[Comprehensive] I don't want it anymore

In the dead of night, when people kill and set fire.

"You really want to do this?"

The indistinguishable voice slowly sounded, it was extremely clear in this night, but it only made people feel the coldness flowing in it.If ordinary people hear it, they will probably shudder involuntarily.

But his partner is naturally not afraid.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed young man smiled, but this night covered his deep eyes.

"I didn't expect that one day I could hear Fei Tan asking me such a question." He said with a smile, his voice light and light, but no one could distinguish the deeper things in this smile.

Fei Tan glanced at him coldly.

The knight looked back indifferently, still smiling, and there seemed to be black flames beating in the bottom of his eyes for a moment.

"Don't you want him to die?"

he asked with a smile.

——These two people have been in the brigade for a long time... Although they can't be called close friends, they can be regarded as companions.At this time, their interlaced gazes were deeply meaningful, and the atmosphere fell into a weirdness and silence that had never existed before.

This has never happened before.

It’s not that their previous relationship was so harmonious that there was never any conflict, but Xia Ke and Fei Tan are not responsible for the same aspects. If there is less communication, there will be fewer disputes and conflicts; With a delicate and appropriate personality, he will not easily get into trouble with the members.

The second is that although the brigade group prohibits private fighting, they are all vicious people after all, and they can't suppress their temper at all.If there is something wrong, just do it directly. After being persuaded, according to the rules of the brigade, toss a coin to decide whose point of view the two follow.

For those who have good endurance and hold grudges, it is impossible for two people to be companions. Until now, one of them has long since lost his bones.

So, who could have imagined it?

One day, the members of the Phantom Troupe will fall into such a weird atmosphere, and they will appear to be trapped in love that they have looked down upon the most—although they don't know it, let alone admit it.

Even just because of one person.

——An existence that they would definitely regard as dust and dismiss it on weekdays, and until now it can be destroyed by lifting a finger.

Beauty is indeed a terrible thing.

"Would you like to keep him?" He asked again with a smile still on his face, his eyes were still so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, "Don't you want him to die?"

Such an understatement, but what he said was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

He lowered his head again and glanced at the young man on the bed.

The fundus of the eyes is dark and unclear.

——If it wasn't for the inexplicable thoughts, still wanting to stay in this town, and wanting to maintain the last bit of illusion... It is impossible for the members of the Phantom Troupe to use this method of killing, but Unabashedly letting his blood stain the always clear sky of the town red.

He really had this thought.

...only to be dropped by him in the end.

He is not afraid of being an enemy of the world, let alone the lives of ordinary people in this small town, but he has to care about the eyes that the girl might look at after the killing spree.

——If not, this guy would definitely be decapitated when he talked to Sakuragani Rie, especially when he showed that unconcealable admiration in his eyes.It's just that the girl doesn't like this guy, and the knight's desire to possess becomes stronger and stronger, and it's hard for him to tolerate other men coveting his possessions.

Maybe the blood will splash on that soft face, just dragging his girl to his side from the clean and clean.

The blond young man thought casually, his eyes were still faintly cold.

Seeing that Lie's performance during the day was good enough, he reluctantly accepted to give this guy a better ending so that he could leave more happily.

He felt that this was already a rare kind of tenderness for him.

As for Feitan.

...There's no way he could have stopped this.

In terms of bloodthirsty, Feitan is never weaker than him; as for his opinion on this matter... If Feitan had no objection, would he come here with him?

Fei Tan, who asked such a question, might have more cruel and cruel thoughts in his heart, such as whether killing him directly would make this guy go too happily or something.

After all, he loved torture so much.

The knight sneered silently, but he couldn't tell who the smile was aimed at.

Fei Tan looked at the vague figure of the knight in the middle of the night.Probably because there is no girl around him, and this person no longer hides his repressed temperament, that kind of gloom is the most authentic appearance of a person from Meteor Street.

Isn't that the case?

Whether it's him or yourself...

No matter how you cover it up or how you disguise it, it can't change the fact that they are the flowers of evil that bloom from the darkest and coldest soil, using boundless blood and flesh as fertilizer.

He raised the umbrella silently, and the tip of the umbrella reflected a sharp cold light in the moonlight.

"Shh!"

Almost at the moment when the tip of his umbrella was pierced, a thin, white and almost transparent thread pierced through the window, and wound around Feitan's umbrella tip. Young man's throat.

The two turned their heads together.

The purple-haired woman pursed her lips slightly, her expression indifferent.

His eyes were as cold as water in such a night.

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"Good morning, Miss Sakuraguchi."

"...Good morning."

It is still a polite and polite greeting.Even she was a little tired at first, but when she saw the man, she instantly woke up.

