[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

Cheng is standing in front of Vongola’s current leader at the moment, and at the same time there are Vengley’s advisors outside the door—the leader and the outside advisors each hold half of Vengola’s major decision-making power. When they reach an agreement, What is held in the hand is the entire fate of Pengo Lie.

So even though she was not in a very formal occasion, Cheng still didn't let herself be too relaxed...not to mention that she came to apply for permission to act.

After Cheng made his request, the chief of the Nine Generations did not reply immediately. He pondered for a while, and then cast his usual loving eyes on Cheng, as gentle as looking at his little daughter.

"That's why you decided to leave school early, right?"

"Yes."

she replied.

"I want to get more deeply involved in Valia's actions." Cheng paused indistinctly, "to detect the slightest anomaly as early as possible...if necessary."

"I understand your thoughts and determination, Cheng, this is indeed a reasonable application."

The nine-generation leader continued.

"However, I think there is no need to be so anxious about Valia's matter."

"what do you mean……"

"You still have a mission in progress, Cheng?"

This time it was Sawada Iemitsu who responded to her, he patted the girl's shoulder with a smile...for the time being, he restrained his strength.

"Until you pour out all the secrets from that white-haired kid, the mission can't be regarded as a successful completion!"

Cheng didn't expect that Jiaguang would suddenly bring up Bai Lan's matter, but she quickly realized that she had indeed paid too much attention to Valia and Xanxus, especially when everything seemed to be calm.

And Bai Lan has been acting the same except for being a little too lazy recently (in view of his skyrocketing sleep time), and Cheng almost thinks that he is just an ordinary, age-appropriate teenager.

But that wasn't the case, he was still the person that even Pengo Li was afraid of.

So Cheng honestly admitted his mistake.

"Sorry, I was negligent."

"I'm not blaming you." The leader of the Ninth Generation shook his head lightly, "I think some things may only be done by you, that kid didn't even hide his goal - he really cares about you so much Ordinary."

He concealed his smile, and the wrinkles all over his face were slightly relieved, but it made people feel his majesty as the leader of Pengo Lie more vividly.

"Cheng, it may be dangerous to allow you to contact Blanche, but there is no doubt that this is the most direct and effective way."

As he spoke, his tone gradually softened.

"However, if you want to withdraw from the mission, I can also..."

"Do not."

Cheng met the gaze of leader Peng Gelie.

"As you said, some things are best for me to do."

"Since that's the case, let's put Valia's matter on hold for a while, and it won't be too late to fulfill your accusation after you get out of your body."

Sawada Iemitsu concluded.

"After all, before you take over my job, you still have to serve as Valia's advisor for quite a while."

Cheng froze for a moment, then smiled wryly.

"No... Pengo Lie's position as an outside consultant is still..."

"Speaking of it." The words of the nine-generation leader turned the topic in another direction, "It's tonight, the last holiday before the end of this semester."

Although at first he was confused as to why the other party mentioned the school, but after thinking about it for a while, Cheng roughly understood the meaning of the words of the nine generations of leaders.

"You mean the school dance in the evening?"

"Yes."

Seeing the surprised expression on Cheng's face, the old man couldn't help laughing.

"Are you surprised that I know this? After all, this is the school I built for the children. Cheng, for you, this will also be your last dance there-go back, instead of throwing Time wasted on an old man like me..."

He waved lightly.

"Why don't you go dance with some of the other young people."

"Come to think of it, I didn't go to last year's school prom."

Cheng said.

"If I remember correctly, I was in charge of a certain aftermath of the assassination team that day."

She looked at Xanxus... very rare, the latter was absently reading a roll of mission applications.

"What about you, Xanxus, did you go to the school dance?"

Xanxus quickly exhausted his interest in finishing the application, he casually left a mark or two on it, and then threw it aside.

"Stupid question."

"I think so." Cheng said unsurprisingly, "Since entering school, you can count the number of days you have attended with two hands... But if you missed this year's prom, you will have no chance in the future."

She pursed her lips and smiled.

"Don't you feel sorry?"

Xanxus stopped opening another mission book, and turned his gaze to Cheng.

Gaze is weightless, but even when he looks calm, Xanxus' gaze can make the person being watched feel a real sense of oppression and fiery temperature.

The tyrant of Valia suddenly laughed, and almost at the same time, he threw the confidential document in his hand into the wine glass.

The wine splashed on the side of the glass, and the paper was suddenly soaked. Xanxus stood up and stretched out his hand to the girl in front of him.

"If you want to dance, you can do it anytime."

Cheng raised his face and took a little time to understand what he meant. When she hesitated to put her hand in the opponent's hand, Xanxus had lost his patience, so he simply exerted a little force, brought the girl into his arms, and then He turned on the gramophone behind him.

The vinyl record began to rotate slowly, and the beautiful classical music began to flow from the ruby ​​stylus.

Cheng couldn't help looking at the phonograph, it was elegant and old, and it didn't fit in with the owner's style, so that Cheng always thought it was just a part of the room's decoration——Suddenly interrupted by the action of approaching, Cheng took it back Looking at her, she found that the man in front of her was frowning slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with the diversion of her attention.

