When the head crosses Yokohama

--bid farewell.

55.

The red house building is also a landmark building in Yokohama.

Visitors to Yokohama will definitely leave their footprints here - the red bricks and tiles reveal the only warmth in the cold tone of the surrounding reinforced concrete. Although tourists come and go, changing waves after waves, the red house building But has been standing in place.

In the last incident of Kuroro burning Yokohama, the red house building survived. Among the landmark buildings that were burned down, the red house building was not on any line of the spider pattern, so it was in a group of buildings. Fortunately, it survived.

After the burning of Yokohama, the wounds of the city are slowly healing. Other landmark buildings have started emergency repair work and are temporarily closed, so tourists to the red house buildings are becoming more and more prosperous.

In the corner of the Red House building, there is a high-profile bar.

The entrance is very large, decorated with red, green and green neon lights, and the name is Saoqi in English.

At the bar, a blond woman in a suit jacket is drinking.

The suit jacket looked huge, completely covering the blonde woman in it.The woman's face could not be seen clearly under the dim light of the bar, but the blonde woman's long legs protruding from the huge suit jacket could be seen. At this moment, the woman was sitting on the bar drinking.

The look in her eyes meant something.

As the guests can see, the suit jacket on the woman is like a badge of sovereignty. Although the guests who linger in this bar all the year round intend to hook up with the woman who appeared for the first time, looking at the suit jacket on her body, for a moment For a while, no one came up to strike up a conversation.

They are still observing the situation.

The situation in the bar was complicated, all kinds of eyes drifted past her, some were curious and some had malicious intentions, but the woman under the suit jacket didn't seem to notice it.

Because she was thinking about other things.

Her name is Pike——Pike Notan, and she comes from another world.

A week ago, she woke up next to a garbage dump and stumbled into the crowd.

After reading the memories of several people, she quickly learned about the general situation of this world—it was a little more complicated than she imagined. My world is a different world.

In other words, she was reborn.

And how it all happened, she has no clue.

But after stumbling into the crowd, facing the astonished looks and vigilant eyes of passers-by, before the arrival of the ambulance and the police, she hid in the darkness again.

Pike then meets the man who is now taking her in.

It's a bouncer who works in a bar - with a brutal muscular face, a pair of two hundred eyes embedded in that face, the whole person looks like a ruthless harvesting machine.

But this man had a good heart. When the scarred Pike was lying in the back alley of the bar, he picked up this strange woman who exuded an ominous breath.

Cleaned her wounds, provided food, and gave her a suit jacket that was too big.

The vicious-looking bouncer is a silent man when he's not working at the bar. He has a good heart, but that doesn't mean he'll unconditionally help any stranger of unknown origin.

As Pike stared at him with those slanted eyes, the man finally made his request:

"Can you be my woman?"

What surprised Pike was the unexpected innocence of the horizontal-faced bodyguard.

Her eyebrows were raised, and her voice was not as soft as other women. Even though she didn't know Pike's past experience, the bodyguard with a horizontal face could hear the tenacity in her voice, which was low and hoarse. .

"You don't even know me, but you want me to be your woman?" the bodyguard with a horizontal face heard her say this.

"I'm trying to get to know you."

"You are a good person."

The strange woman who was picked up issued a good person card without hesitation, but the horizontal-faced bodyguard did not give up. It was his working time after the bar opened at night, so he took Parker to the bar.

While guarding Pike, he stood aside with his hands behind his back, observing every move in the bar.

After working in the bar for a long time, the bodyguard with the horizontal face has also met a lot of people of all kinds, whether it is a desperado, a girl who is gradually sinking on the dance floor, or a gangster who is more ruthless than his face... all kinds of people , he has met.After a few days of getting along, he immediately realized that Pike was not as harmless as he appeared on the surface.

Pike has an old-fashioned revolver, and the side-faced bodyguards often see her take it out to clean it.Guns were not uncommon, and in order to deal with some extreme situations, he often carried this powerful weapon on his body, but Pike had a different attitude towards her gun.

The bodyguard couldn't tell exactly what was different, but he just felt that when Pike wiped her revolver gun, his eyes were particularly soft.

On the second day after being picked up, Pike pointed the old-fashioned revolver at him, and asked as if threatening or joking: "Why did you save me?"

The bodyguard snorted, but did not speak.

Wouldn't that seem very unconvincing if his answer was love at first sight?

