Is Ms. Oda married today? [Comprehensive]

Later in the evening, Li Nanhui's Simu led people to pick up Xiaoqian.

They have found out who is going to kidnap Xiaoqian, so Oda Kazue and his team's work of protecting Li Nanqian has also come to an end, Celty Heping, Shimao Shimao and others will not stay for long, and after saying goodbye to her, they will meet with the people in Li Nanhui Leave one after the other.

After sending them off, it was getting late, Kazue Oda drove Atsushi and Akutagawa to sleep, while she pulled a blanket and leaned on the sofa, turned the volume of the TV to the lowest to watch the pantomime.

Staring at the TV for a long time, until her head was swollen and her eyes were dry, there was no other reason why she didn't go to sleep, she just had a rare insomnia.

After smoking cigarettes in the middle of the night and opening several cans of beer, she didn't feel sleepy until the middle of the night. She leaned on the sofa and fell asleep drowsily with her head on her head.

Maybe it was the conversation last night that opened the door to her past memories. After Oda Kazue fell asleep, the quality of sleep was not as good as before.

She dreamed intermittently about the bloody things she did while staying with the former leader.

In the dream, when the ex-leader who looked like a rotten old tree yelled nervously, 'Kill him, Oda, kill him', she would slip out of the darkness like a ghost, and kill those who disobeyed the former leader with one blow.

The silenced bullet passed through the chest of the person whose face could not be seen clearly. The person was hit by the bullet, and his body suddenly moved back. Pieces of blood scattered in the air like mist. She looked at the person expressionlessly. He fell heavily on the ground, and the blood flowing from his chest soaked the carpet embroidered with complicated patterns.

There was a smell of blood and fire in the room where the incense sticks were burning, which made people's noses itchy and acid water gushing from their stomachs.

In this strange smell she saw the face of the man she had killed change to that of André Gide.

Or become Dazai, Chuya, Ango, and other people related to her.But she always watched their death quietly, without showing a trace of panic or sadness.

The next second the screen changed, and she returned to the Yokohama Concession.

She's scurrying down a dirty alley, followed by the port mafia who's after her.

Instead of Zhongya who killed the gangster, she was chased by the port mafia for a whole week. During this time, she exhausted all her skills to avoid those people, and at the same time avoided Zhongya Zhongyuan who was looking for her.

When the cat and mouse game was playing out in the alley, she met the man who changed her fate in a dead end.

"I am the chief's attending doctor, and I cherish your ability very much, so I will intercede for you and let you survive."

The person who spoke was a black-haired man with an elegant posture and a well-groomed appearance. After seeing him, Oda Kazue realized that people are inherently different.

The black-haired man's every move and every word and deed are incompatible with the atmosphere of the Yokohama Concession. Even standing in the dilapidated alley, he still does not lose his bearing, as if this dilapidated land is his city.

He lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, the bright red light flickering in his eyes.Then the man took a step and approached her.

"You ask me why I did this? Why did I find you?"

The man was wearing a pitch-black slim-fit windbreaker, and the light falling on him seemed to be absorbed by the windbreaker, and disappeared without a sound.

"The sudden disappearance of a pen pal I've been communicating with for so long would make everyone feel uneasy."

Even though he was walking toward her facing the light, Oda Kazue didn't feel that he was the savior described in the book, he was more like a ghost walking in hell.

"Oda, if you want to survive, then come with me."

Then the background behind him began to twist and change. The man standing in the alley facing the light was sitting on an office chair, and while he was treating the wound on her hand with a sterilized cotton, he sighed with regret.

"The leader is so unsympathetic, a cute girl like Sakunosuke deserves to be punished."

At that time, she hadn't slept well for a week, and she forced herself to make a strong nasal sound.

"Ah."

"Since life is so painful, why do you insist on it?" He didn't care like the person who pushed her into the fire pit, and he seduced her with that seductive voice, "Death is a shortcut to the other side of happiness." .”

"That's true, but..." She drooped her head listlessly, and slowly leaned back on the back of the chair, her voice became smaller and smaller, "I still want to live, if I die, I won't be able to see what exists in this world." Something beautiful."

Mori Ogai's voice was soft as if he was whispering to a sympathizer, he wrapped the bandage round and round on the girl's scarred hand, his movements were very light, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

"If you don't want to die, and don't want to stay here, Sakunosuke, you are fully capable of escaping. You have convinced the leader that you killed the member of the Port Mafia, not the child. Now you escape, that The child will be fine."