"Don't get distracted."

He whispered, clasped her fingers, and started the dance.

Cheng was surprised again.

She knew that after coming to Vengley, Xanxus had also learned various social etiquettes, but compared with the power he could master, he always dismissed these things.

At this moment, he is leading the dance, his attitude is still lazy and contemptuous as usual, Cheng knows that this is a kind of ease and ease, and he is more skilled than she imagined.

"I thought you didn't like this kind of thing." Cheng said with a smile, "I've never seen you dance in public social occasions."

Hearing her teasing, xanxus added a quick inner spin in the dance steps, and seeing Cheng showing a somewhat flustered expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised an arc, but her dark red pupils fully reflected her face.

xanxus said.

"I hate swapping partners."

Cheng couldn't help but laugh at such an answer.

"Xanxus, you are really, in every way, a domineering and tough person..."

Xanxus didn't answer immediately, he noticed that as the two moved, their shadows spread under the lamp and were slowly climbing onto the wall.

Then the two silhouettes overlap each other, like the most intimate cuddling.

"It's just..." he said, "I don't want to give my things to others."

The man named xanxus is powerful, arrogant and arrogant at the same time, so that he has been stubborn and determined to think that he should have many things.

For example, flames that symbolize power and anger, such as Vongola's throne.

and also.

The girl he was looking at.

Perhaps due to nature, she will unconsciously give tenderness to many people, but it doesn't matter, in the end she will still not belong to other places, or to other people.

Whether it's her smile or her tears, her joy or her pain, it's in his nature to want to be completely in control and to own her, so she will be his.

First, he would snatch her from the current weak "Vongola".

When the song ends, the dance also ends.

"The school dance party is about to begin." Cheng glanced at the clock, and then said to himself, "Isn't it better to go there once..."

"Do you want to go?"

Xanxus said calmly, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"...Well." Cheng thought for a while, then nodded, "Let's take it as a kind of farewell."

Xanxus was slightly touched by the word "farewell", and after a brief moment of weighing, he decided to be magnanimous once in a while, and it doesn't matter if he makes some minor changes in his plan.

"Then go."

He said.

Then, it's time to let go of those things completely.

"A bug that's been a little bit around the corner lately."

Lusilia walked in front of Cheng and walked through Valia's front hall with her.

"It's better to have a cadre to act with you." He turned his head and smiled at Cheng, "After all, you are our important advisor."

As he was about to walk towards the garage, an unexpected person stopped them.

"I'll see her off." Squalo tilted his head, "Go back, Lusilia."

"...It can be."

Surprise only stayed on his face for half a second, Lusilia's tone did not change, but in a place Cheng couldn't see, his expression changed subtly.

"You know what the boss means, Squalo?"

He threw the car keys at the other party, and when Squalo raised his hand to catch it, he said meaningfully.

"Don't lose her."

"..."

Squalo's eyes briefly made contact with his colleague, and then both looked away.

"I know."

He turned around without hesitation, as if he didn't intend to wait for Cheng, so she had to say goodbye to Lusilia in a hurry, and then trotted after him.

"Squalo..."

"Wait for me here."

Squalo didn't look back.

His footsteps became faster and faster, and the distance between himself and Cheng became farther and farther. After entering the dark garage, he put away the car keys that Lusilia gave him, and took out another black key .

Cheng stopped at the same place, and she watched the other person's back gradually disappear. After waiting for a while, Cheng heard the heavy roar of the engine.

The voice gradually drew closer, and when the ray of light pierced the darkness suddenly and Cheng had to avoid its sharp edge, the roaring voice like a wild beast had already come to her.

Cheng got used to the light, turned around, and Squalo, who was straddling a black heavy locomotive, threw her a helmet. His long silver hair shone brightly under the harsh light, just like the light of his sword It feels beautiful and sharp.

"boarding."

Squalo said.

Cheng was stunned, but still lifted the corner of her skirt and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle with some difficulty, then she couldn't help asking: "Why..."

"Because it's faster that way."

The young swordsman replied briefly.

"Hold me tight."

Cheng quickly understood what "this is faster" meant.

Squalo took a different route than usual—not only unfamiliar, but also a bit dangerous, so tight that it was not big enough for large vehicles to pass through—but it was a shortcut anyway.

After going through a wild gallop, until the car stopped for a while, Squalo turned to look at her, Cheng remembered to let go of her waist.

"Just here."

He looked back at the noise and lights not far away and said.

"Don't waste too much time, I'll wait for you here."

"I can go back to the apartment by myself."

"..."

Squalo was silent for a moment.

"The place you want to go back to is Valia."

Squalo stared at Cheng's face, maybe for a moment, Cheng was confused, but she quickly and naturally interpreted the sentence in the most gentle and bright way, the mist cleared from her eyes, and she smiled again stand up.

"That's fine." She said, "I haven't confirmed the latest mission execution in detail yet... Well, I have to tell Bell first before I stay overnight."

"Do you really regard yourself as that guy's guardian? Even if he looks like a child, he doesn't need to rely on anyone to survive."

Squalo said.

"He knows how to survive by fighting and pillaging..." He looked away, "just like the other Valya."

