Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

The unanimous silence pushed the cramped atmosphere to the ceremony.

To be able to say that fact without changing your face, and to be able to say it in a normal way, this is not something that ordinary people can do.

Not to mention the next provocation:

Xus: Surprised?

You were not such an easy silencer "back then".

——When you grow up, your mentality becomes immature?

Flo: ...I'm amazed.

Today I saw, a wall.

Xus: (You want to say I have a thick skin?)

(This guy has a weird mouth sometimes.)

(It's not too powerful or poisonous, but it can occasionally catch people off guard.)

Flo: You're usually, aren't you, eloquent, aren't you?

Why did you stop talking all of a sudden?

It turned out that it was only to this extent, that's all?

He took a small hop, keeping his feet firmly on the avenue.

Flood is very uncomfortable with laughing expressions, in fact, the chances of him making such expressions are very few.

The mocking look on his face matched an image in Xus' memory.

"True, disappointed, hopeful."

Flo: Ugh! ... Mmm.

Xus: ...

Sorry, couldn't help it.

——You behaved so much like someone that I accidentally confused them.

Xus looked at the palm of his hand. After using spiritual power, the palm of his hand would remain shiny for a short time.

Pure white and clean color is very seductive.

He has passed the youthful age of being out of control at any time, calm down and take a few breaths, and he will be able to restrain it all.

Flo: Master Xus, what do you look like when you get angry?

Xus: It's not good for you to ask yourself this kind of thing, right?

When I get angry, I don't remember anything.

A blow to Flood's stomach didn't affect the action much.

He took a few steps in place, as if wondering why he was not injured.

Flo: ...

I thought that this sentence would definitely irritate you.

Xus: Seriously, you can be as old as you are.

Why are you so keen on making me angry?

Flo: Him too? ……never mind.

Usually smirking, Master Xus, when he is black, what is he like?

...isn't that, a curious, question?

He didn't usually smile stupidly, only Zor would do that - Xus didn't make a joke in this situation after all.

Xus: Curious?Not afraid of regret?

How should I put it, I have done a lot of immoral things in the past.

Flo: Huh.

Like, "Orphanage"? ... not as good.

The word "store" is more appropriate.

Disgusting, remembering that time.

The guy's disgust was palpable.

After going round and round or going back to this topic, Xus sighed.

Xus: First off, I'm not abusing you.

When I was still there, it was very serious inside.

Flo: Huh.

Then, with the liberty of asking.

In what year did you leave?

Xus: Hmm... Exactly 40 years ago.

I never cared about what happened after that.

Flo: ...

You are lying.

If he really wants to lie, he has many, many excuses to use.

With certain word games, Xus is confident that he will not be exposed in front of young people.

The consequence of talking casually is naturally like now, a word can be seen through.

Xus: Why do you say that?

Flo: If it's true, it doesn't matter, you wouldn't, to me, care so much about it.

Because, in addition to being, "a maker of troubles", I am.

No other, any, notable, features were featured.

Xus: Don't put yourself down like that.

You still have many, many qualities worth admiring—although it seems useless for me to say this now.

Flo: Please no, changing the subject again.

I can't believe you pulled away so early.

……

Do you remember?

I saw you when I was a child.

Xus: ...Really.

There are too many kids, which one are you?

Flo: In the previous sentence, don’t you still say that I have characteristics?

...that's too much.

He looked terribly disappointed.

Originally provocative, the aura of trying to beat him up from time to time also suddenly disappeared.

He lowered his head blankly and kicked the dirt beside him.

There was indeed a piece of loose ground at Flood's feet, Xus had just noticed it just now, probably because the previous attention was all on the person.

Kick the soil away with a few kicks, and a flat box emerges.

He kicked the box towards him, and it flew into the air, hitting Xus directly in the chest.

It hurt a lot.

Flo: Here you go.

……Bye now.

He turned and left.

Xus picked up the box, and it did contain his stolen book.

Well kept...

Xus: ...Flood.

It will snow again tomorrow, remember to keep warm.

He didn't respond, kept walking, and faded from view within a few seconds.

In the end, didn't he figure out his purpose... Xus was a little tired.

Xus: (It's still early...)

(Let's go there.)

(I told Zor to go back at night, so remember it.)