How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

It took months to turn Yokohama into a explosive/powder keg that could explode, but in the end, all it did was throw a spark into it.

After the remnants of the "combination" entered the arena, the situation exploded and boiled like a frying pan dripped with cold water.

The hound troops, which had been ready to go for a long time, were dispatched in full force and immediately went into suppression.Both Ivan and Pushkin, who belonged to the House of the Dead, were sent out to intensify the situation by using various methods to hide in secret, forcing the Supernatural Secret Service Section to completely dispatch all its active forces, leaving only an empty shell with weak guards.

At dusk, Fyodor looked out the window in a daze at the sky that was dyed red by explosions and flames and was more intense than usual. He picked up the white velvet hat and put it on his head.

"It's time to go out."

After standing up, he did not walk away, but stretched out his hand towards Yu Gongcui who was looking up at him on the sofa.

"Won't you come with me?"

After a moment of hesitation, Yu Gongcui slowly took the hand and stood up with strength.

The young man's mood is not as high as he imagined.

But the next second when he realized this, the other party had already rushed forward following the force from his hand, completely submerged into his arms, his cheeks arching back and forth on his shoulders like a kitten.

It seems to be driven by some kind of anxious desire, but I don't know how to express it, but I am driven to put on a more intimate gesture.

Already accustomed to this coquettish look, Fyodor briefly turned his attention away, and while wrapping his arms around the boy's waist, raised his hand to rub the smooth black hair on the back of the boy's head.

He comforted him gently, whispering in his ear.

"It's okay, it's okay...it'll be over soon."

Wait until the last touch is put on that page.

Malignant tumors clinging to the same kind and growing wantonly, the city shrouded in smoke and flames of war, the self who planned this scene single-handedly, and the teenager who was deeply inundated by this crime and bound to him tightly.

The long-cherished wish he has pursued until now will be realized, and everyone will be able to get equal relief.

Letting go of Amamiya Tsui, who was gradually calming down, Fyodor let the sense of joy and expectation surge in his heart, led the boy away from the stronghold, and walked into the gradually falling night outside the door.

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Compared with the previous planning and layout, the next step is the easiest part.

They didn't expect that the news of the existence of the book pages had been leaked, and there were only a few members of the supernatural agent department dispatched, and they touched the door of the research room almost without making any noise.

The blood-stained IC card twirled nimbly at the fingertips, and was then pinned to the sensing device by Yu Gongcui.With a soft "beep", the indicator light turned from red to green, and the metal door, which had been tightly closed, slid open silently, fully revealing the treasures inside to the intruder.

The incandescent lamps sprinkled a large area of ​​cold-colored light that was too dazzling, and repeatedly refracted on the bright tiles laid on the ground.

The bloody smell from the previous battle wafted from the tip of his nose, if there was nothing there, the surrounding was extremely silent, and he could almost catch the beating and breathing of the people around him.

Amamiya Cui stayed in place quietly, while Fyodor rarely got carried away, hurried past him, and walked straight towards the display stand in the center of the room.

Between the four sides of the glass lay quietly a blank sheet of paper on a black liner.

According to him only one step away.

After realizing that the base camp has been invaded, the Hound and other military police will definitely return to help as soon as possible.But how to evacuate safely is no longer a matter of consideration-as long as you can get that piece of paper.

He calmed down his breathing a little, and approached step by step.

Before removing the mask and reaching out to touch the pages of the book, the young man behind him subconsciously made a sound.

"Feja!"

He paused, but didn't answer or turn around.

Although I don't know what the other party wants to call me, but compared to responding, it is undoubtedly more important to hold the page in front of me.

— A slight sigh came from behind.

Accompanied by the sound of something sharp piercing through the air, there was a sudden pain in the right shoulder blade, followed by waves of numbness that gradually became stronger.

how is this possible……? !

Fyodor turned his head in disbelief, and caught the boy slowly lowering his gun, as if nothing had happened, and smiled purely and without malice toward this side.

"Don't worry too much, it's just anesthesia/drunk/gun." Yu Gongcui shook the weapon in his hand at him, and then dropped it on the ground beside him, "I changed the ratio of the medicine slightly, and the effective time will be shorter .”

Half of his body is already useless, and the hand stretched out towards the page also hangs down feebly.

The wine-red eyes were slightly closed, and the crow-colored eyelashes trembled involuntarily.The development of things turned so abruptly that even the devil, who had always been proud of his schemes, was filled with an incomprehensible sense of absurdity.

"Has your... memory recovered?"

This was his first reaction, but the other party shook his head and rejected it.

"No. Thanks to the operation, I still love Fedya very, very passionately."

He suddenly laughed.

"What do you like-"

But, looking at the pair of shining black eyes that were staring at him unwaveringly and unblinkingly, the sarcasm that had slipped to his lips gradually dissipated.

