[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

He hadn't had a dream for a long time.

Killers don't need deep sleep because their senses are paralyzed during the long period of relaxation, threatening their own lives.Unlike those guys who have companions, he doesn't place high hopes on other people, and naturally he won't be affected, or toss and turn because of their deaths.

Gin couldn't remember the last time he was entangled with the nightmare, maybe that night, he blew up the convoy of pursuers and fell from the bridge into the abyss - it was in the desperate situation that he met Kusanagi Gong.

The feeling of drowning is not very pleasant, there is no part of him that needs to be missed, and there are no faces worth engraving in memory.The dead members of the organization only had their code names in his mind. As for what kind of people they were, there was no need to understand them.

His dream had always been only chaotic, but this time it became inexplicably clear. The silver-haired man stood in the darkness, smelling a strong smell of blood.

"Help us."

said a voice.

Neither a man nor a woman, mixed with a mechanical cold and ruthless tone, there is unimaginable sadness in the erratic voice: "Please save us."

"..."

Gin was silent, he took a few steps forward, and realized that he was not in a completely empty space.The soles of the boots felt like they were stepping on something, they were softer than the ground, and there was a very serious rancid smell, which he was all too familiar with.

It smells like a corpse, and it has been decomposing for at least three days.

What he stepped on was not the ground, but a mountain of corpses. Those bodies showed a paleness that humans could not have, and in the blue muscles, blood vessels were tangled and growing.They were piled up stiffly, and if you looked carefully, you couldn't find their heads.

"Please save us, only you can do it."

A bone-covered monster climbed out of the pile of corpses, with pure purple flames burning in its empty pupils. It seemed that in order to ensure its sincerity, it simply threw the blunt knife stuck in its mouth on the ground.

"It really wasn't a dream." Qin Jiu looked at it and frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

The monster looks funny and scary, it hasn't fully evolved yet, its limbs are like human corpses lying there, he crawls slowly towards the direction of Gin, lowering his head: "I'm asking for help, please save us... We are, experimental material."

"We are the experimental materials of that person. In order to develop better weapons, he fused us with the corpses of those things and turned them into new abnormalities." A hoarse voice came from the throat of the creature made of bones. Visibly full of loathing, "We are people who don't exist, don't belong anywhere."

While it was speaking, its bluish white flesh gradually turned into bones, and the only human features completely disappeared, leaving only a hideous monster.

"——We have no consciousness, and we will only fight with that disgusting body until the creatures commanded by that human cut off their heads." It paused for a moment, "After we finally occupied the head of the body, we have become The source of infection, as long as the blood is passed to humans, they can also become monsters, hahahahahaha, haha."

Its shrill laughter stopped abruptly.

"I don't want to do that. It's better to die than to keep living like this. However, I'm also not willing to die like this, so I have to ask you for help. Only you can hear our voice... We are a retrograde army, and we are not."

"Interesting." Gin finally showed a cold smile, "I want to know why you think I can help you."

The monster was still crawling forward, and when he heard this, he stopped.

"Only you can talk to us."

Gin raised his eyebrows, "Sounds like a lie."

The monster's bony body shook, and at the same time, the mountain of piled corpses began to squirm.The skin covered with lines gradually disappeared like foam, leaving only the figure that gradually transformed into an inhuman thing.

"You are the only one left... Those humans can't survive our blood." The monster said sincerely, "If you can maintain your human form, then you are the one we are waiting for, please save the synthetic beasts stranded in the human world .”

He said inexplicable words and gradually melted into the darkness.

Gin was walking in the darkness, and suddenly saw a very familiar figure. Kusanagi was lying in the eye-catching blood red, and the liquid that had not yet solidified was flowing along a certain road towards him.

He has seen this scene quite a few times, and he can still vividly remember the more tragic ones. For example, someone is lying in a bathtub filled with warm water, his wrists and elbows are covered with hideous cuts, and the blood-red water floats On milky white tiles...but that didn't mean he could get used to it.

The silver-haired man picked him up carefully, even though he knew it was just a dream.

The body in his arms was not warm at all, and the black hair was probably wet by water and stuck to the skin.One of the arms hangs down and is wrapped with those hoses that can be seen in hospitals. The blood keeps passing through the blood vessels, and then drops drop after drop into the darkness, as if it is an endless process.

"—Hmph." Qin Jiu showed a helpless expression, "Sure enough, I'm afraid of this thing."

