suppressed emotions stirred slightly.

"No way, could the first Stand User I encounter be the Arrow-wielding Man?"

"Is it really that simple?"

Diavolo could hardly believe his luck.

But when he tried to calm himself and opened the wooden box, the gleam of metal that shone from the lid still made his heart tremble uncontrollably.

"It really is an arrow!"

Inside the box was a bow and an arrow.

The bow was just an ordinary bow, but the arrow, or more precisely, the arrowhead, was one of the six arrowheads that Diavolo had unearthed in Egypt.

"That's right, this is the arrow I've been looking for!"

"I found it so easily. Fate is still on my side, Diavolo!"

Diavolo let out an excited, low growl, completely forgetting that he was a thief.

Just as he was about to reach for his own arrow of fate.

A white light suddenly flashed behind him.

That was the light from a camera flash.

Accompanied by a crisp click of a camera shutter, a sinister, ghostly voice suddenly rang out in the room:

"Asshole."

"Don't touch my son's things!"