Raiders Hat Jun's N Week

Seeing that I was pointing the gun at him, Nakahara Chuya paused slightly, and the air pressure on his body was even lowered by a degree. With a sullen face, he completely ignored the gun in my hand and was still pointing at him, and walked towards me step by step. .

What the hell am I thinking! ?Why point the gun at Chuya?

Isn't this even more inexplicable-this behavior of acting like a guilty conscience is simply confirming that I want to kill my companion.

Looking at the boy's almost indifferent face, my heart gradually cooled down. This sudden situation made me unable to think normally for a while.

I don't know what he will do with me, kick me out of the sheep?Beat me up?

No, think about it a little deeper, didn't I settle down on the previous betrayal, and now I want to kill my companion again.

I... Maybe I will be killed by him?

The thought of this possibility made my hands tremble so badly that I could barely hold the gun.

"Don't come here! I told you not to come here!"

He turned a deaf ear to it, and walked slowly in front of me before stopping, his eyes fixed on the muzzle of the gun, and he remained silent without speaking. I was choked by this silence, and I couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.

I want to say something, and I have to say something to explain it.

He suddenly took a step forward and put his chest against the muzzle of the gun I aimed at him. My heart trembled, and I was so shocked by his behavior that I almost dropped the gun.

—he wasn't in the least worried that I'd pull the trigger.

In other words, even if I pull the trigger, as strong as he is, he won't take any damage.

"Are you going to shoot this bullet at me?"

His beautiful blue eyes looked at me quietly, and I, who has always been able to capture emotions, noticed subtle disappointment and anger from his flat tone.

What is he disappointed about?What are you angry about?

The tip of my nose was sore, and my eyes were filled with tears because of the grievance.I'm not even loaded and he thinks I'll pull the trigger on him

"I didn't..." I took a deep breath, held back my tears, and tried to explain to him, but was interrupted by Chengshi.

"Chuya! Fortunately, you are here!"

She ran over and took Zhong Ye's arm, and hid beside him in fear. I would like to award her a best actor for her acting skills.

The current situation is simply like a third-rate drama.

They stick together like a gang, and I'm the little villain whose ruse is exposed.

In the next second, Zhong also pulled out the hand that was held in her arms expressionlessly, his face seemed to be faintly disgusted, he didn't give Chengshi a look, the expression on Chengshi's face froze, and shouted He said, "Zhongye?"

He still looked at me, ignored her, and asked me a little anxiously: "You don't have anything to say?"

Is he waiting for me to explain?

I was slightly taken aback, and slowly lowered the hand holding the gun.

Zhong also repeated: "Is there nothing you want to explain?"

The tears I was holding back burst out all of a sudden, I wanted to explain, but this time I cried so hard that I couldn't even utter a word: "I...I..."

The orange-haired boy suddenly sighed maturely, grabbed my arm, and gently pulled it forward. Unprepared, I fell towards him.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me.

The boy didn't stick his entire chest up, but kept some space in a gentlemanly manner. His head rested on my shoulder, his soft hair rubbed against my cheek, and he patted my back gently.

"Fool--"

The voice that rang in my ears was full of helplessness, and he elongated the pitch of these two words in retaliation.

Zhong was also very dissatisfied—even whispered aggrievedly: "I said you, give me a little confidence?"

"Huh?" I sniffed blankly, half of my tears were choked back by the current development.

"I didn't say a word, didn't explain, and pointed a gun at me." The more he spoke, the more angry he was, his hands holding me tightened, "I'm really going to be mad at you."

"There are idiots like you."

It turned out that he really had been waiting for me to explain.

So the disappointment and anger just now were also due to this reason?

In the arms of the boy, I finally calmed down and gently hugged him back.

After a while, he let me go and said to me with a stinky face: "Give you another chance and explain it to me."

"I, I didn't want to kill him..." I said.

"Ah."

"The thing about the traitor before was that she framed me, and she sold the information to the enemy."

"Ah."

"She wanted me to get involved in a dispute just now! Kill me again." The more I said, the more confident I became, and after I calmed down, I even felt that I was simply inferior just now.

"Oh, that's it." Zhong also nodded, his face showed some childish disgust, and his wrinkled and handsome face echoed me: "Then she is really bad."

My heart was completely wrapped in warm water, and all my worries and grievances were swept away at once.

Chengshi was completely stunned. She interrupted us and said angrily: "Wait...Chuya, you believe her now? You saw Maki pointing the gun at me, right?"

Unexpectedly, this would be the case, she lost her composure in panic, and stretched out her hand to push me away from the orange-haired boy.

It's just that the hand hadn't touched me yet, as if it suddenly became heavy and fell down uncontrollably, and she also fell to the ground. When he was in the arm, he was given supernatural powers.

"Chuya, what do you mean?" Fear finally climbed up on her face, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she asked Zhongya in a trembling voice.

Only then did the orange-haired boy turn his attention to Chengshi, and the cobalt blue eyes lost the usual gentleness towards his companions, as if looking at an enemy, with biting coolness and killing intent.

With just one glance, Cheng Shi knew that he must have heard it.

——Her confession-like words were all heard by him.

She was imprisoned by Zhongye's gravity, and she couldn't stand up even if she wanted to escape.

"I'm sorry Chuya, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't betray the organization again..." Chengshi began to apologize incessantly, and she even cast me a begging look: "Maki, help me, we used to The relationship is so good..."

The orange-haired boy didn't reply to her, nor did he give her any extra glances. He stretched out his hand to me: "Go, go back."

I stared dumbfounded at the unfolding of this magic, held his hand, and turned to look at Chengshi who was there: "Leave her alone."

"Kazuhiko and Shogo will come and take her away later."

"Oh……"

Inexplicably, my mood began to fluctuate. Looking at his slightly slender but reliable back, I firmly held his hand.

He twitched his fingertips and squeezed my hand tightly.

The system that disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared at this time: "He is so handsome."

"I agree." I replied, "Where did you go?"

System: "I'm watching a play."

I:"……"

The system's tone was excited: "I have good news for you."

I asked suspiciously: "What?"

"Look at the value column."

Hearing what it said, I slowly called up the value column, but my eyes widened in shock at the number on it.

[Target favorability value: 75 (basic points) + 10 (additional bonus points)]

[Target love value: 50 points]

[Ah... Occasionally, I have the thought of wanting to kiss and hug you. ]

[Intimacy value: 200 points]

when! ?

I looked at Chuya sharply.

He gave me a strange look: "Why, you look like a ghost."

"Ah, by the way, I asked Shirose last night, and he said that there is a box in the entertainment room that contains a lot of DVDs."

"We can go there to see if there is anything we want to see at that time, but there may be no way to do it recently. I have to get rid of the group of people from the port mafia first. You can look for it first..."

I was led away by Nakaya in a trance, watching his pale lips opening and closing, my thoughts drifted to the phrase "I want to kiss and hug you occasionally".

I heard my heart beating fast in my chest, and my ears began to feel hot.

——If I have the same capture progress bar as Zhong Ye, then the progress must be a little faster than his.