Stable Polarized Practice

"……stable?"

California Qingguang blinked in confusion, and he looked up at the sky: "How did you appear?"

"Ah? Huh? I don't know either..." An Ding embraced the time-space converter with the golden dial in his arms, and shook his head hesitantly: "The time-space converter suddenly activated without any warning...and—"

The blue-haired Fu Sangshen's eyes became sharp in an instant, and even in a very unintimidating situation—being hugged by Qing Guang, it did not hinder his murderous aura: "Qing Guang, what are these guys... thing?"

"Well, it's just as you imagined." California Qingguang's gaze finally moved away from An Ding's face, which he hadn't seen for two years, and moved to the enemy's short-time retrograde army holding a short blade, feeling disgusted by time travel in his heart He said in a relatively calm tone after seeing the army's appearance: "It's just being surrounded... But in this situation, we don't have time to chat, right?"

"You're right." An Ding replied in agreement.

With a sound of "clang", the blade came out of its sheath, and the left arm covered with metal armor suddenly touched the back of the red-eyed Fu Sangshen's head. In the bright light of the knife, the enemy's short knife that attacked from the roof was cut in half from the middle, the short blade reflecting the cold light was shattered, and the snake-bone-like enemy short knife quickly disintegrated into black air. Disappeared under the moonlight.

"Anyway," the blue-haired Fu Sangshen grinned wildly, "Just kill all these guys—that's fine, right?"

It was almost possible to achieve a kiss on the head, but An Ding let go of the hand that was holding the back of Qingguang's head in good time, turned over neatly and jumped down, only relying on the corner of the white hospital gown tied with a belt, revealing the bounded legs. The armor reaches half the thigh of the white knee.

If it was not long after Qingguang was awakened, when Honmaru's aunt was still a novice, and she hadn't been influenced by a god-inspector who knew a lot of inexplicable knowledge, Qingguang would not feel that there was anything wrong with Anding's dress, after all, it was just strange to wear a hospital gown Well, but it looks a little too similar to Okita-kun. If you yearn for Okita-kun's stability, it's normal to wear it like this, but now...

Staring at the hospital gown that was so thin that it completely reflected the slender outline of the shoulders, the belt that could be pulled open easily, and the white feet that were wearing clogs with dark armor on their calves——

Qing Guang, who had received a lot of strange knowledge from the popularization of science by the God-inspector, couldn't help but his thoughts wandered.

An Ding, have you always dressed like this when practicing outside?

……

An Ding, who has spent most of his time in battle since being awakened, has no idea what the same master's blade behind him is thinking, as if he doesn't know why his aunt likes to wear the same old clothes as Mr. Sanriyue when it's winter. Sweater, all he can think about right now is:

"It's been a long time since I hacked the Time Traveling Army."

The blue-haired Fu Sangshen sighed, stepped back slightly with his right foot, lowered his upper body, and put his hand on the handle of the flower knife again, taking a deep breath of the cool air.

Accompanied by the blue arc wrapped around Stable's body, Qing Guang, who was holding a knife in both hands behind him, was about to fight side by side with his colleagues whom he hadn't seen in two years, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. Colleague, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were almost turned into big round eyes, he was stunned to see——

My little friend exhaled a whistling white mist, and the electric arc around him suddenly solidified and deepened, followed by a thunderous sound, and Fu Sangshen in front of him disappeared instantly, and he even hit the knife with his sword. Even the top scouts in Zhongdu couldn't see his movements clearly, leaving straight black scorched marks on the spot, and the tip of his nose could smell the scorched breath in the air, and several blue and white electric sparks flashed away, six consecutive The Yetu enemy, which had to fight hard for the blade team, was wiped out in an instant, leaving no one left.

"Phew - I really like the feel of cutting the time-traveling army." An Ding said so easily, shaking the blade that had not yet been sheathed.

Qingguang: "..."

Qing Guang: "An, An Ding, what kind of swordsmanship are you using..."

"Huh? Is the sword technique I use?" Hearing the friend's question, An Ding blinked his round blue eyes, pressed his cheeks and thought carefully about how to answer, and then showed his face to the red-eyed Fu Sangshen. A happy smile:

"It's called Breath of Thunder!"

Qingguang: "..."

-

"Huh? Does Qingguang want to practice with me?" An Ding tilted his head curiously, staring at his companion who unconsciously curled his braid with his fingers, and asked with a smile: "Is Qingguang really lonely?"

"Huh?! Stupid, stupid! How is that possible!" Wearing a Western-style Shinsengumi uniform, Fu Sangshen blushed instantly, and retorted decisively: "Who would be lonely because you, the guy who bickers with me every day, is not here? ! Only, I just think that the place where you practice is also very helpful to me!"

"Is that so?" The blue-haired Fu Sangshen's expression became depressed: "But I miss Qing Guang very much."

Crit!

He could almost hear the sound of his heart "bang" exploding. California Qingguang heard what seemed to be his own voice, and the voice whispered dimly: "It's not that you haven't come back after practicing for two years..."

