Falling in love with straight men

There is no return without giving, and of course sometimes no matter how much you give, it is just a waste of time.

But it is undeniable that hard work is the cornerstone of success, Asakura Minami panted heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead and thinking wildly in his heart.

"Yes, Nan Jun, let's continue." Watanabe patted the non-existent ashes on his sleeves gracefully and said slowly, as long as the population problem was not involved, he was still very reliable.

Evolution is divided into two aspects, the activation of the brain and the promotion of physical power.

Asakura Minami is the former, Yoshiko is the latter.

Brain cell mutations produce abnormal mental waves that act on matter. Evolutionaries in this area can be said to be engineers of the brain, and they are good at behind-the-scenes, which is not conducive to fighting.

And Yizi's kind is like guarding knights, closer to ghouls, possessing the RC value of normal people, but not as strong as ghouls, with the help of an external injection matching device to release a small number of RC cells to form a unique physiological weapon.

Of course, the amount of RC cells that form a weapon should be appropriate, too much, the body will be fragile, too little, and the weapon will not be strong enough.

Under the premise that the basic abilities are roughly the same, evolutionists have individual differences.

Kosaka Mie's characteristic is diffusion, a natural surveyor.

Asakura Minami's characteristic is activation. It extracts energy from crops to make rc supplements to provide power for physical evolutionists to replenish in time. In an emergency, it can directly stimulate cells to force them to divide in a short period of time.

The extraction was like magic, and Minami Asakura heaved a sigh of relief when he made a pill the size of a grain of rice for the first time.

"It's okay. Nan Jun has to work hard. You have to hand in some every month, but there is a buffer period of one year. One year should be enough for you to get used to it." The doctor made a positive conclusion and patted the boy encouragingly. shoulders.

Asakura Minami smiled shyly back.

"Is Nan Jun coming soon?" Watanabe pushed his reflective eyes, "Do you have any boyfriend or girlfriend?"

"Ah?" Qian Cangnan didn't react for a while, and was stunned.

"Isn't there? Although Nanjun is relatively young, he can still consider it. You know..."

The doctor was interrupted by the teenager.

"Thank you, I have someone I like."

"I see, I know."

The leader of the No.14th generation of the Evolution Base in Japan shrugged and ended the conversation.

Have a date yet?That's really great, rc supplements have always been very nervous, after all, there are still too few people in this area.

Nan Jun should have a baby sooner, I am looking forward to it.

It can be said that a very young leader in his early thirties is leaning against the wall and gently stroking the special wall. It is still very difficult.

We don't get involved in those inter-ethnic matters. We are originally evolved from ordinary people and we just want to live in peace.

Putting aside the rare melancholy, Watanabe is back to busy work, and it's time to feed the protective layer again, have the rc supplements arrived?

Hope no one is being lazy.

Taking Watanabe Hospital as a template, the inner street maintained by the unique dream space cells passed down from generation to generation by the Watanabe family is the protective layer for everyone. There is a century-old wisdom crystallization here, and non-evolved people are not allowed to enter. It is the last line of defense.

In fact, it can also be said that this is a nursery. The doctor looked at the children playing happily downstairs and frowned. The children are still cute.

As one of the few awakened people in recent years, Asakura Minami and Yiko enjoyed a single room and all kinds of courses crowded all the time.

Miss Qingmei, who was exhausted every day, couldn't find time to chat with her bamboo horse, and squinted her eyes to enjoy Asakura Minami's considerate massage comfortably.

The sighing brown-haired girl gradually fell asleep, and the black-haired boy's mature face showed small dimples, and there was a peaceful scene.

People will always grow, and time is like a chemical reaction, once it starts, it can't stop, such as Minami Asakura and Ken Kaneki.

The same sky as the outside world in the secondary overlapping space is still sunny, and the weather is starting to turn cold.

Yiko's training is the ultimate physical exercise, while Asakura Minami's training is relatively easy.

The tense life of half a year passed by in a flash, and winter came quietly.

The duo who left the inner street for the internship stage were assigned to the 11th district for a half-year survey mission. After that, the two who were already familiar with the business would return to their daily lives. Yiko would continue her studies while Asakura Minami would start early. Well-planned shop management.

Everything went smoothly according to the plan. Qian Cangnan, who had been staying in the inner street, hadn't been to the 20th district for a long time. Before going to the 11th district, he wanted to visit there.

Only by looking at him can I have the mood to continue walking...

I hope you are well, Ken Kaneki.

With gentle steps, the black-haired boy came to the entrance of the cafe alone, and the closed signboard was gently blown by the wind shaking at the entrance of the cafe.

closed?

Asakura Minami secretly sighed, it's really not a coincidence.

Hey, Kaneki Ken will meet later.

When the pain reaches numbness and the interrogation itself becomes fun, what else is there to worry about?

Familiar faces flicked past one by one, and finally settled on the face of the culprit who made his life what it is today, and the long purple hair made people dazzled.

Floating back in the past, lively drama performances, children close together looking up at the starry sky...

"Does Ah Yan like Miss Newspaper?" Ying asked jokingly.

