[Comprehensive] It's the end of the world again

Jean Kirchstein felt that sometimes the differences in human behavior in different environments could actually be greater than the behavior of odd species.

For example, a certain contemporary student who was a bit timid but undeniably had a very useful brain and was able to calm down and make plans in dangerous situations—

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

There was another muffled and mysterious sound that seemed to be collapsing from the quilt on the next bed.

Rang Sheng took a look at the time.

Damn it's been two hours, don't you feel bored?

He thought about it, and felt that he still needed to sleep tonight, so he tried his best to gently throw a pillow over there: "What have you been struggling with since just now, hello!"

The roommate who was hit violently lifted the quilt like an explosion——

"...I want to kiss him!"

Jean who didn't expect to blow up a heavy mine at all: "...huh?"

But the person being asked was obviously more confused than him: "...huh?"

The two of them stared at each other for a while, and the blond investigator collapsed and buried his head in the quilt again as if he suddenly realized what he said: "That's why it's so strange!"

Jean was stunned for a moment, and then slowly smiled, which made him look a little evil: "So do you have a girl you like? Are you investigating the Corps?"

"No, no, no, no!" Amin raised his head and waved his hands in panic, his eyes were wet like a small animal being bullied, "No...no!"

"Come on, who hasn't liked a girl before." Jean thought of Mikasa's beautiful side face and gentle long hair, but soon the other party's image in his mind changed to something close to "Allen is me." The expression written on his face could not help but feel a little vicissitudes, but he quickly grasped the crux of the matter, turned over from the guardrail and sat next to Amin, and poked the quilt, "How is she?"

"...It's different..." The blond boy underestimated in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter," Jean Zhengse said, "Is she investigating the Corps? Is it a contemporaneous student? Or a senior?"

Amin rubbed his hair violently suddenly——to startled Rang, Rang patted Amin's shoulder with a tangled expression: "...the more you think about it, the more confused you become, why don't you say it and let the bystanders analyze it? "

Amin's mind was full of mud, which made him unable to think. The threads and clues that were usually very organized seemed to be entangled in a ball.

Hearing Jean's words, he looked up at his roommate as if he had caught driftwood, almost evading and wanting to leave everything to others, but his prudent rationality made him struggle a bit: "... …Is it really possible?"

Jean nodded solemnly - he swore that he definitely used the most righteous expression in his life, "I am a fan of the authorities."

Come on, he was so curious that he couldn't hold back!

After about a long time, this brainy soldier took a deep breath, and whispered in a very low voice as if it was difficult to speak: "...is a very gentle...a very good senior..."

Let the corners of his lips tense and nodded exaggeratedly, but the blond soldier who was completely unable to think could not see it at all, he was immersed in his own emotions: "He... is very powerful, I... and Alan and Mikasa are very Longing for him..."

They know each other?Han Jisang?Han Jisang is indeed very smart and worthy of respect, and also has great strength, or is he the senior of Levi's class?

"But today..." Amin opened his mouth with difficulty, his expression was embarrassed and pitiful, "...I want to kiss him."

"...Maybe earlier, I was thinking so."

Maybe it was when that person opened his eyes again, but looked at him in a daze and wept.

After a difficult investigation, Jean suddenly shines, gentle and powerful, Petra's senior in Levi's class!This gentle and firm woman is exactly the same as Amin's description!

Amin fell into rage again, but the way this gentle boy vented was to lick his hair: "But it's very strange! How can I have such bad thoughts about my senior!"

Jean, who consciously grasped the truth, showed a bewildered smile: "How could it be strange? It's not strange that the senior is so good and yearns for her." The soldier of the new Liver class thought for a while, deeply I feel that the roommate who is also the successor of Levi's class can successfully get close to the water, "but the question now is, if you look forward to her because of her strength, will she have the same idea?"

That's right, Senior Petra's admiration for the strongest soldier captain of mankind is almost as brightly written on his face as Mikasa's protection of Allen. This is an extremely realistic problem.

"I...I don't..." Amin scratched his hair, and then buried his head in the quilt in a breakdown: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a familiar gentle voice passed through the heavy door very easily, "Go to rest early, don't worry about tomorrow's affairs, Erwin will take care of it."

Keenly noticed that the people huddled next to him suddenly stopped motionless, the silence that seemed to completely evaporate the sense of existence in an instant made him inexplicably aware of a trace of strangeness, and he responded to the people outside the door from a distance. After saying 'Sorry, Chief Igwu', a ray of light suddenly exploded in his mind.

gentle... strong...

