present to the lord

Time passed quickly. Apart from dealing with the cabinet ministers all day long, he was quite busy with the handling of important affairs and the division of interests among the major factions.He is not a person who likes to play tricks. Although he sees things very clearly, he is rarely stumbled by such things that require planning.

As I have said, he is quite self-indulgent and presumptuous. This time he obediently started his career in politics, mainly because he wanted to recover as soon as possible. He did not want to continue dragging this sick body in the next world.

Spitting out the blood in his mouth, the teenager gently wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and then rubbed the blood on it with his fingertips: "Is this the medicine?"

He put the reagent in the glass in his hand and looked at it. The clear liquid medicine didn't look very special, but it was such things that created many 'monsters'.

……

It is already early winter, and the time is gradually approaching.Fan Haoran leaned against the fence beside the road, breathed out white mist, his nose was a little red from the cold.It had been a long time since he had felt the physical discomfort brought about by such a temperature change, especially when his body was still sick.

"Xianyuan ten students are really leisurely." A man in a black thin coat strolled closer, with short fluffy black hair and such a handsome and gentle face. Along the way, many female students looked back with blushing faces.

"You are so slow." Fan Haoran combed his hair back with his fingers, leaned against the cold iron railing, leaned back, looked sideways, "Kill."

"Ah, you can't blame me for this. As a normal human being who has lost twenty yards of speed, my speed is already very good." gentle.

"Obviously you asked me out, but you actually made me wait for you for nearly half an hour. Are you trying to freeze me to death?" He closed the small heater in his hand. It was stuffed by Murakami when he went out. His subordinates have completely become his full-time nanny, which is really not flattering.

A smile flashed across Sha's eyes when he saw the stove in his hand, and he said with a smile: "Murakami really cares about you."

"Hmm." With a noncommittal smile, Fan Haoran, who was already 1.8 meters tall, walked forward with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Kill Teacher~~~! Ten~~~~!!" Many people shouted from behind.

Looking back, it turned out that the students of Class E were rushing over like locusts crossing the border, with bright smiles showing their big white teeth.

"Did you call?" Fan Haoran asked softly, he looked at those guys who had grown up wonderfully.

"Master, I saw that you were always alone, very desolate, so pitiful, that's why I called them over." Sha blinked his eyes as if he was extremely innocent.

Everyone came running from a distance, without even taking a breath, they all stared at Mr. Sha who had turned into a normal human being, and couldn't help but think back to that night.

The night of the graduation season.

Every student in the class climbed onto the teacher's body and pinned down his tentacles.This is the most concerning of the few weaknesses of Mr. Kill.

——As long as all the tentacles are suppressed, there is absolutely no ability to resist.

The tearful student hugged the scarred yellow tentacles sadly, sobbing silently. The light blue-haired Nagisa Shiota rode on the body of Mr. Kill, holding the special dagger tightly in his hand. Holding the dagger, I couldn't help trembling.

Sha lay on the dirt with a gentle face, conducting the last roll call of Class E. Every time a name was called, these children answered with a painful face: 【To! 】

"Ahhhh——" Chaotian Nagisa's face was full of tears, and his chest seemed to be filled with tearing pain. He screamed and raised his dagger, aiming at the crescent moon under Teacher Kill's collar, which was the heart and weakness of Kill.

"No, you can't raise the dagger with such a mood, Shioda-san." Killing a soft tentacle lightly tapped on the side of Shiota Nagisa's neck, feeling pity and helplessness.

Chaotian Nagisa suddenly calmed down, his face was still full of tears but he had already raised a smile, a clean and pure smile, he looked at this powerful and gentle mentor who taught them: "Farewell, Teacher Killing."

He placed the point of the dagger on the crescent of his tie, and thrust hard.

"Boom——!!!" The whole of Tokyo suddenly shook violently, accompanied by deafening explosions and sparks, which attracted tens of thousands of people in Tokyo to look up under the night sky, panicking and panicking.

And Fan Haoran, who had just given the order, sat on the helicopter and hung up the phone. Looking at the situation below, he felt ashamed. When he got down the ladder, his cold gaze swept over the students who were suppressing and killing them one by one.

"You guys, did you take what I said before as a deaf ear?" The plain words were enough to hurt the bones, and the sharp eyes finally fell helplessly on the body lying on the ground without any resistance.

Going over, he overturned Nagisa Shiota, who was riding on Shasha and almost stabbed the dagger into his heart. The action was rough and impatient, and he knelt beside the big octopus, poking his big round face with his fingers.

The weak Shiotian Nagisa was rolled over ten meters away by this kick, and the clothes that were intact because he was killed and protected all the time were only dirty at this moment: "Oh!"

"Hey, is it okay?" Fan Haoran patted the side of Kill's face with the back of his hand.

"Ten, I'm still awake." Sha moved his tentacles.

Fan Haoran lowered his head and looked at him earnestly: "Then, I will collect the trading items directly."

"Okay." Sha nodded, and then looked at the night sky of Tokyo in confusion, just like the boy lying in the alley a year ago, looking at the stars in the sky from a narrow place through layers of darkness.

The combination of killing and medicine is almost perfect, with a fusion degree of 90.00%, such a trading item is already very rare in this world.

All the members of class E were filled with the pain still clogged in their hearts and their own insignificant powerlessness. They were surprised to see a blob of pale yellow light like dots of fluorescent light floating out of Mr. Kill's huge yellow body, as if the strange It's as if his body will disappear along with the fluorescence.

However, the fluorescence gradually gathered in the boy's palm, and the yellow octopus lying on the ground gradually revealed its human appearance.

It was a black-haired young man, unexpectedly handsome, with a gentle smile.

It was the gentle smile of being the tutor of Class E after losing the title of the first killer 'Reaper'.

