The daily life of the king of gold

Many people have never seen this kind of battle with their own eyes, even if they saw it, it was only in TV and comics, watching them artificially create similar scenes.

But now it's in an independent hotel in a world of ice and snow, and there are no photographers. The group of strange and formally dressed people just knelt in front of their classmates from the same school, begging for her forgiveness.

This kind of scene is too shocking, in their eyes no less than what they saw just now.

At this time, Munakata Reiji, who had come down from another helicopter, had already walked in, glanced at the scene in front of him, and gestured to Awashima Seri and Fushimi Saruhiko, and the two of them led the secret service team. Everyone, take the handcuffs that you have prepared before to restrict outsiders, and handcuff them to the wrists of the supernatural beings pointed out by Hayato Gujiji.

Boss looked at the handcuffs that restricted his strength, coughed twice and looked at Tiandao Jieyue, who had already made the rabbits get up, with surprise and resentment in his eyes, and then he laughed maniacally, and even burst into tears: "Hahahaha—— —! He's dead! He's dead!"

"In the end, I survived that self-righteous brat! In vain, he still claims to be the chosen king of gold!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"--Snapped!"

Crisp applause rang out in the room where there was only the sound of the wind. Tiandao Jieyue, who was still there, came here at some unknown time, and waved the laughing man back to the ground.

That fake face was also broken, half wrinkled and half ruined, making that half-truth and half-fake face look quite hideous.

"Take it back." Tiandao Jieyue looked down at him.

But he was still laughing, lying on the ground as if out of breath, his chest heaving violently: "He chose a little girl like you..."

Boss—Karasuma Renya raised her hand and pointed to Tendao Yuyue standing in front of her. Fushimi Saru Hiko next to her frowned. Before she could speak, she saw a cold light flash in the room.

The golden sickle appeared in the girl's hand again, and the tip of the knife hooked down, nailing Renye Karasuma's hand to the floor, and the students who saw this scene couldn't help but let out a cry. scream.

The cry got stuck in her throat after she looked over with indifferent eyes. She stared at the other side with wide eyes, and forgot what she wanted to do or say for a while, and just kept her original movements in a daze. land.

"I said, take back what I just said."

With a slight movement of Tiandao Jieyue's wrist, the blade twisted directly, turning half a circle in the flesh and blood, Karasuma Renye's ferocious expression became even more distorted, she gritted her teeth but did not let out a scream.

The sickle was lifted up abruptly by her, and the red liquid also splashed up, and the moment she swung it again, there was a clear sound of weapon collision.

"Your Majesty, enough is enough."

Munakata Reishi didn't expect her to do this kind of behavior, nor did she think that the previous generation's emperor had such a great influence on her.

It's just that even the King of Gold couldn't easily make such a mistake, so at that moment, he pulled out Sirius to block in midair, preventing her from swinging towards Renye Karasuma.

"Chief Munakata."

Still the same voice as usual, not as gentle as that, like the wind and snow blowing in from outside, with endless coldness: "Do you want to stop me?"

"As the King of Blue, my duty is to maintain order."

Munakata Reisi stopped everyone who was about to draw his sword with his squinted eyes, adjusted his glasses and said to her: "Please forgive me for being rude, but please be merciful."

"Also, please control your Weitzman bias, otherwise..."

He paused for a moment, his eyes swept around: "I will be very troubled."

Tiandao Jieyue's eyebrows moved, and the hand holding the weapon was covered with a cold hand on the back of the hand, and held in the palm of the hand in the form of a half grip.

"Okay, Kizuki."

Standing behind her, Osamu Dazai bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Don't you still want to know those secrets? There is nothing you can do if he dies."

"..."

Her expression seemed not as stiff as before. Seeing this, Guochang Lu also said, "Imperial Emperor, let these people be handed over to the King of Blue for the time being. Take a look, what should we do with those students?"

This is a diversion of the topic and her attention.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was going to rush over to stop him but was held back by Bai Lan, was finally relieved when he saw her brows and eyes softened, and glared at Bai Lan who finally let go: "What if something really happens? ?”

"It will not!"

Bai Lan looked over there, took out a marshmallow from his pocket and threw it into his mouth: "There are so many people over there, how could something happen?"

"Besides, it's really all right now!"

Hearing his righteous voice, Tsunayoshi Sawada was just helpless, but fortunately nothing happened, and now it is an internal matter of the king, so he can't intervene for the time being and can only stand on the sidelines.

Just now I thought it was all right, but Tiandao Jieyue suddenly seemed to be a different person, and now he talked about how to deal with their problems, which made everyone who witnessed everything feel very uneasy.

Especially when Tiandao Jieyue looked over, some timid ones even closed their eyes.

After sweeping her eyes over the teachers and students of Bingdi, she paused for a few seconds in front of everyone on the tennis court with whom she had the best relationship, then waved her hand, and ordered the rabbits: "Erase your memory."

