Anime: Ashura from Killing Akame

Lieri: What are you looking at?

Sunset: What are you looking at?

Lieri: Try looking at one.

Sunset: Just give it a try.

Lie Ri: Oh my, look at my bad temper. I'm going to punish you, you loser.

Sunset: Why are you pretending? Get out of here!

Lie Ri: Oh my god, you have no moral principles!

The scorching sun is forced to go off work, and the sunset working time is not long, but it is very popular among people.

It is not as long-lasting as the scorching sun, but it is more beautiful than the scorching sun.

It is not as dazzling as the sun, but it is warmer than the sun.

It didn't...

Under the afterglow.

Three figures, one big, one small and a dog, were running around intently in the deserted alleys.

With every action, there will be a few more injured perpetrators and victims who gain a brief moment of light in the world.

"It's getting late, Sailyu. Let's say goodbye now."

Tatsumi looked up at the sky at an angle of forty-five degrees.

The sunset is not dazzling, the angle is just right.

"Senior, are you leaving?" Sailu was reluctant.

"Well, you have understood the justice in your heart, and it is time for me to leave."

"Can you please not leave?"

If I don’t leave, will you support me?

Forget it, except for the 50,000 experience points that dropped at the beginning, there were no more drops later.

The drop rate is too low. I might as well go back and discuss some postures with Leone... bah, knowledge.

A warrior can pacify the world on horseback, and a writer can decide the outcome of the world with his pen.

He, Tatsumi, is determined to become a man who is both civil and military!

"Sailu, you need to walk the road ahead by yourself. I can only act as a guide. It's time to leave."

How dare a clean-handed man mislead a beautiful woman?

If he had more experience, he would have talked with Sailu all night about how to enforce justice.

But Esdeath's return is imminent.

Without the corresponding self-protection ability, Tatsumi feels insecure.

Although, he doesn't mind living off others.

But he has a bowl of rice now.

If I don't expand my appetite, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat so much food.

By the time you eat too much and die of overeating, you won’t even have a place to cry.

"Are you going back to Night Raid?"

"Yeah." Tatsumi was afraid that Cell would be stupid enough to cause trouble for the night raid like before, so he explained.

"You've seen what happened today. We can't just look at the surface of things when we think of many things."

"The same is true for night raids. Although they kill people, they only kill bad people, just like the bad people you and I killed today."

"Killing is not killing people, killing is protecting life. Killing them is to better protect those poor girls."

"Senior, I know what you mean, but that's not what I meant."

Sailu stood straight with a determined look in his eyes, and was about to continue speaking.

He was interrupted by Tatsumi.

"So what do you mean?"

"..."

In an instant, Saiyu was like a deflated ball, staring at Tatsumi with a gloomy look in his eyes, "Senior, please let me finish what I am saying."

"Okay, you go ahead."

"I want to join the night raid!"

"what?!"

"I want to join the night raid!"

"Wait, what did you say last time?"

Saiyu thought for a moment and said, "Can you please let me finish what I'm saying?"

"not good."

"..."

Saiyuu's expression instantly turned awkward, with a wronged look in his eyes, like a wounded fawn. "Why? Senior, I just want to join the Night Raid to help you and fight alongside you."

There was one more thing that Sailu didn't say.

Senior, you are my justice.

The goal you pursue is the direction I move forward!

Tatsumi pondered for a moment, then looked up at the standard 45-degree angle again.

Three parts profound, three parts light, and four parts strategic planning.

Leaving Sailu with a knife-like profile.

"Sieru, have we protected a lot of children?"

"Yes!" Sailu answered immediately.

"Then let me ask you, we are here today to protect them. What about tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow...?"

"Can you promise to stay by their side every day, every night, every moment?"

"I..."

"You can't!" Tatsumi gave the answer for Sero.

"The power of an individual is insignificant and is but a drop in the bucket for a country."

"The children we protected today are insignificant to the entire imperial capital. In addition to them, there are many children like them who are bullied every day."

"Not to mention other cities outside the imperial capital. As far as I know, discrimination against mixed-race people is even more serious on the western border. There are no guards there, and no one cares about their safety or even their life or death."

"Under the feet of the emperor, the imperial power is mighty. That is why so many mixed-race people of different ethnicities insist on staying in the imperial capital even if they are beaten and humiliated every day."

"Because only in the imperial capital can their lives be guaranteed. At least it's much better than the chaotic western border. They care more about staying alive than getting beaten."

After saying so much in one breath, Tatsumi felt a little dry in the mouth.

Sailu considerately handed over the kettle.

