Walking on the road, the cool night breeze blew, taking away a lot of the evening heat, 呲 ~ a sudden brake, the white sedan suddenly stopped five meters in front, the body is very bright, especially the iconic pattern, at a glance you know that it is worth a lot. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sakuraichi stopped, looked up, only to hear a bang, the car door was kicked open from the inside, and a girl with a red sister's head jumped out of it.

She had a beautiful goose egg face, and her golden-black eyes flashed with two clusters of excitement, and she kept scanning her surroundings with an interesting look on her face, and then turned around suddenly, pulling the car door with one hand on her waist and the other, and shouted loudly in a male voice: "Chotaro, hurry up, hurry up, let's go and sabotage Yushi's date." ”

As he spoke, without waiting for the people inside to answer, he fished out the beige short-haired boy who had not had time to get out of the car, and ran towards the sushi restaurant of Takashi Kawamura in a hurry. From a distance, I could only hear the white-haired young man panting a little: "Senior Xiangri, you... You run slower. ”

Sakura froze on the spot, pressed the brim of her hat with her hand, and an indifferent voice slipped out of her mouth: "Male... Is it? ”

"Well, he's good-looking... It's beautiful. Kitajima Yuki watched his sister's head rush into the sushi restaurant, and couldn't help but smile and bend the corners of his mouth, and said shyly: "If he doesn't speak, I will think he is a girl." ”

"Hmm~" Sakuraichi replied lightly, her footsteps were still moving forward, she was not interested in watching the date of the teenager ruining the ninja foot yoshi now, she just wanted to hurry back home, and then teach Kitajima Yuki taekwondo, and go to bed after teaching.

Under the dim street lamp, the two walked one step after the other, and the warm halo of the goose distorted the silhouettes of the two into a long and short time, which was very strange. Sakuraichi raised his head, his eyes fell on the street lamp ten meters away from the brim of his hat, his eyelids blinked, and he said indifferently: "Have you adapted to that pair of power buckles?" ”

"Well, I'm used to it," Yuki Kitajima smiled and shook his wrist, "It feels the same as when I didn't wear it, and, ·····"

Before he finished speaking, Sakuraichi suddenly reached out and pulled Kitajima away, and he also took a step back, his dark red eyes showed a line to look at the alley on his right, and almost at the same time, a black shadow pounced out, and before he could see what it was, the black shadow fell to the ground with a bang.

"Huh?" Kitajima exclaimed, "It's a girl." ”

Sakura took a step forward and crouched down next to her, reached out and turned her over, the wet liquid stuck to his hand, and he withdrew his hand to look, red stained on his fingertips.

Blood!

Sakuraichi raised an eyebrow and looked down at a pale face with shattered lenses. The blood that had long since dried up clinged to her face, and it looked a little weird.

The waist-length black hair was spread on the ground, many strands of hair were tightly glued together by blood, and the black clothes on his body were cut into thousands of holes and stained with blood, and from the cut place, he could clearly see the knife wounds that had not yet scabbed inside.

Old and new scars were intertwined, many places were bruised and scabbed, and scarlet blood flowed down the wound, exuding a strong smell of blood, mixed with the air, disgusting.

Sakuraichi stood up and looked at the girl lying on the ground, raising her eyebrows slightly. Judging from the wounds on her body and the extent of blood loss, she is on the verge of death, and even if she is sent to the hospital, with the current level of medical care, she will definitely die.

Sakura's eyes slowly moved to her left chest, where there were two knife wounds, pierced from behind and from the front, the knife technique was very exquisite, just enough to cut the girl's heart vein, no more than a penny, no less, but enough to kill.

Narrowing her eyelids, Sakuraichi stretched out her hand and put it on the girl's forehead, she found that after years of contact with various non-humans, the girl's brain has not died, in the cosmic era in which Sakuraichi lives, human beings have produced a resurrection serum, and the premise of this resurrection is that the brain is still working, and other functions don't matter.

In other words, as long as she wants, this girl can survive 100%, and all she loses is two L2 serums.

"What to do? It's so badly injured," Kitajima supported his knees with both hands, bent over to look at the unconscious girl, his brows furrowed deeply, "Do you want to send it to the hospital?" ”

"No need," Sakuraichi stood up, but never took his eyes off the girl on the ground.

