[FF7][SC] Star Flower

There are two choices before Sephiroth.

One is a new member of the biological research department, Vincent Valentine.The purpose of his return to Shinra is clear - at least Shinra thinks it is clear - revenge on Hojo.It's hard to imagine a normal, sane company going through this decision, but here's Shinra, so it just happened.And Shinra allowed this return because of two considerations: a warning against Hojo, who has been reckless in recent years; and the extremely attractive value represented by Valentine-a body that will not age, nor dead body.

This is irresistible to those managements who have already entered middle age and are dying in fear day after day.

Sephiroth and Valentine have a lot of accounts that have not yet been settled, about that battle, about Claude, and even more about Holland's position that the other party took over.This means that Genesis and Angel are being sidelined by Shinra, maybe because of some ambiguous actions, maybe because of their frequent mistakes and injuries-their value as Shinra assets has decreased.Even so, no one tried to explain anything to him, which worried Sephiroth and felt undeniably...angry.

This time, he will not underestimate the enemy, fighting Valentine and proving his desire is growing; at the same time, Sephiroth is also looking forward to it, and Cloud's expression when he comes back and learns about this conflict.Shock?hatred?Or fear?Just imagining it, the abnormal excitement almost made him tremble.

But Shinra wasn't looking forward to his fight with Valentine, at least not yet.

The second is——

Sephiroth crossed his arms, lazily put his boots on the table, and stared at the computer calmly.

It was a map, the floor plan of Midgar, the fine structure was intertwined messily with pale green lines, it was dizzyingly complicated.The trajectory marked by the red dots converged into a dense spider web from the school to the apartment and then to the Shinra Building; and then there were some scattered star points, with no rules at all, all over the entire Midgar.Obviously, this is a satellite positioning, using the transmitter he installed on Claude.This kind of high-frequency short-wave transmitter undoubtedly consumes a lot of power, but it is not difficult to replace it frequently, after all, every "death" is an opportunity.In this matter, not only did he not feel guilty at all, he even enjoyed it.

Satellites also have some limitations. For example, it is difficult to break through shelters. If it is an area under the disk, it will generally not be located.But there was only one, in the fifth district, where the structure had been somewhat damaged recently, revealing a little secret of his little friend.

Sephiroth stared at the dense red dots in the upper right corner of the map, they stood abruptly and glaringly on the retina, but also gently tickled his heart.It was so funny that he even briefly made him forget about Valentine.

"Sephiroth." Angel pushed the door open and entered.This is extremely rare for him - no knocking.But he couldn't knock on the door either.Two stacks of books fell on the desk, and he couldn't wait to open the first book, turning to the folded pages. "You have better taste than me, help me see which one is beautiful."

Sephiroth put his legs down calmly, turned off the interface, his eyes fell on the fashion magazine, and fell silent for a moment.

"Can't you? Actually, I also feel a little old-fashioned. Look at this one, and this one again. Is the color too ostentatious? I'm not sure—"

"Angel." After checking the height of the magazine, Sephiroth calmly interrupted the predictable eloquence, "Have you overlooked something very important?"

"what?"

"Like, don't run away from reality so quickly."

"Oh, how did I escape from reality?"

"I thought, before buying a skirt, should I ask my own opinion? You're doing it now, convincing yourself to accept it, but it seems to have solved the problem." Although it is indeed very interesting to watch two fools get stuck, he He was even willing to add some innocuous little troubles, but Sephiroth didn't want to take care of it right now, "Maybe what he needs is not women's clothing, but something else."

"...Did you know something?" Angel narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Speaking of which, he stayed with you these few days and didn't say anything?"

Sephiroth closed the magazine and examined the youth.It sounds like Angel is suspicious to some extent, but Sephiroth knows that this is not a temptation. If Angel finds out something, he will definitely say it directly, especially when the matter is not about himself.But the next part, really should be more cautious.

"I think he needs attention—it's not from you, it's enough—why don't you try..." Some images flashed quickly, unimaginable, and they are still as clear as before.Sephiroth slowed down, "Looking for a girlfriend?"

A small mistake.This suggestion should not be made by him.Bringing it up by the impersonal Sephiroth makes the conversation feel like an excuse.

Fortunately, Angel didn't notice the subtle dissonance, but on the other hand, he folded his arms and stared, visibly angry. "I can't believe it, you said this. Sephiroth, I know you like Claude very much, but I care about him as much as you do. Have you ever thought that, with such a purpose, to women How disrespectful is that?"