He drank it without thinking.

After drinking it, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and subconsciously asked, "Sailu, have you ever drunk this water?"

"Yeah." Sailu blushed slightly and nodded guiltily.

Forehead......

Indirect kiss?

It's interesting. I'm a tall and strong man with the aura of a protagonist, but I'm actually being plotted against!

Tatsumi returned the kettle to Sero without paying much attention to the matter.

Indirect kissing was originally a setting forcibly added by literary youths.

A trivial matter was colored with love.

Why not say that you breathe the same air as the goddess every day, breathing it indirectly.

Use the same brand of phone card as your goddess every day to indirectly access the Internet?

Rest at the same time as the goddess every day and go to bed indirectly?

"Saiyu, you need to look to the long term, not just the present."

"Think about it carefully. Are all these results caused by those who bully the weak or those defenseless children? No, it all comes down to the inaction of the upper echelons."

"If the emperor was willing to listen to the people and adopt their opinions, those children would never have lived such a miserable life as they do now."

"The goal of the night raid is to reform the upper echelons and change the current corrupt status quo from the source."

"This road will touch upon the interests of many people. It is difficult and tortuous, full of thorns and dangers. If one is not careful, one will die."

"Just like you did last time, you used distorted justice as a shield to defend corruption and killed those who held justice in their hearts."

"I'm sorry, senior. I was wrong..."

Tatsumi patted Cellu's shoulder and said, "I don't mean to blame you. You were just used. I know that was not your intention. After all, Cellu... is a kind child."

"senior..."

There were sparkling tears in Sailu's eyes, tears of emotion, as bright as pearls.

My heart was like a spring tide, and the feeling of being understood by my seniors came over me like a tidal wave.

She dove into Tatsumi's ring, hugged it tightly with both hands, and sniffed the intoxicating breath greedily with her nose twitching.

"Senior, no matter what you say from now on, I will listen to you!"

Tatsumi was slightly startled, a complex look flashed in his eyes, then he gently placed his hand on Celyu's head and stroked it gently.

He could understand Sailu's feelings at this moment.

From the collapse of distorted justice to the re-establishment of justice, and then to gaining his affirmation.

It is like a child who has done something wrong. After the parents point it out to him, not only do they not blame him, but they also express understanding and recognition.

It’s no wonder that Sailu was so emotional at this moment and made a hugging gesture.

She was extremely greedy for the reassuring feeling of being understood, and the deep attachment.

After quietly waiting for Cell to vent his emotions and adjust his state, Tatsumi continued.

"Seriu, the road to justice is long and difficult."

"Are you willing to help me?"

"I am willing!"

"Good boy." Tatsumi gently stroked Seryu's head. "According to the information I received, Esdeath will return to the imperial capital soon and recruit talents from all over the country to form a team of imperial weapon users in order to counter the night raid."

"Sieru, are you willing to take the risk and join this team to help justice?"

"Senior, I am willing!"

Seleu's voice was full of determination.

The afterglow of the setting sun is like a beam of warm light, gently sprinkled on the faces of the two people, as if covering them with a layer of golden gauze. The delicate brushstrokes outline the contours of the two people, making their faces appear clearer and more moving.

The man asked, "Are you willing?"

The woman replied, “I do!”

In this situation, if you pair it with a suit and a wedding dress.

Tatsumi thinks that getting married right there is no problem.

The two hugged for a long time, until Tatsumi felt his hands were about to be calloused, and then Sero reluctantly let go.

"Sieru, remember, safety is the most important thing."

"If you feel you are exposed at that time, don't hesitate, run away immediately."

"You don't have to worry about fighting alone with no one behind you, because... I will always be your strong support."

Tatsumi handed over a small card with an address on it.

Sailu took the small card with both hands, his face solemn, as if he had accepted some sacred mission.

"By the way, Sailyu, do you want to hear some good news?"

Tatsumi suddenly remembered that Sero didn't know that Ouka had faked his death.

If I tell Sailu now, maybe I can get some experience points?

"Senior, tell me."

"Oka is not dead. I saved him."

"Oh, really? I understand, Senior."

"No, why are you so calm? That's your master Ouka, aren't you surprised?"

Seeing the silent Tongzi and the calm Saiyu, Tatsumi suddenly felt that he had spoken for nothing.

"Senior." Saiyu raised his head, and Tatsumi's face was clearly reflected in his orange eyes as bright as sunflowers. Those small eyes seemed to be completely occupied by Tatsumi.

"In my heart, you are far more important than Master Ouka. You are like the scorching sun, and I am the sunflower, always following your light!"