[Attack on Titan] Junia's Diary of a Soldier

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Dark night falls, light and shadow intertwine.

Thick, thick black is like an insoluble fog that hangs over the city, and this is the stage for people who incarnate into the night.

"Tch, this woman."

Levi stood on the top of the tower facing the wind, and a photo that was no bigger than the size of a palm fell between his fingers, and when he turned it over, he could still vaguely see the bright smile of the woman in the photo, with long brown curly hair hanging down like silk. luster.

He squinted his eyes, looking at the window two streets away with a faint orange light, his pupils were filled with deep and shallow light.

Tonight will be the second, and possibly the last, meeting between fraudster Junia Ridrell and the strongest killer, Levi.

After a good sleep, she sank her body in the water filled with rose petals, her fair skin matched the bright red petals, she let out a faint breath, and Junia closed her eyes comfortably. Minutes later, she thought of the black business card and the man frowned, and said in a whisper:

"Just a nice dwarf."

After speaking, the corners of her eyes and brows were all bent, with a faint joy that she didn't even notice, she got up and wiped the water drops on every inch of her skin with a smile on her face.

Putting on a quiet and coquettish royal blue tube top dress, she turned around in front of the mirror in satisfaction, before she reached out to pick up the perfume she just bought, but she didn't open it for a long time.

He should hate this strong smell.

After thinking about it carefully, she gave up the plan of spraying perfume. Even though she had only seen the other party's cleanliness and personality more or less once, she still figured it out, otherwise she would not have spent so much time getting up early to freshen up.

I still remember when I met him for the first time, because the waiter accidentally touched his hand while delivering food, the other party took out a handkerchief and wiped it repeatedly for a long time.

Half an hour later than the agreed time, Junia leisurely stepped out of the door of the apartment, and unexpectedly saw him in black at the end of the street.Opening the handbag and putting something under the skirt, she smiled and waved away.

"You really like being late."

His gray-black eyes were always half-opened carelessly, he took Junia's bag naturally, and let Junia wrap his arm affectionately as a gentleman.

A black close-fitting suit, meticulously groomed hair, and a clean and refreshing collar.He is a very charming man, full of poisonous words, never sweet words like those stupid men.

"In some countries, such as the UK, being late is a virtue. This shows that I attach great importance to dating you. Besides, how can a gentleman blame a lady?"

Blinking, explaining with a smile.

"A woman with sharp teeth."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"You're welcome."

Levi remained indifferent during the back and forth conversations, and the way Junia leaned on him with a smile on her face looked like an intimate couple to anyone who saw it.

But in fact, they just turned around and entered a deep alley, and the two faced each other with swords and guns.

"Miss Junia, the fraudster."

Levi was the first to speak, and the low tone of unknown meaning sounded like the bewitching call of death in his ears.

"Mr. Killer Levi."

Junia responded with a smile, her eyes narrowed like a cat who had entered the Tao.

There was a cold muzzle at the waist, Levi hugged Junia's waist tightly with one hand and held the gun against it with the other, squeezed her leg between her legs and pushed her against the wall.And she also supported his neck with one hand, and at some point in the other hand, a dagger was aimed straight at his neck.

The seemingly intimate scene of embracing each other is actually a demonic stalemate between you and me.

"It is said that you are a cunning cat with nine lives. No one who is deceived can escape your palm. I can't see it."

The tip of the nose was almost touching the tip of the nose, and Levi was only a few centimeters taller than Junia. She could see his eyelashes clearly but couldn't see the emotion in his eyes.

"I always thought I'd tricked you, didn't I?"

Slowing down her tone, Junia didn't understand the reason why Levi didn't make a move at this time, she still had to say this reason, she paused and lowered her head to lean on his chest, his fingers with bright nail polish on his back kept tightening, she It is clear that a dagger is no match for a gun, and only if she strikes first can she survive.

She is not afraid of killing people. On the contrary, if it is for her own survival needs, she will not feel guilty about it, because the reason why she has come to this point is because of cruel survival.

No one is born wicked, God is fair, but the world is not.

The hand holding the dagger kept shaking, and for the first time she hated herself for not wanting to run away.A week ago, she knew that the bankrupt person she cheated before was offering a bounty for her life, and also knew that Levi, known as the strongest killer, took the order.

Even though she didn't know the name of the man in front of her before, at this moment she already knew it by heart.According to the rumors, she is 1.6 meters tall, cleanliness obsessed with half-hanging dead fish eyes...how can there be other people besides this exquisite man in front of her who makes her jealous.

"Hey, why did Mr. Levi become a killer?"

"You don't need to know that."

Unexpectedly answered, if the other party really told her, then she would not be called the strongest killer. The darker the place, the more radiant Cheng Youyou must be, and the gap lost is the culprit who pushed people into the abyss .

"You're the liar, the big liar."

How can a person who cheats a liar's heart not be a liar?

She suddenly raised her head and kissed the thin lips of this indifferent man. She intentionally gnawed and lingered, and the other party just entered the state in an instant, with a punitive mutual tormenting kiss, which was not tender but beautiful but so intense, as if burning A soul-like entanglement.

"Will you kill me, Mr. Levi the Killer?"

Panting heavily, the lipstick that had been carefully applied had already melted away, and there was still a slight tingling pain on her congested lips. Junia raised her eyes and asked a question that she knew there was only one answer.

What a pale dialogue, both sides knew what the outcome would be, but followed the words spoken by the other party step by step like a script.

"meeting."

The answer without hesitation made her smile, let go of the dagger in her hand and let it fall to the ground with a crisp sound, closed her eyes and deeply inhaled the scent of the opponent.

All liars who have been cheated of their hearts will no longer be liars. Without their hearts, the only result is death.

But things always like to turn around in this moment of falling off the cliff.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no temperature beside the bed, and the quilt that had slipped from his chest got up and there was no one in the room.What was originally thought to be a bullet and a life has become a tenderness.Junia was delighted, she had indeed tricked Levi after winning the bet.

Every inch of skin is still fresh in the memory of what happened last night. It was the first time that two people who would never bow their heads were honest about themselves. This feeling of mutual need isn't love, it's just an uncontrollable mutual attraction.

I still remember that at the end, he said that he wanted her to go far away and never appear in this dark circle again. She had offended too many people, and the more she succeeded, the more she would end up in a sad end.

And she will be the first to deceive him, and he will be the last to be deceived by her.

But the story of Miss Liar and Mr. Killer has no end.

She had too many troubles, and he didn't want to have someone who would hold him back.

In the following five years, ten years, 20 years... After Jinpen washed her hands and started to live an ordinary life, she would blindly search among the crowd on nights as intense and intoxicating as this time, looking for something missing.

Until one day, I will see him still looking fierce on the corner of the street, with his eyes slightly lowered...

This time, those gray-black eyes should no longer be so dense that people can't see to the end.

This time there will be no more guns and daggers between them.

This time, regardless of whether the front is beyond redemption.

She would say to him:

"Take me away."