"That's it..." An Ding was startled for a moment, and then his expression suddenly became firm. He decisively put his hands on the shoulders of Fu Sangshen in the western-style uniform, and looked at each other with his blue eyes without hesitation. The tone said: "Then let's go together."

The red eyes met the blue pupils, Qing Guang lowered his head slightly (because he was wearing high heels), saw the guy with soft blue hair on his shoulders blinking his big round eyes, and said seriously to himself:

"Now Qingguang is also going out to practice, right? Then let's practice together."

……

"We agreed to go together."

A deadpan retelling of Fusangshen with red nails.

He is standing in front of a stained glass window, the window edge is inlaid with stained glass of various colors of red, yellow, blue, beautiful and delicate patterns are drawn on the stained window, there are angels and goddesses, the stained window seems to be impermeable It is light, only the indoor light shines on it, and then it is reflected by the colored glass, so that it looks incomparably beautiful from a distance.

But this can't erase Qingguang's complicated mood that he doesn't know how to describe.

Just now, An Ding still had a cute smile on his face, and said to himself firmly, "Let's go together", and then the time-space converter in his arms began to glow, so Qing Guang resolutely disconnected the piece that was facing him. The spiritual power transmission of the pocket watch, after all, you have to go with An Ding. Of course, you can’t let it get in the way. The expected result is very good, and you practice happily hand in hand with An Ding. As a result, when the two blades looked at each other affectionately and disappeared in the golden light——

California Qingguang suddenly appeared under the stained glass window, looking around, he didn't even see a single strand of Anding's hair.

Qingguang: "..."

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The decoration of the port mafia building is luxurious.

The most central one, the top floor is the chief's office with heavy security and real guns and ammunition, and several floors down are the European-style church-style hall that connects the cadre's office.

This kind of decoration is not the style that the current Hong Kong black leader likes. It was something that existed when the previous generation was still there. However, Mori Ogai doesn’t mind the property left by the previous generation at all. He even keeps the splash on the wall of the leader’s bedroom. It reminded him of how he used a scalpel to cut open the carotid artery of the former leader, watching Bobo's warm blood splash out, rubbing his cheek and splashing on the wall.

It's the port mafia he's taken.

The port mafia led by Mori Ogai ruled the night in Yokohama, and the national and national agency's Supernatural Secret Service Division maintained the order during the day. At the junction of black and white, Fukuzawa Yukichi's armed detective agency was in charge of the dusk. Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi's common teacher, Natsume Soseki's three-time concept.

Few people know that Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi are actually brothers in the same school.

This pair of brothers who are almost in a state of hostility, although the number of times they meet is pitiful, and every time they meet is in a tense situation, but no matter out of fear or hostility, the leaders of the two organizations are very concerned about each other Actions.

It is uncertain whether Fukuzawa Yukichi paid attention to it, but Mori Ogai wanted to check the composition of the armed detective agency, including the "newcomer" who came out of nowhere.

——This is the original reason why Nakahara Chuya took Ozaki Koyo and one of his men to the chief's office.

Sister Hongye's subordinates witnessed the whole process of the so-called "Armed Detective Agency Newcomer" using supernatural powers, and they needed to report to the leader, and Sister Hongye also told him about this before, so Nakahara Nakata also walked to the European-style church When he was about to board the elevator to the top floor, he saw the guy standing under the colored windows in a daze.

It happened to be in the direction of Miss Hongye's office. This guy also fit the temperament of the subordinates that Miss Hongye had cultivated. Zhongyuan Zhong also vaguely glanced at the high-heeled boots with stiletto heels and the bright red nail polish, which clearly fit the description of Miss Hongye. The face of "a very handsome boy" - it should be this guy, Zhongyuan Zhong also confirmed the identity of this guy wearing high heels, frowned and asked: "Why haven't you met the leader yet?"

Qing Guang who was suddenly questioned: "...Huh?"

……

In the coffee shop on the first floor, after disappearing for a few minutes, the bright golden light came on again. The man in the sand-colored windbreaker raised his eyebrows with great interest, and looked at Fu Sangshen in the blue and white mountain pattern feather reappeared where it disappeared.

The thick eyelashes trembled, An Ding opened his eyes, and said expectantly: "Qingguang, we are here—"

The crisp and cheerful voice stopped abruptly, and the blue-haired Fu Sangshen looked around for a while, and his tone became confused: "...Huh? Qingguang?"

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The situation of the "Qing Guang" who was being talked about at this time...may not be very good.

"..." A drop of cold sweat slid down Dao Fusangshen's forehead, the body knife at his waist was not allowed to be brought in, and he didn't want to come in, but if it was exposed...

He stole a glance at the orange-haired guy.

...so strong oppressive force.

...

"Rin Taro!" Staring at the red scarf Da Daofu for a long time, the blond girl turned her head with a smile, put her hands on her hips and said to the man sitting behind the European-style long table:

"He's just like me, Rintaro!"