Plural Apostles

"I don't know how to face Sakura after everything is over, how to face Siegfried, if Siegfried has forgotten everything that happened in the world of mind image, that would be fine, or Siegfried wouldn't care If that's the case, that's fine, but if Siegfried remembers these things..."

"Bronya, do you have a time machine? Or let Kiyana feed Siegfly, can he lose his memory?"

"There is no time machine, so I don't know." Bronya tilted her head slightly and looked at Karen calmly, "Sister Karen, you have troubles, Bronya has no way to give an answer."

"Huh... I hope Siegfried will forget what happened in this world of mental images... ah ah..."

"Bronya remembered that Siegfried seemed to have proposed to Sister Kallen before."

"That was just to embarrass me and express his dissatisfaction to Sakura by the way. It can't be taken seriously, but this time... oh... ah! Why did it happen! Why did I say those things at the time? It's hard to think about it now. Words that are easily misunderstood... ahhh!"

After roaring for a while, Kallen lay on the sofa like a salted fish. Now she just wants to wait for this mental world to end and everything to return to its original state. Let's go and deal with it... I'm so tired and entangled, I don't want to care about anything.

"Everything is a big dream of emptiness, ups and downs, for a hundred years, all sorrows and joys are just dust and smoke..."

"Sister Karen, tomorrow is the stage of the court trial. Bronya thinks what Siegfried might do."

Karen turned over: "Let Kiyana watch."

"There are priorities, Sister Kallen, if something goes wrong, regretting is the most useless thing."

"..."

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The pointer ticks and ticks to move the sun, moon and stars, and time rotates.

This year is coming to an end, the huge drug case that broke out at the end of the year and caused a sensation in Japan will be finally heard in the Changkong City Court. Many foreigners, either curious or because people close to them took drugs, came to the court one after another. , hoping to watch this criminal trial up close.

There are so many people...

Wearing a windbreaker that wraps herself tightly and a hat that can be slightly tilted to hide her face, Karen looked around. She tiptoed and looked ahead to maintain order, and pulled out the cordon. The police, Siegfried was not among them.

She had come and waited quite early today, and there was no sign of Siegfried at all.

Soon, amidst the discussion of the surrounding crowd, dozens of criminals with serious circumstances and special identities, who were handcuffed, were escorted to the court. The crowd slowly poured into the court following the orders of the police, and Karen entered the court I looked around for a while, but I still didn't see Siegfried, but I noticed Shigeru Matsushita sitting in the courtroom. That's right. After all, he needs to clear his guilt. It is a punishment such as a fine, and it is taken lightly.

Didn't Siegfried come?

Karen was a little strange. She left the court before the court started. She didn't intend to stay and watch. Siegfried had told her all the inside story before. She is not at all interested in the court trials arising from political compromise and selfish desires.

Where the hell is Siegfried?

Walking out of the courtroom which can be said to be in a hot state, Karen slightly lowered her head and pressed her hat. Out of the habit of being a thief, she subconsciously observed the situation of the shops opposite, and suddenly she keenly caught a ray of eyes staring at her. .

Slightly raised his head, subconsciously looked towards the opposite street, and saw Siegfried sitting in a coffee shop opposite by the floor-to-ceiling windows. He was wearing a heavy jersey, not the usual police uniform. hat.

With a cup of coffee in his hand, Siegfried looked at Kallen who had just walked out of the court with a delicate expression.

Staring at each other silently for a few seconds, Siegfly turned his head and drank his coffee with a calm expression, while Kallen hesitated for a while, she tiptoed a little irritably, looking left and right as if afraid of being seen, until a few minutes later , gritted his teeth slightly, and walked into the opposite coffee shop.

"I didn't expect to meet you at this time. Good morning, Miss Phantom Thief."

Siegfried greeted him with a smile, which was calm and indifferent.

"……Good morning."

Sitting opposite Siegfried, Kallen's expression was quite irritable and tangled, sometimes hesitating to speak, sometimes full of anger, sometimes downcast, sometimes self-pitying herself, just like a million-flower mirror, she was wonderful, and finally she took off her hat and said annoyedly. Scratching his head, looking at the smiling Siegfried, he said angrily, "What? Is it interesting to see me worry?!"

Siegfried took a sip of coffee and smiled softly: "It's nothing, I'm just curious about what you're worrying about, if you want, can you tell me about it?"

"..." Karen looked at Siegfried complicatedly, and muttered discouragedly, "You don't understand... Siegfried, let me ask you a question, if your lover still loves another person... ..."

Siegfried was stunned for a moment, and then said: "First of all, I will not have love. If I love someone else but not me, it is impossible for me to pursue her. If she falls in love with someone else after we fell in love, it means that she has violated the love we agreed upon, and naturally I will not continue to love her..."

"Ugh……"

Karen sighed, and pressed her face on the table weakly. This Siegfried didn't open his mind at all. He never imagined the situation where his lover died and his lover lived... But normally, no one would Will you consider that magical situation appearing in reality?At the beginning, Siegfried didn't care too much about Sakura still loving him, probably that's what he thought.

The living can never win against the dead, and the dead can never win against the living.

"Let's not talk about this topic, it's really a problem that can't be solved at all..." Karen raised her head from the table, and she said with a little interest, "Come on, let's talk about your knot."

Siegfried was a little puzzled. He felt that he couldn't keep up with Karen's train of thought. It was strange how the other party spoke?Especially when she made her final confession before, she also said a lot of things that she couldn't figure out... It was like she thought she should love another person, it was incredible.

However, there is no need to delve into these doubts and puzzles...

"Heart knot? Where did I come from?" Siegfried smiled softly, his expression was calm and indifferent, with a sense of freedom in his smile, "Although I plan to quit my job as a police officer, I don't think so. How melancholy and resentful, a huge criminal case as the last flash of my police career is enough."

"Huh? Is it?"

Karen is a little unbelievable, if she really has no knots, or has really achieved some kind of spiritual transformation like ascension, why is this world of mental imagery not over yet?

Siegfried ordered a cup of coffee for Kallen. Kallen drank the coffee absently, thinking about the explosion that Siegfried suddenly confessed to her a few days ago. Smiling from the bottom of his heart, as if he was enjoying something delicious, he sipped his coffee lightly and looked at the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Time passed slowly, and the two of them were speechless to each other. Karen scratched her head and didn't know what to say, while Siegfried was in a daze silently, looking at everything around him, but he didn't take the initiative to say anything.

"Karen..."

Kallen, whose mind was in a mess and irritatedly thinking about various problems, looked up at Siegfried, and said in a somewhat aggressive tone, "What are you doing?"

Siegfried smiled and asked plainly, as if asking what he had for lunch: "Can you give me a kiss?"

Karen frowned, and she was not polite at all: "Kiss you big-headed ghost! Men pay more attention to body and material than spirit and emotion?!"

"Men, women, people from this country, people from another country...everyone is the same, but everyone is different." Siegfried smiled lightly, and asked again, "Is it a proof that we know each other well? "