The last bite of the sandwich went into his mouth, and as the rich, delicious beef was completely devoured, another large glass of iced drink followed.
Satisfied, Kira Yoshikage wiped his mouth, finished his hearty dinner, and stood up to walk to a nearby cabinet.
He opened the cabinet, took out a small jar labeled "1999", and gently pulled a handkerchief from his pocket.
Then he unscrewed the jar, revealing a large amount of strip-like objects inside. He paused, screwed the jar back on, and put it away.
Subsequently, he took out a new jar, wrote "1999B" on the paper attached to it, and poured all the nail clippings from the handkerchief into it.
Collecting and storing his nails was Kira Yoshikage's habit, and now it had been inherited by Kira Yoshikage. He felt that this way he could record his actions in this world, and this feeling brought him pleasure.
However, looking at the not-so-perfect trim this time, resulting in many nail fragments, Kira Yoshikage still couldn't help but frown.
Perfectly trimming one's nails was, after all, a skill, and he still needed to practice.
But there was still plenty of time; he would eventually fully integrate into Kira Yoshikage's daily life, such as the murder practice starting today. Kira Yoshikage had killed 48 women in 15 years.
And tomorrow, he would kill the 49th, and his 1st. By then, he would surely be more aligned with Kira Yoshikage's identity.
"What a wonderful, peaceful life, no changes, no fluctuations, calm and happy."
He seemed to be muttering to himself, but in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is what I'm doing really right? I'm not being forced to retaliate now; I'm actively killing people."
For example, killing Fatty. To him, it was for self-preservation, but to the little Fatty, he was suddenly killed for no reason.
Next, to adapt to his identity, he would even have to kill randomly and indiscriminately. He originally didn't seem to be like this; was he influenced by this body?
But his gaze fell upon the trophies on the table, and he was surprised to find that one of them had a stain. His thoughts temporarily shifted. Looking at the stain, a sense of discomfort rose in his heart.
"Tsk, was it this morning?"
His jaw suddenly clenched. The stain on the trophy was like an abrupt stone in life, making Kira Yoshikage's obsessive-compulsive disorder feel annoyed.
He picked up a towel from beside him, dampened it with some water, and began to meticulously wipe the trophy. While wiping, he also casually pushed the camera next to it.
And this seemingly careless action directly pushed the camera down. The camera tumbled through the air and fell.
With a click, the camera sounded. It aimed at the corner of the room and took a photo, which was slowly ejected from the camera.
"Nani!"
Kira Yoshikage turned his head as if he had just realized, picked up the camera to inspect it, wiped it twice, and then directly picked up the photo.
And in the photo, there was a white-haired old man standing in the corner, his face full of panic, his expression looking very shocked.
Even at the moment he saw Kira Yoshikage, he subconsciously tilted his head, and Kira Yoshikage also perfectly displayed a shocked expression.
"What is that?"
Kira Yoshikage exclaimed, but in his heart, he was very calm. The stain on the trophy was indeed newly discovered and made him uncomfortable, but pushing the camera down was intentional.
Exposing Kira Yoshihiro's existence was necessary, but he couldn't do it directly. Otherwise, how could he explain knowing about Kira Yoshihiro's existence?
This ghost father had always hidden his existence, silently protecting Kira Yoshikage from the shadows, wanting to make up for his lack of care and attention to Kira Yoshikage during his lifetime, which led to Kira Yoshikage becoming a pervert.
As for his child killing people?
It's a joke. He was an absolutely doting ghost father, and he was Dio's subordinate, not a good person himself. At most, his morals were slightly higher than his child's.
Kira Yoshihiro, seeing this, was a bit at a loss. He was still in a daze, only subconsciously turning his body to cover his face when he saw the camera pointing at him.
Hearing Kira Yoshikage's shout, he immediately and subconsciously raised his hand in the photo, wanting to cover his face. As a result, this movement made Kira Yoshikage even more shocked.
"What the hell is that?!"
Killer Queen instantly appeared and assumed a defensive stance, as if ready to throw a punch at any moment, directly detonating the suspicious photo in front of him, which startled Kira Yoshihiro.
His Stand, Atom Heart Father, was useless against people outside the photo and couldn't protect him. Moreover, he wouldn't lay a hand on his son. If his son really made a move now, he would be dead.
He immediately withdrew his hands from his face and shouted, "Wait, it's me! Yoshikage! Stop!"
That distinctive face made Kira Yoshikage stop instantly. Looking at this very familiar face from his memories, he said with some hesitation, "Father?"
At the same time, he secretly laughed in his heart, "It's done. What I need to do next is to make this old man explode with gold and help me deal with my enemies."
"Yes, Yoshikage, it's me."
Kira Yoshihiro, seeing Kira Yoshikage stop, also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew how terrifying his son was.
"Father, is it really you? What's going on with you? Are you a ghost?"
Before Kira Yoshihiro could speak further, Kira Yoshikage started asking questions consecutively, and a look of vigilance reappeared in his eyes.
If the following conversation didn't expose his identity, Kira Yoshikage's identity would be basically confirmed. But if it was exposed, he could only send this old man away.
Looking at his vigilant son, Kira Yoshihiro sighed deeply. He was dead, and the child's mother was also dead. He had been alone for a long time, so it was normal for him to be so wary of his sudden appearance.
He even had some doubts: was Kira Yoshikage's abnormal behavior this morning a sign that he had been alone for too long, gone crazy from loneliness, and his mental illness had worsened?
After all, his son was already a pervert, with obsessive-compulsive disorder, a killing fetish, and a hand fetish. It wouldn't be strange if he also developed schizophrenia.
Looking at his vigilant son, he sighed deeply. The photo floated into the air, and he half-climbed out of the photo, explaining with a wry smile.
"Kira Yoshikage, my dear son, the truth is..."
"Actually, when I was alive, I discovered your habits. Back then, you liked to kill people; this was your necessary way of survival..."
As he spoke, Kira Yoshihiro felt a sense of guilt from the bottom of his heart. In fact, he also felt that his son's actions were wrong.
But he had not stopped his mother's domestic violence against him when his son was young, which always made him feel guilty. For this reason, after his child killed people, he chose to dote on and indulge him.
"That's enough, I already believe you. You are indeed my father."
Kira Yoshikage looked at the photo with a calm expression but didn't say much. He just calmly continued to ask, "So, that arrow in the drawer, is that what you said Dio gave you? And my ability also comes from this arrow?"
"Yes, Yoshikage, that thing can not only awaken your ability but also screen out those with the talent and aptitude to awaken abilities."
Kira Yoshihiro said nonchalantly. This arrow of his was originally used by Dio to create subordinate Stand Users, but now that Dio was dead, none of that mattered anymore.
If his son could use it, then let his son use it.
"Hmm, this seems to be what they are looking for. A group of people has come to town, and what they are tracking is an arrow that can awaken an ability called a Stand."
Kira Yoshikage calmly took down the arrow, his fingers caressing it. "It seems they will track me down before long."