01.

The changing lights in the bar will always give people a feeling of dizziness, dizziness for a long time, even the soul will fall along with it.

The cool blue light shines on the bar, the wine bottles above are mainly white and green, and the colorful labels show the identity of the wine.But no matter how high or low the price is, they will all be mixed together and enter the stomach of the person, and then destroy the nerves, cloud the brain, let the smell of alcohol emanate from every pore, and finally turn into a depraved and lonely night.

I sat in the corner of the bar and took out a cigarette, but I couldn't find the lighter for a while.

A lighter appeared in the line of sight, some familiar styles.With a click, the flame illuminated the fingers of the visitor. They were white and slender, with well-defined joints, as good-looking as a swordsman.

But he doesn't use a sword.

I didn't raise my eyes and approached him with a cigarette in my mouth, and after taking a puff, I spit all the smoke into the person's face: "Yo, handsome guy." Only then did I raise my eyes to look at the person.

A familiar silhouette, with a masquerade mask on his face.There are quite a few people in this bar wearing that mask.

In fact, he doesn't talk very much most of the time, he is a bit like the cool school girl with a cold face in campus novels. His temper can't be described as hot, but it is true that he is a little anxious.

"Karma." He called my name in that low voice.

In fact, before that, his voice was leaning towards the uplifting juvenile voice. He is a man with juvenile traits mixed with masculine traits, which constitutes his unique charm.But now his youthful feeling is getting less and less, and his voice is getting deeper and deeper, or...he has more and more burdens.

I can't help but feel shaken, but I know I won't stop.

I even reached out and touched his mask. He wanted to back away for a moment, but he held back his impulse just in time, and I could see it.

"The smell of blood on your body is heavy again." I sighed and called his name, "Zhongye."

"Because I found that... no matter which way, you need to kill people." Zhong Yuanzhong also said.

I was silent for a moment, and then my hand fell on the back of his hand, "Yes." I said, "But at least you can choose who to kill yourself."

He smiled, but without much emotion.

I understand that he must be under great pressure at the moment.

In fact, I can also think of his current situation.

People from [Sheep] definitely don't want to be enemies with the port mafia. Although they keep saying that they have an equal relationship with the Hong Kong gangsters and they are not afraid of the Hong Kong gangsters, if a war really breaks out, those people will probably be afraid of the police... more What's more, Hong Kong is black.

But Zhongya Zhongya forced them to betray Hong Kong gangsters with him. I can also think that Zhongye should also use force to threaten them. I can even think that Zhongye must feel more pain than they do.

"Yes." Zhong Yuanzhong also said in a somewhat dull voice, "Thank you, Ye."

I looked down at our hands, I held his hand, but he didn't shake it back, just put it there quietly, and didn't refuse.

"I won't keep you waiting too long." I made up my mind, I got up, leaned over, and put my hand on the side of his jaw.

He also looked at me, but his eyes were no longer the vitality of the past.

I closed my eyes and touched his lips lightly.

His body trembled.

It was just a simple touch, and then I stood up straight again, and at the same time put a small piece of paper into his palm: "The latest information."

He blinked and seemed to recover some anger: "Okay," he said, "I'll do it, Karma."

"Well." I said with a piled up smile: "You are very strong, this is the largest stronghold of Hong Kong gangster drugs, so you will definitely be able to destroy this. I believe in you."

He nodded heavily.

I smiled at him again and turned to leave.

"Yeah." He stopped me.

"Chuya?" I turned to look at him.

"What does that mean just now?" There was more vitality in his eyes.

"Hold on," I said, "I'm here for you."

"--it is good."

02.

When I left the bar, I went around a few times before returning to Ganghei, but when I saw the Ganghei Building from a distance, I suddenly lost the interest to go back.

I turned on my phone to find someone to chat with, Ogai Mori, Osamu Dazai, Ango Sakaguchi, Sakunosuke Oda, Momiji Ozaki... There are people who are suitable for chatting, but currently there is no one suitable for sincere conversation.

My eyes fell on the most recent text message, sent in the afternoon.

"Miss Kagutsu, we have arrived in Yokohama, and we plan to contact the people of [Sheep] tomorrow according to your instructions. After that, I hope you can provide me with some information on the port mafia alone, please. ps: I It's Kusanagi Izumo, probably belongs to the military adviser here, and is a friend of Zun ^—^"

It feels good to talk to someone you don't know.

I thought about it and made that call.

"Yeah, good evening, Miss Kagutsu."

It has a strong Kyoto accent, and this person's voice is too nice.

"Kusanagi Izumo?" I asked.

"Exactly, I don't know if there is anything I can do for Miss Kagutsu at this late hour?"

There is nothing wrong with him saying that, he is currently Zhou Fangzun's subordinate.Zhou Fangzun is the next Scarlet King, and I am the daughter of the contemporary Red King, so it stands to reason that I can order him whatever I want.But I'm not interested in doing that either.

"Are you free? Come out for a walk?" I asked.

"Ah, of course I'm free." He was a little surprised at the first "ah", but he agreed quickly, unlike me who is always surprised, so I have a good first impression of him.

We added LINE, and then I sent him the location.He came very quickly, and he was unexpectedly good-looking. After seeing me, he greeted me with a smile: "Miss Kagutsu."

