How to file a resignation with Gin

Mai Mizuhara seemed unaware of Kurosawa's hostility, opened her purse, and handed Natsuki a bank card.

"It's yours," she said, "to its owner."

On that card, there was a delicate and smooth silhouette of flying birds. Hojo Natsuki was sure that it was not a famous big bank, because he had no impression of this LOGO at all.

Hojo Natsuki took it and hesitated, "Are you sure... it's mine?"

"Yeah." Mai Mizuhara closed the wallet, "Your original words are that this is a bank outside the rules, and you can put anything in it."

Hojo Natsuki was even more confused: "My exact words?"

"Anything"...what does it refer to?

The woman smiled at him inexplicably, got up and left, with a faint scent of fragrance wafting from her skirt.

Hojo Natsuki just wanted to catch up and continue to ask, when his shoulder suddenly felt a pain, he froze immediately, and turned his head unnaturally.

Kurosawa repeated the question, and his tone became colder: "Who is she?"

"Uh, colleagues from the police?"

"You think I'm a fool?"

"...I'm sorry." Hojo Natsuki lowered his head and said with little confidence, "I don't know too well. I will tell you when I figure it out."

Such a statement obviously did not satisfy Kurosawa. He once again started a unilateral cold war, which lasted for a full week, but he never took off the earrings that Xia Shu gave him.This is a very safe signal, while Hojo Natsuki coaxed people sincerely, while deliberating over and over the few words that Mizuhara left him.

When the relationship finally broke the ice, they had already traveled all the way to the east of Kanagawa.

Hojo Natsuki looked at the increasingly familiar scenery outside the window, feeling quite fresh: "Are we in Yokohama?"

Kurosawa: "Yes."

He muttered: "It seems to be similar, but a little different."

"You came before?"

"Hmm... It can be said that it is quite familiar." Xia Shu said, "For example, the place I just passed by was not like this before."

It should be Saihachi Street, the Yokohama slum.A few years ago, because of the power of Huangbatu, a vast sunken pit was formed, and low buildings were built according to the terrain. Poverty, darkness and violence also grew on the land.

But here, Natsuki saw a plain of orderly row houses.

Kurosawa asked, "When?"

"...In the past, in the past." Xia Shu dealt with it casually, and was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he added, "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

The other party glanced at him, but didn't ask any more questions.

Unexpectedly, Kurosawa also has a safe house in Yokohama, and the location is very hidden. Natsuki Hojo simply cleaned up and asked about tomorrow's itinerary.

"Go to Yokosuka." Kurosawa said, "Leave Japan from the port the day after tomorrow."

Hojo Natsuki responded, knowing that the other party would most likely not take him with him when he went out tomorrow, he didn't feel bored, anyway, there was a cat to accompany him.

Since the escape, the system is like an old radio that is gradually breaking down and cannot receive signals. The message reminders have become extremely slow, and there are no more task reminders.

Hojo Natsuki was very disturbed, but he knew that the game would not do anything to Kurosawa, because in the existing main line, Gin was still a representative of the Black camp.

He also felt that his self-confidence was inexplicable. In fact, there was no solid evidence to support his guess - if Gin Jiu was no longer the killer Gin who was absolutely loyal to the organization, the game will kill this "exception" ?

From the current point of view, perhaps with the light of the earrings, from the beginning of summer to the end of summer, their escape was relatively smooth, and they survived several crises without any danger.

Now it's like playing against the will of the world.

Natsuki Hojo didn't dare to use the power of the 'book' lightly, and the game seemed to be afraid of this.

And what happened to Mizuhara Mai?

Bank outside the rules.

anything.

Hojo Natsuki was turning the chair to diverge his thoughts, but suddenly met Kurosawa Jin's eyes that hesitated to speak, so he stopped on tiptoe and asked, "What's wrong?"

"..." Hazel paused, then said softly, "There is a festival there."

After a while, Xia Shu suddenly realized, bent his eyes and smiled: "Do you still remember?"

A few months ago, he casually said to Kurosawa, "If you come back earlier, we can still catch up with the Kanda Festival."

I didn't expect the other party to remember such a trivial matter.

Kurosawa looked away, and his voice sank: "Forget it."

Xia Shu immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist, and said sincerely, "Of course I want to go! I like the summer festival very much."