Sephiroth stared at him intently.I watched for a long time.Angel looked at each other calmly.Finally, Sephiroth took the lead to look away.He'd never be able to convince this magical old-timer, nor would he want to.Angel is like this, existing here abruptly, but there is nothing wrong with it.

"It's just a suggestion," shrugged, not intending to argue on this kind of issue, "Could it be that without Claude, you wouldn't be looking for a partner?"

"There will be. If it's appropriate." This topic made Angel a little uncomfortable, "After all, there are always some things that are more important."

"There are always more important things, as long as you are happy."

"Say it as if you have—" object.Almost snorted—Angel, who stopped destroying his prudent image just in time, coughed, "How did this topic get brought up?"

"How do I know. Anyway, you two go to the doctor together, talk to someone else, and make a decision after the talk."

He realized right away that he must have said something wrong, because Angel gave an inevitable smile.The smile turned into a sneer, like a predator biting its prey by the throat.Angel was extremely annoyed, but said very gently: "Yes, we should talk about it. I have already applied for a leave of absence for this reason. Dear Sir Sephiroth, where did you transfer Claude?"

oh.Sephiroth suddenly understood.No petite skirts, and no advice-seeking, it's a questioning session.Although Angel is not a guy who will take revenge, it is obvious that if he is having a hard time, he will not be able to think about it either.

Sephiroth resignedly pulled out a copy of "FUDGE".

The heat of the black tea gradually dissipated, and the time passed quietly in dereliction of duty.Angel sat on the sofa and read his magazine, occasionally glanced over, met Sephiroth's probing gaze, just shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head silently, and went back and forth several times.

This is very intriguing.

Sephiroth sipped his already cold tea, thinking about this abnormal behavior.Although it seems like that, in the final analysis, Angel is not the kind of guy who likes to vent anger, and it is impossible for him to interrupt others so impolitely when they are working. There must be other reasons behind this.

"Have you met Valentine?" There was a thunder in the silence.Seeing the young man's shocked face, Sephiroth sighed, "You are not suitable for hiding secrets. Not at all."

This makes sense, this matter is not worth being so angry in the first place, the aggressiveness is just a disguise in another sense, and the stern look hides deep anxiety.Angel came here to prevent them from confronting each other head-on.After thinking this through, Sephiroth shook his head and turned to the next page.

"So..." Angel asked hesitantly, "Are you still here...?" This puzzled him, who was expecting a dispute and was ready to obstruct violently.

Sephiroth shook his head indifferently.It seemed that the next few days would be neither for Valentine nor for those little secrets to get to the bottom of.But he knew that Angel was worth giving up some things temporarily, so he would wait.

"Anyway, it's a good job to choose clothes that suit your own taste."

They all stay young in different ways.thought Vincent.

He has lost his human body, but Hojo has endless desires.

As a new researcher, Vincent occupied the seat near the door, and the shady scientist sat at the other end of the conference table, far away, watching the team leaders report their work boredly.They had also sat at the same table many years ago, that seat had belonged to his father, and they had never met.Now that they're together again, in such a similar setting, the two of them don't seem to have changed at all, which makes it ridiculous.

Thoughts drifted a little.Now there was no sign of Lucy here, not a trace.He knew that Hojo had erased all existence, but he didn't believe that with Lucrecia's intelligence, there would be nothing left.If the mansion is cleared, then here is the only clue.

Hojo didn't show discomfort with the presence of this uninvited guest, on the contrary, he was even a little listless, as if complaining in his heart why he wasted precious time on these idiots. "You can stop, Rayleigh." The disc glasses were shining brightly, and the corners of the mouth turned down made the others tense. "Take your report and go back and redo it all."

"But, but doctor..." the young man stammered timidly, "I don't understand... Acetylation has indeed been proved to be related to the resistance of demons... This topic is meaningful... It can improve their survival rate... ..."

"But it will also reduce the influence of Mako, and what will be produced will only be a pile of waste." Baojo casually tapped the tip of his pen on the table, "You are still a bit talented, don't go astray."

"but……"

"But there's never a shortage of talented people here, is there?"

The young man's face was pale, and he gradually began to tremble.He realized what he had just done, trying to disobey Hojo's ideas, which is not allowed under any circumstances.He didn't dare to stand or sit down, he was at a loss, fortunately Hojo didn't pay more attention to him, his eyes passed over the people who bowed their heads obediently, and finally their eyes met Wen's. Center on.

