After being expelled by Xiongying [Comprehensive]

"...I'm, uh, somewhere on a rooftop in Tokyo? Hahaha, it's a place I've never been to before." The young man's short flaxen hair fluttered in the night wind, occasionally falling softly over his eyelids, and down. For a second, he scratched his soft side face.

Holding the camera with one hand, Shishu Tatara tucked his bangs behind his ears, and continued with a soft smile, "Today is the fifth day of the new year, around nine o'clock. The weather is sunny, cloudless and windy, the temperature is suitable, just wear The windbreaker jacket is not very cold. And——

"Seven days away, Ah Saki has been away from home for two years."

The young man seemed to be amused by what he said, and he leaned against the stairs sheltered from the wind and laughed for a while before turning the camera back to the starry sky and exhaling a cloud of white mist: "Everyone in Barbara misses you very much, Misaki and Fushimi I also tried to make cookies at noon... Well, although I didn't dare to try it."

While adjusting the data of the video, Toku Tara talked to himself like a chat, "I don't know when you will come back, a lot of things have happened in the past two years-ah, by the way, at this time last year, Yabu Luo also briefly formed an alliance with Xiongying."

The young man adjusted his standing posture in the cold wind, and babbled to the little girl who didn't know where he was, "The main purpose of forming an alliance is to fight back the attack of the enemy alliance. Tokyo was not peaceful throughout last year; the person in charge of connecting, Munakata from scepter4."

"Recently the situation has stabilized a lot," Ten-beam Tatara hecked his cold fingertips, and continued, "The young leader of the enemy alliance is trying to negotiate peace with the Hero Committee recently, and I have heard a little about him... Sure enough, there are many hardworking people in the world.”

"If you go back to Japan now, you might be able to continue your studies." Tosuta Tara laughed softly, "Xiongei attaches great importance to you, and once told Kusanagi in private that 'Oda Saki will always be a student of the Hero Department' Woolen cloth."

"Since it was said in private, why would brother Shishu know—you must want to ask that?" The gentle young man with short flaxen hair raised his eyebrows slyly, "I'll keep it a secret for now, and I'll tell you when you come back." .”

"Okay, the chat is over." Shishu Tara picked up the tripod thrown at his feet, and held the camera steadily with one hand, "The next thing is today's main task-this kind of antique camera, I don't know if it can be used. Latency... out of memory is bad."

Toku Tara temporarily looked away from the screen, which was not as big as a palm, and muttered, "Find a place with a good viewing angle to fix it...Tokyo is indeed a city made of steel bars and empty wires~"

"Hey?" His eyes touched the silver-haired boy leaning against the railing. The young man paused for a moment while looking around, showing a friendly and warm smile, "Hello, it's okay for a child to be here so late!"

The silver-haired boy turned his head when he heard the sound, with a smile on his face as well: "Ah, I didn't expect to be here—you are the ten bundles of Barbara, right? I'm not a child."

The jacket on the boy's body was blown up violently by the night wind, his voice was sharp and deliberately raised, and his smile was exaggerated as if he had pulled it out forcefully.Ten bunches of Duoduoliang's heart skipped a beat, and he clenched the tripod in his hand quietly: "I don't seem to know you...?"

"Because it went so smoothly, it's rather boring." The silver-haired boy took out a pistol from his pocket, like playing with a harmless pencil, "Actually, this is the first time I've met you—so why do you have any complaints?" , all facing 'Oda Saki'."

The boy's final tone of voice forced him into a frenzy, and at the same time he pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The silencer suppressed the blasting sound to a minimum, and hit the young man's thigh with a cold smell of gunpowder smoke; ten bunches of tatara knelt on one knee in pain, gasped and looked up at the other party: "You... "

The boy's smile pulled into an incredible arc: "Remember my face, and then, go to hell."

"boom!"

"puff--"

The sound of flesh and blood being crushed merged into the wind, calm as a god of death swinging a knife carelessly - ten bundles of Tatara leaned against the sundries behind him, holding his chest for a long time and couldn't breathe for a long time.

The young woman in a black turtleneck bent over and squatted down, pressing with one hand on Ten Douliang's bleeding right leg wound, lowering her eyes and saying in a hoarse voice: "Don't be nervous. Relax."

I was almost killed just now.The young man wanted to laugh, but he was pulled back by the severe pain before he could make a sound.

So why do you have to run out in the middle of the night alone?Oda Saki sighed sadly, and spread his right hand to press the entire wound: "Brother Tosu, I'm offended. It may be uncomfortable, but please try to hold back." You did it.