"Can you still move?" Fan Haoran put away the trade item and said, "Well, look at you... Murakami, I'll leave this guy to you."

Murakami, who has been on the sidelines, is not surprised by the above unscientific phenomena. It can be said that he still knows a certain ability of his boss.

Hearing the orders from the superior, Murakami's very capable command staff lifted the man on the ground who had recovered to a normal human into the helicopter, and then asked someone to send a group of Class E students back.

"Don't worry, they will be delivered safely. If this matter hadn't been intervened on their own initiative, it wouldn't be where it is now." Fan Haoran saw that he seemed to be a little worried, and patiently explained to him.

This is indeed the case, no matter how strict the monitoring is, Kill is still blocked on the school grounds of Class E on this day and cannot escape. He has clearly explained to the group of brats, but unexpectedly, his plan was disrupted and he almost came to the school. Late.

"Ah... I know, as long as you are a classmate from Xianyuan, you can rest assured about everything." In his heart, Xianyuan Ten is a very incredible young man. Opportunity, heart, wrist, vision... everything in him Everything seems very strange to kill.

"What about you, what are you going to do next?" Fan Haoran was sitting beside his stretcher, half-turning his body and asking, his eyes full of concern, "They have already advanced to higher education, and everyone's path is different..."

He looked at the killer lying there and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Yeah." Sha closed his eyes, a little sad, but more relieved, "I know this too."

The incident about "the earth will be destroyed by monsters in March" was solved in this way, and the big explosion that shook the entire Tokyo that night was also perfunctoryly excused by the cabinet ministers who praised peace as a "scientific research accident".

The whole matter was completely dealt with in June, which naturally included a talented young man like 'Xianyuan Ten' who was pushed out of the Japanese cabinet and political circles, and handed over all power in his hands.

Sha didn't inquire about the twists and turns, but he could vaguely perceive the complexity and some dirtyness in it.

He couldn't help but think of the boy's expression and tone when he said "suspend school". Such a young man, just because of such a ridiculous thing, would never turn back, and that ridiculous thing was himself...

He felt a little sour all of a sudden.

"Why such an expression." Fan Haoran picked up a handkerchief and covered his mouth and coughed twice, his fingertips were a little blue from the cold, this is just the weather in early winter, but it is already too cold for a body like his, " It's too cold, I want to eat hot pot."

"Hot pot? It looks good to eat hot pot in this weather~" Akabane put one hand in his pocket, his hairstyle is still the short short hair from many years ago, and the light pink color is ambiguous just by looking at it, "Don't you think so, Nagisa Chaotian classmate~?"

After so many years, the 1.6-meter Nagisa Shiota stood in a group of big and tall people like a lamb, and he gritted his teeth secretly for Akabane's 1.8-meter height.

After carefully seeing the purple fingertips of the students in Xianyuan, he nodded immediately: "The hot pot is very good."

Others were chatting enthusiastically, and the street was passed by this group of people, many of them looked back.

As soon as everyone sat down, Fan Haoran immediately asked for a glass of warm water, and swallowed a lot of pills with the water.

Kill looked at him slightly tilting his head up and swallowing, his divine light dimmed: "Your body."

Just as Fan Haoran swallowed those bitter things and was about to speak, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.

"You're really on time, Murakami." He touched his forehead helplessly, and put the meat slices into the boiling soup.

"Then have you taken the medicine?" Murakami's serious voice came from inside. Although it is no longer a relationship between subordinates and subordinates, Murakami has always been worried that this young man who used to be his immediate boss is now a free full-time job nanny.

"Drink, let's eat hot pot outside, do you want to come over after you're done?" As a perfect neighbor, Fan Haoran opened his mouth to invite, and by the way, scooped up the already cooked sliced ​​meat with two chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth without fear of burning .

Akabane on the side was naturally unceremonious, quickly picked it up, and snatched away what was on Nagisa Shiota's plate by the way. Nagisa Shiota had short arms, stared and continued to work hard, and Akabane continued to bully, very happy.

After hanging up the phone, Fan Haoran smiled at Sha: "It's nothing, I guess this body won't live past twenty, but that fellow Murakami insisted on me taking medicine. Tsk, it doesn't work."

Hearing the words that he won't live to be twenty, killing his hand holding the chopsticks, his internal organs seemed to be burned for a moment, that feeling...

"How could this happen!" Shiota Nagisa was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks.

"Pfft——" Fan Haoran actually laughed out, feeling that he seemed a bit too much, "Cough, what's the matter, you have to die sooner or later. It's no different between my death at 20 and your death at [-]. Relax, come on. Come, eat meat~"

For Fan Haoran, eating meat and drinking alcohol is the most comfortable thing. He raised his head and drank a glass, sighing heartily.

"Mr. Chaotian, why don't you drink?" He stretched out his arm, and a glass of wine was already handed over.

"I, I don't drink." Shiota Nagisa shrank his neck back.

"Hey~~ Nagisa, as a teacher, how can you not drink." Akabane put his arms around his shoulders and forcefully poured him a glass.

Nagisa Chaotian coughed and said, "Cough! Just, cough! It's the teacher...cough, so I don't drink!" His face began to turn red.

Akabane looked at him coughing and blushing with a half-smile, put the wine glass he poured just now to his lips, took the rest into his mouth, and swallowed.

Fan Haoran was watching the show from the sidelines, obviously he was the one who brought up the matter, but he just watched from the sidelines, and even raised his brows and smiled and winked to the sidelines, the meaning of which was obvious.

Sha Hanxiao nodded and did not speak.

If students can be happy, is it a man or a woman, what cares about it.

As he thought about it, he inadvertently glanced at the young man who was coughing while clutching his handkerchief.

— Can't live past twenty...