No, in fact, he doesn't like it at all. He hates the weather that is so boring that he starts to sweat after walking two steps, and he is not interested in joining in the fun.

But Kuisawa took the initiative to mention it, and it would be too merciless to refute his intentions.

Kurosawa said blankly, "Oh. Get up early tomorrow."

……

"...Is 03:30 in the morning considered an early wake up? Isn't this not sleeping at all?"

"Shut up. You can go back."

"You are so fierce." Hojo Natsuki glanced back in the direction of the safe house and sighed, "The cat will be very angry..."

The privacy glass is so dark you can't actually see anything.

When he was about to go out just now, the Maine Coon cat fought back and forth with Kurosawa in order to stop Xia Shu.

Obviously it wasn't the first time he let him stay in the house obediently, but this time the resistance was extremely fierce.In the end, it died down under Xia Shu's good-natured persuasion, its tail whipped the ground once and for all, and watched them leave coldly.

"I'm a little worried." Xia Shu was thoughtful, "Why does it react so much...Will it be dangerous...?"

Kurosawa sneered, "When was that stupid cat quiet?"

Xia Shu: "It doesn't stay with you, it's pretty quiet."

"Oh," Kurosawa said, "then throw it away."

"...Don't worry, you can get along well."

Arriving in Yokosuka smoothly all the way, Kurosawa destroyed the fake license plate and drove into the scrap yard to interfere with the organization's investigation.

At 04:30 in the morning at the end of summer, the sky is dim.

Hojo Natsuki ran around following Kurosawa, and most of the day passed like this.

He was terribly sleepy, dizzy from exhaustion, and couldn't understand why the other party still looked okay.

When Kurosawa announced that business was over and he could take a break, Xia Shu immediately felt like a deflated balloon, with his whole body stretched out, leaning on his shoulder to sleep or not, the afternoon at the end of summer was already boring and Not even Snowflake Bing could let him take a second look.

Natsuki Hojo was sleepy for the whole afternoon, and he regained some energy when the dusk subdued the heat and the evening wind brought coolness.

The festival is held at the foot of the mountain, and the stalls are opened along the Qingshiban Pedestrian Street, making way for the parade floats.

Hojo Natsuki bought a hand-painted mask, and casually asked the stall owner, "What's the name of that mountain behind?"

The stall owner replied: "Xin Longyue."

Xia Shu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

He quickly restrained his expression, but was still noticed by Kurosawa.

Kurosawa asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xia Shu turned his head, his eyes followed the shadowy outline of the mountain, "I thought it was burned, but it turned out to be an illusion."

In the world he lives in, a wildfire a few years ago burned the mountain bare.Looking from a distance, the lower half is green, and the upper half of the mountain is dark, which looks a little funny.

Xia Shu recalled the past, pulled the corners of his lips and smiled.

"I'm thinking." Kurosawa's voice was deep, his eyes fixed on his face, "You seem to have lived in another world."

Xia Shu was startled: "...ah? Why do you say that?"

Kurosawa Jin withdrew his gaze and walked forward expressionlessly.

"Don't be angry." Hojo Natsuki quickly caught up, "I..."

He was surprised by the insight of the other party, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.Because Kurosawa found out that he had to conceal it many times, he hid his inexplicable uneasiness and anxiety very well, but Xia Shu could occasionally notice it.

Xia Shu has considered telling the truth several times, but whether Kurosawa will believe it is one thing, and whether the game will punish them for this is another matter.He dare not bet.

The sky is still not dark, there are not many tourists, they are in twos and threes.

"Wait a minute." Xia Shu finally grasped his wrist, and before the other party could shake off, quickly explained, "I still have a lot of things I can't tell you..."

He realized that such words have been said many times, like a chronic illness, he repeated it palely over and over again, and could not find a way to heal.So Hojo Natsuki was also suddenly discouraged, and swallowed back what he originally wanted to say.

Xia Shu's heart seemed to be bubbling with sourness, his voice lowered, and he complained softly, "...you walked too fast."

It was tiring to catch up.

But he can't say anything.

And Kurosawa Jin noticed his subtle emotional changes, stopped, turned his head and looked at Xia Shu.His dark green pupils were burning with repressed anger and a little helplessness.

They confronted silently for a while, and ended with Kurosawa compromise.

"Forget it," he said. "You'd better do what you say."

"……Um."

