Humanoid Arsenal Development Program

Ding, the elevator came to a complete stop, Akutagawa and Izumi Kyoka walked out first in silence, Nakajima Atsushi pursed his lips and followed behind them.

"Which passage is the closest?" Quan Jinghua asked.

"0505." Akutagawa replied.

They walked in the dark passage in silence, and Atsushi Nakajima looked around quietly. This passage is neither spacious nor narrow. Even if you escape by chance, you will lose your way.

"Can you really defeat my own ability... It is so powerful, so..." He seemed to be asking, and seemed to be talking to himself, his hands unconsciously clenched the gun in his hand, I feel cold all over.

The white tiger's ability is more like a disaster than luck to him.Atsushi Nakajima thought about it more than once, if he had never had such a power, would all the suffering he had suffered in the past not exist.It is undeniable that he once loathed it, hated it, and the man's cold voice often sounded in his dreams, forcing him to wake up sweating profusely.

He has been tormented by nightmares of the past, and he has never been able to forget those pasts, nor has he ever fully come out of the memories.

Atsushi Nakajima began to tremble unconsciously, as if the shadow of the tiger was covering him again.

"If you stay in a daze again, we won't wait for you." The cold words sounded, and Atsushi Nakajima suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he had unconsciously slowed down his pace due to thinking and had fallen behind the two of them by a large margin.

The young man in black and the girl in kimono stopped in their tracks and turned to stare at him indifferently.

"How can I overcome my own abilities!" He shouted in a roaring gesture, his eyes widened, and his fingers were deeply embedded in his palm.

"It's so stupid that it's hopeless." Akutagawa sneered.

"If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have wasted my time in the first place."

"Akutagawa, his goal is the same as ours. If he regains his abilities, he will be a very good combat force." Quan Jinghua said calmly, those lake-blue eyes in the dark passage like the setting sun The surface of the lake shone with a firm gleam.

The passage had come to an end, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa didn't say anything anymore, he simply opened the mouth of the well and jumped back to the ground.

"Have you followed me like this? It really has a different connection with the master." Akutagawa raised his head, and what he saw was the shadow in the white mist, standing on the dark Rashomon on the abandoned rooftop, "Odd Ability, does it really exist like this?"

Quan Jinghua calmly drew her sword, she lowered her voice: "You don't need my help, Akutagawa?"

"Of course." Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned around resolutely, his black coat raised a sharp arc along his footsteps, "I will reach Karosei before you."

Although they should unite under such circumstances, Izumi Jinghua is not incapable of understanding him, so that she calmly stared at Yasha Baixue floating in the air and replied: "Me too."

"Wait, Kyoka?!" Atsushi Nakajima, who was the last to come out, watched the girl in kimono dive, the sharp blade in her hand collided with the Yasha long knife, and the sound of hitting jade and gold burst out in the air.

"Everyone has their own things to do, no one can replace you, human tiger." Quan Jinghua rolled back in mid-air to avoid the dangerous blade, the cold wind rubbing against the cuffs of the kimono made a rustling sound, "If If you cannot kill it, you will be killed by it."

"You choose."

After saying this, Quan Jinghua stopped looking at him, intense sparks burst out from her lake-blue eyes, she calmly flicked her sword, not letting go of any flaws, her eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

Yaksha, she would definitely kill with her own hands.

For Konno-sama, and for myself,

Atsushi Nakajima turned around tremblingly, a huge white tiger gradually emerged from the fog, and its bright red eyes were fixed on him.

He raised his hand tremblingly, his finger resting on the trigger.

Dip your fingertips into black tea, and the warmth is transmitted from the nerve endings of your fingers all the way to your brain.Konno Nagi pulled out of her short thoughts, she picked up the chariot and placed it in the black grid.

The thick fog outside the window was still surging, and in such a space that seemed to be isolated from the world, the warm light and shadow on the ceiling hit her delicate face, as if she was bathed in the clear moonlight.

"Did you choose Chopin?"

The lingering piano sound is slender and quiet, as if sailing in a small boat on the sea under the moonlight.The girl sitting opposite picked up the black tea and smiled, "It could be Beethoven, too."

"Why not Mozart?"

"I don't think you like Tchaikovsky."

"It doesn't matter who it is, but, I don't know if you know anything about music?"

"I'll also go to the piano recital in my spare time. This is a good opportunity to deepen my relationship with my subordinates, isn't it?" She asked in a leisurely manner, and Konno Nagi tilted her head, "Use your feelings as a bargaining chip?" ?”

"The more you give, the more you get." The girl smiled and tapped her finger on the edge of the porcelain cup. The snow-like porcelain made her fingertips look more delicate, like suet. Is it the same way, the principle of maximizing profits, using the least valued feelings in exchange for enough chess pieces."

"I used to do it this way, and I still do it now." Konno Nagi looked down at his teacup, in the deep red tea, his face was dangling, and it seemed that many faces suddenly appeared in an instant, and he went down. A second overlapped again.

It is said that the longer a person stares at the mirror, the more unfamiliar the person in the mirror becomes.

She closed her eyes, her voice almost sighed: "I have fallen into an endless love game, and now I have been surrounded by the maze of emotions."

"When caught in that never-ending, ever-sinking game, the so-called principle collapses."

The girl pressed her fingers together and raised her eyebrows thoughtfully: "Is this why you made such a choice?"

"maybe."

"Who made him my accomplice." Nagi Konno smiled lowly, her slightly curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the dark eyes.

"Ah, it seems that we are rarely similar in this regard." The girl nodded, and she made a gesture of reminiscence, with a soft and mysterious smile like a cloud on her lips, "I always have nothing to do with the existence of accomplices." , isn't it?"

"So now, are we accomplices too?"

Konno Nagi seemed to just follow the other party's words casually.

"No, for me, I only need one accomplice." She stretched her beautiful fingers, and her fingertips brushed the cold glass surface that cut off the dark mist from the outside world, "For you, it's not enough." Is that too?"

The piano music is still playing, and in such a silent space, it spirals upwards on the air in a soothing manner.The candlelight seemed to light some kind of mysterious incense, and the rose-colored atmosphere quietly blended into the transparent air.

"Yes." Nagi Konno agreed with her, "Maybe we need to change the word."

"Will you be my ally?"

"Don't you know my choice?" Her body was stretched and relaxed in the large leather chair, smiling leisurely.

"Okay." Konno Nagi nodded, and also made a gesture of invitation, "It's about you."