This sentence is for Vincent.

Shinra has never lacked top researchers, Grimore, Geist, Evna... Lucrecia, but now only Baojo is left.All the people who stood in his way disappeared, because of accident, because of necessity.The successful person is never the best person, but the one who survives to the end; unfortunately, most people don't understand this truth.

He looked into Vincent's eyes and never looked away for a long time.At the end, the corners of his mouth curled up sarcastically.

"Dismiss."

Vincent stayed in the meeting room.He didn't need to sort out the meeting documents, and he hadn't taken over the mess left by Holland. He just waited quietly for Hojo to pack up his notes.All along, confusion has never been far away.He understands and accepts that Lucrezia can't choose him, but he can't understand why that person is Hojo.He didn't ask, and she didn't say.They are too proud and stubborn to miss so much that there is no existence worth wasting their last hours.But now, he is alone, and may be accompanied by eternal loneliness.

Now Vincent has enough time.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing." Pushing the frame of the glasses, the first person to break the silence was Baojo, "But you have already done it, although I don't know how you did it. But , until you disappear from Shinra, in order to avoid unnecessary and meaningless troubles for my research, I have to waste precious time to declare to you—although this should be useless: you The terms of reference is Project G, the authority has been opened to your ID card, and there is no right other than that. Please don't-don't try to interfere with my project, unless you want to lie back in the liquid nitrogen coffin of 77.36K, And I don’t have the time or interest in it.”

interest.This word bothered Vincent a little.Did Hojo find anything more interesting?Anyway, not a good sign.It's just that he can't be sure whether this is another paradox of hypocrisy.

"Lucrecia? The scientist wiped off the blood from his nose, grinned and gasped, but smiled strangely in front of the life-threatening pistol, "You came for her?"What are you doing here, why don't you go to Sephiroth?After all, that bitch's last wish is to personally destroy my most proud work, you should satisfy her. 』

"Estrogen-dominated, stupid woman, I knew it would be, women are never trustworthy, too weak, too emotional.It makes the world a sad place to think that I am of the same kind as this feeble creature. 』

"Let me tell you a good thing.When you gain the power of Chaos... when you are blissful because of ignorance..." Jealousy and malice poured out unreservedly, "Be proud.Sephiroth, the miracle of the world is being born around you, I opened her womb and saved him from the threat of death.You don't know anything about it...haha...」

No, he has to stay sane. Chaos, as its name suggests, will only bring chaos and disaster. If he had been able to maintain his sanity, perhaps Hojo would not have stood here alive.He could also choose to complete what he didn't do back then, but Vincent didn't do it in the end. He didn't believe that Baojo would be unprepared. appeared before him.

"You are afraid." Vincent said suddenly, "Shinra knows our grievances, but acquiesced to my staying here. You are being abandoned by them."

"I with a clean record, and you with a bad record?"

"Humans only believe what they want to believe, if need be."

"Undeniable." Hojo nodded approvingly, and changed the topic, "Then why are you here, and don't tell Sephiroth everything—why are you trying to cover up the truth?" Who is afraid?Hojo grinned, mocking silently.

The pupils suddenly constricted, and the shock was immediately suppressed by the strong self-control.Vincent didn't understand how Hojo was so keen, and his insight into details and people's hearts was far beyond imagination.Every sentence and every word the other party said pierced into the softest part of his heart.

In those distant, fragmented, and grotesque dreams he had glimpsed glimpses of the future.He wanted to trust Sephiroth, but he couldn't.

This fact is so... exhausting

"Could it be..." Vincent was a little sad, as if those years that passed in deep sleep suddenly fell on him, and he was walking alone with that burden, "Is there nothing worthy of your awe?"

"Awe? No, there was never such a thing as an excuse for fear. The history of man is the history of conquest. We conquered saber-toothed cats and mammoths. We conquered Neanderthals. We conquered floods and great glaciers. , have conquered the land, the sea, and the sky, and now the essence of the planet is about to be mastered in my hands - there is nothing more exciting than conquering the enemy. And now you are trying to talk to me about awe?" Said Hojo Koshi Faster, waving these hands passionately.All the care he'd been taking seemed to be gone when he said it, and he didn't even realize he was saying that much. "Civilization is simply an outgrowth of human society, making those idiots arrogantly pity other lives. Don't be kidding, survival is a struggle. There are only plunder and plunder among lives. If you don't evolve, you can only go to perish."

