[K] Shoot Zhou Fangzun

Toru Ogata stood at the crossroads, showing a little tiredness from the long wait.

She couldn't remember why she appeared here. The sun had already risen from the oblique side to the center. Although it was a cool autumn, the too bright light still made her feel an instinctive dislike.

She was unwilling to leave, or she could not leave, with an illusory sense of mission on her shoulders, as if she had to find something important here.

[Approach him. 】

At the moment when he saw Kusanagi Izumo, the sudden psychological suggestion was like a bucket of ice water being poured from the top of his head, which immediately extinguished the hot boredom in Ogata Toru's heart.

The impatient expression was hidden deep in the dark pupils, and the black-haired girl subconsciously ran her fingers around the ends of her hair, looking thoughtfully at the blond-haired young man across the street.

He was wearing dark purple polarized glasses, smoking a cigarette and playing with the lighter in his hand. Although he didn't know his name, he looked familiar.

Speaking of familiarity... Strange, have I really seen him?

The memory seems to be shaken in a kaleidoscope, full of colorful fragments, but it seems very difficult to seriously recall a complete thing.Just like several jigsaw puzzles that have been mixed together, even if you know that you can build a complete pattern, the question of "which pieces are combined together" is really a bit distressing.

Ogata frowned, and broken memories flashed in her mind.

Laboratory, glass isolation room, swaying pink liquid...

She pressed her temples, trying to calm down her chaotic mood. The inexplicable loss of memory made her fall into an unspeakable predicament.Ogata hesitated for a moment, but decided to say hello to the blond young man, maybe he knew her?After all, after standing for so long, he was the only one who gave her this familiar feeling.

"This sir... sir!" exclaimed.

The cigarette that was originally held between his fingers fell to the ground, and the burning tobacco wafted lightly fragrant smoke. Izumo Kusanagi raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his right hand that was gripping the girl's neck tightened slightly.

"Hey~ Isn't this the lady who played a prank a few days ago? Did you think of a new way to make trouble today?" Kusanagi asked with a lazy smile, but his movements were still ready to go.

Ogata was forced to raise her head slightly, and she instinctively grasped the young man's fingers with both hands to gain some breathing room for herself, her pure green pupils were full of doubts.

The mood I'm in right now...is weird.

Even though he was strangling his throat like this, there was no resentment in his heart. Instead, he felt a sense of relief, as if he had accomplished some important task. Not only did he not feel embarrassed, but he felt a little joy. What is this... …Why?

Sure enough, he is... a person who cares a lot?

Ogata asked inexplicably, "Sir?" The pain in her throat made her frown unconsciously, and her voice was a little intermittent, "Can you... let me go first? It's not comfortable to talk like this ..."

Izumo Kusanagi asked back with a half-smile, "Let you go?" The thumb pressing on the girl's carotid artery clearly felt her pulse, although it was a little faster, but it was not disordered, as if she hadn't lied.

Of course, it could also be a professional fraudster.

But at such a close distance, it is very easy to restrain her movements, so it is better to see what she wants to do first.Kusanagi thought about it, and finally let go of his hand. He put two fingers together and leaned against his mirror frame, and made a slightly ruffian salute, "I'm so excited, I'm sorry."

Ogata coughed a few times and pressed his neck softly.She could clearly feel that this person sincerely regarded her as an enemy a moment ago, and although there was a moment of fear, she did not feel any resentment abnormally - from this point of view, she probably really had social relations with him.

"Good afternoon, I'm Toru Ogata. I would like to ask if you bother me, do you know any information about me? Although it sounds a little offensive...but I did feel familiar the moment I saw Mr.

She folded her hands in front of her body, bowed humbly and politely to the blond young man, straightened up, brushed the loose hair on her right cheek behind her ear with one hand, and looked at him gently.

"Familiar?" Kusanagi was not sure how to respond at this moment.He studied the girl's expression, if she didn't pretend too successfully, then she really thought so.It's really ironic to say this. He was trying to assassinate the Scarlet King before, but today he came to express his affection for the Red Clan. Is this... a new tactic?

It's too naive, isn't it?

"Sorry." The blond young man shrugged, took out a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket, shook one out and put it in his mouth, the silver lighter twirled a few beautiful circles between his fingers, and was pushed away with a click The cover is covered with carved patterns, and tiny flames dance and appear.

He lit the cigarette in his mouth, and spread his hand to the girl without sincerity, "Although I have seen you before, but at that time you were shooting at the person I wanted to protect, Miss Ogata."

There was a clear surprise in the blue eyes, Ogata Toru was obviously very surprised by this, she pursed her lips, frowned slightly and recalled for a while, "Have I ever done this kind of thing? Really... "

She was a little bit embarrassed, sighed softly, looked up at Kusanagi and said, "I'm really sorry, although I can't remember exactly what happened, but I think it must have caused a lot of trouble for my husband, right? I'm sorry!"

As he spoke, he bowed deeply again.

Kusanagi Izumo took a step back obliquely, avoiding her salute, took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke, "What do you want to say to me?"

Ogata shook his head slightly, and forced a smile, "Actually, I don't know either... It's just that the husband looks familiar. Maybe I really misunderstood the person." She was obviously in a state of bewilderment and bewilderment , lowered his head, "Excuse me, I... I'll think about it by myself."

As soon as she turned around, she saw a group of people approaching. It looked like a small group wandering the streets.

All the color of the sound faded away at this moment, the brilliance of the world in his eyes receded in an instant, and only the unruly red color remained in the blue pupils.

[Target confirmed. 】

Ogata stared at the red-haired man who led the team, for a moment he forgot to take the steps to leave.

There was a crisp sound of the shell breaking, and there seemed to be a subtle feeling breaking out of the cocoon in my heart.

For some reason, the thought of "found it" flashed into her mind crazily—as if he was the meaning she had been waiting for for a long time, the goal she was relentlessly pursuing, so beautiful that she couldn't move her eyes.

"Izumo, here we come~" The skateboard boy wearing a turban waved vigorously at Kusanagi, full of vitality, but the moment he saw Toru Ogata, the boy suddenly ran away, "The guy who attacked Zunge! How dare you Appear on the land of Barbara!" Saying that, he was about to rush over to fight her desperately.

Ogata who was awakened subconsciously wanted to back away, but Kusanagi standing behind her held her shoulder with one hand at this moment.The young man firmly held her thin shoulder with his right hand, even if she wanted to leave this time, she couldn't do it.

The skater boy who was stopped by the red-haired youth with one hand struggled for a while, then angrily hugged his skateboard and turned to the end of the line.The group got closer and closer to her, and Ogata could even clearly see the amber eyes half covered by the red-haired man's drooping eyelids.

She stared at him blankly, and murmured "Mikoto?" unconsciously. This voice was both a call and a question, and perhaps there was a kind of hope that she didn't realize.

"Do you really know him? It's really interesting. Nowadays, attackers tend to throw themselves into the net?" Kusanagi Izumo waved to Zhou Fang and his party, and greeted with a smile: "Caught a naughty little animal."

He flicked the cigarette ash and dragged out the ending, "How about going home to cook and eat at night? Zun?"

The Scarlet King, who had already walked in front of Ogata, responded slowly, his eyes skipped over the embarrassed girl, the confusion in her eyes was real and straightforward, Zhou Fang stopped and looked at her again.

"This expression..."

His deep and melodious voice is as mellow as a rich red wine stored in the cellar for a hundred years. It is slightly hoarse, but it does not appear rough but adds a bit of magnetism. It is similar to the sound waves of a double bass violating slightly in the air.

"It's not like you, Judgment Gun."