"This is the first time a girl touched her thigh," the flaxen-haired young man was pale with blood loss and pain, and joked with a smile, "Ah Saki is responsible—it hurts!"

The green light spots floating in Oda Saki's hands suddenly condensed into thorns, which burrowed into the oozing wound like life.

"Okay." The girl with emerald green eyes withdrew her hand, and casually wiped the blood that hadn't dried up on the black boots, blending with the blood that had begun to coagulate.

Oda Saki got up and took two steps, bent down to pick up the pistol that fell aside; then turned around, and stepped on the young man's weak chest with a peaceful expression: "Hello, let's get to know each other temporarily, I am Oda Saki When you hear it, take a breath."

Ten bunches of Tatara moved over with the tripod in hand, and reminded him friendly: "Well, is he really still alive?"

"I kicked the chest," Oda Saki said, "Are you kidding me?" "It's not the head. Brother Tosuka, human beings are very strong creatures—ah, look, he's out of breath."

Which one is more deadly, the chest or the head? In fact, it is really hard to say... Shiji Tara looked at the bloody, broken shoulder and neck of the silver-haired boy, and fell into thought.

——That's right, the Oda girl who fell from the sky kicked the boy with the gun in the chest and kicked him back to the railing.

The ferocity of Oda Saki's kick is indescribable.If you had to describe it with ten bunches of Tatara, it would probably be smashing a sharp boning knife into fresh ribs; the ferocious smell of flesh and blood mixed with the embarrassment of broken bones made people feel frightened.

The green-eyed girl's expression was very peaceful, like asking for directions on a busy road, she was calm and polite: "I think you should know the difference in strength between you and me by now, then we can start the normal interrogation gone."

Concerned about concluding the case, Oda Saki grabbed the blood-stained boy by the collar and made him lean against the railing behind him.The girl with emerald eyes calmly opened her right hand, and pressed softly on the man's bloody neck.

The green light spots gradually spread out, wrapping around the boy's neck; at the same time, the face of the boy's life hanging by a thread gradually recovered.

"First of all," Oda Saki put the muzzle of the gun on his heart, calmly, "name."

The silver-haired boy felt that she was clutching his throat with one hand—the kind of grip that pierces the flesh and pinches the esophagus and trachea.The boy trembled and responded: "Tu, Tufang... No... Takeda..."

"Okay, Takeda-san," Oda Saki didn't get angry, just put the muzzle of the gun on his shoulder and fired, and continued calmly, "Second question, who ordered you to attack Shishu Tara?"

The silver-haired boy was about to cry, and he choked up and said loudly: "Yes, it is the King of Silver! Weitzman, the King of Silver!"

"Okay, Silver King Weitzman." Oda Saki turned his gun and shot him in the stomach, calmly, "The last question, why did he kill ten bunches of Tatara?"

The boy's fearful eyes: "For, for provoking Chiwang and Xiongying—ah!"

"Sorry, my hands shook a little." Oda Saki retracted the muzzle of the gun that was pressed on the boy's thigh, calmly, "I am not dissatisfied with your deceitful behavior, but I am a little angry, mainly because I am reflecting on the integrity of our country educate……

"And the sense of social responsibility that unemployed people should have."

——Almost at the moment when the sudden change occurred, the green-eyed girl who was squatting on the ground threw the pistol backhand, and firmly grabbed the white smoke-like twisted creature that grew out of the boy's head!

"Impossible! Impossible!" The white smoke kept changing its shape, with a sharp voice, "Why did you catch me! Impossible!"

Oda Saki pulled out the leg of the overalls that was pressed into the boots, took out a pistol that was obviously smaller than the conventional size, and aimed at the screaming white smoke without saying a word: "Actually, I can not only catch If I hold you, I can still kill you—are you surprised?"

The scarlet bullet pierced through the white smoke, as if being swallowed by something, the scarlet color fell to the ground; at the same time, a black hole appeared on the body of the white smoke creature, leaking ink color under the cover of the night. spot.

"Impossible! Impossible!" The strange creature screamed sharply like a broken old-fashioned repeater, twisting and deforming, and finally solidified except for a fox-like shape, "Impossible! Impossible!"

Oda Saki is willing to help others: "True knowledge comes from practice, and there are only three things. May I give you another one?"

The white smoke fox immediately confessed and fell silent.