"evolution?"

"The meaning of life is evolution."

"You think...that's evolution?" Vincent asked incredulously, he seemed to finally understand the real Hojo, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

"Why? Are they superficially negated because of their distinctive appearance?" Contemptuously retorted, the short, crooked Dr. Hojo looked up at Vincent proudly, "Have you ever studied cockroaches? How despicable and ugly Creatures. But their tentacles are covered with micron-level cilia, and when you wave your hand ten meters away, it can run away. No matter how ugly it is, humans cannot make comparable sensors. This is the acme of evolution. Is there anything more wonderful than bringing together the strongest characteristics in one life?"

"Can they still be called human beings?"

"Do you bear any resemblance to a trilobite?" Hojo scoffed. "If it wasn't for the company's satisfaction, I wouldn't even consider a human form. Too clumsy, too fragile, and pointless."

"Evolution is adapting to the environment, finding a way to live with the planet—"

"Evolution is domination! Why do we have to adapt to the environment? Why do we have to be dominated by the planet? Have you never thought about these issues? Isn't the so-called adaptation just because we are too weak to dominate the planet? Vincent Valentine, You thought you came here on behalf of the will of the planet, but this only proves one thing—”

"The planet is afraid of me."

"I'm right."

Perhaps, this is the magic of Hojo.

Vincent knew this was wrong, but he couldn't help thinking about Hojo's idea, and even briefly fantasized about that world.Could this be the reason for Lucy to follow him, so crazy, but so pure, as if this is the whole truth, and following Baojo can make all delusions come true.

If he hadn't lost the qualification to be a human being... If he hadn't missed himself as a human being so much...

"You don't understand that the existence of human beings is the meaning." Vincent shook his head, "And you have denied human beings. And from the very beginning, you have denied yourself."

Baojo looked at him in great disappointment, only a pile of boring ashes remained after the passion, and his dry mouth reminded him of what he had done was unnecessary.Human inferiority.He grew resentful, resentful that he should be controlled by such base impulses.Then, he seemed to think of something interesting again, or maybe he just wanted to cover up his gaffe.

"Did you know?" He walked past Vincent, brisk and relaxed. "I falsified a medical report seven years ago."

Sometimes Rufas felt that the man was really stupid... Maybe he couldn't say that he was stupid, but his past experience always proved him right, so he took it for granted.But thankfully, this arrogance is also Rufas' opportunity.

Shinra isn't actually a company—more than a company, to be precise.Under antitrust laws—yes, Midgar really has laws—it was split into several subsidiaries, each represented by a different legal entity.The Weapons Development Department is actually called Finmeccanica (Finmeccanica), which was reorganized after annexing the Space Development Department; the Security Maintenance Department is actually a mercenary company—the kind that provides mercenaries for Midgar to protect the city. As for the war of aggression, there is no such thing as a war of defense against Wutai.In fact, Shinra should be called a chaebol.Balino took control of the bank, and then ensured that he had a sufficient percentage of the shares in each company, and then he only needed to delegate power.

One obvious problem with this system is whether the connection between the actual managers and Shinra is strong enough.

Under normal circumstances, managers should be surnamed Shinra, and blood relationship is a relatively safe way of control.But Balino is not, maybe because he is very confident in his own means, maybe because he thinks that many illegitimate children will fight for the family property in the future and destroy the empire he spent his life building. In short, the ridiculous situation now is that none of the real power The surname is Shinra.

Lazard is another story.

In short, in order to maintain this seemingly loose rule, Balino established a set of high-pressure policies.Capital control is one thing; on the other hand, he is very good at creating fear and doubt.There is no trust between the various departments, and mutual suspicion and suspicion are reported.Again, this inefficiency-reducing policy is as stupid as it gets, but it would work—if it wasn't for Rufas.

Kill Dirk, kill Wade... All the traitors have only one death.The problem is that no one in Shinra is clean. If those small evidences of corruption and small actions behind the scenes are controlled by him, might they choose to confess to Balino?

Even so, there are still a few hard stubbles that have not been gnawed.

It was obvious that Scarlett and Ballino had some sensuality, and it was meant to be an opening.He could promise her something better, whether it was financial approval, security clearance, or... a younger and fresher body.

Rufas faced the mirror expressionlessly, and wiped off the lipstick on his neck fiercely. The warm rose fragrance lingered for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Scarlet yawned, and lazily walked into the bathroom, "Jean, it's time for the lady to wash up."

