I'm acting in Yokohama

Lancer caught this tiny sound, and the whole person disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Qing Guang was startled, hugged his master with one hand and quickly pulled out the body around his waist, picked up the opponent's red gun, and kept stepping back to widen the distance between him and the opponent.

Although not favored, as the initial knife, California Kiyomitsu's level is still the highest in the group, he secretly rejoiced that he was the one who followed this time, so the world is already so dangerous?

"Stop it, Lancer."

Zhong also jumped onto the container neatly, with a dangerously indifferent expression, he was stunned when he saw the cub held in Qingguang's hand, the cold edge hidden in his eyes subsided, and his voice hesitated: "Liang...Yan?"

Speaking of which, this is the first time Sagawa saw Nakaya fighting alone as an adult, exuding an arrogant bloody smell, like a murderous tool without emotion, without the slightest shadow of his usual gentleness.

But in battle, being gentle is probably equivalent to putting yourself and your trusted subordinates in danger.

Really... I originally wanted to avoid Hong Kong gangsters, but I didn't expect such a coincidence.

The black-haired cub raised its paw and shook it: "Yo, Chuya."

"It's really not the time to come back at this time..." Zhong also pressed the center of his eyebrows helplessly. The Holy Grail War has already caused a lot of waves in the dark, and the current situation in Yokohama, which is already treacherous, is even more unpredictable.

"And how did you become like this?" He stretched out his hand towards the cub, not paying attention to California Qingguang's hostile gaze, and said as a matter of course, "Come here."

Sagawa didn't notice the subtle atmosphere between the two, he patted Kiyomitsu's arm to signal him to relax, and then was picked up by Chuya.

"Don't worry, I'll be back to how I was before soon." Although the tone of voice remained the same, the cub's voice sounded like milk.

Chuya couldn't hold back for a moment and rubbed his baby-fat face.

The news that Sawagawa gave him has already explained the whole story, the appearance of the chaos is not accidental, there is an organization called the Toki no Government to correct history with the power of the sword Fusangshen.

His previous disappearance was also linked to this government.

This time the young man holding each other has the same aura as Luan, presumably it is another sword strike.

"Aren't you working for the Government of Time? You came back so soon?" Chuya jumped out of the container with one hand in his arms.

"Because of the Holy Grail War, is it possible that Zhong is the chosen master? He is a lancer." Sagawa looked at the man silently guarding the side. tear mole.

Diarmuid looked at Zhongya, and after getting the approval, he put the gun behind him and leaned slightly: "Diarmuid, a former warrior of the Fiona Knights, was summoned here with the rank of Lancer. "

"Yoshihiko Sagawa, Chuya's colleague."

Diarmuid?

It is rumored that Angus, the god of love, and Manano, the god of the sea, jointly cultivated a warrior. He is the leading elite in the Knights of Fiona. He pays great attention to chivalry. He is a man who can gamble everything to fight for honor and lord .

But more interesting is the widely circulated tragic story between him and the lord's fiancée.

He descended with the class of Lancer, so the Noble Phantasms he brought were two magic spears, and the remaining two magic swords should be left on the throne of heroes.

Although the way Diarmuid and Chuya get along is very similar to that of a servant and a master, Chuya does not have a reaction to the Command Seal.

I am afraid that the main goal of unscrupulously using magic power to lure the enemy here is to make other participants think that Lancer's master is Zhongye.

Thinking about it this way, it becomes quite clear who the opponent's real Master is.

The leader of the gangsters, in his eyes, everyone is a pawn to maintain the existence of the gangsters, and there is no pawn that cannot be discarded when necessary, including himself.

... Mori Ogai.

How should I put it, since ancient times, the iron law of lucky E is still being implemented today.

Hope to carry out the name of the knight, complete the duties that were not fulfilled in the previous life, and remain loyal to the lord until the end... Such a wish may be defeated again when it meets Mori Ogai.

Seeing through the truth in an instant, Sagawa silently lit a candle for Lancer in his heart.

It would be great if the master is really Zhongye, and if he is Zhongye, he might really be able to realize what he wants.

Pity.

