nashuaworldcup Chapter 1147 Idiot! idiot!ばか野郎!
Chapter 1147 Idiot! idiot!ばか野郎!
The accumulated fear and pressure of the past few days, the guilt of keeping the secret from loved ones, the anxiety about his own and his comrades' situation, and the immense shock of being "exposed" in such an almost "gentle" way by his most trusted family member...
All the emotions mixed together, forming a destructive torrent that broke down the last shred of Shen Suqiu's rationality.
She shook her head, tears streaming down her face, her words incoherent and her voice broken:
"No...no...cousin, please don't ask anymore..."
Please don't ask anymore... I can't say... I really can't say... It's dangerous... Too dangerous for him, for you, for me...
Her gaze was somewhat unfocused due to extreme fear and agitation.
Meeting Xu Tian's bright, deep gaze, Shen Suqiu panicked even more.
Under Xu Tian's seemingly gentle but actually relentlessly pressing questioning, the sacred word she had sworn to protect, the word that represented faith, comrades, and all hope, was already on the tip of her tongue, ready to be uttered.
"He is... He is... Same..."
At this critical moment! Just as Shen Suqiu's mental defenses completely collapsed, and that word was about to slip out of her mouth.
"boom!!!"
With a loud bang, the wooden door of the detention cell, which was already slightly ajar, was kicked hard from the outside. The hinges creaked under the strain, and the entire door slammed against the cold cement wall behind it in an out-of-control manner.
"Boom"
Another dull thud followed, intertwining with the earlier kicking of the door, echoing and reverberating repeatedly in the long, narrow corridor, creating a buzzing afterglow that lingered for a long time.
The dim yellow light in the corridor swayed slightly from the impact, and the light and shadow danced on the walls, stretching the surrounding shadows to varying lengths, adding to the gloom and oppression.
The door was still swaying slightly, bearing the marks of violence and destruction, while Yuta Itai stood firmly at the doorway like a demon emerging from hell.
He appeared somewhat short, but the sharp aura emanating from him at that moment seemed to compress the entire cramped detention room, making it difficult for anyone to breathe.
He was dressed in a crisp Japanese lieutenant's uniform, the fabric of which was smooth and wrinkle-free, yet it still couldn't conceal the slight trembling of his body caused by extreme anger.
His face was an almost blackish-blue color, and the veins on his forehead throbbed like ferocious green snakes, as if they were about to burst through his skin at any moment.
Yudai Itai's signature narrow eyes held a deep, unyielding disdain, contempt, and a kind of "disappointment" that made him feel "unworthy of his efforts."
"Bagaya road!!!"
A furious roar, thick with Kyoto accent, clear and resonant yet brimming with destructive power, exploded like thunder in the small cell.
The roar was so loud it almost shattered eardrums.
Shen Suqiu, who was already on edge, was startled by the sudden roar and shuddered. Her shoulders shrank abruptly, and the half-sentence that was about to come out of her mouth was instantly swallowed back, leaving only a dry, itchy feeling in her throat.
Her face turned deathly pale in an instant, her pupils dilated slightly, and she instinctively clenched the hem of her clothes with both hands, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness.
Yudai Itai gave her no chance to react, and with his heavy leather boots on his feet, he rushed into the detention room in a few steps.
The light from the corridor shone in along his figure, casting a very oppressive shadow on the floor.
He completely ignored Xu Tian sitting to the side, as if Xu Tian didn't exist at all, and rushed straight through the narrow space to Shen Suqiu.
The moment he stopped, he leaned down slightly, his finger almost poking Shen Suqiu's nose. The spittle he was spitting as he spoke sprayed intermittently onto Shen Suqiu's face with his rapid breathing.
"Idiot! Idiot! Koyaro!"
His voice became sharp and distorted with extreme anger, as if it had been sanded rough.
A mixture of Japanese and Chinese was squeezed out from between his teeth, like a whip lashing at Shen Suqiu's heart.
His body leaned slightly forward, and the oppressive feeling enveloped Shen Suqiu as if it were a tangible presence, making her subconsciously want to back away, only to find that her back was already pressed against the cold wall, with nowhere left to retreat.
"Is your brain filled with straw?! Or is it filled with the waters of the Huangpu River in Shanghai?!" Ikai Yudai's finger was still pointing at Shen Suqiu, and his anger was almost overflowing.
"Who gave you permission to say these things?! Huh?! Tell me, who gave you the audacity to spout nonsense here?!"
He grew angrier as he spoke, then suddenly stood up and paced around in agitation. His leather boots slammed against the concrete, each step seeming to pound on everyone's hearts.
The air in the detention cell seemed to be ignited by this anger, and the temperature rose several degrees.
After circling around, he suddenly turned around again and rushed in front of Shen Suqiu. His fingers trembled violently with anger as he pointed at Shen Suqiu's face and continued to roar: "Didn't I tell you to shut your mouth!"
Keep all that bullshit you know to yourself! Even if you take it to your grave, never tell a single person!
"What do you think this place is?! Playing house?!" Yudai Itai's voice suddenly rose, almost roaring, "Or one of those childish reading clubs at your school?!"
A group of students get together, talking about unrealistic fantasies, thinking they can change anything?
Do you know that just those few words you almost uttered were enough to send you and your seemingly stupid cousin to hell together?
At this point, Yudai Itai stared intently at Shen Suqiu and said, word by word, "No! It's worse than hell!"
Whether it's your family, classmates, or those who have helped you in the past, none of them will escape!
Your parents, your teachers, your so-called like-minded friends—all will suffer the fate of having their families destroyed and lives ruined because of your foolishness! Do you understand?! Do you even understand?!
Itai Yu shouted until his voice was hoarse and strained.
The veins on his neck bulged out one by one, like earthworms coiled around his neck, looking ferocious and terrifying.
His face, already covered in acne, turned bright red with rage, making the acne even more glaring. He looked ferocious, sending chills down one's spine.
His chest heaved violently, each breath hot and clear, indicating extreme anger.
Shen Suqiu trembled all over from Ban Jingyu's furious rant, like a withered leaf in the cold wind.