These things are not what these ordinary students and teachers should see. Most of the rabbits brought here this time also know how to erase their memories, so they nodded in unison, and turned to walk towards everyone who was looking in this direction anxiously.

When she was relaxing, the sickle was taken off by Osamu Dazai and put aside. He took the hand that Tiandao Jieyue hit just now, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "It's all red!"

"Don't play tricks, Mr. Dazai."

Tiandao Jieyue looked at this man who should not have appeared but happened to appear. He was lowering his head. From her perspective, he could only see thick and long eyelashes. He raised his head when he heard her voice, and asked solemnly. She: "You beat so hard, don't your hands hurt?"

"Fortunately."

Tiandaojieyue really didn't think so much about the situation just now. Now that he lifted it up, he felt numbness on the palm of his hand. He shrank his hand back and tried to retract it, but when someone pressed it into his palm, he subconsciously pinched it. A restless finger.

"What are you doing, Dazai-san?"

"Check to see if you're still in pain!"

Dazai Zhizhi spoke uprightly, in exchange for the helplessness of Tiandao Jieyue, but his expression has completely softened, and he took his hand back from his palm: "It's just a little numb, it's all right now."

"Next time, don't do it yourself." He said softly, and glanced to the side: "With so many subordinates, you can let anyone do it, so why hurt yourself?"

"This proposal is good, I will consider it next time." Tiandao Jieyue nodded approvingly.

Osamu Dazai continued: "If you want to hit someone next time, there's no need to do it right away. If you need it, you can ask Dun-kun. I think he will be very happy."

"No, he will resolutely refuse."

Nakajima Atsushi, Tiandao Jieyue is quite familiar with him.

When the two of them said this, Guochang Road had already brought the main players of the tennis club here.

They are different from those who fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep after being erased of their memories, because they have a good relationship with Tiandao Jieyue, so how to deal with them always has to be decided by Tiandao Jieyue himself.

Besides, what she said just now did not include these teenagers.

Guochang Road is very clear: "Imperial Front."

"Bring it."

Tiandao Jieyue reached out and took the sickle that Osamu Dazai placed beside him, but the teenagers didn't have much fear in their eyes, and asked her: "Jieyue, were you injured just now?"

"No."

She raised the corners of her lips slightly, and she didn't know what mechanism she touched. The huge sickle turned into a short stick and was put back in her pocket: "Are you injured?"

"No." They also shook their heads.

At this moment, the teenagers looked at Tiandao Jieyue with worries, concerns, surprises, and horror that had not faded in time, but it seemed that a lot had been smoothed out in just a few words.

Tiandao Jieyue who did something to that man just now really shocked them, but this is a friend who has been with him for more than half a year, and that man is still the gangster who held them hostage not long ago, no matter how they look at it, they will not be overly sympathetic other side.

Because he seems to have stepped on the reverse scale of the heaven and the moon.

These teenagers in the tennis club are pure and simple, but if they really don't understand anything, I'm afraid even Akutagawa Jirou and Xiang Hiyake are not.

Children in Japan are precocious after all.

"Heaven." Keigo Atobe looked at her with extremely complicated eyes.

No matter what, it always feels a little unacceptable for people who get along well to suddenly reveal their true identity as the ruler of the country.

"When did this happen?" He finally asked.

"It was settled a long time ago."

Tiandao Jieyue didn't say anything specific, and he didn't ask in detail. He just stayed on that face for a while before opening his mouth as if mocking or teasing: "That look just now is really not gorgeous."

"I admit that."

She raised her eyebrows, obviously not very satisfied with her slightly aggressive reaction just now.

Looking at the two people talking calmly, the few next to them could only be anxious. Now they really want to know who Tiandao Jieyue is.

Seen by the eyes of his teammates asking for help, Ninzu Yuuji put his hand on his lips and coughed lightly, his eyes swept over Dazai Osamu who was standing beside Tiandao Jieyue squinting at them, and then slowly said: "Trace Ministry, Jieyue, can you explain what is going on?"

With him speaking, Xiang Riyue and the others also had the courage: "That's right, Atobe. It's too cunning for only you to know!"

"Yeah!" Akutagawa Jirou also nodded, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the two of them.

Atobe Keigo glanced at Tendao Jieyue, who shrugged and asked them a question: "Have you heard of the king?"

Some people say no, some people say that there seems to be such an urban legend.

"I am the king of gold."

She was very straightforward, probably in a bad temper, and added: "The real controller of the country."

The author has something to say:

Dazai: Although I didn’t officially take over until almost [-] chapters ago (not yet), it’s too much for you to just forget! !

Yuqian is an existence that cannot be replaced or insulted in Jieyue's heart... Her emotions are not too stable ()

Crazy jumping in the minefield.

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