These two people have been on the same page since the first day they met, and although they have now said that they will deal with Yaba Gunne's coalition together, they will not leave a word when it is time to fight. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They are like a tiger and a leopard in a forest, they are all born kings, they are all characters who climb high and shout before and after, but they instinctively hate each other stepping into their territory. These two people seem to be destined to be stronger than the other, to prove that they are better than the other, and no matter what, they seem to be superior. Even if they belong to the same country, they are also friends who are more powerful than the situation, and they want to understand each other.

When these two people appeared in the ward together, not only was it hot, but even black was stunned for a moment. Even the hand that poured tea for the spicy one stopped.

"Why are you here together?" Excited's eyes widened, very puzzled. Now, bring yourself, and the four of them can open a table of mahjong.

"It's tomorrow, so I'm coming to see you." Yokoyama nodded to black and walked in.

Center's impression of Black was limited to the graduation ceremony in April, and he was a little vague about her appearance, but after looking at the legendary cross for a while, he finally understood who this person was. Surprised by the strange reality that Yokoyama seemed to be familiar with Black, she nodded to Black and walked in.

Black, on the other hand, had already heard about the Center from Yokoyama. For the real people of the center who make the excitement of the heart, the eyes of the center are also a little more scrutiny.

When the two of them looked at each other, Yokoyama was already sitting in front of the spicy hospital bed, pouring tea and water, and by the way, he was talking about the situation.

"I heard you'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?"

"Well, it's almost good, if you lie down again, your whole body will be stiff." He smiled with a spicy brow, and when he laughed like this, it was completely sweet.

"Well, that's fine." Yokoyama lowered his head, and stopped talking a little. She really didn't want her to participate in the war against Ma Lu Suga. But without her, this war might have been harder. Majisuka has far fewer troops at his disposal than Yaba Sakane.

Little did she know that it was already predestined when she informed Sado and Torii of them. Radical has long made up his mind.

Whether it's for Yuko-san, or for her vow to protect Lapapa, she has already decided to go.

Isn't it logical that the grudges formed by the four heavenly kings of the previous generation should be ended by the four heavenly kings of the previous generation?

Can't you rely on me a little more? Kyohachi Bridge.

Stirring said silently in his heart.

But she wasn't going to tell Yokoyama that she was going. She wanted to see what kind of expression Yokoyama would have on herself if she were there. It would be nice to be able to smile at yourself.

When it's over a little bit, let's go back to Lappapa?! She said to Yokoyama in her heart.

At the same time, Black thinks that if this time the matter is over, should she be more honest and tell the origin of her child?

The center watched from afar, though a little lonely. But she felt that she had done nothing wrong with Yokoyama's decision to protect Ma Lu Suga and protect La Papa. If the road is gone, if the horn is gone, everything will be meaningless.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was a new day.

The morning light shone on her bed little by little, and slowly spread upwards like life, until it climbed into the corners of her eyes.

Agitated awoke in the morning sun and took a deep breath. She sat up, got out of bed, and opened the wardrobe door. Inside, there is a sailor suit that is so blue that it is mistaken for black, and a baseball jacket embroidered with Mt. Fuji. As if remembering something, she gently stroked it with her hand, and the cold, soft touch of the fabric passed through her fingertips.

When Black came in, Aro had just changed his clothes. Seeing myself coming in, my eyes lit up.

"That's black."

Black changed back into the clothes he had worn when he was crackling, and the silver cross swaying between the black clothes shimmered, reflecting Black's eyes as if it was about to lead people to fall into it.

Changing back into this outfit is like going back to the original time. Nostalgia fills my heart with a soft feeling.

Black approached the spicy and pulled out the black hair that was sandwiched between the spicy coat and the sailor suit.

"Would you like to brush your hair?"

Being pulled out of his hair from the front by black, as if he was being hugged by black, he suddenly felt a little hot - could it be that the weather is too hot today?

"Ah...... Good. "I can do it myself, but I always think it's nice to have black do it. She sat obediently on the edge of the bed, the boot straps on her feet not yet fastened, and they flung to and fro as she shook her feet. Black's movements were very light, as if he was afraid of hurting her, and he felt that it was not necessary—she was never afraid of pain, and she rarely even felt pain—but she was really happy to be moved by Black's careful movements, and then she shook her feet a little faster.

Black stood behind Thriller, her nose and long eyelashes visible from her vantage point, his hand stroking Thriller's hair—a quiet time rarely seen even in the previous three years that the two had been together.

"Exciting, when the war is over, I have something to tell you."

Finally the grooming stopped, Black said.

Ji Lai turned around, habitually touched his neck and tilted his head.

black？

"Let's go?!" Black didn't answer the question in Aro's eyes, she just took Aro's hand very firmly and calmly and walked out of the ward.

Yokoyama and the center occupied a corner of the department, slowly waiting for the passage of time. When the hour hand reached four o'clock, and the minute hand pointed to six, the two men stood up together in a tacit understanding. Center remembered the conversation of "Heart-to-Heart" not long ago, and glanced at Yokoyama, who looked at her with a smile.

In fact, these two people really have a tacit understanding - this is the voice of other people.

"Let's go!" Yokoyama didn't speak, but her eyes and smile were saying so.

Ma Lu Suka's army began to march towards the ruins of the field.

At the same time, Yaba Gunne's coalition forces also gathered in the ruins of the battleground.

Yokoyama and Shibuya are separated by a few meters.

"That's it, right?"

Shibuya sneered. The people around him had already rushed towards the road.

Who will win this war? Center, Yokoyama, Ruler, Gakuran, Kabuki Sisters, everyone was thinking about it when they gave the first punch to the people of the Yaba Kune coalition.

The ruins of the camp were filled with all kinds of voices, shouting, shouting, and beating each other.

The blood is boiling. This is a passion that Yokoyama has not felt in a long time.

Sure enough, it's great to come to Majisuga. With a punch knocking out a Yaba Kune's minions, Yokoyama stood up and slammed an elbow into the stomach of the person behind him who was about to sneak up on her, and the man's stomach churned, retching and falling in pain.