[K] Shoot Zhou Fangzun

Ogata broke off his fingers holding her wrist tightly one by one, and then firmly held his hot palm with his left hand.

She stared at his golden-red pupils, smiling gently and calmly.

"Guard all the members of Homra with a powerful force, even a dangerous guy like me is willing to shelter, even if you are on the verge of losing control, you will first care about the safety of others-do you know that you are firm, brave, silent but Be proud, no one will resist being your follower."

Zhou Fang reluctantly endured the violent energy, and the overflowing flames left tiny scorched marks on the window lattice.

Ogata put down the beer can that was no longer cold, and put his cold palm on his irritable and dissatisfied eyes, "Calm down, venerable, think about what you hold in your hands and what you desire to protect. "

The huge and restless flame shadow shrouded her, and the blue eyes were still as calm as water.

"The burning fist is not empty. It is a precious thing that is tightly clenched in the hand." She softly comforted the Red King whose energy was becoming saturated, and slowly let go of the left hand holding his palm.

Zhou Fang's breathing gradually stabilized. Although majestic power was still brewing, it was accumulated in the body thickly and full, and it was no longer roaring and surging like before.

Ogata slowly let go of his right hand, his eyes were still glowing with golden fire, but his gaze towards her was obviously much clearer.

Looking at each other quietly for a long time, Zhou Fang said with a hoarse voice, "There will be no next time."

He stretched out his hand, paused for a moment, but obeyed his will, and carefully pulled out her long hair that was suppressed by the neckline.The slightly cool hair was entangled with the hot fingertips. He was a little greedy for this smooth touch, and gently pulled her hair strands to pull her closer.

The still warm palm caressed her side neck, and Ogata looked at him with some surprise.Zun's pupils returned to the silent amber color, he lowered his eyes, and asked hoarsely, "What do you want?"

Zhou Fang's frowning was reflected in the soft green pupils, Ogata stretched out his cold fingers, and lightly tapped on the back of his hand.

There was still that soft smile on the corner of her mouth, and her tone was soft and tender, "I want to stay, I want to watch you, even if it confuses you, I don't want to leave. If I can relieve even a little bit of your pain, I will It will be an honor too."

The man sneered mockingly, tightened his fingers slightly, and strangled her throat again with this forceful gesture.

He raised his eyes slowly, with a stern look on his face, and his voice was deep and hoarse, "Pity? What right do you have to have pity on me?"

Ogata sighed softly, helpless and soft watery light floated in his eyes.

She smiled, "I'm not pitying you, King Chi, this feeling is more appropriately called envy."

She stretched out her hand to press the position of her heart, looked into his eyes and replied, "You know, my lord, there is something living here that is trying to rob my life."

The heavy and viscous heartbeat, the healthy and pacing heart is tightly bound by the Saxony tree of life, and the steady and calm heart sound is infinitely prolonged.Ogata could feel those tiny branches extending in her body, and they gradually merged with her body, turning into blood vessels and bones in another sense.

Treebeard is absorbing her vitality, extracting her energy to feed the growth of the Tree of Life. Although it is not enough to threaten her daily actions for the time being, if things go on like this, one day she will become an empty shell.

"I have no choice, and I don't know who to turn to for help. Since even S4 judged my remaining life to be only a few hundred hours, I think... maybe there is no possibility of a miracle, right?"

"Although I am afraid of death, I am even more afraid that those wishes will not be fulfilled because of death." She held his wrist, stared at him, and whispered: "I am not as weak as you think, so you don't have to worry about hurting me. I don't have the ability of Mr. Tosuka, and I don't know how to suppress the restless flames, all I can do is stand here."

"Zun, this is my heart, without any other thoughts, like Anna's dependence on you, Hatta's admiration for you. I just want to stay by your side, or... I want to stay by your side, to be Everyone accepts that in the last period of my life, I want to get as close as possible to those beautiful things that I yearn for."

"Although I very much hope to be recognized, but I know that in such a short period of time, Zhou Fang will definitely not be able to fully trust me. Therefore, it is understandable to be treated like this."

There was helplessness in her voice, and some self-deprecating, "Because I don't know how to reassure you, so I can only hand over my remaining life to you. If this can't be exchanged for a chance, then at least I won't regret it, because I tried my best."

After Ogata finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, looking a lot more relaxed.

"Are you confused? Why do I have such feelings for you? In fact, I can't explain the reason clearly, because some things are above words and words. It's like a seed that has been sleeping in my heart for a long time. The moment I saw you suddenly germinated, the turbulent emotions gushed out from the seed core, and the warm feeling filled my body."

Ogata's expression was calm and gentle, and her heartbeat was steady as usual. She looked at the silent king, and a faint sweetness bloomed in her clear green pupils.

"Give me a chance, sir."

Her voice was gentle and sweet, and her moist eyes looked at him without blinking, sincere and serious, "Although I took a dangerous method, I still know it in my heart. It's natural to want to stay by your side , There is no reluctance at all. I know that sincerity should be proved by time and actions. In the days to come, everyone can supervise me, so respect me a little bit, okay?"

Her tone was as soft as a melting cone, which made people feel a little embarrassed, as if it was too much to reject her directly and coldly.

Zhou Fang wanted to speak several times, but stopped because of her soft pleading voice.

The red-haired man was silent for a long time, and finally lit the cigarette irritably. The rising light gray smoke blurred her eyes, those gentle blue eyes with a smile.He jumped down to the ground with one hand on the window sill, and walked over her to the sofa in the middle of the room.

Sitting on the sofa with a strange emotion, Zhou Fang took a deep breath of the cigarette.His elbows were on his knees, his arched back was tense, his head was lowered, his brows were furrowed, and he was staring aimlessly at the patterns on the floor.

Zhou Fangzun has met too many guys who talk to themselves like Ogata.He always entangles him inexplicably, his voice is as sweet as honey, and his eyes are full of longing, but no matter how firm the promise is, under the threat of his violent flames, he will obediently disappear in a short time.

But Toru Ogata, lightly taking his life as a bet, violated his decision again and again, preferring to burn himself to grab his weakness.With that soft, sweet voice pouring out irresistible words, not accepting any answer except the one she wanted to hear.

Every word and every action of her implied that he "kill me if you don't believe me". Obviously he was the one who was forced to make a choice, but he couldn't feel too much hatred for her because of inner hesitation.

From the guilt of hurting her at the beginning, to the deepening of guilt when she learned that she was going to die, to the sense of belonging applicable to the same kind when describing the dream, the gradually deepening entanglement made it impossible for Zhou Fang to judge—he was the first to give in to The opportunity for her to make progress, or her deliberately showing a vulnerable side to make him soft-hearted.

But it must be admitted that when he was injured by her, he didn't even feel too much anger. Instead, he was unexpectedly excited, as if he had been bored for a long time and suddenly found something extra interesting.It was at that moment that Toru Ogata caught his attention, and the vague image became special and eye-catching in his world.

The black-haired girl with a gentle smile approached him, and sat obediently at his feet, with one hand propped on the floor, and the other holding a note pad on her lap.

She raised her face to look at him, her eyes were tender, her posture was docile and submissive, as if she was patiently waiting for his answer.

Being forced in such a gentle way for the first time, the third king felt a kind of distress that could not be vented. He bit the cigarette butt, and the diffuse smoke concealed the wavering in his eyes.

The red lion fell into a dilemma, neither wanting to compromise so easily, nor willing to do anything to her.