[comprehensive] flower tone girl

Night falls.

After dinner, I strolled around Chinatown for a while, bought some exotic clothes and accessories, and the two brothers and sisters each carried their own things to the two entrances of the street—the things in Zhongya Nakahara’s hands were all flowers The voice was forced into him.

It looks like an exquisite ancient doll that can be manipulated by hand, a folding fan painted with wild grass, liquor called Erguotou... Wait, why did the kid buy something like Erguotou? !

Nakahara, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was lost in thought as he looked at the things in the passenger seat.

At this time, Hua Yin also sat back in her car.

She buys a lot of things. After all, she is used to raising a large family. When she sees someone who might like something, she just buys it. There are so many things that fill the entire trunk of the car—fortunately, when she bought things, she agreed to put them on the street. Otherwise, it would be too eye-catching for her to carry out so many things by herself.

I happily followed the navigation and walked the night road, the streets were brightly lit.

You can see the thriving appearance of this port city, those are ordinary and happy people.

One can also imagine the wailing and bloodshed brought about by the decadence hidden under the prosperity and the endless scramble.

This is... the city where Osamu Dazai lived.

He is somewhere in this city right now - the girl thought so, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

What she likes is that the young man who almost represented the darkness when they first met, may be doing something to help others somewhere now, no longer like a hyena biting and snatching food in the dark, but standing upright in the sun Next, the smile is refreshing and playful, and life is a little easier.

This is a good thing.

But it cannot be said that it was wrong for Chuya to choose to stay in the Mafia.

Everything is going well, it couldn't be better.

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The black car drove towards the outskirts of Karakura Town and stopped slowly in the open space near the moat.

The taxi that had been following the black car also stopped.

Deviated from the downtown area, it is very obvious - the intention of tracking.

Huayin stepped out of the driver's seat, leaned against the outside of the rear compartment, and waited for the other party to get off the car.

The mist diffused silently from the bottom of the feet.

"Kufufufu... As expected of [Section Chief Katori], when did you find me?"

The weird laughter carried a sense of irony from nowhere, and echoed in this narrow foggy space like a 360-degree stereo sound with no dead ends.

"What time do you think?"

Kanon, who is completely immune to illusions, saw a long-haired man in a leather military uniform and holding a trident get out of a taxi through the false fog. Fell down, knocked his head on the steering wheel and lost consciousness.

Liudaokuo was stared straight at by those blue eyes, and had the illusion that he had been completely seen through.

Could it be that from the very beginning...

No, illusionists can't do it if they don't even believe their own hallucinations.

A top illusionist strengthens his slightly wavering belief in an instant.

Before he was suppressed in a possessed state, but now he walks outside with his original body, and has experienced so many thrilling battles—although they are all related to the annoying Pengo Li, but there is no doubt that he is now , very strong.

Kanon: ...just as long as you are happy.

"kufufufu... What a coincidence, I didn't expect that national civil servants would get entangled with the mafia... What will happen if such a scandal is exposed, Section Chief Katori? I am very familiar with your illusion fluctuations .”

"Because I was beaten before?"

[Heijing Tachibana]'s voice was unwavering, completely devoid of sarcasm.

However, as if some indescribable g-spot had been touched, the expression of Six Paths of Black History, Special Revenge, Muku, who had never been pressed and beaten a few times in his life, twisted.

"Heh... I heard that you are not in your workplace during this time, as if you have disappeared into the world... So it turns out that girls will be addicted to love, which is really surprising."

love?What is this guy talking about.

"What love?" Ask if you don't understand.

Liudao Mukuro's expression became more intriguing: "Could it be that cadre named Chuya Nakahara talking nonsense? About going on a date with his girlfriend... I thought I could take this opportunity to catch his weakness, but I didn't expect It’s such a rare piece of information—Katori Ayako, the dignified twilight office’s section chief, is actually using illusion to communicate with the other party. I wonder if you are investigating some incidents yourself or are you really in love with that person? This matter If you tell him himself, Chuya Nakahara, a high-ranking cadre of the port mafia who was one of the famous double blacks who was played with his feelings, how will he retaliate against you?"

Huayin was speechless for a moment.

She was shocked by Liu Dao Mu's brain power...

What kind of doggy love-hate entanglement, and even Infernal Affairs?

However, this silence pleases Mr. Illusionist.

"kuhahahaha——! It really is! You are hiding some secrets that must never be revealed, and as long as your true identity is revealed, all of this—well!"