Because of this thought, the bodyguard did not answer.

And Pike didn't seem to care about his answer, she still pointed the gun at the bodyguard, with an inexplicable emotion in her eyes, "For the sake of saving me, I can give you a bullet when I leave .”

Pike's words sounded very ambiguous, but the horizontal-faced bodyguard felt that what Pike said was not that she would kill him.

The horizontal-faced bodyguard didn't think about that day at all, but it finally came when Pike left.

On this day, Parker was still wearing his suit and sitting at the bar drinking. Someone tried to strike up a conversation, but they were all rejected by the blonde woman. She was thinking about something, and she seemed very quiet.

The bodyguard with a horizontal face always felt that she was waiting for something.

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Red house building, bar.

Today's feeling is completely different from usual. From the moment he walked on the road, Pike had the feeling that he was being followed.

After a long absence, she felt a creepy feeling, but she couldn't confirm the position.

During the days of recuperating at the bodyguard's home, her body has almost recovered, and her mental power has probably reached [-]% to [-]%. When she finally came up with the idea of ​​leaving the bodyguard's side, she was followed.

I feel a little restless.

The inexplicable agitation made Pike raise his brows, but she controlled her expression, heartbeat and even the speed of blood flow. Even if others observed her expression with a magnifying glass, they could not detect her agitation at the moment.

The follower followed her all the way to the bar, and sat in a familiar position. Pike drank quietly, and all the cells in his body became vigilant.

There are still people who come to strike up a conversation today, but she dismisses them with a few words.

When the third man sat next to her, Pike finally had a look of surprise on his face.

"have a drink?"

The transparent liquor was filled in the glass, and it swayed out of the color of the bar lights. The black-haired young man sitting beside him seemed to be a hallucination materialized from the dark shadows, and he raised his glass to meet her. Touch, behind the wine glass are the familiar black eyes of Parker.

"Regiment... Commander?" Pike's pupils dilated slightly, she had given up on covering herself up, her tone revealed obvious uncertainty, "Am I dreaming?"

Kuroro smiled slightly at this statement.

"It's real, Pike, I'm coming for you."

The music in the bar became more intense, and Pike shed tears unconsciously—tears have not appeared in her eye sockets for a long time since she could remember, she felt the wet touch of her eye sockets, and let the world cry It became blurred under the infiltration.

After the intense emotion, Pike recovered quickly—at least on the surface.

Kuroro waited for her quietly holding his glass, until Pike also raised his hand, and the crisp sound of the glass was drowned in the loud music.

At Kuroro's invitation, Parker, who came to the bar, left his seat for the first time before the cross-faced bodyguards got off work. She and Kuroro had a few conversations in the bar's dullness.

"Is there anything else that needs to be explained before leaving?" Kurollo looked at Pike and asked.

"There's a man I'm going to say goodbye to."

When Pike got up and walked towards the horizontal-faced bodyguard, the bodyguard immediately had a premonition of what would happen next—Pike was going to leave him.

His eyes turned to the man behind Pike. It was a handsome black-haired man standing on the edge of the dance floor, and when he looked at him, he left a polite smile.

This is the man Parker has been waiting for.

Such thoughts flashed through the bodyguard's mind.

At this time Pike had already walked in front of him: "I'm leaving."

"I know," he had already had such a premonition when he saw the man appearing and sitting next to Pike. Although he wanted not to say what was in his heart, the bodyguard still said, "That's what you've been waiting for." man?"

Pike did not answer the question.

She directly skipped this topic and said: "I agreed before, as a gift for you to take me in, I will give you a bullet before leaving."

Pulling out her old-fashioned left wheel, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the blond woman put the muzzle of the gun against the head of the side-faced bodyguard. The light in the bar was dim, and the dance floor was full of demons dancing wildly. It seemed that no one saw this scene happening in the corner .

Pike fired without hesitation.

The bullet was wrapped in thoughts, and shot straight into the forehead of the horizontal-faced bodyguard. He didn't resist, and the moment he was hit by the bullet, he bounced violently to the door panel behind him.

Pike's shot made the people in the bar instantly terrified. When she put away her pistol and appeared outside the bar, the black-haired youth was waiting for her under the signboard.

"Farewell?" Kuroro asked gently.

"Well, I loved him for a memory." Fanfan exchanged such words, and the two laughed at the same time.

"Now that we're done saying goodbye, let's go."

"Ah."