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Chapter 80. The Faceless

Chapter 80: Chapter 80. The Faceless

No matter what was said, Beichuan Si had confirmed Sakurazaka Yuuki’s crimes.

In the class roster and group photos of class ’09, aside from Ishikawa Kaoru, only her name was listed.

That was why Beichuan Si had given a surprised exclamation, "It really is this person."

From the start, Sakura Yuki’s surname was spelled the same as Sakurazaka Yuuki’s.

Both their names were pronounced as sakura yuki.

But Beichuan Si had simply been cautious from the beginning—after all, Sakura and Sakurazaka are two different surnames, and since the other party worked within the system, he had no reason to suspect her.

Later on, Beichuan Si even saw what Sakurazaka Yuuki had looked like during her school days.

Sakurazaka Yuuki, wearing a black and red school uniform, had long hair and a pale face. With a petit figure identical to her current one, she was being jostled by her school festival classmates. Her right arm subconsciously moved behind her back, her face forced into a strained smile, her pale cheeks resembling the lifeless, not photogenic at all.

It was noteworthy that apart from the hairstyle and build, Sakurazaka Yuuki’s facial features were very similar to Sakura Yuki’s.

Perhaps that was why she could impersonate Sakura Yuki so convincingly.

Sakura Yuki and Sakurazaka Yuuki, both girls’ names pronounced sakura yuki, looked nearly identical.

But their characters were complete opposites.

Sakura Yuki was kind, gentle, and generous, while Sakurazaka Yuuki was self-deprecating, gloomy, and cruel to others.

Now, looking back, Beichuan Si could detect clear signs of plastic surgery on Sakurazaka Yuuki’s face.

She had been eager to erase her track record at Xucha High School.

But Sakurazaka Yuuki didn’t say much. She looked nostalgically at the decrepit state of class 2-B and remarked,

"I killed Sakura Yuki of class B with a hammer, and after getting her phone, I threw her corpse in the library’s storeroom—I knew that with Ishikawa Kaoru’s incident, Xucha High School would certainly lockdown urgently. No one would likely inspect a place like the storeroom, and even if they did, they would never trace it back to me."

After killing Sakura Yuki and using her phone to contact her classmates, she leveraged Sakura Yuki’s popularity to draw everyone in class 2-B, then ignited the flammable materials she had set up beforehand.

Amidst the rising flames, the smell of charred curtains, the burnt stench of flesh, and billowing black smoke, everything was consumed by fire.

The flames roared, and malevolent spirits laughed.

"Why would you do such a thing?" Beichuan Si asked flatly.

"Because I was jealous!" Sakurazaka Yuuki’s eyes bulged like those of a dead fish, and like someone possessed, she murmured as if cursing,

"Do you know? People always joked about me and Sakura having the same name pronunciation, and those in class 2-B loved doing that the most—Yuuki, Yuuki they called..." Sakurazaka Yuuki again felt a tingling itch where her birthmark was.

So itchy... so itchy... so itchy...

She wished she could chop off her own hand with a knife right now!

In this frenzied state, Sakurazaka Yuuki breathed heavily, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"My father would drink all day and beat my mother and me half to death at the slightest issue... Do you know how I felt seeing that bastard’s face when Ishikawa knocked him out, staring with dead, unblinking eyes? Hehe... hehehe."

"Why do I have to be compared with Sakura when I’m already so unfortunate...? Why?"

Sakurazaka Yuuki laughed and cried at the same time. Her obviously delirious state made Beichuan Si raise his eyebrows.

He wanted to speak, but the system notification had already sounded.

System notification: Chain mission ’The Faceless’ (third ring) is now complete.

’The insecurities about her birthmark from childhood, the misfortunes of her household created a demon. Skilled in the art of killing, she was dedicated to bringing pain to everyone. She wore other people’s faces and names while completely erasing herself. In her eyes, the world hated her, and the only person she could rely on was herself. Regardless of age or status, she could skillfully dissect them like animals in a slaughterhouse, adept in surgical procedures. Her life’s resume was stained with blood.’

’And now, you have caught this demon. The destiny of the one who once controlled the life and death of others is entirely for you to decide.’

Task Reward: Spiritual Dagger Jian Ding.

With a crisp sound, Beichuan Si clearly felt something had been added to his waist.

Spiritual Dagger...

Beichuan Si’s eyebrows twitched, but his face showed no expression.

He had always been like this, even when receiving a reward, he never let any emotion show.

"Beichuan! How about it? Kill me! Come on! Just like in a detective game! You’ve found me! Now kill me! I’ve dissected so many bodies, but I’ve never experienced being dissected by someone else—if you don’t know how to dissect, I can guide you on the spot, how about that?"

Sakura Yuki laughed maniacally, her chilling laughter reverberated and twisted in second year Class B, like a curse.

"...I won’t do it." Beichuan Si looked on indifferently, his tone steady and untroubled, completely unaffected by the mental contamination of Sakura Yuki:

"As I said before, I can see spirits, so I’ll leave your problem to them."

"Leave it to them... What do you mean?" Sakura Yuki’s laughter abruptly stopped, a look of uncertainty in her eyes.

Beichuan Si shook his head, feeling the woman didn’t merit further explanation.

If it wasn’t for completing the task, he would never have bothered talking to this woman for so long.

Now that the task was already completed, it was time for other things to take over.

As if responding to Beichuan Si’s words, the surrounding environment began to transform ominously.

Blackish-grey scorch marks twisted and coiled like living creatures on the whitish-grey crumbling walls as a thick scent of char began to rise!

"This... what is this...?"

Realization struck Sakura Yuki, her entire body shaking frenziedly, her once beautiful face now overtaken by fear for the first time.

This scent was familiar to her, identical to the burnt and mixed smell of human flesh and classroom from ten years ago.

An unnamed sense of danger was instinctively approaching her, Sakura Yuki’s body told her.

There was an indescribable stillness looming in the classroom, eerily quiet, save for Sakura Yuki’s desperate struggles.

She absolutely couldn’t stay here any longer!

Sakura Yuki continued to thrash violently. But the ropes tied by Beichuan Si were too tight, she couldn’t break free. Moreover, the several dissection knives hidden on her were now in Beichuan Si’s possession, leaving her utterly helpless.

Thud thud thud thud...

The sticky burnt odor intensified, the surroundings shook, Sakura Yuki felt as though the ground itself was trembling—

But no matter how violently it shook, the student chairs remained firmly fixed to the ground—as if nailed down, despite being normally moveable.

Sakura Yuki turned to look at Beichuan Si, who appeared as cold and inhuman as ever, and let out a piercing scream:

"You...what are you trying to—!"

Sakura Yuki’s voice cut off abruptly.

Something fell near her mouth.

She couldn’t help but look up.

Reflected in her eyes was what she saw.

A black hole...

Made up of countless charred faces that dangled close to her mouth—a black hole.

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