In the next moment, Liu Dao Mu only felt a pain in his neck.

The vision changes drastically.

He could clearly feel that he was falling backwards on his back.

Behind is...? !

Liu Dao Mu had no time to think, and even his excited smile remained on his face.

Then--

Accompanied by the sound of a metal shell being smashed and distorted, Liudao Mukuro was strangled by the neck and hit his head on the hood of the taxi. It exerted its powerful effect-such as smashing through the iron sheet of the hood of the car, and directly crushing it into...the engine!

Kanon pinched the arteries on both sides of Rokudao Mukuro's neck expressionlessly, the wet ones were probably the product of mixing blood and engine oil.The broken wires released several beautiful electric arcs in the darkness. In addition to the smell of blood, there was a faint smell of burnt hair in the air.

Liudao Mukuro's head was buzzing, and he briefly lost consciousness amidst a strong concussion.

Kanon: Ah, I accidentally started too hard, and I didn't have time to say some cool lines.

No, it doesn't matter if you want a cool line or not, anyway, this is also Tsunayoshi's Mist Guardian, so I can't beat him too much...

Thinking in this way, the girl pulled Rokudaokuku out of the engine, which had literally passed out and even dropped the trident to the ground—she was confident that she could heal all the other's injuries in an instant.

However, when she saw the opponent's appearance, the girl who had a bad taste in her heart decided to only restore the scars on the opponent's flesh.

The healing light is fleeting.

With one hand, Hanan dragged the young man with his white neck and shoulders, whose neckline was tattered and half-stained with blood, and picked up his weapon with the other, and threw him into the passenger seat of his car.

When she found out that she was being followed—or rather, when she thought it was Chuya Nakahara who had entered Chinatown, she had already sent a message to Sawada Tsunayoshi using the built-in system to ask about it.After learning that Liudaomu already knew that "Saiki Hanon is Nakahara Chuya's younger sister", she felt that if Liudaomu had a brain, she should be able to maintain the illusion of her own illusion fluctuations and the one who was beaten at the annual meeting before. Katori Ayako of Shida Taro he possessed.

Facts have proved that Liudao Mukuro is not stupid.

——He is probably just a bit out of his mind, with a bit... non-mainstream personality.

Kanon, who was trying to give a pertinent and well-intentioned comment, finally uttered a very venomous definition.

The cadre level of Peng Gelie's ten-generation family came to Yokohama to work, and they would naturally bring a few subordinates with them.She made an appointment with Tsunayoshi Sawada, and someone would come to pick up this top illusionist with a new look.

Let's hope he wakes up before then and finds out what's wrong with him in time to make up for it with illusions.

Before closing the door of the passenger seat, Kanon took a deep look at Rokudo Mukuro's... head.

The blue-purple ponytail that was once as long as it was full has been messed up, leaving only a few strands of long hair that are struggling to survive; the small burn just now and the direct friction between the head and the iron sheet led to that weird pineapple hairstyle... not only the pineapple The leaves were flattened, and half of the pineapple's tail was broken in a messy mess; what's worse, except for the top of the head, the hair on one side of the head seemed to have been shaved off a large piece...

"puff!"

Kanon could almost imagine Liudaomuku's funny expression and wild laughter when he woke up and found that his head was so eclectic and full of creativity.

So, so interesting hahahahahaha——!

She wants to send a picture of Liu Dao Mu to Tsuna Ji!

Anyway, he came to find fault first!

The girl snorted and pressed the send of the photo close-up.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was staying up late to catch up on homework and documents: What the hell is this?

Li Baoen, who has lifted the curse of the Rainbow Son and started to grow up: Stupid gang, don't play with your phone while doing homework!Hand over... poof.

#There is no force and face at all, Li Jun#

#IllusionistCeiling?nonexistent#

#Been beaten once and still don’t understand, why bother to beat up again#

#Are you misunderstood your identity as a Crispy Illusionist#

#Believe that I still have a handsome face!Find out more about hair growth#

Kanon happily walked around the front of the car and walked towards the driver's seat.

However, something strange in midair made her stop.

"This feeling is... the world-transmitting gate?"

Is there some grim reaper coming?

A circular paper door appeared in midair and slowly opened.

Then the familiar spiritual pressure came, someone fell from mid-air, like a black butterfly with broken wings.

[Kurokawa Tachibana] changed into Saiki Hanane in an instant.

The girl took a step forward with a condensed expression, and the next moment she appeared under the man, hugged her in her arms, and landed firmly.

"Rukia...?"