winter cloud

Blood spurted from the monster's chest, staining the light-colored kimono he was wearing.Kongyin suddenly felt her arm tighten, and when she turned around, she saw Qianhe was holding her arm tightly, her expression seemed very bad.

In fact, Sora is not much more courageous than Chizuru, but she habitually puts on an indistinguishable expression at all times.But eyes often can't lie, when he glanced back, Sora could clearly see his frightened eyes from Chizuru's pupils.

The monster fell before their eyes, and the assailant calmly shook off the blood on the blade and retracted the scabbard.

"Ah, ah, I planned to solve it alone." Another voice came from the right, and the man with short light brown hair slowly walked out of the shadows, "Yijun can only work more quickly at this time."

As if he noticed them, the man turned his head and smiled slightly at Kongyin.

The arc of the smile was clearly the same as that of his father and Chizuru, but Sorane shuddered involuntarily.

"I'm just completing my task." The purple-haired man who appeared first didn't look this way, and turned his back to them from the beginning.

Sorane felt Qianzuru's grip on her hand tightened again.

"Hey, listen up, don't run away." This was the third voice, which was different from the first two. It seemed deeper and more dignified. "If you dare to turn your back on us, you will be killed immediately."

How could it be... don't run away!

At this time, he obviously thought like this, and even his mind was so clear that it was frighteningly clear, and this idea was constantly magnified—but his body was damned disobedient, his legs were firmly fixed on the ground, and he didn't even move a bit.

It wasn't the first time that a silver blade was pointed at his forehead, but this time Kong Yin was unusually frightened.

……

When regaining consciousness again, it was still the ceiling of the Japanese-style house and the bright sunlight. Sorane habitually stretched out his hand to block it, but found that his arms were tightly tied behind his back with hemp rope, not only his arms, but also his legs And mouths are tied.

Kong Yin, who had just woken up and was still a little dazed, turned around with difficulty, and found that Qianzuru was lying beside her. She had obviously been awake for a while, and she was tied up just like him.

By the way, last night, it really looked like something big happened.

However, judging by their posture, they were kidnapped?

Wanting to ask about something, but his mouth was blocked, Kong Yin could only frowned, shaking his arms left and right, trying to find a slightly more comfortable position.

After a while, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man with a samurai bun stood outside the door.

"Are you awake?" the man asked gently, and Kongyin saw Qianhe nodded slightly.

"I'm really sorry, I have to tie you up like this." After finishing speaking, the man lifted the quilt and helped the two of them loosen the tie, "That guy, the chief, is it hard to be tied up like this? Well, the things in his mouth are fine too." Take it out."

As soon as Qianhe undid the restraint, she anxiously asked about the situation at this time.

Sorane stepped back two steps behind Chizuru indiscriminately, and looked up at the surrounding environment—it seemed to be no different from an ordinary Japanese-style house, and the people in front of him didn't feel the slightest bit of malice.

"Ah, my name is Gensaburo Inoue." The man smiled apologetically, and took out two hemp ropes, "Excuse me, can you come with me?"

This person is probably not a bad person.That's what she suddenly thought, because real bad guys don't say "sorry" to them.

The moment Sora was stunned, Mr. Inoue had wrapped the rope around their wrists and led the two of them out of the room.

Walking slowly along the corridor, the branches of the dead trees in the yard have been covered with snow. Occasionally, branches that cannot bear their weight will shake slightly, and the snow will fall to the ground along the direction of the branches. Pure white blends into one.

Last night, Kong Yin did see the fluttering black long hair and the luminous blade amidst the snowflakes.

Thinking of the look in that person's eyes, she felt cold sweat break out again.

Following the gentleman surnamed Inoue until they reached the room at the other end of the corridor, they didn't stop. After opening the door, the two of them clearly saw several people sitting in the room - including the three people they saw last night, of course. It's just that at that time, apart from being pointed at by the blade and the memory of the black hair, the rest of the voice was blurred.

——By the way, there is also that silver-haired, red-eyed monster screaming "blood".

Now calm down and think about it carefully, Kongyin always feels that kind of thing is familiar, but no matter how hard he can dig out other impressions.

"Did you sleep well last night?" The brown-haired man sitting in the room spoke first, then smiled with the corners of his eyes bent, and pointed to his cheek, "It looks good, there are still traces of tatami on his face."

Kong Yin naturally didn't care about any tatami marks, and she never thought that her sleeping posture was so bad that she would leave tatami marks on her face.

"Hey!" But Qianzuru's situation was completely different. After hearing this, she immediately covered her cheeks nervously, turned her head flushed and looked at Sora with questioning eyes.

What, there is no trace of tatami at all...

Just when I was about to deny it, I heard the purple-haired man sitting opposite say, "Stop making such jokes, Chief, she takes it seriously." Then he turned his head and looked at Qianhe seriously, "You don't have tatami mats on your face. Mark of."

"It's too much, Yijun, you can obviously not expose me."

"I'm sorry, please don't mind. Okay, please sit down after closing the door." This time the only man with glasses sitting next to the main seat spoke. Judging from his expression, he should be a gentle and polite person—at least On the surface it should be so.

However, Kong Yin is really not good at dealing with such a crowded situation.It is no exaggeration to say that this is the time when Kongyin has seen the most people at one time.

She was not good at communicating with people since she was a child, and she really didn't know how to deal with the current situation. Therefore, the only thing she can do now is to keep silent.

Afterwards, she didn't hear much of the conversation between them. The only thing that was clear was that the three people sitting over there suddenly started arguing for some reason, which made her feel very noisy.

Kong Yin lowered her head, trying to cover her frowning with her bangs, at this moment, she suddenly felt Qianzuru's arm gently touch her: "Hey, Kong Yin!"

"Ok?"

When she raised her head, Qianhe was blinking at her helplessly.

"The other one is also very thin, but why don't you speak?" The voice came from a man with a brown ponytail in the distance, who looked younger than everyone else present.

Is there anything I need to say?Kongyin didn't answer his question, but just lowered his head again, and reached out his hand to grab Qianzuru's cuff without any trace.

If she spoke suddenly, she might spit out some unpleasant words.

"Ah, um, my sister isn't very good at talking...well, it's just...well..." Chizuru began to wave her hands in a panic, explaining incoherently.

Are you causing trouble for your sister...?

"However, is it really okay for you not to say anything?" The brown-haired man at the beginning spoke again with a slightly warped tone, "We are discussing your punishment, and you will be killed."

Killed... lost? "Who will be killed?" Kongyin keenly caught these few tones, and after realizing what the other party said, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly into his green eyes.

"Huh~?" The other party just narrowed his eyes and smiled for no reason, and didn't make any response after sending out a meaningless onomatopoeia.

"Hey, Kongyin..."

"Impossible." Sorane interrupted Qianzuru's attempt to stop him, and at the same time grabbed his sister's kimono cuffs even harder.

"Can't kill..."

"You can't kill my sister."