For such an unscientific existence of the ten-year rocket launcher, it would be a lie to say that I am not curious.Therefore, I was also excited to watch the fun, thinking that if I could see Tsunayoshi Sawada ten years later, maybe I could really judge who deserves support?If he is really an upright, firm and capable person as Kudaime thought, I will support him.At worst, fight a few more fights with Squalo.

With a heart of watching the excitement, I watched those two people scrambling for the ten-year-old rocket launcher from the sidelines.Unexpectedly, as soon as their hands slipped, the bazooka flew towards my head.

...I still can't move?What the hell, is this the bowl of Bai Suzhen and Fa Hai?Or the gourd of Monkey King and Jinjiaoyinjiao?

Streaming light scattered, alternating light and dark.When I closed my eyes and opened them again, there was a slightly desolate suburban scene in front of me.Several monotonous buildings far apart should be warehouses. As the evening approached, the clear sky showed some warm colors.

It was quiet and deserted, but out of the mafia's instinct, I found a bunker to hide and observe the situation. After waiting for 5 minutes, the scenery in front of me didn't mean to disappear, and I knew something had happened. moth.Speaking of which, it's almost time to reply to Squalo again, if he loses contact again this time...

Children, what a blessing you are asking for... I can't help it either!

I don't know if Squalo will change his phone number ten years later, even if he hasn't changed, will he treat me as a phone scam?Ten years later, the bazooka malfunctioned - that's not how comics are played!

With the mentality of giving it a try in case it works, I still dialed Squalo's cell phone number.Luckily the phone got through.

Then there were two beeps, and the other end hung up for me.

Unwilling to give up, I called twice more, but both times I hung up with a bang.

I decided to try one last time.

drop--

Picked up over there.

"——Bastard!!! No matter who you are, if you dare to use this number to tease me again, just wait for the whole family to be killed! Garbage!!!"

Familiar loud voice, familiar voice, but it seems to be a little hoarse, more ferocious and violent than before.I froze for a moment.

"Well, since you didn't change the number, why did you hang up on me? Squalo?" I didn't know, so, "Ah, the situation is a bit weird, but the fact is that ten years ago, I was hit by a magical bazooka and stayed here. I didn't go back after a while, so I miss you..."

"...Luna?"

"Ok?"

"Hey, you're lying... this kind of thing..."

"Ah? No, I'm really not a fraud! Then what, by the way, do you still remember me who bit you by the river!"

"...Luna, where are you?"

Good question, where am I?Looking around, I can basically confirm that it is Italy, but the exact location is uncertain.I tried to describe it to him, but I didn't expect that he said he knew just after mentioning those warehouses.

"Don't hang up the phone, wait for me there, I'll be right over. Don't go anywhere, don't run around, I really beg you—Luna!! Do you hear me!!"

"Ah? Ah, I see, don't worry..."

"—Wait for me to come!!!"

After ten years, the skill of this loud voice has not retreated but improved. I don't know if it is due to my fat sea and rock sugar pear water.I squatted behind the bunker, holding the phone in one hand and the gun in the other hand for alert. In addition to the current wind and birdsong, I heard the silent breathing of Squalo on the phone.It won't be long before he asks if I'm here.

This lack of security is not the same as it was ten years ago.

So, that is to say...

Ten years from now, I'm probably dead.No wonder he just started hanging up on me all the time.

"—Luna! Hey Luna!!"

"I'm here!"

I pinched the phone and poked my head out from behind the cover.

Ten years later, Squalo slammed to a halt.He kept panting, but the sword in his left hand was as steady as ever; his silver hair was still loose, obviously longer and messier.He was yelling my name on the phone just now, but now he just stood there stiffly, staring at me motionless.What is the expression on that face that has become more mature after ten years?

All I could see was the wind blowing his hair, and the night from the sky behind him.But what exactly does his expression indicate and mean... I can't say.

It's not a problem for Lao Zang to look at each other here, right?I thought about it, and decided to start like this: "Squalo, ten years later, you will grow your bangs longer, and it will look even better!"

Compliments help to make the conversation more harmonious.But I really thought so, and decided to let Squalo keep the bangs when I go back!Oh my god, it looks really good, the bangs are parted sideways, and it suddenly becomes a free and unrestrained slutty - not bad, I like this style!

Sorry Squalo, I fell in love at first sight with you (haircut) ten years from now.

"……idiot."

The ten-year prodigal Squalo responded so mercilessly to my enthusiastic compliments.I was about to argue with my reasons, when I saw this uncle rushing over in three or two steps, picked me up with one hand and held me in his arms.He hugged him tightly, and buried his head on the side of my neck. His cold face from the wind, hot breath, and tangled and messy hair were all placed next to my face.

"Luna, this time, I absolutely...I absolutely..."

He took a deep breath.

"Follow me, quick!"

The author has something to say: I thought about it, and I think 10+ Squalo is really miserable...

Try to end it as short as possible. This article is too long. It's not as crisp and neat as I thought. I'm not happy.

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