We who can't be heroes [Comprehensive]

After Hidaka finished asking questions, Sakuya did not answer immediately, and the intelligence room fell into a strange silence.After a while, Sakuya nodded and replied: "Well, I have... an older sister." Because her tone sounded very tangled, and she didn't really want to continue talking about this issue, Hidaka tactfully said no. Ask further.

Scepter4 is a place where all you need to do is to complete your duties. Everyone respects each other and will not continue to explore each other's privacy excessively without permission.He just kindly reminded Sakuya: "By the way, Saki, while the deputy chief is still in Scepter4, you'd better hand over the application for leave to her as soon as possible, so that you can rest tomorrow."

"Okay, I got it." Sakuya entered Scepter4's system and pulled out the template of the leave application form, "In addition, I will finish some work on hand tonight, so it won't delay the work needs of the seniors tomorrow. "

Wu Dao couldn't help feeling a little emotional: "Nanase has only been employed for a month, and she has already become a role model for my generation." Glancing at a certain minor Daoming Temple Andy who was still struggling with the report, he sighed, "I really hope that someone Some seniors who have been employed for three or four years and still can’t write reports should learn from you.”

Daoming Temple instantly pricked up his ears.He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Dao angrily: "Wu Dao, what are you implying? Who do you want to talk about!"

"I say who you know in your heart."

"hateful!"

After writing the application form for time off, Sakuya devoted herself to her work again.Awashima approved her very quickly and told her to take a good rest.With Awashima's encouragement, Sakuya worked harder and harder. When she finally cleared up the work at hand, she realized that it was already 10:30 in the evening.Looking up, the intelligence room was empty except for Benzai.

"Senior Benzai?" Sakuya called out tentatively, and saw Benzai raised his head, smiled at himself, and asked kindly, "Are you done, Nanase?"

Sakuya nodded: "Well, yes, everything has been completed. Where is the senior Benzai?"

Benzai stood up, walked up to Sakuya and said to her, "I've finished it a long time ago, I'm waiting for you." Looking into Sakuya's eyes, Benzai's expression was very serious.

Sakuya was a little surprised.Pointing at herself, she asked in surprise, "Senior Benzai is waiting for me?" Seeing that Benzai nodded, she asked suspiciously, "Then why are you waiting for me?"

Benzai's expression looked a little dignified.He said: "An incident happened on the day you and Mr. Fushimi went to Yokohama. I have been thinking about whether to tell you before. After discussing with Akiyama, I still don't want to tell you. But today, look at your response to Hidaka. The response to that question made me think it would be better to tell you."

The question Senior Hidaka asked...was she asking if she had an older sister?It had to do with how I reacted to that question... what could it be?Under Sakuya's puzzled gaze, Benzai told her in a serious tone: "That day, shortly after you left Tokyo, Akiyama and I went on patrol, and we met a person outside the station. The head of the office said, that person, It's Nanase, your father."

Sakuya's eyes widened suddenly, and the pupils shrank accordingly.

Seeing Sakuya's reaction, Benzai hesitated before continuing: "We didn't have too much conversation with your father, but judging from his few words that your father-daughter relationship doesn't seem to be harmonious, now look Come on, the situation in your family seems to have other secrets. I am not curious about your private affairs, and I have no intention of asking, but purely out of concern for my colleagues. Moreover, I also feel that since it is related to you It's better to tell you about the matter, as for what kind of response you will make after you know it, it is your own business."

Seeing Sakuya's absent-minded expression, Benzai reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and said to her in a soft voice: "It's getting late, go back and rest early."

"Yeah, yeah." Sakuya nodded, but looked absent-minded.

Benzai tentatively suggested: "

Want to go together? "

"No," Sakuya shook his head, "Senior Benzai, let's go back first, my information has not been saved, and I have to print it, and I will leave after finishing all the work."

Hearing Sakuya's words, Benzai couldn't help laughing: "You and Mr. Fushimi are really similar people. Obviously, you usually act like a non-motivated person, but it turns out that the secret service team is the most serious and responsible when it comes to work. Yes." Looking at the time, he warned again, "Then don't be too late, if it's just one day, you can wait for you to do non-important work after you come back from the rest."

"I see, thank you, Senior Benzai, for your concern." Sakuya thanked Benzai very sincerely, said goodbye to him and sat back in his seat.Although he said that he still had to do the final finishing work, but his eyes were fixed on the screen, Sakuya's mind was in a mess, and he didn't do anything on his hands.

On the way back from Zhenmecho, she fell asleep and dreamed about her sister.After coming back to finish writing the report, she offended Senior Fushimi because of her sloppy tongue. Although the other party said to forgive herself, she still felt a little guilty.Benzai-senpai told her that her father had come to look for her, but she happened to be away.Benzai-senpai also said that she resembles Fushimi-senpai, which is too scary.

Among these messy thoughts, Sakuya remembered again that her own personality did not know why her wounds could heal automatically.

"Oh..." Sakuya sighed, and knocked his head lightly on the table, "It's so annoying..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice that sounded more irritable than her sounded in the intelligence room: "Tsk, why haven't you left yet?"

"Ah, Fushimi-senpai." Seeing Fushimi walking in from the outside, Sakuya hurriedly backed up the previously organized materials, then printed them out, and prepared to hand them over to Fushimi. "The materials that Fushimi-senpai asked me to organize before, I It's been sorted out, and I'll print it out for you right now." She got up and hurried to the printer, waiting to get the printed materials.

"You haven't left yet, just to sort out the information I gave you?" Fushimi pushed his glasses, turned around, and looked at Sakuya with his arms on the back of the chair.

