[Bungo Stray Dogs] Animal Three Musketeers

Natsume Shuishui walked out holding back the panic that was about to occupy her heart.

His face was almost frozen with laughter.It was the first time for her to face such a righteous and ruthless spy department, and she lamented that it was too much for her to "face farming and get the information I needed, and scold the other party severely at the end" again.

Not to mention scolding.

Natsume Mizusui was full of anxiety about what might happen in the future, saying such confrontational words was also for the convenience of future actions.

Those who must be saved, those who cannot be saved.

What is about to pass away can be redeemed.

Those who are far away can meet each other, even if they are within reach, they cannot promise what they want to see.

Natsume Mizusui stopped under a cherry blossom tree, raised her eyelids, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.

The booming sound of fireworks echoed in my ears, and the flower-shaped explosion was gorgeous and yearning for a moment.

——Even more fleeting than fireworks, a beautifully decorated life that contains pain.

After going to the clinic early in the morning to check Oda's condition, Natsume Mizumi said hello to Fukuzawa, and went to the place where Suzuki was attacked again.

The blood that had dried up for a long time was washed away by the rain in the early morning of last night. She looked carefully at the wall with several small holes, and closed her eyes to ignore the large black blood that still existed behind her.

The golden offensive ability flying in a straight line and the square barrier with floating text on it are the biggest suspects in this incident. It is Rimbaud's special skill to be able to kill directly with speed in a short distance.

Normal people don't have the ability to leave such conspicuous marks on walls unless they use tools.

But according to Fukuzawa Yukichi, Oda, who woke up within a few seconds, said that the other party only used a supernatural power, and didn't even leave a weapon for the other party at that time-the clear approach of the dead senior.

However, he never expected that the other party was a supernatural being who accepted the murder commission.

Sure enough, he survived.

Natsume Mizusui ignored some unspeakable emotions in his heart, checked the field, and decided to leave after finding that there was nothing to pay attention to.

After turning the corner, a flash of green flashed across my eyes.

Realizing this, Natsume Mizusu jumped back lightly, dodging the attack that would cause him to fly into the air with serious injuries.

When her feet fell to the ground again, she realized that a group of children with knives and guns had gathered around her, and the orange-red haired boy who was the leader who attacked her had his hands in his pockets, half squatting and squinting at her.

"Sheep", Natsume Shuishui quickly found the name of the organization that belonged to the pair of children in front of him. Although he was still smiling, there was cold sweat on his forehead.

It seems that he has gotten into a lot of trouble. Taking action against children is really... the biggest problem of the century.

And looking at the number of reunions, she can't escape from the suppression of this number without hurting anyone.

Is it the child who was watching when I came here last time?

She remembered the child wearing sandals that she accidentally saw when she left last time. It turned out that she had gone back to report the news, and then this group of children came here to squat her.

"Who are you."

"...Natsume Mizumi."

Don't underestimate this seemingly small child.

Natsume Mizusui never had an attitude of contempt for the children in the slums. Thinking of this, she glanced around and met the child who looked like the leader.

Through the moving air, the child's blue eyes came into hers.

——Something familiar.

Very familiar, as if I had heard a similar frequency somewhere a few years ago and felt the same will.

Eyes wide open for a moment, Natsume Shuishui shuddered, gasped and looked at him in disbelief, the rationality controlling her five senses was too late to stop her gaffe.

Is it that kid?

Natsume Mizusui was thinking in a trance, a little unable to fully accept the explosion information.

Several children were vigilant and did not dare to approach, Natsume Mizusui raised his hands consciously after regaining consciousness, and surrendered: "There are no other weapons available except the scalpel under the kimono. I am just an ordinary housewife who has learned medical anatomy."

ordinary.

Natsume Shui Shui couldn't help laughing inwardly.If someone who knew her heard this, they would probably laugh so hard that the roof would fall off.

However, her current status is indeed just an ordinary housewife. Even Sakaguchi Ango and Oda Sakunosuke simply think that the "Natsume" family is a couple with a strong martial arts and a child with a supernatural power, but they live a peaceful life that has nothing to do with the turmoil of the war. family.

"The purpose of your coming here."

The orange-red-haired kid who took the lead was surprised by the strange behavior of the "enemy" just now, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out why he didn't have something that could make people who had never seen him look unbelievable, so he raised his voice and asked The target of the murder site women.

Resistance or attack is directly suppressed by force.He snorted, "People who have the courage to come here to investigate are not ordinary."

"...Sorry." Natsume Mizusui looked at the child with a baby face but a sturdy expression, and suppressed a smile. Thinking of Oda who was still lying in the clinic, his mood suddenly dropped, and his face was also full of smiles. Reluctantly, "I am the guardian of the bodyguard child who was also attacked, and I was seriously injured because I didn't know why... I'd better take a look."

She smiled cheerfully, "Well, although I didn't see anything."

"What, I thought it was someone from PortMafia." The white-haired child next to him said disappointedly, "If it's a big fish, he can hold something hostage."

Natsume Mizumi: ...

Such a skilled speech, it seems that I have done this more than once.

"The man who attacked your child was from PortMafia, new here, with a strange face."

"Okay, can you tell me in detail?"

"Huh? Specifically, it seems that someone from PortMafia is planning to entrust someone from PortMafia to kill some kind of official." The orange-red-haired child jumped off the standing cardboard box, but his height was kept in a straight line with Natsume Mizusui because of the gasoline barrel under his feet, "opposite The hands and feet are much faster than him, and the person sent turned from the entrusted person to the killer. Well, it seems that you do not have force, and it is better to leave this place as soon as I tell you."

...Is that really the case?

There is not much difference from the guess. In terms of capital flow, the computer also found that a large amount of money on one of Takahashi's cards was transferred to a one-time card.

Natsume Mizusui put down his sore hands, and asked hesitantly, "Excuse me...your name?"

Only nine years old, the orange-haired kid who did not become the future PortMafia cadre felt that the person in front of him was very strange, but he didn't know where the key point of the strangeness was.

It wasn't the way a stranger should look at another person, and there were more or less complicated things stored in it that he couldn't understand.

"Central Plains Central."

Natsume Shuishui was startled, smiled and said, "Thank you."

The children made way for her, and now she had to get ready for some work.

"……Hey."

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly stopped Natsume Mizusui who had gone a few steps away, his immature voice was flat, but he was eager to know something.

"have you seen Me?"

Natsume Shuishui turned her head in surprise, as if she didn't expect him to ask this question before leaving.

In the blink of an eye, she turned around and looked at the child who had grown up a lot, with her upper and lower teeth pressed together, and she was a little speechless.

"I saw it."

She still answered, with a smile and a calm deliberation on her words, "You are a wonderful child."

"Whether it's when you were born, when you were unconscious, or what you are now."

Bright as a diamond.