The sky was bright, and a few scattered rays of daylight shone through the clouds, and a hazy white spot fell through the overlapping leaves in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hospital room.

Someone pushed open the door to the hospital room.

The man was a young man, wearing a narrow black felt hat, two pinches of black hair curly at the sideburns pressed by the brim, the bridge of his nose was even higher, his face was a little too narrow, the line of his chin was sharper than that carved by a ruler, his tie was a little loose, but the black suit was straight, and a long green tail hung lazily on his shoulder.

His eyes fell on the side of the beautiful face on the hospital bed, but he couldn't tell what it meant, he stood for a long time with his bag in his hand, and was about to leave when a delicate "duh" sounded in his ears.

The shiny black leather boots rubbed on the marble floor for a long time, and finally settled, turned around, and turned back.

The beauty had just woken up, her mind was still a little blurred, a white jade-like hand stretched out the quilt, rested on her forehead, and the whole person twisted restlessly a few times, and the black-haired seaweed was wrapped around the silver-white hospital gown as if it was alive, and it was beautifully thrilling in the whole miserable white room.

She squinted her eyes and screamed in a dry voice, "Reborn..."

"Hmm." Reborn pressed his hat and was silent for a while before he said, "I heard that Stupid Tsunade said that you want to go to Japan with him?" ”

"Oh, have you already met Tsunyoshi?" Ling Mei pouted, like a cat when she failed to compete with a dog for favor, and she complained a little arrogantly.

A cool breeze blew outside the window, Ling Mei trembled, and her mind was sober again, and when she found that she was subconsciously dissatisfied with her speech, her face flushed with shock, and she was embarrassed that she didn't know what to say, but she opened her mouth again and responded, "Yes." ”

Reborn narrowed his eyes and tightened his tie with both hands.

Suddenly, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know if her current grievances were true or false.

After all, the person in front of him was a spy for France......

And he knew it before she married into Pengle.

Why her identity was not revealed, not stopped, he himself could not tell.

"Ahh

But he never hurt his best students on his whims...... Not to mention Penglie behind the scenes......

In fact, if you do the math seriously, there are not a few women who come and go around Reborn, even if they can't compare to the passion and romance of the French, the Italians are also natural flirtatious, and even more sometimes the task requires the handsome and extraordinary rainbow son to maneuver between several women at the same time. Even when he became a little baby, a big beauty like Bi Yangqi took the initiative to send it to the door, and the charm of Mr. Killer can be seen. Today's reborn is also an excellent older unmarried young man in his thirties, and the women who took the initiative to send it to the door lined up from the door of Pengley's headquarters to the basement of the Japanese branch, but he still didn't say anything about marriage, and he just twisted the wine glass with two fingers at the wedding banquet, facing the two newlyweds in the air, and compared a "cheers~" mouth.

No one knows what the Rainbow Child thinks, but most Penglie people think that Reborn is "prodigalism that enjoys celibacy".

When this word reached Reborn, he was trying out a new silent pistol, and as he listened to his colleagues' jokes, he laughed and blew away the mushy black smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and whispered, "with my Flora"

Everyone thought it was referring to the delicate goddess of flowers, so they laughed twice and passed the topic.

The man in the black suit rubbed the gun in his hand for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"Bell-husband-person, it's sad to say this kind of misleading thing~ Huh?" His voice was low and mellow, deliberately elongated, and there was a bit of indescribable color and seduction.

He stared deeply at the beautiful female spy, remembering Epimetheus, who had accepted the gift even though he knew that Pandora was a scourge.

This is the most tragic evaluation of himself.

The female spy blushed and looked more and more delicate, "Ah, Mr. Reborn, sit down" She moved a little to the inside of the bed, then reached out and patted the side of the bed, motioning for Reborn.

"Heh" the old man laughed, and sat down on the edge of the female spy's bed with a single step, staring at the face that was so good that it was going to kill him meaningfully. Through the thin quilt, he could clearly trace a slender and graceful curve in his mind—as deadly as a thin strand tightly wrapped around his neck.

Suzumi blinked, and a few strands of curly hair fell from her long eyelashes, "Will Mr. Reborn go to Japan together?" She asked softly.

The old man took off his felt hat, waved the non-existent dust with his hand at the end of the hat, and replied slowly, "Maybe go, maybe not." ”

"Ahh If I ask Mr. Reborn to come with me, will I get a positive answer? The answer to this kind of question is not the question itself, but a deeper question that cannot be asked directly, as if it is dyed with the poetry of the nature of the sun, and wants to replace "I like you" with "the moonlight is beautiful tonight".

The woman's good-looking hand gripped Reborn's wrist without a little effort, but it was more stable than the newer shackles.

The Italian man slowly pondered the question, and as he continued to wipe his clean felt hat in his hand, he tilted his head, and replied quickly in a brisk and self-righteous tone, "Are you a French spy, or are you the tenth lady of Penglie?" ”

Ling Mei was not surprised at all that her identity was seen through by this man, she just hooked the corners of her lips and slowly smiled, and even that shyness did not recede from her face, "Aren't you going to come and watch me to prevent me from hurting your leader?" ”

"Then it looks like I'm going to have to go with you," Reborn sighed helplessly, and stroked the woman's face with one hand, each fingertip screaming restless, but only moving calmly like a monk.

Suzumi covered the thick palm that was attached to her cheek, and the alternating temperature of cold-warm-cold was like a new sandwich.

She gently scratched the man's fingers with her fingertips, calmly accepting the old man's gaze.

This is a man who can't find faults, a man who is perfect like a saint.

