Kitty, don't run away! !

Recap

basement……

Director, you have to wait for me!

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The sky became darker and redder, and the rain, like blood and tears, fell on the running people from the distant sky, melting the sweat on their bodies and becoming salty.

The flames of death qi were drenched by the rain, not exuberant but not extinguished, probably because I was too persistent.

The basement of Russo's house is a long way from the church, and it is almost impossible to go back immediately, and I can't do it even if I try to use flames as a power source, so I can only run step by step.

When Rokudokoku hid Mr. Okita in the basement, I didn't know at all. When he and the man went upstairs to check, I still thought that the real Mr. Okita was taken away.Since Mr. Okita and the Russo couple were not injured, it means that things have achieved the expected goal, but why didn't you see joy on Liudao Mukuro's face?

There is just loneliness.

why--

Thinking was stopped by the dazzling red, the ground was covered with blood, mixed with rainwater and flowed to my feet.At the door with half of the door missing, lay five or six men in suits, and...Mr. Romario!

I rushed to them and helped Romario, who was still panting, "Mr. Romario, what happened? Why did you become like this?"

He coughed violently, spat out the blood in his mouth, and said slowly: "It's just a small injury, it's okay." He pushed me away, stood up slowly unsteadily, and supported the wall, "Boss is afraid of Bill's people." Come here again, so let me lead a few people to ambush here, but I don’t know when a man with white hair and red eyes appeared in the house, shouting for blood, and hacking with a knife in his hand, the brothers here It's just that those who were affected, and those who died there were all Bill's people. Mr. Sawada, I think he seems to know me, or he is the man you are looking for. It's all blood, isn't it..."

I didn't dare to listen any more, and ran out in the direction of the blood flow.

White hair and red eyes—isn't this what he looked like when he became a Rakshasa?It hasn't changed since we came to this era, why is it suddenly like this?According to Mr. Romario, the current Mr. Okita is in a state of being out of control, and it is very likely that he will kill anyone...

How to do?

The muscles in my legs are burning so badly, I seem to be reaching my limit after running for so long...

"Damn it!" He roared towards the sky, and then forced his whole body to increase his horsepower and run forward.It's just that after running around like this for a while, the blood stains disappeared.

The intersection divided by houses leads to different places, but where will Mr. Okita go?

Tsk!The super intuition actually went on strike!

Stopped, stood in the middle of the intersection and looked in every direction with difficulty.The flames were almost doused by the rain, and a faint flame burned awkwardly in his hand.A gust of bitter wind suddenly slid by my ears, rushing towards me with cold air and rain. I could only dodge by intuition, and my shoulder was scratched by the blade.

The visitor jumped down from the roof, with a weird smile on his lips, he licked his lips, slid his left hand over the blade, and rushed forward.

"Director..." I dodged his knife backwards, but still cut off the hair on my forehead. His knife was so fast that it could pierce the raindrops, and I was forced to a corner. I could only squat quickly. Going down to avoid the sharp blade, his knife was stuck by the hard wall, and he pulled out the blade with both hands, but he seemed unable to pull it out for a while.

Seeing an opportunity, I rushed forward and hugged his waist. Mr. Okita seemed to have tripped over a rock behind him, and fell downwards. As a result, Ju Yiwen Zezong was pulled out.

The flame was extinguished in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to touch his somewhat icy cheek. His expression was a little ferocious for a moment, and he heard the sound of a knife piercing the wind on his back, but he disappeared immediately.

Mr. Okita held the knife in both hands and was about to stab me in the back, but he paused strangely.

what happened?

I was a little shocked to see that Mr. Okita's hair turned from silver to wine red, and his eyes returned to emerald green, and I asked softly, "Director, are you alright?"

He blinked at me several times, looked at me and the surrounding environment suspiciously, "...Xiao Gangji?"

This title—Mr. Okita has recovered his memory? !

With an expression of surprise in her honey-colored eyes, she hugged Mr. Okita's waist, causing Mr. Okita to take a deep breath.

"Hiss——Xiao Gangji, it hurts so much..."

Hearing his words, I suddenly remembered that Mr. Romario said that Mr. Okita had a gunshot wound, so he let go of him quickly, sat on his waist and got up, but was pushed back to the original position by the palm behind him.

"Director?" She looked at him suspiciously until she saw his face filled with loneliness.

"Why does it feel like it's been a long time since I've been so close to you?"

He didn't know about his amnesia.

The warm liquid in his eyes mixed with rainwater hit Mr. Okita's face, which made him a little overwhelmed.

"Why are you crying all of a sudden...uh—"

I put my hands on his cheek and kissed him hard.

You don't know how I endured this time, you don't know that I always want to hug you like this, you don't know how much I crave your smell.

Souji Okita hugged my waist back, responding to the warmth I gave, the tip of his tongue slid across the sensitive gums with a fire-like impact, and then entangled with each other, inseparable.

