Leader Zai Fengping was killed

After drinking the black tea made by Fyodor-kun himself, I luckily did not experience any abnormalities.

- Just kidding!

No matter how you think, it is impossible for Fyodor-kun to tamper with the tea!Such a rough approach does not appear in my story with Fyodor-kun.

If you ignore my and Fyodor-kun's respective thoughts and don't mention it, our tea party is still very harmonious and friendly.

We communicated casually, and the topic went from "which country produces the best tea" to "Sigma always makes delicious dishes and he is awesome".

Regardless of what happened to Mr. Fyodor, anyway, I think we had a pleasant chat.

The only unsatisfactory part is probably the point of "I can't always feel at ease".

Because I can't help but guess the "surprises" Fyodor-kun prepared—the first surprise, the second surprise, the third surprise...even more.

Although I seem to be smiling happily and eating desserts, I am actually very heavy, but I just don’t show it.

So don't get me wrong that I'm really just enjoying afternoon tea with Fyodor-kun - it's not like that!

We chatted and drank afternoon tea while having snacks~

"Actually, sometimes, occasionally do some..."

Halfway through the conversation, I suddenly noticed something unusual on the street.

Although we have already left Yokohama, Fyodor-kun and I are actually not far from Yokohama.

"Not in Yokohama" is more of an administrative division. In terms of distance alone, the difference is not that significant.

This means that—especially since we are now on a tall building roof, condescending—it is not too difficult to observe the situation in Yokohama from a height.

So I noticed.

It is true that Yokohama is a lively city.But on weekdays, no matter how lively it is, it will not be as crowded as it is now.

The sidewalks are full of people, and even the lanes for motor vehicles are occupied by crowds.

I can't see the exact situation clearly. Looking from a distance, I can only see crowds of people.

Like a group of neatly arranged worker ants.

This is very wrong.

Especially, when I was prompted by Gogol before, I guessed that Mr. Fyodor might use the "sin song".At this moment, the scene on the streets of Yokohama, it is hard not to remind me of it.

"Huh? What did Zhi Jun want to say just now?"

Fyodor-kun looked at me intently.

The afternoon sun shone through the glass on his pale face, casting a layer of warm light like the texture of oil painting.

If it was a stranger who knew nothing about Fyodor-kun's nature, at this moment, he might praise his almost divine temperament!But I just feel fear.

Comparing yourself to a god, doing what a god does, doing what a god does—is that a good thing?

In particular, all of this needs to add a premise, "attempt".

I know Mr. Fyodor doesn't need it, and I know I don't really have the qualifications—nobody does.But at that moment, extremely suddenly, I felt a little pitiful for Fyodor-kun.

Doing the impossible, and taking it as an ideal, and finally not letting go of yourself—this is such, such, deep and heavy despair!

The feeling of pity, which was almost pity, only existed for a short second, and it was quickly dispelled by me.

Because there is no need.

In this regard, Fyodor-kun and I will definitely not be companions.So there is no need to try to understand, no need to try to substitute, no need for empathy or empathy.

"Ah, nothing." I withdrew my gaze, and once again looked at the streets of Yokohama in the distance, "Is this the "surprise" Fyodor-kun said? "

"Zhi Jun has seen it."

Fyodor-kun was still smiling.

He turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of my line of sight.

Just this slight movement of his head destroyed the filter-like lighting on his face.So that sacred temperament disappeared.A few shadows fell, and he looked like a normal Fyodor-kun again.

"I don't know if it can be considered a surprise? I didn't completely hide myself from Zhijun, maybe Zhijun already knew about it."

"At that time—" Mr. Fyodor paused, and there was an undisguised joy in his eyes, "Did Nikolai secretly give Mr. Zhi something?"

He actually asked directly like this.

"Wow——does even Fyodor-kun know what to ask?"

Since Fyodor-kun asked the question so frankly and directly, I will expose him frankly.

"I already knew it tomorrow!"

"Huh? If you put it that way, Zhijun can be counted."

Mr. Fyodor, resting his chin, responded to my accusation.

"Surprise or something, it can't be that you really didn't guess it? "

"Ah, ah, I'm worried that I'm being sentimental!"

My situation is different from Fyodor-kun.I am really worried!

"Maybe the "surprise" Fyodor-kun prepared is still waiting for me later? "

"Hahaha, Zhijun has really high expectations of me."

Mr. Fyodor winked at me, but avoided my probing question.Didn't admit it, didn't deny it, but just jumped over it.

I think that this kind of "jump over" attitude is actually hard to explain the problem.Excluding Mr. Fyodor's pretentious mystery, I'm afraid my previous guess is true.

"Zhi-kun doesn't seem to care much."

"Eh? I don't look worried at all?"

Because I don't have a mirror now, I can't see my expression at this time, and I can't be sure whether it is really observing my indifference, or...

Just frying me up.

"Sure enough, a countermeasure has already been made!"

Mr. Fyodor raised his hand, pointing in the direction of Yokohama vaguely: "It's the turn of the ruler."

There are more and more people on the street, and people even have an illusion that it seems that the whole of Yokohama, no, maybe the whole of Kanagawa, have appeared on the street and joined this huge "worker ants" team.

"However, Zhijun's move seems to have not been taken yet."

I understand what Fyodor-kun said.

Indeed, as Fyodor-kun said, the team of "Sin Songs" on the streets of Yokohama at this time has become bigger and bigger—so big that it can even be called out of control.

However, my "next step" should have contained the team of "Sin Song" in time, but I allowed more and more sons of "Sin Song"...

"Maybe we just need to wait." I pursed my lips, subconsciously paying attention to the situation in Yokohama.

The ranks of "worker ants" are still growing.

It seems that the lights attract countless moths, and it seems that the magnets pull the surrounding iron objects.

The team got bigger and bigger and bigger—

"Ah, shouldn't it be..."

Mr. Fyodor looked at me, hesitating to speak.I could even see a hint of genuine concern on his face.

It seems to be really worried about what is wrong with my "next step".

Yet we all knew each other that those emotions were staged.

"Could it be... the "next step" of Zhijun also became the son of "Sin Song"? "

he asked.

With a concerned and worried tone, a happy smile gradually appeared on his face.

"impossible."

I immediately refuted Fyodor-kun's speculation.

What he said was resolute and firm, but he was not so sure in his heart.

After all, the infectiousness of "Sin Song" is really difficult to deal with.

Facing the attack of a son of sin song, he can easily dodge.Two are fine too.Three, four, or even more?

There is a saying called "many ants kill elephants".And the attack of "Sin Song" doesn't even need to be "bitten to death".As long as a hole is cut by the "sin song", it will be infected immediately.

Are there really no surprises?

just in case……

Just as the anxiety in my heart was piling up, I suddenly noticed that the "worker ants" team stopped.

The behemoth that had been moving forward slowly, as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button, stopped abruptly and prohibited.

From a distance, it seems that the whole of Yokohama has fallen into a standstill.

I retracted my gaze and met Fyodor-kun's searching gaze.