Thousands of feathers formed wings that were more than four meters long when spread out. Takahashi's pitiful body flew off the ground, and the high collar covering the strangulation marks on his neck was blown open by the wind.
There was no need to hide. There was no need to hide.
Under the gray sky, the white wings did not feel holy. The light gray smoke seemed to render the white feathers into the same tone.
The flapping wings fanned the smoke around him. In the dense smoke, Takahashi's pitiful face was blurred and invisible.
However, only that pair of eyes were exceptionally clear. That pair of scarlet eyes rippled with an endless sea of blood. A black floating island appeared in the eyes of a hook jade.
The staff of the transportation company fell to the ground. "Heavens, heavens, angels, angels …"
What happened, what happened.
How could his colleague's daughter … be an angel? How could she be a supernatural existence? What the hell was going on?
Say it earlier!
If he had said it earlier, he would have been a good person who didn't kill people!
You're such a high and mighty beast, why did you sneak into the flock of us ordinary people?
"Whoosh ~"
The huge wings flapped, and the furnishings in the funeral parlor were blown away.
"My … God …" The staff of the funeral parlor was in a mess. He grabbed the door frame, and his upper and lower gums were chattering.
The horror that he was worried about when he worked in the funeral parlor had happened.
After the supernatural events announced in recent days, the funeral industry of the entire Island Nation had shown a major decline. The continuous wave of resignations had caused the entire industry to fall into a difficult situation. This funeral parlor in Kakuta City had only two employees left. Few normal people would risk their lives for a few cents of salary.
The funeral industry was originally an unpopular and discriminated position. Now that there was a life-threatening danger, who would dare to continue working? Although there were professional articles about humanistic care in the media from time to time, and there were also TV series about human love on TV, such as "Beautician", but because of discrimination, there was this kind of promotion to eliminate discrimination.
If he could survive this time, he must resign, and before that, he must also ask for a sum of compensation.
This is the territory of our East Ocean. Why is there an angel from the West making trouble here? This is the land of sunrise under the protection of the Kingdom of God. Where are our eight million gods?
God, Buddha, please come and save us.
"Monk … are the monks next door still useful? Hurry up and summon the giant Buddha."
The Buddha statue in the temple next door didn't seem to feel that someone was challenging its faith. It still had a poker face.
The monk's chanting stopped abruptly. Each of them hugged their wooden fish and looked at the sky above the funeral parlor.
"Abbot, what Bodhisattva is that?"
"… Merciful Bodhisattva Michael …"
The appearance of an angel next to their temple was a huge blow to their worldview. The abbot put down the wooden fish and the Buddhist scriptures and picked up the phone. "Hello, 110?"
Dignified and solemn.
Paranoid, crazy.
The angel floating in the air had an intimidating aura that made people kneel before him.
Takahashi's poor Sharingan almost squeezed the blood out of her brain. Hatred hit her brain, and her soul was twisting.
The Chakra, which was much larger than a normal LV1, had feathers attached to it.
"What the hell happened?!"
Sharingan activated!
"Speak!"
The terrifying illusion swept towards the driver on the ground, and the mind of an ordinary person was instantly penetrated by the Sharingan.
"I … I'll speak …" The driver looked up at the angel, but his eyes were unfocused. He had fallen into deep memories.
"I, your father and I were driving a long-distance round-trip from here to Akita. I was the main driver that night, and your father was resting next to me …" The man's face slowly twisted. "Then it happened … I was a little tired that night, and my consciousness was blurred, so I hit the opposite car …"
"The truck overturned, but I didn't die. It was your father who died … No, he wasn't dead at the time, but he almost died. A woman in the opposite car was also killed. I was scared, I was so scared, I was afraid that I would go to jail."
"Coincidentally, the driver of the opposite car was a drunk young man. If the police came, they would say that I was driving in the wrong lane due to fatigue, and he was driving under the influence of alcohol. Two lives were lost, and neither of us wanted to take responsibility, so …" "I killed your father and watched him die.
"I killed your father and watched him die with my own eyes. Then, I dragged his body out and smashed the driving record in the car and stuffed it into the wreckage. In this way, we pushed all the blame to your father. The young man on the other side also promised me that after his car insurance compensation was paid, he would give me half of it … I-I'm sorry for your father. I panicked the moment I saw your father's body, so I lied about the company's name and spent money to violate the rules in the funeral parlor. I cremated him on the spot. What could a family of a lonely little girl do? How could they cause a scene in this isolated countryside …" "I'm sorry for your father, I panicked when I saw your father's body, so I lied about the company's name and spent money to violate the rules in the funeral parlor.
Takahashi's pitiful red eyes narrowed, and her white teeth gritted fiercely.
She didn't want to listen anymore. There was another person who killed her father. They all had to die, no one was left.
What did a dull and honest man like her father do wrong? His biggest dream was to be admitted to a university. The most luxurious thing he ate in a year was to buy some sashimi during Chinese New Year.
"Die!
Die! "
She tried her best to open her wings, and thousands of feathers flew up at the same time. More than ten meters in the sky, white feathers poured down like rain!
Rain.
Heavy rain!
The heavy rain, limited to a radius of one meter around the man, fell from the sky. Each of the thousands of paper feathers was a sharp knife.
The continuous feathers connected into a straight line like a waterfall, and the man lying on the ground was drenched by the heavy rain.
Pieces of flesh were cut off from his body. Nose, fingers, ears, scalp, and thousands of feathers were cut into thousands of small pieces.
"Puchi, puchi, puchi!"
The strong smell of blood spread, and every feather was a blood red plug. Because the force of penetration was too strong, the ends of the feathers inserted into the ground could not stop trembling and making a buzzing sound.
The transport driver and the ground were mixed together into an inseparable sticky substance, and the bubbling blood seemed to be saying sorry, sorry, sorry.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The feathers stained with blood swished back to Takahashi's wings, and the original white wings were half blood red and half gray.
This image of an angel would only make people feel despair.
"All of you who participated and watched should die!"
The funeral home staff who received the money cried loudly, "I will give you all the money … Let me go, I didn't kill your father …"
"Let the world feel pain!"