Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 306: The Dark Emperor and the Cartoonist
April 5, 1999, 17:59 pm.
Diavolo appeared at the square in front of Moriocho Tram Station one minute early.
Before this, he had actually been quietly wandering in the shadows for a long time. After confirming that there were no traces of Li Qing and others nearby, he carefully walked out into the sunshine while time wasted.
In front of the tram stop during the rush hour, there are huge crowds of people and it is extremely lively.
Diablo actually doesn’t like to go to crowded places, but this meeting place is the best option he carefully selected.
The crowds of people coming and going were just enough to provide him with cover, making his unique and exotic appearance seem inconspicuous.
Once Li Qing breaks out, he can quickly use Time Slash to blend into the crowd, and use the disturbing crowd to cause interference to Li Qing’s hearing.
Even if he is too unlucky to escape, he can still hold these ordinary citizens hostage and let those just people who are strict with morality and humanity restrain their hands.
Diablo has prepared everything.
But he still felt a little nervous:
“Yoshikage Kira…”
“I hope that guy doesn’t play any tricks.”
No matter how cautious he is, he cannot grasp all the variables.
Diablo could only try to raise his vigilance to the highest level, and then walked quietly and carefully towards the agreed final location:
That is the public bench in the square in front of the tram station, closest to the station exit.
Both he and Kira Yoshikage are cautious people by nature. They not only agreed to meet here, but also set an alarm code in advance:
Diablo must sit on this bench on time before 18:00.
If Diavolo is not seen near this chair, it means that the situation has changed and the meeting has been cancelled, and Yoshikage Kira will leave directly and not appear again.
So, at this moment, Diavolo approached the bench with purpose.
However, his brows quickly wrinkled slightly:
“Is there anyone?”
Someone is already sitting on the bench.
He was a young man with a gentle temperament, full of energy, fashionable and decent appearance, and a rather artistic look.
The “artistic atmosphere” in him is the easiest to see:
Because he had a paintbrush in his hand and a sketchbook on his knees, and he was drawing on the paper with concentration.
Besides this young man, there are still a few chirping elementary school students in uniforms with childish faces:
“It turns out to be the great manga artist Kishibe Rohan-sensei!”
“The “Red and Black Boy” you drew is our favorite comic work!”
“I didn’t expect to meet you in a place like this…it’s really, really incredible.”
The eyes of several primary school students were full of idol worship.
They surrounded the great cartoonist with enthusiasm, their young faces full of excitement and enthusiasm.
And Kishibe Rohan seems to have long been accustomed to such enthusiastic onlookers from young fans.
He stopped painting and smiled at the primary school students:
“It’s nice to meet you all. But, I’m a little sorry…”
“I’m sketching here right now, so it’s not convenient for me to chat with you.”
“If possible, could you allow me to concentrate on completing this painting?”
Although she was actually a thousand miles away, Kishibe Rohan spoke in a very gentle and calm tone, which did not make anyone feel uncomfortable at all.
Feeling the request from Kishibe Rohan, several enthusiastic fans immediately nodded obediently and said:
“Okay, Teacher Kishibe, we won’t disturb your conception and creation.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
“I usually sketch here. I hope you will see me again in the future.”
Kishibe Rohan smiled and calmed the emotions of these children, and then watched the few fans go away with a calm expression.
When these little fans left, he immediately lowered his head and concentrated on painting the unfinished painting.
“A cartoonist who goes out to sketch?”
“It seems okay…”
Diablo carefully observed Kishibe Rohan, and his vigilance relaxed slightly:
The enthusiasm and admiration of the elementary school students just now were very sincere. Unless they were all born movie stars, the young man in front of them should be the cartoonist they mentioned.
Diablo also observed carefully. When the few elementary school students made a noise just now, many passers-by nearby also cast inquiring glances.
Judging from the surprised and excited eyes, this young man’s identity as a well-known cartoonist is even more certain.
“Probably just a cartoonist who happens to be sitting here sketching.”
“He shouldn’t be a threat to me…but…”
Diablo, who is as alert and sharp as a cheetah, soon discovered another suspicious place:
The station has a lot of traffic, so it’s not surprising that there are other people on the benches.
But…a cartoonist goes to such a noisy and noisy place to sketch?
Can you draw in such a noisy place?
Maybe he did it on purpose.
He was actually with Li Qing, so he ambush here in advance?
Because of the psychological shadow that Li Qing has caused these days, Diavolo is almost paranoid about being persecuted.
Wait until you calm down and think carefully:
Li Qing’s side clearly occupies an overwhelming advantage in combat power. If they can know their whereabouts, they can just push back. There is no need to risk such unnecessary drama.
Diablo was in a dilemma, while Rohan Kishibe on the bench beside him had already finished the painting in a quick and easy manner.
He breathed a sigh of relief, put down his brush, then raised his head and said to Diavolo:
“Sir… you seem to have been observing me for almost half a minute.”