Her head was dizzy, and she was tricked into falling asleep by Dr. Sen's gentle voice, and she couldn't remember what she said.

Then she woke up.

When she woke up, the TV facing her was still on, and the screen was shining bright white. The silent actions of the people on the TV were ridiculous no matter how you looked at them.

She stared blankly at the TV screen, raised her hand to touch the blanket covering her body, feeling a little dazed.

The dream of constantly changing scenes made her dizzy, and she almost thought she was still in the dream until she woke up.

It's too warm after all...

At the end of the dream, she fell asleep in Mori Ogai's infirmary, but when she woke up, she found herself lying on Mori Ogai's lap, with his white coat covering her shoulders, and wearing several clothes on her body and under her body. The warmth that hasn't lasted long in months.

Mori Ogai also fell asleep with his head propped up at that time, as if he was afraid that she would hurt her hand by dishonesty in her sleep, and he still held her right hand loosely.

Is that why she sleeps on his lap?

Thinking this way, she guessed that it was almost time for her shift, and she drew her hand out to leave, but with only a slight movement, the man opened his eyes, and the red eyes cautiously looked at her hand.

Thinking of this, Oda Kazue picked up a half-drunk can of beer from the table and drank it down. When the cold wine drank, she grabbed her long and limp hair and turned her head to look out the window.

The color of the sky outside the window has faded, and the end of the line of sight is slightly white.

It was almost daylight.

This time is when she usually wakes up, and she can't fall asleep even if she closes her eyes.

She picked up the blanket that was half on her lap and half on the ground, and put it on the sofa, touched the cigarette case from the table, knocked out a cigarette in her palm, half-closed her eyes and held the end of the cigarette in her mouth, and then raised her hand to touch the lighter.

Before the children got up, she had to eliminate all evidence of smoking last night.

But now you still have to relax.

While lighting a cigarette, she opened her phone and looked at the information accumulated overnight.

Nakaya was called back by Dazai overnight and sent her a long list of complaints.

Luanbu wrote some extremely jumpy words, roughly meaning that he will come to play with her later.

Enoda sent her all the information about the person she was looking for, from the organization he belonged to to his personality, and even his childhood experiences.

Oda Kazue lowered his tea-brown eyes, imprinted the information sent by Enoda expressionlessly in his mind, although he didn't know the purpose of that person, but what was the saying, knowing yourself and the enemy can win every battle?

After reading these messages, the cigarette she was holding had already burned a long period of ash.

Oda Kazue put down his cell phone, carried the ashtray and walked to the balcony, ready to breathe.

She thought she was the only one who got up early to greet the sun at this time, but when she went out of the house, she found that the black-haired man next door was wearing a neat hero uniform, and he was also holding a cigarette and lying on the guardrail, watching someone smoking absentmindedly. At her movement, he turned his head and looked over.

She remembered what happened last night, her hand holding the cigarette froze, and the man standing next door also paused for a moment, but it didn't take long before she greeted him naturally.

"morning."

"morning."

She also replied symbolically, then put the ashtray in front of her, turned around and leaned against the railing of the balcony.

Although Aizawa was smoking casually on the surface, his mind had already rushed towards her, and he glanced at Oda Kazue seemingly unintentionally.

The woman was facing the room, smoking a cigarette with lowered eyes, her densely laid eyelashes finally suppressed the incomprehensible light in her eyes, and it was rare to look as if she was concentrating on it.

Aizawa saw the smoke she held between her fingers flicker little by little like a breathing lamp, and the light of the stars reflected on her tired face, his eyes moved down slightly, and fell on on her lips.

A few days ago, it seemed that the bright red lips were also a little pale due to anemia in the morning, and no blood could be seen.

"Mr. Aizawa, you also went out to work last night?" When he was in a daze, her voice suddenly drifted over.

Aizawa looked away as if he had done something wrong, and scratched his hair and let out an 'hmm'.

"Where are Miss Midnight and Mr. Mike?"

Oda heard from Midnight last night that they would stay in Ikebukuro for a while.

Aizawa remembered Nezu's phone call to them last night, and said vaguely: "They were called out temporarily to go on a mission."

"It's like this, it's really hard work." She sighed with emotion.

Aizawa scratched his hair again, then turned to look at the woman, who happened to turn her head too.

The eyes of the two met for a short time, and then staggered again.

Aizawa felt a little hot for no reason.

