[Comprehensive] Bamboo horse is a superpower

"I don't trust you."

The black-haired man with an indifferent expression spoke bluntly. The black suit looked dull, and there was a deep scar on the man's right chin, which showed a bit of coldness and chill in his maturity.

What he said was completely disrespectful - even his own leader.

The black-haired woman, or girl, had a faint expression on her face, as if she didn't take his words to heart at all, and her black pupils were terribly empty, as if nothing could be reflected in those pupils, or as if It is the silence planted by the determination to do something that cannot be turned back.

Faced with more cruel words than questioning, Nana just raised her eyes and stayed for a second on the scar on Yamamoto Takeshi's right chin, without hiding her gaze, and just moved away calmly: "I don't need it."

[I don't need anyone's trust. 】

Wrong things, wrong is wrong, she will not escape, will not blame herself, and will not seek forgiveness, these are the performance of the weak, and she, Nana Kazama——

How much blood was stained on the sword means how much responsibility and resentment she has.

No matter how many scars she has given to this world, they will all be returned to her in another way in the end.

The scar on Takeshi Yamamoto's right chin, which can be called the sword emperor's shame, was left by her; and Takeshi Yamamoto's doubts and complete distrust of her came from his father, Takeshi Yamamoto.

Takeshi Yamamoto, who can teach Takeshi Yamamoto's predecessor Shiyu Cangyan, is naturally not a small character, but he met Nana who played for the first time.

In Nana's eyes, the two families whose status was switched at that time, those who belonged to the Vongola side represented "evil", as Yamamoto Takeshi, who took the initiative to stand up in that battle and led the rest to resist, belonged to the "side that intends to destroy the world" .

The results speak for themselves.

There is no need to say "I was deceived" in front of those who have lost their family members. In their view, it is just an excuse to escape, and it is a bloody feud with more than ten thousand fragments.

Except for those Vongola's people who did it themselves, who can say that no innocent blood was sprayed on Nana?

Those poor people who were let go by her and thought they had a glimmer of hope for life, until they were finally killed, their eyes were open and innocent blood flowed.

Among the broken walls and ruins, not only the blood of innocent people was filled, but also the souls of those who could not be saved and died in vain.

Standing here, Nana could hear it clearly, even the number of ghosts around Tsunayoshi Sawada and Takeshi Yamamoto who were far away but couldn't help but glared at them with red pupils could not be counted.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, standing between the two of them, looked embarrassed and helpless.

This man with a gentle heart would not blame his teammates who made life and death for Peng Ge. He could not admit against his will that Nana really did nothing wrong.

He also couldn't say more cruel words to the girl who deeply criticized her for bearing the resentment of innocent life and the unforgivable sin.

It's just that he's standing next to Takeshi Yamamoto and across from Nana - which says a lot about where he stands.

Nana lowered her eyelashes slightly.

she knows-

This is unavoidable, even a saint can have selfishness, Sawada Tsunayoshi is not the Holy Mother, of course he cannot be selfless.

[The person who can stand by my side and accompany me for no reason is not here. 】

This is what Nana can no longer understand more deeply.

"That...Miss Xianlulan..." Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his mouth cautiously, and once again found embarrassingly that he didn't know the name of the girl opposite, so he had to call her by a code name. He was still uneasy, because He didn't know if she, who had been bullied so covertly in Mirufiore, would feel that this code name was a scar and pain that she didn't want to mention again.

Nana hooked her lips, it was a meaningless smile, or not even a smile: "It's okay, just call me that."

It is impossible to say that she does not hate this code name, but reality does not allow her to show a more vulnerable side.

After carefully looking at it for a few times, as if confirming that Nana didn't mind the matter, Tsunayoshi Sawada heaved a sigh of relief, and glanced at Takeshi Yamamoto, who was silent at the beginning when he said that sentence, and revealed a With a friendly smile, at this time, he looked a bit like the tenth generation of Pengo Lie seen on the battlefield, rather than a pure and good college student who had just graduated from college.

"I think that since you appear here, Ms. Cinderella, it means that you understand everything—then let me put aside the meaningless words and get to the point, okay?"

