Giant: I, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, have no feelings

On the way back from the eight

, Allen, Reiner, and Bertot took the lead, chatting with colleagues who would discuss when they would come back next time to build the unfinished log cabin.

After all, Bertot's sleeping position ....

Ani followed them unhurriedly, with a piece of sweet sugar in his mouth, and looked at the palm of his hand, which was the amulet that Karula had requested, and everyone had it.

The corner of Arnie's mouth uncontrollably provoked a soft smile.

Armin carried Ellie, who seemed to be awake, helplessly working and complaining, acting as a sand monk who worked hard during the westward journey, and a black-purple butterfly flew gently beside him.

Ayakoji happened to walk with Mikasa and fell last.

Or rather, this time it was Mikasa who deliberately landed next to Ayakoji.

Turning slightly sideways, noticing that Karula behind could no longer see the situation on this side, Mikasa coldly stretched out his hand, "Give me the gloves, that's Kiyotaka!"

When Armin in front heard this, he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

Arnie was different, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted a touch of mockery.

Ayakoji was also stunned rarely, and then obediently took out the glove and another thing from the bag behind him and gently put it on Mikasa's hand.

As if nothing, the two hands touched gently, and the vague warmth made Mikasa's little hand retract uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, staring at the thing in his hand, Mikasa was stunned, biting his lip uncontrollably, his tone was complicated, "What is this

?" "Can't you see it?" Ayakoji said helplessly, "That tattered dress you hid in the closet, it wasted a lot of effort on me, and it was harder than doing it again." "

The white skirt is extremely clean, and there is not the slightest mud and dust stained during the battle.

The skirt was intact, the cloth was flat, and the place that was originally pierced by bullets was embroidered with purple lavender by Ayakoji.

As for the other torn places, they were connected to the exact same fabric by Ayakoji, and the joints were stitched with a faint golden silk thread, and there was no violation in the slightest, but it was more beautiful and delicate than before.

"I didn't expect you to have a habit of rummaging through girls' wardrobes?" snorted disdainfully, but Mikasa still put away the skirt, turned his head, and didn't look at Ayakoji, "Do something superfluous." Ayakoji

sighed helplessly, "So, what else do you want from me?"

Mikasa didn't answer this question, turned around and stared at Ayakoji, his tone was extremely serious, and he gritted his teeth faintly

, "Let me ask you one last time, are you Ayakoji Kiyotaka!"

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she only knew that she was desperate to get the person in front of her to give her an

answer, yes or no, it could be, as long as it was an answer, it was enough!"

Ayakoji stared at Mikasa's serious black eyes, two pairs of black jewel-like eyes looking at each other, reflecting each other's faces.

Just as three years ago, after Mikasa killed the kidnapper, the two looked at each other.

What was different was that at that time, his eyes were full of joy at finding useful tools, and her eyes were dazed as she had just gained strength and survived.

And now, in the eyes of the two, there is a complexity that they themselves cannot understand.