That's what he's called, but it's better than "princess".

"Kusanagi Izumo." I called his name.

He nodded with a smile.Seems like a nice guy.At least he has a much better personality than Zhou Fangzun.

Yokohama in the night mist presents a unique style of French literary films. It cannot be described simply as romantic. It is an illusion between gloom and dreams. Of course, the city lights are prosperous, like the stars in the night sky. , but under the cover of such a large fog, it also became sparse.

Walking at this time can easily produce a touching feeling.

I also flooded my thoughts, and said directly: "I don't want to inherit the position of the Red King, so I came to Yokohama."

Kusanagi Izumo was slightly surprised, and then assumed a posture of listening carefully.He is very good, and he can understand immediately that I just want someone to talk to about myself today.

"Before I came to Yokohama, I met a person. I didn't know his identity at the time, and he didn't know my identity." I said, "Although I only met him once, I feel very happy."

"He is from Hong Kong." Kusanagi Izumo said.

"He is [King of Sheep] Central Plains Chuya." I said.

Then I started to talk about what happened after that. Of course I wouldn’t say anything confidential, but I also roughly described the relationship between Tochuya, Mori Ogai and Osamu Dazai.

"When I met him today, I felt sorry for his state, and then kissed him." I said.

Kusanagi Izumo paused slightly with his smoking fingers, "Have you decided it's him?"

"No." I said, "The most important thing now is career, and these things will be put aside first."

"I want to say something presumptuous, Ms. Kagutsu." Izumo Kusanagi said the first sentence after listening to my long narrative.

"You said." I nodded.

"The men you mentioned must have feelings for you." Kusanagi Izumo said.

"Feeling it?" I raised an eyebrow.

"It means that everyone may like you." Kusanagi Izumo said very straightforwardly.

"Ah. Maybe." I said, I didn't take it to heart, I really didn't take it to heart.

"So Ms. Kagutsu knows it all by heart? The chances of winning are sure?" Kusanagi Izumo asked.

"No." I shook my head, "Their liking can't actually change anything, and it can't make them surrender or cooperate with me. They are all proud people, and they all have their own pursuits and beliefs. So little love between men and women It doesn't fundamentally change our relationship."

Kusanagi Izumo's eyes behind the indigo glasses seemed to be in a trance.

The river of lights is blown away by the wind, undulating on the water surface, flickering and flickering.We are walking to the top of the building at the moment, and the outline of the building is blurred. Looking from the railing, the city extending under our feet seems to be soaked in a dream.

"I love you." I said, "but there are always more things in this world that attract me, war, strength, glory, power, freedom..." After saying this, I turned around and leaned on the railing, and rushed to him. He smiled, "Is that right? Kusanagi."

"Yes." Kusanagi stubbed out the cigarette, then smiled at me faintly, "It's just that it's quite a good feeling to have someone you like."

"Exactly." I raised my lips.

It was already deep at night, but I still didn't feel sleepy.

I turned over the railing, and then jumped directly to the roof where there was no railing to prohibit me from going up.

Kusanagi Izumo also came up quickly, and he was very skilled.

I tilted my head and said, "I'm done talking, it's your turn."

He smiled, "Okay, Miss Kagutsu."

He told some things about him. He, Zhou Fangzun and another person named Shishu Duoliang had known each other since middle school, and they were good friends for many years.He also tells about his first love.Maybe I shouldn't say too much to people I met for the first time, but some things can't be said one by one on a rational occasion, and I can't talk to people I've known for a long time. What does it matter if someone who meets for the first time talks about their past?

I ran out of cigarettes, I took Kusanagi Izumo's cigarettes, he helped me light them up, and I said, "I should have a drink."

"I'm going down for a beer," he said.

"Okay." I nodded.

He jumped straight off the roof.

I sat on the top of the building and looked at the sky. It was almost dawn at this time, and I chatted with Kusanagi Izumo all night.

Then there were more people around me.I saw Mori Ogai, and I also saw his power Alice for the first time.Mori Ogai was standing there, and Alice was standing beside him, a delicate blond girl with an expressionless face.

"Enough playing, it's time to come back." Mori Ogai said.

I looked down at my palm and said "ah".After a few seconds I said, "Yes."

Then I sent Kusanagi Izumo a message, and I told him I was going back.

He quickly replied: Stop drinking?

Me: Next time.

Kusanagi Izumo: Good

me: ah.

Kusanagi Izumo: I will not tell other people about this

Me: I thought you would tell Zhou Fang

Kusanagi Izumo: Can I?

Me: Do you really want to tell?

Kusanagi Izumo: Haha no

I didn't go back, but dropped the phone in my pocket.

"Have you finished your farewell?" Mori Ogai asked patiently.

"Almost." I said, I was a little curious, "You have a really good temper, much better than Dazai." I always feel that Dazai would get angry directly if he knew.

Mori Ogai smiled, he stretched out his hand to me, I took his hand, he clenched it tightly, the strength of his fingers was a bit strong.

He said: "You are wrong, Mr. Ye, my temper is actually worse than that of Mr. Dazai."

He squeezed my hand a little sore.

Then he smiled slightly: "Okay, let's go back together."

His smile carried the winter chill in this dawn.

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