Yet, like the brutal beauty of Jerusalem when it was defiled by the Romans, the act of pulling the saint of Penglie down from the altar is heartwarming just by chewing on it.

Reborn's pupils tightened instantly, and his bony hand immediately slid down and pressed against the slender neck of the female spy, and with a slight force, he saw that the woman's face was flushed, and her breath could not keep up with her breath.

But she still smiled, as if she was sure that she couldn't kill her.

After all, whether it was the unchaste Madame Judaime or the spy of France, he couldn't find the perfect reason to explain it to his students, even if he didn't need to.

Kill her, kill her......

This is the best chance ever......

He let go anyway.

The moment she breathed smoothly, the female spy picked up the felt hat that Reborn had fallen on the side of the bed, and gently dropped a kiss on the brim, and the two of them were in such a miserable white ward, beautifully thrilling together.

Reborn left the room almost as if he had escaped.

His Flora was a thorny, quenched rose, and it was not difficult to admit it.

He didn't deny his feelings, he just needed time to think about whether to break the rose with his own hands, or ......

He remembered the first time they met, and the gentle French aristocratic lady almost deceived him, until he secretly solved a garbage owner with a fat brain, and found that the flower-like lady was copying some unsightly information in the dark compartment, and after success, in the clear moonlight, the young lady flew on the red mud wall, and her body was as light as the night wind.

“ciao~”

He whispered hello to Miss Thief, who hadn't found him.

……

When the two met again, it was already three days later, when Tsunayoshi Sawada landed at the airport in Tokyo, Japan, with his beautiful wife.

He stood in front of the temple and looked at the woman on the other side, in the glass-like building pouring into the sun, like a woman walking down from the snowy landscape on the top of the Himalayas.

Time is like a long shot from an old movie, stuck in the film, so he can't feel the flow.

Hanamiya Suzu wears a long red dress and a pair of high heels studded with crystals.

Even the most simple clothes worn on her body are as elegant and dignified as pilgrimage dresses.

"Bang!!"

Until a gunshot came to an abrupt end, Reborn hadn't even been able to tell whether it was the blood gushing out of the beauty's chest or the bright red of the dress itself.

It's rare for him to be sluggish for so long.

Suddenly, he heard Hayato in the prison temple shouting, "Frenchman! ”

He instinctively raised his gun and aimed it at the spy beauty who was lying lightly in Tsunayoshi Sawada's arms, wanting to completely deal with this damn French spy.

"Bang!!"

However, he turned his gun on the man in black who was trying to shoot again.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The cacophony of gunfire made him almost unable to think.

First of all, it is to protect Penglie and his own stupid students.

Suzu Hanamiya, who was lying in Tsunayoshi Sawada's arms, pulled the corners of her mouth open, and glanced at Penglie's saint - Mr. Reborn, who always played the role of a shadowy place, from a perspective that Juyome hadn't noticed.

"Tsunayoshi..... Will I die...."

She was indeed a little out of breath, and her voice was intermittently like a murmur through the fog.

The brown-haired youth was a little panicked, and the quality of the leader restrained his crumbling urge to shoot.

He stiffened and stroked his little wife's hair, and the cufflinks lying in his pockets were burning almost to scorch the nylon fabric.

"No, Suzu."

He kissed the back of his wife's hand.

Ling Mei closed her eyes and felt it silently, feeling that she was not going to die right now, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

The plot of this world is so disrupted that there is no reference, and you have to keep your name while searching for more information to find the power from outside the world.

I feel a little sorry for Mr. Reborn from the bottom of my heart.,Originally, the excellent rainbow child's feelings for her were only close to the initial state of good feelings.,Urging it to this point with flowers alive.,It's all because she selfishly wants to save Sawada Tsunayoshi's life.。

Early in the morning of her meeting with Reborn, she made numerous assumptions about whether Reborn already knew her identity as a spy - her guesses tended to be yes.

After all, Reborn's character has never paid too much attention to matters that have nothing to do with Pengley's safety, because the more attention he has, the deeper and deeper self-blame he will fall into, and he will continue to pay more and more attention, which is an endless cycle.

She has always had reservations about her intelligence about Ilmi.

The secret version circulating in the outside world is that Penglie's "that box" and "that ring" are some kind of medium that can summon the spirits of the undead of the other Pure Land. And through the exclusive fire of the Pengeletes, the undead will not be polluted in this world.

The current Empress of France wants to steal both, summon the former Sun King, and end the current stalemate with the Holy See. Take Europe in one fell swoop. But Ling Mei has always been very skeptical that these two items are really this kind of function, after all, this attribute is more like some kind of power that exists in another Holy Grail world, and does not match the rules of the tutoring world itself.

Thinking of the soul fragments they left in the Penglie Ring in the first generation, Suzumi was more inclined to believe that these two things were some kind of medium that could be used to preserve the soul fragments of the current Penglie Guardian.

But she didn't dare to bet with Tsunakichi Sawada.

This brown-haired man,

Ling Mei felt that her vision was getting blurred, and the brown-haired man's nose, mouth and ears were all blurred, only the gentle orange flame in the eyes was still clear.

So, the last thing she wants to hurt is this kind of gentle mess of good old people......

What do you say that Sawada Tsunayoshi, who has grown up, can shoulder Penglie on his shoulders and protect the glory of Penglie, which is the great emptiness that embraces everything, but gentle people are just because they absorb the bad energy of others into their hearts, and then chew with the little gentle energy in their own hearts......

But, I'm sorry, Tsunyoshi-kun.

I have to keep you alive in this world that might be tiring......

If your guess is correct...... She can still protect this gentle young man in the dark, but the person lying here has become Tsunayoshi Sawada, and her guess is not wrong......

Maybe......

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