She pursed her lips.

"Mr. Kuroro came very early today, did you want to drink something on a whim?" Everyone who came was a guest, Sakuraya Rie reminded herself, trying to maintain a calm smile as much as possible.

And the smile on the lips of the man with black hair and black eyes is always unpredictable.

"Why did Ms. Sakuragu think of this?"

"Mr. Kuroro is really good at joking, this is a tavern, what else can I think about?" This level is still manageable, and the brown-haired girl's expression is not disturbed at all.

"But it's boring to say that."

Kuroro's smile deepened, and his tone seemed to be sighing—his voice is very pleasant, and his tone has a different kind of beauty. If you are a person who loves literature and art, you might feel that this person is reciting poems, " Ms. Sakuragu, why don't you think about it, maybe I came here because of you?"

"Because of me? Because I can pour wine and serve plates?"

The smile on the girl's face remained undiminished, but she made complaints without hesitation.

——Since the two sides have almost talked about everything, and as the deadline for survival is approaching step by step, Sakuragi Rie has a taste of letting go of herself.Just like now, from time to time, I would say a few casual jokes.As for whether these people will take it to heart, find it funny or be offended... none of her business (.).

"Shall I get you your usual drink?"

After making a complaint, she usually acts as if nothing happened, and her expression is still gentle and peaceful.This kind of attitude can even make people feel that she didn't say that sentence just now, it was just her own illusion.

Kuroro nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Sakuraguchi."

...Ah.

"Then... I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first, Mr. Kurolo."

A transparent goblet is placed on the table, and the wine is a beautiful golden red, swaying in the glass.Kuroro shook the cup gently, smiling as if thinking about something, and didn't raise his head until he heard this.

"Are you in a hurry? I have something else I want to talk to you, Ms. Sakuragu."

"..."

Then you didn’t talk about a bunch of nonsense before (.).

Ha ha.

"what's up?"

"Ms. Sakuragu's friend is called... Hebrew, isn't it?" He asked her with a smile after a short silence, with a thoughtful and troubled look.

"...What you want to say has something to do with him?"

calm down.

Absolutely don't show any strangeness!

Sakuragani Rie even tried her best not to show any abnormality in her breathing, only showing a little surprise and puzzlement just right, "How did you get involved with him?"

"It's not that I want to have anything to do with him."

Kuroro shook his head with a smile, his eyes were firmly fixed on her face, as if he didn't want to miss a little bit of her expression and eyes, "But there is no way, who made my team members a little reckless after all? Although knights will fight with Feitan It really surprised me that we acted together."

The girl fell silent.

...she felt like she had nothing to say.

"Don't worry, Ms. Sakuragu, he's not dead." Kuroro's voice was gentle, "You should thank me for that, otherwise, you'd probably see that young man's body today."

"What does Mr. Kurolo mean...do you want me to say thank you?"

She couldn't describe her feelings well, she only spoke softly.

Her expression was still calm and indifferent, but if she looked carefully, she could see that she was slightly absent-minded.

...she doesn't care.

At least not totally indifferent.

Realizing this, Kuroro slightly showed a smile that was almost satisfied and got what he wanted, and his deep voice once again vividly portrayed their identities at this time:

"You know I don't want a thank you, Miss Sakuraya."

He gently grasped the girl's wrist and pulled her to his side.

And she didn't realize it.

"I will only help you this time... as a reminder, if there is a next time, I might do it myself. If Miss Sakuragu cares, then a smart person like Miss Sakuragu knows what to do ,Yes or no?"

In the last sentence, he lowered his voice, as if a demon was whispering in her ear.

"After all, I don't like to see any unsightly people around Ms. Sakuragu."

The brown-haired girl was silent, just looking at him quietly.

"...I see."

She only said something in such a soft, almost flat voice.

—No love, no hate.

Although it is not the first time for her to experience this kind of thing, no matter which time it happens, she will always have a desire to express emotion from the perspective of a bystander.

Probably for these people, the seven emotions and six desires are distorted and paranoid, so even if they really like the weak in their eyes, they will only express it in the way they are used to and make ordinary people fear.

No, maybe they don't realize they like it at all.

...After all, their worlds are so different, how can they be expected to be judged the same way?

The author has something to say:

The longer you spend with each other, the more deeply you will be affected by [Fu Jiang]'s ability

For example, if it is a chivalrous man who has known Li Hui for three days, although he also likes her very much, he will naturally accept Li Hui as the property of the entire brigade just because of the pure love for objects.

But for the current chivalrous man, although he doesn't want to admit his subconscious mind and refuses to accept it, he has indeed developed a true desire for exclusivity that liking should have, and he also regards Lihui as more important than he imagined.