Nana moved her hand by her side, as if she wanted to touch the knife at her waist, but she didn't make another move when she saw the black-haired man's frightening expression on the opposite side, and nodded.

[No one can tolerate my waywardness. 】

The coldness of the fingertips reiterated this fact.

......

The cracked urban area is the best natural barrier for assassins, and it is also the favorite and most hated place for spies.

It has to be said that Tsunayoshi Sawada, who chose such a place to talk, is also very aware of the rules of the inner world, which is completely inconsistent with his appearance.

The conversation has come to an end, just looking at Tsunayoshi Sawada's face, it doesn't seem to be going well. Of course, I say this because there is nothing to be seen from the expressionless faces of Takeshi Yamamoto and Nana.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" Tsunayoshi Sawada frowned, with a hint of disapproval on his face.

"I thought you all thought this was the best result." Nana threw out a sentence flatly.

Then in return, Tsunayoshi Sawada looked embarrassed and embarrassed, but Takeshi Yamamoto smiled sarcastically.

Sure enough, what she said was not wrong.

It may be that the clarity in Nana's eyes made Sawada Tsunayoshi feel embarrassed and guilty, and Nana called him when he was about to say goodbye in a hurry.

"If Ms. Cinderella needs to come to our place, please speak up." Sawada Tsunayoshi whispered, but did not look up at her.

Nana didn't feel surprised, let alone sad, she just took out the things in her pocket, handed them over, and said lightly, "To Hibari Kyouya, he's not dead yet."

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his head in surprise for a moment, seeing the girl's indifferent expression, he didn't know what to do, as if he was a little surprised or surprised by what he heard.

Nana forcefully stuffed the things to him, left only one sentence, turned around and left.

"If he's not dead, hang this around his neck."

When returning to Miru Fiore base, Nana was told that Irie Masaichi was looking for her soon, thinking that anyway, that serious person Irie Masaichi would come to find her again, so Nana simply stood where she was. Moved.

While holding the knife and looking at the sky in a daze, Irie Masaichi really came to find him.

Facing Nana's silent black pupils, Irie Masaichi got stuck in what he was going to say in an instant, and could only stutter as he tried to organize his words: "Well, Bai, Lord Bailan said... let the Lord you When you get back, go to the office and look for him immediately."

Nana nodded, thanked her and turned to leave.

After Nana's figure disappeared around the corner for a long time, Irie lowered his head in a daze, saw the thing in his hand, and then screamed: "Ah - I forgot to give this to her!"

I haven't known Bai Lan for less than a year, but Nana also understands one thing.

——Bai Lan must have something to do when he came to you, and it wasn't something simple.

Talking with Bai Lan is more painful than fighting, because you really don't understand what hints he gave you in his words and what traps he set.

Pushing open the door, Nana felt blinded by the sight of everything being white, including the person inside who was all white from head to toe.

Bai Lan was holding a ring against the glaring sunlight outside the window, and she wasn't surprised to see her push the door in. She waved at Nana slowly, as if she was waving at a well-behaved puppy.

Nana stood there silently, about to draw out the knife, Bai Lan greeted her immediately with a smile on her face.

"Don't be like this, Nai-chan~" Bai Lan blinked with a smile, and put the ring in her hand on Nana's hand like offering a treasure, Wa Quan didn't give her a chance to refuse.

Looking down at the hand that was clenched by Bai Lan's strength, Nana's eyes were very unfriendly. If Bai Lan didn't give her an explanation, she would not let it go.

Bai Lan nodded in satisfaction: "This is the ring of hell~ Really~ I gave it to Nai-chan, Nai-chan should make good use of it~" After waiting for a while, I found that I didn't get any other rings except for an "idiot" look. Responding, the white-haired youth pouted in frustration, but this time Nana responded with a cold expression.

The excitement is over, and the business is coming.

Bai Lan propped one hand on the desk, and said with a smile: "Nai-chan, you have been in Mirufiore for so long, and it seems that you have never seen the black magic - Mirufiore's second-in-command, Uni-chan Let's go~"