The young self blushed and stammered in denial, and a teasing laugh came, "Have you ever liked girls?"

Kaneki silently looked at the smiling woman and said, "I don't remember."

"Really, let's continue to read."

The father who has no memory at all and the gentle mother are the portrayal of Jin Mu's life before he was ten years old.

Until his mother's death, all the bubbles of happiness burst, Kaneki looked at the memories of the past but was not too sad, it seemed that there was something supporting him to face everything, but he couldn't remember it.

He only has Ying as the only support in his heart, but he doesn't have the loneliness he should have. Who filled this empty shell?

That locked past and now he... like a hungry traveler... wants to know so much.

"Want to know?"

The young man sat on the interrogation chair with his head down, silent.

"Still hesitating? Don't want to know why? Don't want to know who lied to you? Poor little guy, it's hard to be kept in the dark, who told you to be weak."

The weak prey on the strong, all tragedies are based on the powerlessness of the parties involved, only the strong... can act recklessly!

The jet-black hair was dyed with Baihua, and the hair became blue and white overnight, and the young man who ate women began to metamorphose.

However, it is not yet known who will eat who.

Those broken memories were picked up like a string of pearls, Kaneki raised a gentle smile, what should I do with you?

Should you lock it up, break your feet and sew your mouth, or let you go free, dear Qiancang-student?

I really want to choose the former...

The unlocked memory, the beast-like desire for monopoly, the shackles called love, the young man wrenched his knuckles and smiled gently, but it was creepy.

In a certain hotel in the 11th district, the boy who helped sort out the materials suddenly smashed a glass in a daze.

There was a crisp cracking sound, and Asakura Minami hurriedly apologized to his seniors, and hurriedly disturbed the scene after receiving a gentle answer.

"I really don't know what those people think, another war has started," the senior in charge of the 11th division complained, "Okay, we have to retreat too."

"Arnold, what happened?" Asakura Minami asked.

"Recently, there was a ghoul organization of the Bronze Tree that hunted and killed Baijiu in the 11th district. The headquarters who smelled the smell wanted to fight back. This place is no longer safe." The senior explained to the newcomer Qian Cangnan.

"Is that so..."

Looking at the gloomy sky, Qian Cangnan was inexplicably palpitated, nothing will happen, there is still a distance between the [-]th district and the [-]th district.

Supporting his forehead with one hand, the boy let out a long breath, it's okay.

It's almost a full moon...

The full moon has the meaning of reunion, at least in China.

Under the bright moonlight, the white-haired young man was expressionless, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes.

"I'm not going to go back to antiques."

The day of reunion is coming soon.

Facing the purple-haired girl's questioning, Jin Mu just put on a gentle appearance habitually, "Goodbye, Miss Dong Xiang."

"By the way, please say hello to Senior Brother Qian Cang for me, I miss him very much."

As if stuck in the throat, Dong Xiang felt that she could not make a sound but could still speak.

"You... Kaneki, do you remember?"

"Yes, I remembered."

Shaking the silver pendant in his hand, Dong Xiang turned around and ran away under the moonlight, whose face was soft and slightly ferocious.

Kaneki Ken...has it really disappeared?

It might be hard to see that gentle young man who was hurt even if others hurt him, Dong Xiang thought.

Nan, don't come back, that person has changed.

Teenage girl curled up in bed into fetus lying in mother's womb, doesn't want to be alone.

At this time...it would be nice to have a foolish guy, Yiko flashed a heartless smile.

Longing for friends but unwilling to face the treacherous situation, the complicated girl shrinks back and falls into a dream helplessly. Only illusory dreams can make people relax.

Take a good rest, this short-lived beauty.

The world will not stop turning because of someone, the eleventh district has returned to calm, and the rebuilt CCG branch is still bright.

The investigator is nothing more than a concentration camp for the lost under the banner of justice, Minami Asakura thought as he looked at the building under construction.

The boy who was brought back to his sanity by Miss Ome's muttering folded his hands and flipped through the documents in a disguised manner.

"It's so boring! Every day is data!"

Yiko stared dissatisfied at the thick stack of papers, Minami Asakura took it over with a smile, "Let me help Yiko, my task has been completed."

The brown-haired girl curled her lips, took back her share calmly, and began to write quickly.

Bamboo horses are not for squeezing!

"By the way, are we going to do that?"

"Ah?" Minami Asakura, who didn't understand what Yiko meant, looked at Ms. Ome suspiciously.

"It's about fighting with ghouls, or making trouble for investigators." Yizi rolled up her sleeves and waved her fist exaggeratedly.

Minami Asakura put down his pen, "There won't be such a mission, we'll keep it hidden."

"Cut~" Annoyed Yizi finished writing the last word, and lightly reprimanded her with disdain.

Yizi who came back after handing in the task was very happy, because she got good news.

"Tomorrow is a holiday! Xiao Nan, let's go shopping together! I haven't played here since I came to District [-]! I don't know what's interesting?"

The boy scratched his cheek and nodded, "Yes, but be careful, there may be some ghouls left."

"Got it! Then it's decided!"

"Ah."

December is a bit cold, the end of the year is a good day, isn't it?

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