“Are you interested in my paintings?”
“If that’s the case, I’d like someone to taste it.”
Kishibe Rohan held the still-dry painting and spoke to Diavolo very seriously.
“Well…”
Diablo hesitated for a moment, then answered without revealing any flaws:
“Yes, I am indeed very interested in the art of painting.”
“But there is one thing that makes me strange…”
“The environment here is so noisy, why do you come here to paint.”
He probed quietly.
“This is my personal hobby.”
“I like to sketch in crowded places, so that I can observe all kinds of passers-by and get in touch with the most real world.”
“These can provide inspiration for my creation, and the noisy environment can also temper my mood for painting.”
Artists have their own quirks, and Kishibe’s reasons for showing off his companions are also very normal.
“Oh…that’s it.”
“It seems that you are a very accomplished painter.”
Diavolo said two words slowly, as if to stop questioning.
However, the moment his expression relaxed, his spiritual energy surged like a huge wave:
“The Crimson King!”
Caught off guard, the ferocious-looking Crimson King appeared out of thin air.
As soon as it appeared, it struck a sharp knife in front of it with all its strength, as if it was going to split Kishibe Rohan’s brain with one blow.
But Kishibe Rohan remained motionless.
It was as if he couldn’t see the Crimson King at all, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.
In the end, the Crimson King’s hand knife narrowly stopped in front of Kishibe Rohan’s eyes, an inch away from his forehead. The strong wind caused by the slash made his hair flutter wildly.
“Why is it so windy suddenly…”
Kishibe Rohan frowned in confusion.
Then, he handed the painting to Diavolo without changing his expression:
“This is the painting I just finished.”
“Sir, do you want to see it?”
“…”
Diablo fell into a brief silence:
This guy didn’t respond at all to the Crimson King’s temptation. It seemed that the other party was not a substitute.
Am I being paranoid? No…
Thinking about it another way, if the opponent is a substitute but can still turn a blind eye to the Crimson King, that would be a truly terrible trouble.
Diablo’s suspicious character has been strengthened to the extreme as the situation continues to get worse.
Although there have been countless performances proving that Kishibe Rohan is just an ordinary person who happened to appear, he still can’t let go of the lingering suspicion.
Facing the painting handed over by Rohan Kishi, Diavolo has been hesitant and dazed.
“Let’s take a look at the future.”
“Today’s meeting must not cause any trouble, and all hidden dangers must be eliminated.”
In the end, Diavolo couldn’t help but take out his insurance measure at the bottom of the box:
“The Crimson King – Epitaph!”
The ability of Epitaph was activated quietly, and the scene of the next ten seconds instantly emerged in his mind.
Diablo’s expression suddenly became a little subtle:
It was not because he saw any danger, but because the future he saw this time was unexpectedly dull.
In the past, he could always see his own bizarre death in the future of the epitaph, but this time…
In the first second, Kishibe Rohan handed over the painting.
In the second second, Diablo began to appreciate it.
The painting was indeed very delicate, allowing an amateur who only knew a little about the art of painting to see the artist’s profound painting skills.
In the third second, Diavolo began to express his praise politely.
Fourth, five, six, seven, eight, nine seconds….
Kishibe Rohan and Diablo kept talking about this painting.
At the tenth second, Diavolo finally managed to get rid of Kishibe Rohan, who was overly enthusiastic about art, and asked the great cartoonist to calmly shut his mouth.
Kishibian Lu immediately raised his pen and lowered his head, as if to continue sketching.
“It seems that I really thought too much.”
“I never thought that I, Diavolo, would be forced into such a state of complete indifference.”
Diablo sighed slightly, feeling very melancholy.
But he quickly calmed down and took the painting from Kishibe Rohan and began to appreciate it according to the predicted future:
“It is indeed a painting that can make people’s eyes shine.”
“This painting should be…”
Diablo started chatting with a calm expression.
Time passed by second by second according to the predetermined pattern.
At the ninth second, the brief chat between the two was about to end.
At the tenth second, Kishibe Rohan closed her mouth, raised her pen and lowered her head, as if she wanted to continue creating.
“There’s really no problem.”
“My whereabouts haven’t been exposed yet, all I have to do is wait for Kira Yoshikage to come over.”
Diablo thought with relief.
However, at this moment, at the 11th second that Epitaph did not foresee…
“You are the first person to see this painting.”
“The conditions have been met, then, Diavolo…”
Kishibe Rohan, the cartoonist whom Diavolo regarded as a harmless passerby, suddenly called out his real name in a cold tone.
A chill suddenly surged out of his body. Diavolo sensed that the situation was not good, and instinctively wanted to cut away time and escape.
However, his action seemed a bit late.
“Let me see your story-“
Kishibana Rohan lifted the brush, and a human-shaped shadow appeared on his body:
“Heaven’sdoor!”