The blond hair hangs loosely, hooking on the white collarbone, tickling itchyly.There were some fine lines around her eyes, and her lips were no longer rosy, but when she and her wine-red skirt invaded recklessly, the air became hotter.Seeing that Rufas didn't intend to get out of the way, she took off her shoulder straps very calmly, her long skirt fell to the ground, her bare feet stepped on the tiles, and she walked into the round bathtub calmly.Rufas turned and saw the faded scar on her belly where he had kissed.

"This one," Scarlet stroked there lightly, "well, I had a hysterectomy when I was 16."

"?!"

"Because that thing is meaningless, and it will even cause trouble. But the ovaries are kept, after all, estrogen is still valuable." She sat down gracefully, lying lazily by the pool, revealing an almost erosive charm "Humans are very interesting. They are obviously the same species, but they have continuous struggles. This is the meaning of the existence of weapons and its eternal charm." The ancient one is the dispute between men and women. Men conquered women, women conquered men, and for thousands of years there has never been a winner."

"Why does the ordinary relationship between men and women become so strange when you tell them?" Rufas frowned.

"Didn't you come to ask for help? Didn't you come to use me?"

"I prefer to call it a collaboration, if I can."

Scarlet beckoned to him, Rufas hesitated for a while, and sat down by the pool, the fine mist quickly condensed on the suit.

"I had sex for the first time when I was 12 years old. My father raped me." She smiled lowly. "I have fucked more men than your bedmates. Better looking than you, stronger than you, better than you." You have skills, and you have everything you need. As long as I want, the whole of Midgar is my harem. Children, overconfidence is not a good thing."

Rufas has already passed the second stage of "Then prove it with actions". Although he is subtly unhappy, he still calmly thinks about the meaning behind these words.Although Scarlet clearly refused to support him, and even leaned down arrogantly while riding on him, biting his ear and saying "you can't do it", but now, this kind of implicit good attitude is worth pondering again.

What she wanted was nothing but sympathy, but what was that?

"I am the weapon." The collar was pulled violently, and one hand was thrown into the water unexpectedly, "Guns, lasers, poison gas, and myself, this is the difference between me and those stupid women .I used myself to get everything I wanted, and Shinra knew that I was worth it all.” Scarlett slowly and proudly kissed his lips with a coquettish smile, “If you want What you get from me, you have to give me better."

...a nasty old woman.

For the first time in his life, Rufas fled in shame in front of a woman.

Scarlet's frustration is one kind, Leaf's is another.

Apparently if Shinra had a Hard Worker Award, it would go to the Urban Development Department without a doubt.Resource allocation and architectural planning all fall on this department, which is very scary in Midgar, where the theme is destruction and reconstruction.When Rufas opened the office door and saw the decadent Leaf who seemed to be overindulgent, he thought he had entered the wrong room.

He backed out to look at the door number, and then re-entered the office.

"There was a small-scale attack yesterday, and the aftermath has just been completed." Liv wiped his face and took a sip from his mug.Clash of ice cubes, espresso, this terrible combination makes Rufas speechless.He looked at Liv's deep-set eyes and light blue stubble, and couldn't help asking sympathetically, "How long have you been up? I think I'll try another day—"

"38 hours, not bad. Can you sit down for a while?"

Liv asked Rufas to wait in embarrassment, started to tidy up the messy documents, and quietly fished the dolls on the desk into the drawer.Rufas pretended not to see it. After all, this little hobby and other people's eccentricities must have been considered harmless.He observed the decoration of the room, which was in a very simple and stable gray-black style, but lacked a personal trace... just like himself.

Leif Drizzt, even with Tux's assistance, Rufas couldn't grasp even the slightest clue about this person.His resume is clean and clean, with an annual salary of 200 million (in terms of the gray income that a supervisor can get, it is almost pathetic to a certain extent), and he does billions worth of ass cleaning jobs. After only three days, there was no complaint.If he is not a saint, he must be a terrible devil.

Rufas prefers the latter.

He also has no relatives, no hostages who can be used as threats.The only thing that is relevant is a regular donation to the orphanage, but if you want to use this to do something... Rufas is not so naive to believe that the person who can manage this step will be because of a group of Orphans are tied up.

Without stains, there can only be stains.But so far this step has been rather unsuccessful.Presumably Leaf has been punished by others before, and he is extremely cautious in management, especially in terms of funds. Even if he bribes the accountant, the fake accounts will be found out and redone immediately.