"Okay, let's make sure,"

Oda Saki moved away the boy who was temporarily placed on his lap, felt his pulse, and turned to continue to interrogate Smokey Fox, "The new colorless king has abilities similar to possessing; the entity is unknown, and he traveled around before becoming king. In the Russian region, right?"

"Actually, I was forced!" The colorless king did not hide his self-consciousness from his allies, "I was forced! The silver king and, and the green king! And the red king and the green king! The gold king also It’s not—ah! Ahh——!”

Before he could finish his words, the green-eyed girl calmly raised her hand and poured all the remaining bullets into it; the colorless king screamed, his white mist-like body twisted and twitched, and quickly turned into a piece of The black light spots faded in the night wind on the roof.

Shishu Tatara stared blankly at the little girl who skipped the interrogation and went directly to the execution stage, and didn't recover for a while.

Oda Saki stuffed the mini-pistol back into his boots, leaned over to hold down the boy whose life and death were unknown on the ground, and raised his hand to turn on the micro-communicator next to his ear—then he was almost deafened by the roar on the public channel.

"What's the matter with you! You wasted all eight bullets in total! V Shipping doesn't have that much money to squander on you!" Philip roared angrily and almost crawled out of the earphones, waking up the prodigal Saki Oda with a punch, " You are going to die of anger - woo woo woo! What are you doing!"

"Oda, can you hear me?" It was probably Dorothea who violently suppressed the furious blond dwarf, "Philip is just too worried about you. You are indeed a little reckless this time. It was agreed that it was just a test of the 'Reverse Current' What about the river'?"

Oda Saki smiled: "Sorry... the experiment is temporarily canceled, I will send my friend back first."

"No problem." Dorothea said straightforwardly, "Then let's go back first, and contact later?"

The huge billboard on the opposite side of the roof flickered, and the cold white light cast into the girl's emerald green eyes, bringing out a flowing, cold blue color; communicator.

There are too many things happening in front of you, and each one seems complicated.The victim of the criminal case, Shiju Duoliang, leaned on the railing with a tripod, thought for a while, and decided to ask a more important question: "Is this child still alive?"

The suspect in the criminal case, Oda Saki, did not answer immediately, but focused on pressing the silver-haired boy's chest.

The green light spot overflowing from the girl's palm gradually spread until it covered the whole body of the silver-haired boy, as if drawing a green light curtain on the unconscious victim; Liang: "Huh?"

Ten bundles of Tatara: "That...man just now? Why did he come to kill me?"

"Instigated by someone." Oda Saki stood up and walked to the young man with a face full of indifference, raised his arm across his shoulders, "Didn't he say it? In order to provoke Barbara and the other seven kings contradiction."

Important content is avoided.Ten bundles of Tatara did not continue to ask: "Is it the colorless king?"

"This 'it' is well used." The green-eyed girl praised, "Yes, it is the newly appointed colorless king. He was a heinous serial murderer in his lifetime. Decades ago, in order to pray for eternal life to vampires, he died in Europe. Over there as human crumbs, abducted and sold."

Toku Tara was shocked by the unfolding of the incident: "Huh?"

"Later, I accidentally became the colorless king in Japan," Oda Saki put the handicapped ten bundles in a place where he could sit comfortably, "I wanted to turn against the vampires of my old club, but I cherished life too much because of the scum...should be promised What promises will come to charge."

"Is that so..." Tokuta Tara raised his head, looked at Oda Saki, who was dressed in a black sweater, black pants, and black boots, and was dressed for money and murder, and asked with a tentative smile, "So, Azaki went back to Japan to hunt down his?"

Oda Saki took two steps, jumped up to the top of the stairs easily, and responded with a raised voice: "Let's say that! But it's time for me to come back—does your wound still hurt? Brother Shishu!"

"There's nothing serious about it." The flaxen-haired young man looked at the little girl who jumped down from the top of the storey, "but I'm a little embarrassed...you must have heard all the words I babbled to myself. .”

The little girl with green eyes hooked a black handbag, put on a light-colored windbreaker, and joked: "Wow, is it really okay to be so straightforward? I'm going to save some face for Brother Shishu Woolen cloth."

Oda Saki threw the bag on Tokuta Tara's lap, straightened his belt and walked towards the boy lying by the railing.

The light spots around the victim of the criminal case have faded by half, leaving only the neck and shoulders that have not dissipated.Oda Saki checked the recovery status of the innocent boy, knelt beside him on one knee, and after the light spot disappeared completely, he patted the little guy's cheek lightly.

The young man who had just experienced a medical miracle snorted, and slowly opened his eyes in bewilderment: "...Huh?"