After meeting Sawagawa, Nakaya had no choice but to let go of today's plan. Lancer turned into countless golden light spots and disappeared in place.

Sagawa could sense that he was no longer here.

In Hong Kong and Black Building——

It was rare for Mori Ogai not to mess around with Alice, he was seriously approving documents, golden light gathered around him, and Lancer knelt on one knee to report to him.

"Huh?" Mori Ogai put down the pen in his hand after listening, "Is Yoshihiko back... He said he came back for the Holy Grail War?"

"Yes."

"It's a little troublesome now." Mori Ogai pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes staring at the document for a long time were a little sore.

Sagawa Yoshihiko, a rather troublesome character, especially as an enemy.

"Master, don't worry, there is no imprint of the command spell on his hand, which means that he is not the one chosen by the Holy Grail. Even if he wants to get the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail will not respond to his wish." Diarmuid said respectfully .

Although his premise was wrong, the conclusion really hit him right. The Holy Grail would indeed not respond to Sawagawa.

"You don't know him. When he wants to get something, there is no such thing as failure."

Sagawa Yoshihiko, usually looks gentle and gentle, even if someone provokes him, it is like watching a show, he can save people with a smile, and he can stab a knife without hesitation.

Presumably with his mind, he should be able to guess who Lancer's Master is, and convey to him through Lancer his wish to participate in the Holy Grail War... Could it be to warn him?

Thousands of different thoughts ran through Mori Ogai's head in an instant.

But he didn't expect that the other party really didn't come to grab the Holy Grail with him this time.

Nakaya walked out of the abandoned warehouse with Sawagawa in his arms, and Kiyomitsu turned into the main body and was held in his arms.

Although he was unhappy that the other party was being held by Sawagawa, Nakaya still used gravity to lighten the sword a little, so that the cub would not be too strenuous to hold a sword of the same height as himself.

"Do you have to get involved in the Holy Grail War?" Nakaya's brown eyes were filled with disapproval.

This war will continue until there is only the last group left. The fighting power of the heroic spirits is unimaginable, and it is common for the master to be affected in the process.

What's more, Sawagawa is in such a form at present, it is really not suitable for fighting.

"I'm sorry Chuya, I have a reason to participate in the Holy Grail War." Sagawa avoided his sight, wrapped his two short arms around the young man's neck, and buried his head in his neck.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

Zhong didn't say any more objections, and stroked his back lightly.

He took the man back to his residence.

The two-story bungalow, but the interior is not very big, the salary of the Hong Kong and black cadres allows him not to be harsh on himself in terms of living standards, but he does not have any hobbies to enjoy life. If he is not working in Hong Kong and black, he might choose one. Maybe even smaller high-rise apartments.

However, his identity as a Hong Kong gangster cadre made him change his residence from time to time due to the enemy's revenge. If he bought an apartment, he might affect other neighbors.

Although it is a small bungalow on the second floor, there are no other bedrooms except the master bedroom, a cloakroom and a utility room. All other rooms on the second floor have been transformed into training rooms.

Seeing the training room... Sawagawa remembered something. He knocked on Chuya's bedroom door. The door was not closed tightly, and he pushed it open.

Chuya was changing clothes, the black windbreaker and wine red shirt were casually thrown on the bed, and Sagawa saw the tall and straight back of the other party at a glance, with smooth lines, seemingly thin but full of strength.

Sensing the movement at the door, Chuya turned his head vigilantly. When he saw Sawagawa, he paused for a moment with his clothed hand, and then sped up his movements.

"Cough... what's the matter?" Zhong Ye said nonchalantly, his ears felt a little hot for some reason.

Sagawa didn't answer, but looked at the clothes he had changed under the quilt, and asked a little strangely: "Don't you want to change your pants?"

Nakaya changed into his home clothes on his upper body, but his pants were still straight suit pants, which looked a bit nondescript.

"...Take a shower right away and change." Zhong also led him out, and changed the subject calmly in order to prevent him from continuing to ask, "What's the matter?"

His attitude was really unnatural, and Sagawa stared at him for a few seconds: "Then you take a shower first, but I just suddenly remembered something, it's the same after you take a shower... Oh yes, let's go together wash?"