This is why Rufas desperately wants the support of these people.The more you get in touch with them, the more you understand their value.To support such a deformed behemoth like Shinra, every link is essential.

"It's unimaginable," he admired from the bottom of his heart, "under such a high-pressure environment, you can make no mistakes.

"Some people can't make mistakes." Liv smiled gently, "Coffee, or soda in the box over there, is that okay?"

"Why not? People make mistakes, and the important thing is to learn from them, isn't it?"

Liv sat down on the other side of the sofa, leaning a little loosely on the elastic leather sofa.There is a small room on the other side of the office, with a standard bed and bedding. It is conceivable that if it wasn't for Rufas' visit, Leif would have fallen asleep long ago.Even so, the director of the urban development department still maintains amazing sense and logic.

Following his line of sight, Liv glanced at the room, "Oh, actually, I graduated from the Department of Architecture. It's normal for us to not sleep for a few days. My highest record is 84 hours, but I'm already confused after that. Then I will think You have to graduate if you die, and a miracle just happened.”

"Squeezing employees is not a long-term solution. If it were me, I would definitely consider the benefits." Rufas cautiously tested.

"If you can, please speak to the president, he has always taken a fancy to you." The answer was tight, "Back to the topic just now. Even if others can make mistakes, we absolutely can't. Every line on the drawing, every Accurate to the number after the decimal point, there can be no slightest deviation, because the price of mistakes is life. This is too heavy for me.”

heavy?Here, in Shinra?

This statement made it difficult for Rufas to answer, "This is why you transferred to management?"

Liv shook his head. "No. Escaping won't solve any problems. But sometimes, I do feel a little scared." He looked towards the French windows.From here, you can see the gray-black steel city spreading far into the sky, cars and pedestrians moving slowly like ants, like some kind of exquisite miniature model. "I've been sitting here for a long time, and sometimes I feel that Midgar has become unreal, and the associated 'people' have become some kind of abstract concept. When I got the statistics in the morning, the number of deaths and the amount of losses were listed side by side. Together, I thought about minimizing them all, but at that moment, I really only had numbers in my head."

"You are frightened by it?"

"It's something to be afraid of." Liv said earnestly, "and I'm glad I'm afraid. I sometimes go down there to see real people, men, women, old people, and children. This fear."

"This is really..." Rufas showed an indescribable expression, "It's a strange hobby."

"It may be a bit difficult for you to understand. But I came from the bottom. In this matter, I always have to be a little bit persistent. You can treat it as a boring complaint, after all, my mind is a little unclear now."

"Then what if I can make you stop being afraid?"

The atmosphere fell into a stiff silence for a while.Liv kept changing the subject to avoid such straightforward situations. To be honest, he didn't want to be involved in this kind of power change at all. He just wanted to complete his work well and seriously.In fact, even if Rufas asked, there was no need for him to answer.But he looked at Rufas's still young face, that kind of ambition and desire, somehow, he couldn't help expressing his thoughts.

"you can not."

"Why?" Rufas raised an eyebrow.

"You and your father are really... exactly the same." Liv knew the consequences of this sentence, and he also knew a little about Shinra's family affairs. It was not a shocking secret in Midgar, "You can promise me mercy, but that It's not because you want to do this, you just want to be different from the president, kindness is just a means. What you try to get rid of is just to keep you close."

"What's the point?" Rufas unscrewed the soda water, the bottle was a bit difficult to open, and the water rushed out with too much force, dripping on the carpet.He hurriedly took it away, and then took the paper that Liv handed over. "If the pretense of kindness can be practiced to the end, isn't it true?"

"There is no difference. But you don't agree with me from the bottom of your heart, and this pretense won't last long."

"Why are you so eager to deny this possibility before it happens?"

"You just want Shinra. I'm not saying it's a bad thing. In fact, one day, Shinra will be yours, it's just the difference between sooner and later." Liv sighed, he had thought about this possibility , and even heartbroken, but reality always extinguishes them mercilessly.And let yourself keep your original intention, and you have tried your best. "You said you would change Shinra, so tell me, how are you going to change it?"

"..."

"How do you convince me of an answer that you don't even know?" Confirming this fact seemed to make Liv extremely frustrated.It's really strange, obviously he was the one who denied everything at the beginning, but it seems that he doesn't want this kind of result.

Rufas really couldn't give an answer.All he knew was that he had lost the vote, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Frustration hit him deeply.

"now that