"Hello? How do you feel?" Oda Saki skillfully put on a good-hearted face, "You just passed out here, young people, please pay attention to your health, do you need me to take you back?"

The silver-haired boy hasn't recovered yet: "Dark, comatose... I remember that I clearly... don't... Ma, can I trouble you?"

Shishu Duoliang sat next to him with great interest, watching the little girl who had been away for two years in a criminal case comfort the victim boy in twos and threes, and even received several times of sincere thanks from the other party before sending the boy downstairs——I couldn’t help but Feeling that time flies.

"Okay," Oda Saki picked up the black velvet handbag, bent down and directly picked up the ten bunches of Princess Tatara, "Now I will send you back. To be safe, you should sleep on the sofa of Barbara today. I can rest assured that Mr. Zhou Fang will guard the house."

Ten bundles of Tatara: "Hey? Hey hey? At least discuss it, and change the way of carrying it a little bit——"

Twelve thirteen.

In front of the bar 'HOMRA', a black car stopped slowly.

The man sitting in the driver's seat rubbed his temples tiredly, unfastened his seat belt, turned his head and shouted softly, "Kushina, we've arrived—"

"Shh." The little girl with the ponytail pressed her index finger to her lips, and quickly stopped the guardian's next words.Naomi, who was lying on the little girl's lap, snorted vaguely, was stroked soothingly by the little girl, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Saku Le covered Tsuji Nami's ears with one hand, while gently pushing the sleepy Anna Kushina who was leaning on her shoulder: "Anna-chan, wake up, you're already home."

Kushina rubbed her eyes and sat up straight, grunted a few times unwillingly, covered her face like a kitten, and buried herself in Sakura's shoulder again.

The little girl with dark brown ponytail hugged the white kitten and smiled helplessly.Saku Le looked at Aizawa Shouta again, and gestured for him to open the door from the side, so that he could hug the drowsy little guy.

Today, the four little girls ran to Xiongying to attend the farewell party for the graduates of Class A. A group of people tossed and tossed until eleven o'clock.The little princess of Aizawa's family first called her mother to confirm the stay with Xiongying, and then the whole group walked together stickily to send Anna home.

After Aizawa Shouta carried the little princess of Barbara out of the car, Anna woke up limply; the little girl who suffered from color discrimination disorder due to special abilities grabbed Aizawa's clothes and motioned silently. He lets himself down.

On the other side, the oldest Saku Le also settled the two sleeping guys, and got out of the car with the door half open.

Saki Le stood still in front of Anna, and stretched out her small hands to carefully arrange the little girl's plush cloak.The two little girls got together and exchanged a few words in a low voice before Anna obediently grabbed Aizawa Shouta's clothes again.

The second oldest girl under the name of Aizawa Shouta wore a gentle low ponytail, her cheeks were soft and childish, and her eyes were warm and peaceful with the same color as her hair.

The little princess of the Oda family pursed the corners of her lips with a smile, and her sideways face looked a bit like her sister who ran away from home. She was the cutest and most sensible appearance of a girl of her age—if you ignore the bruises that spread from the back to the neck Ferocious burns.

The man knelt down, patted the heads of the two little guys, and said in a deep voice, "Ku Ming. Let's go."

"Goodbye, Anna." Saku Le took Anna's hand, shook it and then quickly let go, "I'll wait for the teacher to come back here. If Naomi wakes up in her arms, it might be scary if no one is by her side."

The little rabbit of Wuwuluo hummed softly.

Aizawa Shouta took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it between his lips, but he did not light it, but walked slowly towards the door of HOMRA following the pace of Kushina Anna.

Anna doesn't like being led by unfamiliar adults, and the teacher of the Energy Conservation Department doesn't intend to get along well with the little girl, so she just let her maintain such a vigilant and trusting state.

The little princess of Barbara stood on the highest step, standing on tiptoe to hold the handrail of the bar by herself; Aizawa Yuta subconsciously bit the filter of the cigarette with a little more force, and finally got a bit of adult consciousness, ready to step forward to help .

"Is it... Anna?" A soft female voice came from behind the two, with the familiarity and tenderness that had penetrated two years——

The girl with emerald eyes was standing at the door of HOMRA with ten bundles of tatara on her back, looking at the two of them with a smile.

The street lamp in the early morning fell on the corner of her windbreaker, trying to curl up the nostalgic and heart-wrenching arc.

The author has something to say: Sure enough, I still can't finish writing (.)