Zhongye's ears twitched and became even hotter: "No, no need."

Sagawa stared at his seemingly calm but fast-moving back, which was a little strange. Are you in a hurry to take a bath?

After taking a hasty shower, Zhong Ye's somewhat irregular heartbeat finally stabilized. He put on a pure white cotton bathrobe, his hair was wet, he just brushed it twice, and the tip of his hair was still dripping with water. .

Sawagawa: "..." So why did you change clothes just now?

When Chuya came out, he was lying on the sofa watching TV to pass the time boringly, and the sofa beside him was dented a little.

Sawagawa took his hand and motioned him to lean his head over.

Zhong did not understand what he meant.

Sawagawa tapped the ends of his hair, and the wet hair that was still dripping with water instantly became dry and turned into the usual fluffy orange hair.

Zhong Ye, who took off his suit, seemed to have peeled off all the sharp shells, his whole body became relaxed and soft, and even his originally sharp eyes were calmed down.

He might not be a good fit for the mafia.

Such a thought flashed through Sagawa's mind for a moment, then he shook his head and put it behind him, no matter what Chuya is, it is Chuya.

"What's the matter? You seemed to have something to tell me just now." Zhong also crawled back and brushed his dry hair.

"It's about the magic circle I carved for you earlier."

On another branch line, in order to prevent Chuuya from being swallowed by his own power, Sawagawa specially engraved him with a magic circle to control his power, so that he could keep hitting the bottom line of his own power, and finally merged perfectly with his power.

Before leaving that branch line, Zhongya had almost run in, but in this world, everything returned to the original point.

Speaking of which, this world did not have his magic circle before, but Chuya still survived until now. Thinking about it carefully, it probably has something to do with Dazai. The two of them seemed to be partners in Hong Kong and Hei before, and Dazai's ability is equivalent to a dirty switch.

While re-laying the magic circle for him, Sagawa asked him softly, "Will Dazai feel betrayed when he leaves?"

Carrying strength beyond his body, he was always worried about whether he would go berserk, and the only switch that could control himself was to leave Hong Kong and Hei. He probably felt very uncomfortable during that time.

After being silent for a while, Zhong also slowly said, "Maybe at first."

There is even an imperceptible fear in the anger, even if I use three bottles of the best wine to numb myself, these emotions still linger.

"Then Dazai blew up one of my favorite cars."

Zhong also shrugged: "No one should live for another person. Even without him, I should think about trying other ways out."

So it turns out that the car bombing was to tell the other party that even though he had defected to Hong Kong gangsters, he would still secretly pay attention to the filth?

The magic circle gradually took shape, a dim red light flashed past, penetrated into the skin and disappeared.

Zhong also clenched his fists, the familiar sense of security made his eyes flash with excitement, and he wished to start the trial of the filth immediately and master this power as soon as possible.

But unfortunately, it's too late today, and there will be a mission tomorrow morning.

Chuya took out a quilt and spread it on the sofa, Sagawa raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Won't Chuya's conscience hurt if a child like me sleeps on the sofa?"

"If the master is forced to sleep on the sofa, won't Yoshihiko's heart hurt?" Nakaya asked back, rubbing his black hair into a mess.

Sagawa shook his head innocently and honestly, but he pressed Chuya's hand that continued to clean up: "I'm so young now, let's sleep in the bedroom together. Chuya's bed should be big enough to not squeeze you."

The other party refused at first, but later he was really overwhelmed, so he reluctantly put away the quilt and went to the only bedroom.

Nakaya thought that he would not be able to sleep tonight because of the sound of breathing from one more person, but beyond his expectation, he slept very peacefully that night.

There is no awakening in the middle of the night, and there is no blood on the ground that stains the dream red from time to time, so it is unbelievably stable.

It was so stable that his brain was addicted to such a peaceful feeling, and he couldn't react to the young man who was pressing on him for a moment.

Pressure, in, oneself, oneself, body, upper, of, youth, year!

Zhong Ye suddenly opened his eyes wide, the warm skin of the tentacles was smooth and delicate: "!!!"

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Little cuties go to bed early, you can eat it tomorrow morning

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