Oda turned around and looked into the distance. The light breaking through the clouds on the horizon was blocked by the tall building standing in front of her. She moved to the side, and the tall building always stood in front of her.

She sighed regretfully, then poked the burnt cigarette into the ashtray and crushed it.

She remembered that before the former leader died, she walked to the window while the old man was still sleeping, and stood in front of the French window quietly watching Xi Wei who was breaking away from the darkness bit by bit. brilliant.

[Why do you like watching the sunrise so much? ] Dr. Sen, who came to give the old man an infusion in the morning, asked her, [Is there anything interesting? ]

At that time, she didn't know whether it was good or not, but she just felt that when she saw the little sun disk struggling to crawl out from the horizon and illuminating the sky with a faint light, her heart seemed to be filled with something. The blood will also speed up to flow in the blood vessels, and even her previously dull eyes will gradually light up following the little fireball.

She remembered that after Mori Ogai asked that question, she answered solemnly at that time.

[I don’t know, but looking at the sun that breaks through the darkness every day and strives to rise to the sky, my whole heart is trembling. ]

Only at this time will she feel that she is still alive.

At that time, she was not licking blood with the tip of the knife, but her heart had been stabbed by the knife, and every time she moved, a little blood would flow out.

To be honest, every time she thought she would not survive tomorrow, but when she saw the rising sun, she felt that she could live another day if she worked hard.It was like a race against death, she ran day after day, and finally ran past death and survived the day Mori Ogai became the port mafia.

Thinking of this, she felt a little ridiculous.

The past has passed, she is not the person who has no other value except to obey the leader's order to kill, she still has a lot of things she wants to own and protect.

Thinking about it now is just moaning for nothing.

The cigarette butts gradually burned to the bottom, and she felt that she should go back and clean up the wine bottles and cigarette ash from last night, so as not to be disturbed by the children.

When she wanted to say goodbye to Aizawa, she heard the man suddenly say, "Are you coming here?"

She turned her head.

Seeing her looking straight over, her brown eyes seem to be shining, Aizawa touched the bridge of his nose and added in embarrassment.

"Sunrise, I can see it clearly from here."

Aizawa's observation was unexpectedly sharp, he felt it even though she didn't say anything.

Oda Kazue stared at him for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Okay."

When Oda stepped on the edge of his own balcony and lightly jumped onto his balcony, Aizawa stepped aside to make room for her just now, and explained in a low voice.

"When I take students on school trips, I often see the sunrise in the mountains and the sea."

"It's great, I haven't watched the sunrise on the top of the mountain yet." Yokohama is near the sea, and she sees a lot of sunrises on the sea.

Standing still in the open space left by Aizawa, she looked up at the pale golden horizon, smiled lightly, with her usual laziness on her brows, and asked again.

"Watching the sunrise on the top of the mountain, how does it feel?"

After she came over, Aizawa also put out the cigarette, glanced at her vaguely, and said in a low voice.

"It's beautiful."

He saw that the woman's forehead and the bridge of the nose were covered with light gold, and her eyes facing the rising sun were also extraordinarily transparent, and she murmured dreamily.

"It makes people feel that the whole heart is shaking."

Hearing the familiar answer, Oda Kazue put his long hair blown by the morning wind behind his ears, and smiled lightly.

"yes."

"The sun has risen, Alice, and a new day has begun."

Mori Owai looked out the window, the sun lying on the horizon was still struggling.

Hearing his words, the blond girl quietly stood up from the carpet and walked towards the window. When she walked, her honey-like long hair was shaking behind her back, shining golden light like the rising sun.

She stopped in front of the French windows, staring at the sky with her back to the man.

Mori Ogai looked at her back, and in an instant, her figure overlapped with the girl with reddish hair.

He remembered the conversation he had with the sleepy Oda in the infirmary when the former leader was still there.

[Why don't you leave?You are fully capable of running away from the port mafia. ]

[If I leave, Dr. Sen will be killed. ] The girl closed her eyes and said wearily, [So, I can't go...]

The author has something to say: It’s like this, Aizawa Sansan doesn’t remember the memory of being drunk after sobering up, and firmly believes that he can drink well (from Xiongying Hakusho 3), so it’s very natural to see Oda now.

But even if he is not drunk, Aizawa Sansan is also a master of love talk, and he keeps straight balls! ! !

Ms. Oda still needs to work hard.

Aizawa: No, as long as she stands in front of me, it's fine, no effort at all.