Turning his back to Fushimi, Sakuya nodded: "Well, yes, because I don't know if Senior Fushimi will use it tomorrow, and I won't be there tomorrow, so I think I should sort it out, so that Senior Fushimi can use it at any time." used."

He pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then Fushimi said, "You don't have to do this, if you want to use it, I can tidy it up myself, or I can ask others to tidy it up." There was no impatience in his tone like usual, On the contrary, there are some signs of softening.

It's just that Sakuya is tired and sleepy now, and thinking about some messy things in his head, so he didn't notice it.She said: "No, this is the work assigned to me by Senior Fushimi, of course I should complete it." Just at this time, the printer also finished its work.Sakuya sorted out the materials, walked to Fushimi and handed them to him, "Okay, Fushimi-senpai."

After receiving the materials from Sakuya, he flipped through them casually, Fushimi put them into a folder, put them on the table, got up and said to Sakuya, "Let's go, get off work."

"Huh?" Sakuya looked at Fushimi in surprise, "Is Fushimi-senpai going to leave work too?"

Fushimi let out a "tsk", and asked with a subtle expression: "Otherwise? Don't you think I have to work overtime every day until two or three o'clock in the morning?"

Sakuya whispered: "Even if it's not every day, at least five days out of seven a week you are working overtime, Fushimi-senior..."

Fushimi twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "What are you talking to yourself?" Did he really think he couldn't hear it?

Sakuya shook her head quickly: "No, no, I didn't say anything!" She walked out quickly, then lay on the door and looked in, "Let's go together, Fushimi-senpai?"

Fushimi didn't speak, just stared at Sakuya for a while, then got up and walked out.He closed the door of the intelligence room and said to her expressionlessly, "Let's go."

After finally finishing today's work, and having a whole day's rest tomorrow, Sakuya suddenly felt relaxed, and her exhaustion completely enveloped her.She yawned as she walked, staggering sleepily.Fushimi frowned, disturbed by her yawn

The wrinkles became tighter and tighter, and finally couldn't help turning her head to look at her, but just in time to see her staggering and almost bumping into a valuable vase in the corridor.

Fushimi quickly pulled Sakuya, and waited until she stood still before saying, "I said, are you too sleepy?"

"I'm sorry," Sakuya rubbed his eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked a little more energetic, "I think I can finally understand why Senior Daoming Temple said that he must sleep for ten hours That's enough. Although I don't need to sleep for ten hours, I will still be sleepy after only five hours of sleep... By the way, Fushimi-senpai is amazing." Sakuya looked up at Fushimi, with a little more admiration in his eyes .

Fushimi didn't know how Sakuya's topic suddenly turned to him, but he just looked at her with "explain to me clearly" eyes, and heard Sakuya say: "Obviously Fushimi seniors often work overtime until the early morning, the first The next day I will still go to work as usual, although I am not motivated, but I don’t look very sleepy, which makes me feel very good.”

"Tsk," Fushimi clicked his tongue, "Why sleep for a long time in life, and sleep forever after death."

"...Ah," Sakuya looked at Fushimi in surprise, "I never thought Senior Fushimi would be the one who would say such a thing." Seeing Fushimi start to walk out, she hurriedly raised her heels, "Well, Fushimi-senpai, can I talk to you? Because I just chatted with you, I don't feel so sleepy anymore."

Fushimi walked forward sullenly: "If I say no, will you keep your mouth shut?"

"...It doesn't seem to be possible."

"Then why are you asking me?"

Sakuya scratched his head and smirked, and stepped forward side by side with Fushimi: "Actually, I am a little concerned about one thing, that is, when we were in Zhenme Town tonight, I saw the head of the room and the red king There is a sword hanging above the heads of both of them... what is that, Fushimi-senpai, do you know?"

"That's the king's sword of Damocles," Fushimi answered Sakuya's question in his usual impatient tone, "that is only the king's, and it represents the king's strength and power."

"I know that the sword of Damocles is a sword hanging from the top. According to ancient Greek legend, King Dionysius invited his friend Damocles to a banquet and ordered him to sit on a sword hanging from a horsehair. Under the sword, this foreign allusion was born. But now, this allusion is often used to remind people to have a sense of crisis at any time, and to sound the alarm in their hearts." Sakuya said.

Fushimi nodded: "Well, almost, after all, the king has a powerful power that is different from ordinary people, but if it is not well controlled, it will also cause the power to run wild and bring serious disasters."

For example, Kagu Tsu Hyunshi, the former Red King more than ten years ago.

Glancing at Sakuya, Fushimi asked: "You, have you seen the sword of Damocles of the head, Mr. Kazun... I mean, what is the difference between the sword of Damocles of the Red King?" ?"

"The difference," Sakuya squeezed his chin and thought about it carefully, "Because I just glanced at it, I may not be able to tell the difference, but if I insist, the director's sword of Damocles looks perfect , there is no flaw, but the sword of Damocles of the Scarlet King seems to be a bit damaged, and scum is falling down..."

Fushimi explained in a flat tone: "That's because the chief is the representative of order, and the red king is the representative of violence. The chief is very restrained when using his power, and will not cause damage to the sword of Damocles But the Scarlet King is different, he will not worry about this at all, the too powerful power makes his sword of Damocles overwhelmed, so it will be damaged."

The two swords of Damocles I saw tonight gradually became clear in my mind. After thinking about it seriously, Sakuya said: "I don't know if I have developed an occupational disease. When I see something damaged, I think about it." Fix it..."

"Are you crazy?" Fushimi's mouth twitched slightly, "Forget about other things, do you want to repair the sword of Damocles?"

"No, I don't want to, I'm just obsessive-compulsive!"

"Tsk."