……

The room is still the same room, but the mood is different.

That day, we were rescued by Skuvalo who caught up later, although we were still there when he came... He saw a blushing, and was complained by Mamon, "Look at them, if you don't work hard, how can you conquer the Boss?" Skuvalo was so angry that he swung his sword and slashed wildly.

So in the end we were brought back to Varian again.

As for the gunshot wound on Mr. Okita's body, he was indeed hit, but the Rakshasa state recovers quickly, and the bullet is not made of silver, but the bullet stayed in the body and healed the wound.

People from the Varian Medical Department said that this was the most difficult situation, and the bullet had to be taken out, so the place where the bullet was located could only be cut open and then stitched up.

The only headache was that the moment they cut it open, the wound healed again. Although they didn't understand why Mr. Okita had super-normal recovery power, it did bother them.The final solution was to let me stand beside Mr. Okita and watch them complete this seemingly difficult but surprisingly simple operation.

I don’t know why, but when I got close to Mr. Okita, the wound on his body healed much slower, and he would bleed like a normal person, so there was no hindrance to taking out the bullet. When I left him again, the wound would heal automatically, Eliminates the pain of sutures.

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The morning of autumn is always a little cold, but it makes people feel comfortable.The windows were open to the outside, and the chirping of birds could be heard from time to time, which was extremely crisp and clean.

I turned over on the bed and prepared to sleep for another hour, but a warm body squeezed in beside me. He stretched out his arms around my waist, and his back was pressed against his chest without a single gap.

It feels very reassuring, but it's a little hot.

I took advantage of the situation and leaned on his arms like this, although it was a bit hot, but I just endured it, who told him that he was Okita Souji.

Seeing that I was ignoring him, he lowered his head and bit my left ear, exerted a little force and then searched inside with the tip of his tongue.

"Pfft...haha, don't be like this, Chief, it's very itchy, hahaha——" I twisted my body to prevent him from touching my ears, then turned around and pressed him on the bed, and sat on his waist.

"Boss, do you know you're playing with fire?" I leaned over him and slid my hands down from my cheeks to my chest.

Mr. Okita grabbed my wrist, stopped my movement, looked into my eyes with emerald green eyes, and smiled: "Oh, I don't know when you like to call my name, Tsunayoshi~ "

Can't tell him about his amnesia.

"I just like you, isn't that a good reason?"

He was a little surprised at my frankness, his eyes widened and he sat up and hugged me, putting his head on my shoulder.

Unexpectedly a little heavy.

"Boss?" I didn't understand what he meant.

"Shh-"

This action lasted for nearly 10 minutes before he let me go, pressed his forehead against mine, and closed his eyes quietly.

Looking at him with some concern, he said slowly: "Director, why do I feel that something is wrong with you? Has something happened?"

The originally sad face suddenly laughed, he hooked my chin, and whispered in my ear: "Scared? Haha——"

"You did it on purpose?"

"Guess what~"

Seeing his disgusting expression, she reached out to cover his head, and bit his shoulder until it bled.

"Hiss—it hurts...Xiao Gangji, you are too cruel~" He grinned and twisted his face, a little funny.

"If you dare to go somewhere I don't know, I'll eat you right now!"

"Obviously he's just a brat—"

"Then you are a little brat who is more childish than me!" He leaned over and bit his lower lip, and put his arms around the back of his neck.

It doesn't matter whether what he said is true or not, because you always evade on matters of your own interests, and you don't want to hurt anyone, but you will always make others worry about you by making your own decisions.

Chief, as long as you stay by my side quietly, even if you have already left, I will chase after you or wait for you to come back.

Unless, you don't want me anymore.

...or I die.

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The day after tomorrow, we set off again for Japan.

Of course, Li Baoen followed this time, and nothing happened.

My father was still babbling as always, holding my head against his chest, almost out of breath.He did, however, worry about some danger to me.

I respond with a deep hug.

He was so moved that he wept.

I also know that this is a play, after all, he is Vongola's second in command.He just needs to know how I feel.

After boarding the plane, I sat next to Mr. Okita. He looked out at the sky and held the knife, as if he had lost his memory that day.

"Boss, when I go back, my mother won't be at home, can you - can you be my family?"

"Where did Nana go?"

"A place I can't find."

He didn't say a word, presumably he knew something.

"I belong to you, didn't I say it before?"

I looked at him with some surprise.

"You said let me wait for you to protect me, forgot?"

"Hehe, beating around the bush... Are you all hereditary—" There was something transparent in his eyes, burning hot, as if his cheeks were burned.

That home is not big, but it can let us sleep peacefully, and let us hug each other for warmth, which is enough.

Isn't it.

The author has something to say: this is the end of the chapter on amnesia, and the next is the chapter on the general secretary.