"Just because you can live alone, doesn't mean you don't need anyone."

When Squalo heard her say that, he couldn't help but want to refute, but Cheng had already brought up another topic.

"Aren't you sure you won't come in with me?" she asked. "Isn't this going to be your last school prom too?"

The auditorium not far away was surrounded by lights, and they were standing under the shade of the trees at the moment, the moon was hiding behind the clouds, the meager light, like the unfinished human voice, made the place darker and quieter.

"No need," he said. "The so-called student days are meaningless to me."

"That's difficult." She smiled and frowned slightly, "I still want to ask you to dance with me at the end."

Even though she said that, she didn't seem to intend to leave any regrets for herself, and within a few breaths, Cheng made a decision.

"Just dance right here."

She raised her wrist, but the person she invited showed a vague embarrassment.

"……I can not dance."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

Today's moonlight is a bit dim, and the fine stars shine on her skirt, but her eyes are more beautiful than the stars.

"Please take my hand, Squalo."

So, was it the stars or the twilight that bewitched him?

The moment he held her hand, he saw his own shadow in Cheng's eyes.

So Squalo suddenly understood that there had never been any external objects to blind his will, and what was whispering all the time was the voice in the deepest part of his heart.

Slowly, she moved, as soft and light as stepping on a cloud, even the people guided by her forgot to worry about their own jerky and clumsiness.

There is no audience and melody, only the shallow breathing of the two people and the gently turning shadows. The moon gradually reveals its face from behind the clouds, so the moonlight moves, making the intersection of light and dark more distinct.

Cheng walked out of the shadow of the whirling tree unconsciously, and Squalo followed her, but when the first ray of light fell into his eyes, he accidentally shattered a dream.

Squalo let go of her hand and stopped.

Cheng couldn't help looking at him, he was standing where light and shadow meet, the moon's brilliance flowed on his silver hair, but his shoulders were shrouded in shadow.

"Cheng, I'm leaving."

he said softly.

"Luceria is right, it will not be very peaceful recently, don't go back to the apartment for now, go to other places you think are safe."

"So, Bell..."

"I'll take him back to Valia."

"What about me?" she asked. "Can't I go to Valia?"

"Bell belongs to Valia. He has nowhere else to go but Valia."

Squalo smiled lightly.

"But you are different, Cheng."

He said.

"There are places you can go, places you should go, and many more..."

Squalo stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something.

But in the end, he just gave Cheng a light nudge, towards a brighter direction.

"Go, Cheng."

Xanxus didn't seem surprised when Squalo returned to Valia alone.

"Why didn't you bring her back?"

He even seemed calm when he questioned his subordinates.

And Squalo had no intention of defending himself.

"I disobeyed the order." He knelt down on one knee in front of the leader and lowered his head, "Please give me the corresponding punishment..."

Before he finished speaking, xanxus grabbed his long hair and forced him to raise his face.

"I know what you're thinking."

Xanxus' red pupils showed a sarcastic smile.

"Do you think this will change anything?"

He said.

"No, you just ruined the special seat I prepared for her."

The leaders of the Nine Generations looked out of the window for a long time, as if they were looking at the moonlight, or they seemed to be simply immersed in thinking.

The tea he put in his hand was already cold, and Sawada Iemitsu couldn't help breaking the silence.

"boss..."

"Ah, Jiaguang."

He came back to his senses, but it seemed that he hadn't completely escaped from the thoughts just now.

"I'm thinking... Even if Xanxus becomes the leader of the tenth generation, Cheng, who will take over the position of consultant outside the sect, will definitely be able to lead him on the right path..."

"Sorry, boss." Sawada Iemitsu interrupted him without hesitation, "This is impossible."

"...That's right."

The old man smiled wryly, abandoning his fantasy and unrealizable assumptions.

"If anyone was really wrong," he said wearily, "it wouldn't be those two kids."

Iemitsu Sawada wanted to say something, but he didn't speak at first.

Now it's pointless to argue about right and wrong.

"Xanxus shouldn't hurt her, but just in case, I entrusted reborn."

he sighed.

"In any case, she shouldn't have been drawn into the blunder between me and xanxus."

"Hopefully everything works out in time."

"It's too late."

Xanxus said.

"I will launch a rebellion, and then kill the current leader of Peng Geli." He smiled coldly, "or I will be killed—in any case, she should watch all this."

Squalo said nothing.

"Who do you think is on the wrong side?"

Xanxus let go of his hand suddenly, allowing the opponent to fall heavily to the ground.

"The leader of the Nine Generations is right, and she seems to have been right all along."

he whispered.

"Sometimes, I think I hate her too."

"When I saw her smile, I imagined many times what it would be like when those eyes were full of pain and tears of regret flowed from them."

Unfortunately, now he probably couldn't see how she fell into despair a little bit.

"Then just wait."

he thought.

Wait until blood and betrayal cast shadows on Vengley and Valia, and a new order is born from the flames...

Even though he didn't know that he was wrapped in layers of chaotic hatred and anger at this time, but he was still beating tenaciously like a heart—whether the core that loved her would continue to fight or go to destruction...

But at least then, he was either dead or already had her.