A possibility that was more out of the ordinary but always ignored by him finally came to mind at this moment and turned into some kind of enlightenment.

【favorite. 】

[I love Fei Jia. 】

[The lover who is forgiven by me should usher in not the doomsday judgment that erases existence, but... actual happiness. 】

——dissatisfied with the cruel ending that Fyodor arranged for himself, but unable to resist the orders he gave when getting along with each other on weekdays, pushed forward by fate, and finally raised the gun at the last moment when he had to make a choice mouth.

The annoyance and anger at the end of the failure, the unwillingness and resentment of being betrayed by this person unexpectedly, like snow suddenly exposed to the sun, evaporated into lingering confusion, and finally dissipated completely.

"...That's right."

The young man who had figured out all the joints seemed to have no idea what expression to make for a moment, and finally showed a slightly self-deprecating and complicated smile.

Even if the emotion is distorted and the memory is lost, Yu Gongcui, who was taken away by him and placed next to him, is essentially the same as before.

Facing the individual who cares, I hope that this person can be redeemed even more than the person himself.

After weighing "Fyodor's trust" and "Fyodor's happiness" on the balance, he chose the latter without hesitation.As for the guilt of sabotaging the plan, the guilty conscience and apprehension when facing oneself, similar negative emotions should have disappeared without a trace after the operation.

The body leaning on the display stand slowly slid down, and he stretched out his left hand, which still had a slight sense of consciousness.

"Come here, Thuy. Come to me."

Just like every call in the past few months, the boy whose name was called walked briskly, trotted to his side without hesitation, and helped Fyodor, who could no longer stand, half lie on the floor.

The clasped left hand lifted up, gently stroking the other's drooping cheek.

Vision has begun to become hazy.

But what is still certain is that Yugong's hand is tightly covering the back of his hand, and there is no sign of escaping or resisting.In the black eyes, the expression was as constant and happy as ever.

"You should already know that my supernatural ability can be activated by touch and instantly take away life." Fyodor asked softly, "Aren't you going to run away?"

Although he guessed the other party's motives, it was different from the punishment he was going to give.

If he was lost here, Amamiya Tsui would be taken away by Osamu Dazai to be healed, and the spiritual shackles would be lifted, and when they meet again, they will hold real hatred and sincerely tell themselves to die.

What has been stamped with his brand cannot bear to be lost again——

Therefore, there is only one way to deal with it.

Feeling incomprehensible, Yu Gongcui tilted her head slightly.

"Run away from Fedya? Why?"

"Because I will punish bad kids who do wrong things."

"Ah, I know."

The boy answered indistinctly, lowering his head and rubbing his cheeks, "But, did you say that a long time ago? If Fedya wants me to 'disappear', I will just answer that I am willing'. Because this is the god Your Excellency's will."

[Actions speak louder than words. 】

While these words flashed through my mind, I felt a slight tremor in the depths of my heart.

A dark fire was burning that made people curl up in pain.

keep this love.Freeze this love.It will never be snatched away by anyone, and after it is broken, it will belong to him forever.

[Friendly reminder to the host, the target's trust value has increased by 67 points!The current trust value is: [-] points! 】

[The big gift bag has been unlocked, please go to Lupin Bar to collect it from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening! 】

After the system's announcement sounded, it returned to silence, and the host didn't even get the slightest attention.The returning military police seemed to have arrived, and the sound of chaotic and hasty footsteps came from the outside of the originally silent corridor.

This made Fyodor's breathing stagnant, and the hand that was held by Amamiya Cui so as not to slip slightly flicked.

It's time to say goodbye.

The wine-red eyes tried their best to focus, and he let someone rush into the door of the research room, and countless guns were raised and aimed at this side.

He stared at the smiling young man in front of him for a moment, held his breath subconsciously, and longed for the few seconds that were about to pass away. Finally, at the last moment when he was about to be overwhelmed by sleepiness, he murmured the name of the supernatural power .

"[Crime and Punishment]."

Yu Gongcui, whose cheek was pressed against his palm, quietly closed her eyes.

—but nothing happened.

Osamu Dazai, who came here with two cadres and the military police to check whether the virus in the chief farmer's house can be removed with supernatural powers, grabbed Majin's wrist and held this unsightly hand. Break it apart hard, far away from Yu Gongcui.

The only thing Fyodor could do was to stare at him, and then he couldn't hold it anymore, and completely fell into a drug-induced coma.

Realizing that she was still awake, Yu Gongcui opened her eyes, staring at the sleeping young man in her arms in a daze.

Osamu Dazai gritted his teeth, enduring the urge to tear the mouse into pieces under the noses of the military police, and after hesitating in every possible way, he finally forced himself to speak out calmly.

"It's time to go home, Yugong."