Those eyes didn't open, he kissed the lifeless bluish-white lips, the body in his arms suddenly ceased to be a heavy object, and gradually melted into a bright red color, flowing from his fingers into nothingness.

The corner of the man's lips curled up in a mocking arc, "It's really a dream that makes people laugh."

"Zhan Sang, Zhen Sang? Are you okay?"

When Gin opened his eyes, Kusanagi was putting the towel into the ice water.

The other party's expression has never fluctuated, which was caused by family reasons when he was a child, but at this moment, joy is clearly conveyed in those eyes.Gin almost forgot, technically they were still fighting.

Kusanagi's malice couldn't be more obvious.

The cells that are more active than viruses, the closest one is Kusanagi Kyouko himself, as long as his blood is extracted, it is not impossible to cure those patients.

It's not his obligation.

"I won't have a problem at all." The young man raised his head slightly and looked straight into his eyes, as if he was talking about something indifferent, "Even if the blood is drained, it will only be anemic for a while—compared to the fact that they might die, Or turn into a monster, that's a small price to pay."

Gin didn't remember what he said or did at the time.

Kusanagi waved his hand in front of him, "Hey, are you okay? I've prepared hot water, don't worry, Mr. Akai and the others don't know, only I'm taking care of you, it's an absolute two-person world."

"You had a high fever before, just like Miss Mori." He lowered his eyes in disappointment, as if he still had lingering fears, "Mr. Akai and the others were busy making serums in other ways, so they didn't notice, so I secretly dragged you away— —but they won't say anything."

There was a bandage wrapped around his wrist with his shirt exposed, and Gin narrowed his eyes, suddenly feeling thirsty.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you—what's the matter?"

Halfway through Kusanagi's words, Gin suddenly grabbed his wrist, just in time to hold the part where the bandage was wrapped.The force he used was unexpectedly strong, Kusanagi frowned slightly, in Gin's memory, perhaps because of his insensitivity to pain, he never had any reaction.

unusual violation.

From under the white bandage, a little bright red seeped out.

He untied the bandage in silence, revealing that the white arm was covered with dense pinholes and pooled with blood.Kusanagi wanted to withdraw his hand, but failed, he looked away guiltily: "It's just that the recovery is slower than usual, don't worry, they have a sense of proportion..."

"Is that your answer?"

Qin Jiu looked at him with a cold light in his eyes.

Then, he pressed the opponent's shoulder, and through the sickly pale skin, he could clearly see the blood vessels in it.A sweet smell came from somewhere, Gin grabbed his collar and leaned close to the neck.

It's as if you can see the blood rushing through the pipes——

Wanted to devour him.

Qin Jiu closed his eyes, and he was awakened by a commotion again, only to realize that it was still a dream just now.He realized that outside the window was the quiet night sky, Kusanagi was in his arms, breathing long and steady, not in a pool of blood, and his skin was not as pale as a sick person.

"...Well." The young man turned over, he stretched out his hand in a daze, trying to touch the other person's face, "...for a while..."

Gin held his hand, touching his cold fingertips, "I am here."

If Vodka knew what he was thinking, he would be so surprised that he was in such a hurry, the most indifferent and ruthless elder brother, who had always been the most ruthless, was actually caught in a tangle because of whether he had just struck a little too hard.Under the moonlight, there were no obvious bruises on the back of the opponent's neck, but he still regretted it inexplicably.

Kusanagi's head was in a daze, he seemed to be responding to the simple response, he opened his hazy eyes, "Are...?"

He blinked suspiciously, and stared at those familiar gentle eyes, which were no different from before, except that there was a stronger emotion in them.Under the moonlight, those eyes showed a light purple color, like the mist in the morning, Kusanagi instinctively felt strange.

"It seems to be an illusion, right?"

He comforted himself.

The silver-haired man hugged him, and the words he said were comforting and persuasive, "Don't worry."

He was close to fair skin, and the smell of blood stirred in it, sweet and comfortable, without any rotten stench.Gin kissed the side of his neck, but the creepy atmosphere did not subside at all, Kusanagi couldn't refuse him, and blinked his eyes in bewilderment.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tingling pain that was too weak to be weaker.

The sharp teeth pierced the flesh, and the blood flowed out as if trying to stop everything, Kusanagi was a little surprised: "Zen Sang?"

He hesitated for a moment, instead of pushing him away, he hugged his shoulders, closed his eyes, and asked in a low voice vaguely.

"Did you have a nightmare..."