Xia Shu tried hard to shift his attention to the small stalls along the street, and after a while, he finally got out of the depression that swept like a sea tide.Before that, I basically didn't go to festivals to join in the fun, and it felt fresh to come here once in a while.

He asked Heisawa to line up for the buttered potatoes, walked to the nearby shooting booth, tried five or six rounds, and didn't even break a single balloon.

The seven or eight-year-old boy next to him hugged the teddy bear he had just won, and grinned at him, even showing off his empty front teeth.

The stall owner smiled and said, "It's okay, let's try again..."

Hojo Natsuki looked at [Firearms Comprehensive: E] on his panel and fell into deep thought.

Then in this half minute, the little boy won another pillow with jack-eared rabbits, and grinned silently again.

Stall owner: "Oh, this..."

Xia Shu: "..."

Xia Shu: "Wait a minute."

He pulled Heize away from the team, and pointed at the biggest bear proudly: "I want that."

Kurosawa glanced at him: "How old are you?"

Xia Shu: "I want it."

So Kurosawa single-handedly killed the biggest bear and brought a small crocodile, and the dumbfounded people became a little boy and a stall owner.

Natsuki Hojo was very satisfied, hugged the bear and the crocodile, and left proudly. After walking a few steps, he felt very hot, and felt regretful, and couldn't eat buttered potatoes with this in his arms.

He regretted all the way, and kept reflecting on why he wanted to compete with children for a while, it was completely unnecessary.

Before the float parade started, he and Heize had already walked out of the pedestrian street. This seaside town was calm and peaceful, and the rustling tide echoed between the sky and the earth.There are wooden Japanese-style houses on both sides of the street. Batik dark blue cloth fronts are hung at the entrances of the businesses, and various pottery products are placed under the eaves of the houses.

"It's a pity that I didn't see the sea." As soon as Natsuki Hojo said it, he denied himself, "...There is nothing to regret, I have seen enough."

Kurosawa gave a low "hmm", didn't answer, and looked around like a vigilant cat. His posture made Hojo Natsuki a little nervous.

Xia Shu didn't feel relieved until he arrived at the station safely, and sat on the bench to distract himself.

The platform was a bit crude, and the street lamps emitted a silvery white light, illuminating the railway tracks.

The night wind is cool and wet, and you can see the rolling ocean in the night from a distance, and the sound of the tide is faintly visible in your ears.

A few minutes later, the sound of the tram approaching was getting closer, and the warm yellow headlights cut through the night, bringing the car body into view.

Hojo Natsuki noticed that Kurosawa was still absent-minded, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kurosawa: "Nothing."

The Yokosuka line they want to take goes directly to Yokohama, but it takes only four to ten minutes by car.The brightly lit train stopped slowly, the night train was deserted, and the iron benches were worn shiny.

"Dear passengers, the terminal station of this train is Tokyo, and now we are about to leave Yokosuka Station, and the train is about to close..."

Hojo Natsuki leaned on the window, looking at the mountains outside the window, trying to figure out whether it had also experienced a fire, and suddenly felt a pain in the earlobe.

The system notification tone that had been silent for a long time finally rang, and two lines of words jumped out on the message panel.

[System news: [Kurozawa array] presented [Tyche's blessing]]

【To you, all my luck. 】

Xia Shu immediately came back to his senses, covered his ears with one hand, turned his head but only caught the figure of Kurosawa going out, and the car door slammed shut behind him.

"What are you doing?" Xia Shu walked over quickly, patted on the car window, and asked in amazement, "Why?"

Kurosawa's tone was calm: "A mouse is catching up, deal with it. You go to Yokohama and wait for me."

The announcement in the car and the glass windows blocked his voice, and Natsuki Hojo could only make out the phrase "wait for me in Yokohama" from Kurosawa's mouth.His eyes widened, and in an instant, his heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, and it was almost so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Xia Shu bit the tip of his tongue, took a few breaths with difficulty, and the smell of blood went straight into his lungs.

Kurosawa, don't go.

He looked at Kurosawa's back. At this moment, a terrible pain surged in his heart and nose, his eyes were moistened quickly, and his breathing was messy and fragile.There seemed to be countless pictures broadcast in front of my eyes, which made people dizzy and dizzy.

Xia Shu's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could only utter a few broken voices.

do not go.

do not go.

The sound of the window beating was inaudible amidst the sound of the train starting.

Kurosawa didn't look back.