I don't know if it's providence, this girl's heart vein is completely broken, it stands to reason that she should die at the moment of rupture, but she ran away by force, and coincidentally ran into herself who could save her, and the L2 serum she brought happened to be only two...

"Providence?" Sakuraichi's indifferent voice sounded, and a faint swirl of dark red eyes flooded the figure of the girl on the ground. Glancing unobtrusively at the dark alley, the silent pupils rippled through layers.

Then he retracted his gaze, turned around and was about to leave, but after taking two steps, he tilted his head, and said to Yuki Kitajima, who wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it behind him: "Take it back." ”

"Huh? HAI！ Kitajima Yuki nodded fiercely, secretly relieved in her heart, she thought that Sakura would die and not save her. Hurriedly picked up the person horizontally, and trotted to catch up with Sakuraichi.

After the two left, the dark shadow in the shadows narrowed the sword eyes, and a vertical leap disappeared in place.

After returning to his accommodation, Kitajima used scissors to cut the girl's clothes and cleaned her wounds. Sakuraichi took out a rolled roll of sheepskin fur from his bag, and when he opened it, there were labeled test tubes that were buckled, and the test tubes were filled with aqua blue liquid.

The index finger moved along the two rows of test tubes, from the test tube starting with A to the beginning of L, and finally took out two sticks marked L2, and at the same time opened a white slender box, took out the sterilization needle inside, pulled out the liquid, and then punched the back of the girl's head.

"Sakura... Sakuraichi," Yuki Kitajima watched Sakuraichi's movements and said softly, "She... Will you wake up? ”

Sakura paused to collect things, and the corner of her eye fell on Kitajima's face, she didn't expect Kitajima to ask like this. Generally speaking, people will ask questioning things like 'what did you call her' or 'should you send her to the hospital?'

And Kitajima asked like this, obviously, she completely believed her, Sakuraichi didn't know whether to say Kitajima was stupid or stupid, so he trusted her as a stranger, sold her and helped her count the money.

Thinking about it, Sakuraichi pressed the fingerprint lock of his bag, but his indifferent tone could ask a questioning sentence: "You trust what I am doing now?" ”

"Hmm," Kitajima nodded, hugged the unconscious girl to the bed, turned his head and looked at Sakuraichi with a slightly red face: "That, no matter Sakuraichi... Do··· What to do·· I... I will always be by your side!! ”

Although her words were quiet, when she said the back, Kitajima suddenly raised her voice, and her orange eyes looked at Sakuraichi firmly.

"Hey, whatever you want." After staring at each other for a long time, Sakura sneered coldly, pressed the brim of his hat, picked up the pajamas that he gave her from Kitajima and walked to the bathroom, and said lightly when he walked to the door: "I will wake up in three hours." With that, he closed the bathroom door.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Kitajima sat down on the ground in collapse, and the words just now seemed to exhaust all her strength, but ····· The corners of Kitajima Yuki's mouth raised, and a pleasant smile gradually bloomed on his face, getting bigger and deeper, and he stretched out his hand and made a V, hehe, he can finally be friends with Sakuraichi.

At night, the delicate fragrance of cherry blossoms broke into the sense of smell, the black-haired girl's eyebrows couldn't help frowning tightly, her eyelashes fluttered, the sword light and sword shadows in her mind kept flashing, and fine beads of sweat were quietly oozing through the skin of her face.

The eyelids opened suddenly, revealing the pair of orange-purple pupils below, and the cold killing intent emerged from them, and he sat up suddenly.

"Name."

After sitting stiffly for three seconds, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded, and the girl was stunned and turned her head.

An icy cool breeze blew in through the windows, lifted the curtains and fluttered wildly, sometimes sweeping over the lamps and sometimes over the books. Occasionally, the bangs of the girl in front of the desk are touched, bringing a slight curvature.

The girl sat on the chair, her right hand gently pinching the hat with the king of spades on the table, her left hand resting on the arm of the chair, her silver-white blue hair dragged long to the ground, and the cold gaze fell on her from the dark red eyes.

The black-haired girl's pupils condensed slightly, and her intuition told her that this girl was very dangerous, but the other party was probably the one who saved her, so she replied indifferently: "Sanada... Kuna. ”

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