Two years later, an autumn day with drizzle.

The soil on the ground outside the institute's gate became damp and thick, and the air carried too much moisture, which brought unpleasant discomfort to people.

A young woman of average height closed her eyes slightly, with today's schedule and handover documents requiring the signature of the other doctor's signature under her armpit, her high-tied ponytail flicked gently in the rain and fog, and she raised her eyes a little, not far away The undisposed corpses standing upright became blurred with the rain.

The dense raindrops hit the unshielded glasses, and the unsightly water stains in front of my eyes seemed to be unable to increase the obstacles for the young woman who was walking steadily, but accelerated.

Surprisingly, behind the young woman was a man who wrapped himself up tightly. He was holding an umbrella, shivering and shouting about how cold he was. Compared with the young woman in front of him, he walked You have to take your time, as if you will be left behind at any moment.

The young woman didn't turn her head to pay attention to the poor man behind her, but quietly slowed down. The researcher's necessary clothes were soaked by the rain, and she looked ahead with indifference for a moment.

The man lowered his hat and gradually followed, his voice was fluffy as if it would be blown away by the wind in a second, "Miss Mori, it's easy to be attacked when you come out at this time."

"The army's medicines are scarce, so I don't feel very relieved to hand them over to others."

The young woman known as "Ms. Mori" smiled distressedly, "I wanted to give it to you, but the boss ordered you not to stay too far away from me, so I had to come out in the rain. Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Rimbaud."

Rimbaud's full name is Artur Rimbaud. He joined the Institute a month ago and became an important assistant to a doctor—the protector of Senone.

In fact, his real identity is a spy sent by European organizations to capture the high-energy life forms sealed by the Japanese military in a secret base.

"It's not hard..." Rimbaud rubbed his hands and said tremblingly, "I'm just worried about meeting those people. Miss Sen is not safe at all now."

"It's only a few meters away, Mr. Rimbaud is too exaggerated..." Senone suddenly jumped up and down in front of Rimbaud, stretched out his index finger to pull down the lower eyelid of his right eye, and stuck out a small tip with his pink tongue. , slyly climbed into the magnificent purple eyes, "I don't believe that I will die, Mr. Rimbaud is very good as a bodyguard, isn't he!"

"Ha...ha?" Rimbaud obviously didn't recover. When he woke up again, the other party had already arrived at the transaction place and began to negotiate with the people who came from the army.

Two similar white coats are almost overlapped together. The difference is that Senonei's white coat is a popular female style at this time, while the man opposite her is slightly taller, with a neat dark green military uniform inside. .

Rimbaud was not close or far from Senone. Even if he was attacked at such a distance, he could react quickly, and he could hear the words of the conversation clearly, so he didn't move, and breathed hot air at the palm of his hand.

"It's you again, is there such a shortage of military doctors?"

"I'm going to be surprised. It's been more than a year and you're still running errands. Don't you have many research tasks?"

"No more, no less, compared to you, it's more leisure." Senone shrugged her shoulders, and under the eaves, she handed over a signature that required the military to receive medicines. "As usual, two signatures."

Are the two familiar?

Rimbaud listened to the conversation and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking about. When Sen Oni came to the side and looked up at him with a smile on his face, he slowly asked, "You guys know each other? It doesn't look like an ordinary relationship."

Rimbaud just came to her place last month to protect her safety. His identity is unknown. He seems to be a man who is very afraid of the cold, and his personality is a bit elusive.Judging from the past 30 days, my interest is boring, it can be said that there is basically no interest, and I feel very ordinary when I speak.

Senone who came to the institute was extremely vigilant to everyone around her, even the person sent by her boss as an extremely important assistant to protect her.

Just because she can get in, doesn't mean other people can't get in.

Mori Ouai's eyes suddenly brightened with obvious interest, he turned his head to stare at the back of Mori Ogai who was leaving for a while, and then cast his eyes on the people around him, "Mr. Rimbaud guess?"

"...A relative?"

"That's right, it will be clear from the appearance, right?" Mori Oni, who was not surprised at all, gave up the topic of the relationship between her and Mori Ogai, and raised the planner in his hand, "Mr. Rimbaud, please send me Back to the institute, next is patrol time."

Lambert paused, "Is there any important thing in the research that needs to be patrolled and protected all day long? Even you have to perform this kind of task every day."

Senone's smile froze.

The military's most important secret is nothing dangerous except for the life body with countless protective doors inside.

"Don't be too curious, Mr. Rimbaud." Senone adjusted his expression and looked around several times as if unintentionally, and said in a low voice, no matter how much the other party saw, a warning is still necessary, "Some places are not something we can ask or even stepped in."

Sen Oni rubbed her fingers regularly. She thought about the reason why the bodyguard, who was a few steps behind her, asked this question. There was a [-]/[-] difference between malicious and unintentional questions. There was no event as evidence to support one of the judgments. Don't jump to conclusions.

"Mr. Rimbaud's best not to ask this question from others, it is easy to attract unnecessary and redundant precautions." Senone's tone was extremely worried, "The army's torture methods are extremely cruel, and you are also the one who joined at the same time." Talk to a partner."

Another person who joined was called Verlaine.

Senone met once or twice, but the person Verlaine protected had nothing to do with her, so the degree of acquaintance was limited to that.

Hearing this, Rimbaud stopped rubbing his hands and nodded, "I understand."

Except for the occasional attack on daily patrol tasks, it definitely feels the same as walking by the sea.

After walking for about two hours and returning to the room of the research institute, Sen Oni let go of all his defenses, threw himself on the bed and curled up into a ball with a "boom", looking extremely sleepy.

Of course she is not "Sen Oni", her real name should be the one engraved in her life - "Natsume Mizusui".

Husband Natsume Soseki, daughter Natsume again.

After sneaking into the secret military base, she first took care of the relationship and identity of everyone in the research institute, followed by geography, and finally her purpose of entering the military base - to delete all information related to her daughter.

Then again the parents were shot to death by GSS personnel employed by the military, and the rest survived because they were supernatural beings. It can be inferred according to the child's extreme logic, and then the parents can also be said to have become supernatural beings. the daughter of the able man to death.

Natsume Mizusui hugged the quilt tightly.

She hopes that before becoming a competent "person" again, she will not know the truth that will affect the growth of her children.

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