[Comprehensive] Confession Mask

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late at night.

Soon, there was an obvious battle sound on the roof of the apartment where Zhongye lived in Zhongyuan. The people in the Ministry are not easy to deal with. Thinking of this, before going to help Zhongya, Mishima Yoshikazu played a trick again... directly using debris and rubble to ring the fire alarm in the apartment to create an exaggerated sound to cover up Zhongyuan The movement of the battle in Zhongye.

After confirming that the public's attention has been diverted, he put on his coat, imitated Zhongye, and jumped up to the rooftop via the balcony.

Wearing slippers, Mishima landed on the rooftop with a gun in his hands, and what caught his eyes was Chuya, who was in a bit of a panic, and the woman in a kimono holding a plate——

The two of them were fighting to the death on the rooftop, almost all the place was covered with fragments and traces of dishes, and Zhongya seemed to be hit on the arm by one of the fragments, and his hands were stained red with blood just after taking a bath.

Facing the situation before him, Mishima was actually not surprised that Nakahara Nakahara, who was a cadre of the port mafia in front of him, would also be in trouble. Said: "Mr. Chuya, didn't I tell you?"

"If you don't kill this kind of thing, it won't end." Mishima's white hair fluttered in the air, raising a chic arc against the light: "Besides, with the nature of your supernatural ability, it is difficult for you to do it." To capture the opponent alive without making any noise."

After all, the rooftop already lacks attacking objects that Zhongya can use, and if he wants to change his own gravity, he also lacks a foothold he can rely on.

The point is, the place under his feet is his residence. If there is too much movement in the battle, his base will be exposed, and it will cause trouble if people from the Ministry of National Defense find out.

Therefore, it is really difficult for Zhongyuanzhong to use its own supernatural powers under such circumstances.

And Nakahara was also pointed out by Mishima to break his predicament, biting the corner of his mouth unwillingly avoiding the attack of the woman in kimono, and complaining at the same time: "Then you say...what should I do with this response?"

"...That's easy."

Yusae Mishima blinked her eyes, her white ponytail fluttered in the air, her exposed right eye looked at Chuya confidently, her pupils flickered, "Just step back and leave everything to me."

After finishing speaking, the girl raised her hand, revealing her female pistol/gun.

"Huh? Isn't the gunshot even worse?"

Zhong also twitched the corners of his mouth, and was about to start a theory with Mishima's inexplicable fighting method. The next second, the girl fired a bullet directly without any discussion, but even Zhong also thought that the gunshot would When their location was completely exposed, not only the gunshots, but even the bullets... actually disappeared in the air!

Chuya frowned, and in the next second, he saw the girl as the center, and a strong gust of wind rose out of thin air. The gust first built a wind barrier around the girl that was visible to the naked eye, and the next second, the barrier gradually expanded. Expanded the range, and wrapped up the entire rooftop!

Even, the wind was so strong that it blew his cherished suit hat into the air!

But...he didn't even have time to care about the hat, after all, in the next second, even he was blown up by the violent wind, and even swept him into the air and left the rooftop.

If it wasn't for his supernatural power, he might fall to his death on the street right now!

"...Hey, hey?! What are you doing?!"

Chuya asked loudly, but saw that the white-haired girl was still standing on the roof as firmly as a mountain. Without a response, he quickly raised his arm, and then fired a silent gun at the woman in kimono.

He couldn't even see the trajectory of the bullet and heard the slightest gunshot. He saw that within the barrier built by the wind, the woman in kimono was shot down with her right hand, then her left hand, and then exploded with a single shot. Then, Mishima stepped forward from Sae's body, and then wiped the woman's neck with a silver knife...

——Everything is done in an instant.

That monster didn't even have a chance to get close to Mishima, everything was under Mishima's control.

The woman who appeared out of nowhere turned into wind sand in front of Chuya again like a red cloak, but in the gust of wind, none of the wind sand was blown away, but was completely confined by the wind and piled up on the spot. up a complete hill.

And Mishima, because of Sae's ability to control the wind, wrapped up the monster's wind and sand, and then habitually collected them into her test tube, only then did she relieve the strange wind around her.

It was only this time that I was able to get close to where she was, and then I heard her explain in a cold voice.

"...This is my superpower, Kamaitachi."

"Being able to control the wind, of course, can even do things to the extent of hiding gunshots and increasing the momentum of bullets."

"Isn't it great to give it to me?"

Her eyebrows are curved, her smile is gentle and good-looking, she doesn't look like a guy who killed a monster half a minute ago.

——She really looks good when she smiles.

So at that moment, after the battle, Chuya still only had this level of thought in his heart.

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After a round of fierce fighting, if it weren't for the fact that the damage caused by Mishima's wind power to the roof was still there, and Chuya's living room was already in a mess, Chuya Chuya probably wouldn't have felt that the enemy had really attacked here.

After all, apart from the pile of ethereal sand, almost nothing is left after defeating the enemy.

"The enemy turned into sand... In other words, it is the same type of monster as the red cloak, right?"

Returning to the room from the roof, looking at the broken dishes in his kitchen, Nakahara couldn't help asking Mishima Yusao again.And the girl following him politely took off the slippers she had soiled by running to the roof on the balcony, and then raised her head with ease and smiled: "Yes."

"So this time, it's that kind of ghost story again? Is that guy also a ghost story?"

"Mr. Nakaya, have you ever heard the story of Sarayashiki?"

Nakaya, who was cleaning up the pieces of dishes in the house, froze his hands. When he heard Sarayashiki, he thought of a strange story told to them by the tour guide when he traveled to Himeji Castle in Japan.