He turned his head stiffly to look at the roommate who didn't want to face reality at all and chose to pretend to be dead and played it very thoroughly. He seemed to be able to hear the 'click' sound coming from his neck.

He suddenly... had a bold guess.

The protagonist outside the door didn't realize the earth-shattering inner world of the two little devils behind the door—all his thoughts were spent on how to fool the military police, and he didn't do what he wanted to leave after getting Jean's response.

There was silence inside the door for a while, someone opened his mouth softly and asked cautiously, "Is it...?"

The blond-haired survey soldier relaxed the subconsciously tensed muscles just now when he heard the sound of footsteps going away. He raised his head slightly and let out an 'hmm'.

Let your mouth be cheap!Jean can't wait to go back to the corner where he knocked himself out and put on a sack just now to make do for the night, and he doesn't want to take on this emotional bad debt that even the 104-period brain can't figure out.

But if the hornet's nest is poked, it's poked, and the hornets that fly out can't be stuffed back, can they?

So Jean-Emotional Master Kirchstein bit the bullet and said, "He's a man!"

Jean: ...what am I talking about where am I and what am I doing?

The already timid 104 Brain Master looked like he was about to cry.

The emotional master shook his head vigorously, saying that this time is not a retracement: "...he is your guardian!"

Jean: ...No, actually what he wants to say is not this sentence, do you believe it==

Obviously, the roommates and classmates who looked even sadder didn't believe it.

It's only three things, Jean coughed lightly, and the word gentle appeared on his expression. He patted Amin's shoulder: "And how do you know if he has a girl he likes?"

... Forget it, he gave up, maybe he is really not good at persuading people ==

It seemed that suddenly a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and the messy brain gradually became clear. Amin seemed to regain his reason from this unreasonable anxiety and struggle, and gradually began to think.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the central nervous system along the spine, he shivered slightly, and then the boundless and dense sense of shame groaned in the depths of his consciousness.

He was pulled back all of a sudden.

"...He said he would always take care of Nanaba."

It was during their meal once, Mrs. Rita mentioned, that she had heard the solemn promise made by the strong but gentle soldier to the dying Survey Corps chief.

"...until death inevitably comes."

His care and protection of Nanaba is almost as undisguised as Mikasa, and everyone who sees them together will show gentle and appropriate teasing.

Everyone felt they were going to come together.

A Ming breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and suddenly felt that he was entangled in a very ridiculous and insignificant matter. He turned his head and looked at Rang, whose expression was even more entangled than his own, "Thank you, Rang."

I don't know why this guy suddenly became normal: "...?"

"Sleep." Amin threw Jean's pillow back on the bed next door, "This matter is not over yet, the appearance of two giants in issue 104 will definitely attract the attention of the military police, and the existence of Yong Igwu is also due to this incident." Things have been exposed—although I think Captain Erwin may have done it on purpose, but no matter what the reason is, since all participants were forced to stay in the Wall of Hina, there will definitely be a follow-up judgment on this matter. "

When he mentioned that name, he didn't even move his eyes.

Such calmness made him seem even a little unnatural.

Let always feel that something is wrong: "You..."

"Whether you can keep Alan depends on tomorrow." Amin raised his eyelids, and there was a calm and gentle blue in his eyes. "Compared to this, nothing else is important."

unimportant.

he said to himself.

The next day, the Central Military Tribunal opened again for the matter of human beings turning into giants.

But this time, Alan Yeager, the son of the giant, fell into a coma due to excessive consumption and did not appear in court. President Darius Zachary tolerantly expressed his understanding, and then shifted the focus to the giant in the 104th training session body.

"...Two soldiers with the power of giants have been discovered in the same period, and Reinhardt obviously has some understanding of the power of giants. Before the investigation is clear, the central government will isolate the entire 104 training soldiers, El Do you have any objections, Ving Smith?"

Erwin: "No."

"Okay," the presidential marshal on the highest seat put down the document, "Now, we need to understand another thing."

The gendarmes standing on the seats opposite the survey corps raised their guns behind their backs in unison.

The investigator who was locked by all the guns smiled bitterly and raised his head. The old man on the high seat had a kind face and looked like a serious and generous ordinary elder, but his eyes were like a cold snake. You can smell the astringent and urgent breath from the tip of your nose.

"Igwu," the president smiled gently, "are you a soldier who swore to give his heart to mankind?"

The soldier straightened his spine and pressed his right fist against his heart: "Yes."

Let subconsciously turn around and look at the companions around him.

The man who said it was unimportant stared blankly at the gray-haired soldier, and a sinister artery snaked out of his neck because of holding his breath for a long time without knowing it.

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