The red rose petals are soft, as if to show all the beauty, swaying and revealing the delicate buds inside.

Gogol didn't wait for Fengxin Mino to answer, and directly stuffed the rose into her hand.

With a bright smile on his face, he danced and said something as if he wanted to express himself.

"Who is this place? The answer is Gogol, the clown Gogol!"

The exaggerated movements have a full sand sculpture atmosphere.

Fengxin Yaye glanced past his eyebrows and eyes, and felt that something was wrong with this guy, but he neither showed killing intent nor aggressiveness, and this face did not belong to anyone in her impression.

Is it really a pure passerby?

She gently pinched the root of the rose, lowered her eyes, feeling that she didn't like it.

After all, she doesn't think that Japanese is so popular that any foreigner can communicate fluently.

Then it can only be aimed at her.

"...Gogol?"

She had never heard of this name, so she didn't know whether it was a pseudonym or a real name.

It's just that it doesn't matter, anyway, it doesn't prevent her from being vigilant.

Gogol's movements were still exaggerated, as if he didn't notice Fuxin Yano's indifferent attitude, he rambled enthusiastically, and his thinking jumped so much that he could be called a powerful and unconstrained style.

He flicked his cloak and sat on the other side of the bench without feeling embarrassed at all, keeping a relatively safe distance in a gentlemanly manner.

However, in this distance, in Fengxin Yano's view, he can choose to do it almost at any time.

"What are you here for?"

hire?revenge?

It's not possible, it's just a whim, although people with supernatural abilities have some weird hobbies, mental problems may also exist.

She looked at Gogol coldly.

Hearing this, Gogol tilted his head, showing a rather bewildered expression.

He tapped his chin with his fingertips, blinked and blinked his eyes, and his whole person became a cute Q version.

Fuxin Yano did not speak, calmly waiting for his answer.

Suddenly, Gogol seemed to find something funny, he laughed and took off the mask of his right eye, and fixed his eyes on Fengxin Yaye.

He spoke in astonishment.

"Sure enough, no one in this world can understand me except Tuosi."

Gogol's eyes gradually showed remembrance emotions, and he sighed, as if he was mourning the death of a close friend.

The broken hair on his forehead was slightly blown by the wind, revealing his entire face clearly, and his eyes turned to the wide sky.

"Tosi is like a cage that binds me. Since he pointed out my essence "you are resisting the gods and fighting to lose yourself", I have become clear. "

The smile in the corner of Gogol's eyes penetrated deep into his eyes, stained with calm but crazy emotions.

"I know he's my best friend, the only one who understands, and—the one I must kill."

Such a reversal was unexpected by Fuxin Yano, forgive her for not being able to understand this distorted emotion.

Because of being seen the essence and being moved to regard the other party as a close friend, you want to kill the other party to get rid of the shackles?

Is there something wrong with this logic chain?

Fengxin Yaye looked at Gogol silently, not expressing his opinion on his thoughts.

There are more strange guys among the supernatural powers than him, and there are many less than him. She has no position or intention to question.

"...If this is the case, then your supernatural ability will be withdrawn."

It doesn't feel good to be pointed at a gun.

Just now when she asked Gogol why he came here, she felt a gun pressed against her waist.

Was it threatening her to listen to what he had to say?

It didn't feel like trying to kill her outright.

Fengxin Yaye glanced at Gogol, who was a little distance away from her, and could see that there was no physical contact between them.

But the feeling of being pressed against the gun at the waist is not fake.

She looked at Gogol's other hand that had been placed behind her back, and reasonably suspected that his supernatural ability might be separating limbs or staggering space or something.

Hearing these words, Gogol seemed to have just realized that he was threatening others with a gun.

He looked around with a rich and exaggerated expression, shaking his cloak to cover half of his body.

Feeling the disappearance of the threat around her waist, Fengxin Yaye couldn't figure out why Gogol appeared here since he didn't want to kill her.

"reason?"

He stood up abruptly, opened his arms as if to embrace the sky, and the cloak behind him cast a long shadow on the ground.

Fengxin Yaye had a bad intuition, and immediately dodged to dodge, but found that Gogol's hand blocked her retreating direction through the air.

With the help of her toes, she bent down to bypass Gogol's hand and turned around to quickly grab the hand that connected the dislocation space.

Gogol made a sound of "Hey", and there was only one hand under the cloak above the elbow joint, which was obviously the misplaced hand caught by Fuxin Yano.

At the same time, a gunshot sounded.

Odasaku held a drink in one hand and shot Gogol with a gun in the other.

He has been observing for a while now.

Ever since Fengxin Yano took over the red rose, he has stood here blankly.

He hesitated, thinking that Osamu Dazai would probably explode again if he knew this situation, but he couldn't directly interrupt his boss to chat with others.

I can only make a compromise and choose to stay aside and see the situation.

Odasaku thinks naturally, well, if I don't mention Miss Fengxin, then Dazai won't know.

Then, he didn't expect to start doing it while chatting with the other person, until "Tian.YiSeamless" reminded him.

The prophetic picture that appeared in my mind was that Gogol waved his cloak, and then he, Fengxin Yano and a bunch of things on the bench disappeared.

Odasaku was stunned, and decisively opened the gun.

It's over, if Miss Fengxin lost her while on a business trip, I'm afraid the entire Supernatural Secret Service Division will be blown up.

Especially Dazai, the secret service department is not doing well if it is blown up. If he is blown up, Yokohama may be in danger.

The bullet did hit Gogol, but the space was staggered.

Gogol showed a cute expression of being frightened and happy, and sent the bullet back the same way with his cloak.

Odasaku had to dodge sideways.

"My ability is to connect the cloak with other spaces, with a range of about 30 meters!"

Gogol doesn't care about exposing his supernatural powers, and his smile is bright and warm.

"It's a very convenient ability to steal things!"

Before the words fell, Fushin Yano and Oda Saku showed solemn expressions at the same time.

If what he said is true, then this ability is difficult to defeat within 30 meters.

Space system abilities have always been extremely difficult to deal with.

Especially Fengxin Yaye is still within 30 meters and is in a dangerous zone.

Gogol put on the mask of his right eye again, as if he remembered something.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you why I came here!"

He opened his cloak, and said to Fengxin Yaye with a cheerful and careless tone.

"It's to delay you, to keep you out of the plan of "Five Decays of Heaven and Man"! "

These words made Fushin Yano noticeably paused, repeating word by word as if a bad memory had been brought back.

"Heaven, Man, Five, Decay?"

She looked at Gogol silently, exerted a slight force on her fingertips, and recalled Fukuchi Sakurachi's invitation a year ago.

Did he actually mean that at the time?

The author has something to say: Gan, I am so cute by Gogol.

This white hair is so damn good-looking.

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