He stood up from the ground with the broken plate, looked back at Mishima Yusa who had been sitting on the sofa as naturally as the owner of the house, and then said——

"Is it the story about 'Ajujing'?" Nakahara Nakaya's eyes widened: "I remember the story about a maid who was in charge of managing the treasures of the family. One day, she was punished by the master because she lost one of the family treasures. He cut off the middle finger of his right hand, and later Aju committed suicide by jumping into a well to prove his innocence..."

Nakahara said that he also found the embroidery bag that the kimono girl left near his kitchen when the kimono girl came out. There were many bloody middle fingers in it. He frowned disgustedly and murmured to himself: "... Later, the sound of female voices counting plates was often heard by the well, and the child born in the mansion was missing the middle finger of the right hand."

"Everything fits the situation, no, Mishima, why do you know so many things?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned around curiously, but what he didn't expect was that the girl had already fallen asleep while he was talking.

She just closed her eyes desperately on the rare and intact sofa at home, and didn't intend to finish listening to his words, breathing very evenly.

And the sleeping appearance is very cute, so sweet that he can't bear to disturb her.

So he had no choice but to put on a hard face to clean up the mess in the house silently in the middle of the night, and then formed an adventure team with Mishima Yuki the next day under the terrifying dark circles under his eyes, and went further and further on the road to crusade against monsters. Far.

"What the hell am I doing..."

"Who am I...where am I..."

When he took out his credit card to pay the bill at the instigation of Mishima Yusae for the first time, Nakahara Nakahara, who felt that he had been cheated many times by the girl, began to wail like this.

"Oh, Mr. Chuya, didn't you say you were going to buy new furniture?"

Mishima asked, blinking her big, clear and innocent eyes, carrying several paper bags in her hand.

"Buying furniture is buying furniture... But Mishima, where are the clothes in your hand?! Why am I paying the bill?!" Nakahara Chuya exploded on the spot, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and the muscles in his right hand holding the credit card were tense , I was afraid that I would accidentally fold my important credit card.

"Then what can I do... Yesterday's battle made my baby's clothes dirty. If I hadn't promised Mr. Sen to assist the port mafia in investigating monsters, I wouldn't have needed to fight at all."

Mishima, who turned his back to Chuya, said in a pitiful voice, then turned around and stretched out his slender right hand, approaching in front of Chuya.

"By the way, before I went to bed last night, I found that the nail on my right finger was missing a corner. I really want to go for a new course of treatment—"

She chattered on and on about the names of "Port Mafia" and "Mr. Mori", one burden after another was placed on Chuya Nakahara, always reminding him of his responsibility to provide for the woman in front of him.

And he gritted his teeth and looked at the girl in front of him, wanted to get angry but didn't dare, and finally listened to her words and bought her a new set of clothes with a credit card——then it was more than that, he actually wanted to go shopping with her Yokohama's seaside promenade, buy her crepes...

Although he couldn't get angry seeing her satisfied with the crepes, but when he saw that his wallet had been emptied, even Zhong Yuanzhong collapsed.

"If this goes on... no matter how much this task gives me, it won't be enough..."

Nakahara Nakaya was slumped on the bench next to the seaside promenade, and Mishima Yuzai next door was still eating a banana chocolate crepe by herself, with a little cream on the corner of her mouth, she blinked and looked at Nakahara next door Chuya smiled mischievously again.

"Being able to stay with me for a day is definitely Mr. Chuya's money."

The girl smiled and wiped the cream on the corner of her mouth with her fingertips and cutely put it into her mouth, and Nakahara also glanced at her with resentful eyes under the brim of her hat, and hung her head tiredly.

"Aren't you curious, Mr. Chuya?"

"Curious what?"

"The mafia wants to hire me to help find an intelligence reward...do you know how much it is?"

The girl's voice was gentle and gentle, and there was a smile in her right eye, which was not covered by bangs, and Zhong Yuanzhong also met her eyes, his heart moved, and he choked again.

He... He really cares about how much this person, who even the BOSS asked him to offer, is paid for his work.Thinking of this, Nakahara subconsciously touched the brim of his hat, and stared at Mishima Yusao with curious eyes.

And the girl hooked her fingertips, signaling Zhongyuan Zhong to put her ears closer.

As for Nakahara Chuya, who was curious about the baby, he naturally did as he did.

So he carefully moved to the girl's side, so close that he could even smell the sweet fragrance of the girl's body, and he also felt the girl's lips slowly approaching his ears, and her hot breath brushed against him dangerously. Of course, she didn't tell him the truth at the first time, instead of telling him the truth at the first time, she was so naughty...

Chuya Nakahara's heart was also beating hard because of this intimate distance.

Then, he heard the girl whisper in his ear in a hoarse voice——

"The reward...you can buy the whole apartment for Mr. Nakaya at any time, the whole building."

She spoke cautiously, and Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked back at her with surprised eyes, and then looked at her in blank dismay.

Her pupils were as clear and beautiful as ever, and since he saw his reflection in her right eye that seemed to see through everything, Zhong Yuanzhong gradually lost his mind again.

Therefore, Mishima Yukao did not give up this intimate distance, instead, he lightly stroked the back of Kamichuya's hand, and blew towards him ambiguously——

"Speaking of which, Mr. Chuya, the two of us seem very ambiguous now, don't you...don't you think?"

The smile on the girl's lips is gentle and charming.

And he, had a cardiac arrest.

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