Trapped Lelouch firmly on the chair, pulled the professional sailor's knot on the back of the chair with his hand, and after confirming that it was firm, Bai Mao folded his arms with both hands and stood calmly to the side.

Just now, after the president announced on the radio that the body of this dance party was actually a cross-dressing meeting for men and women, Leluxiu's face suddenly changed drastically, and he rushed to the door of the student union office at lightning speed.

The president sat high on his desk, his chin lifted coldly.

The white hair comprehended, and without looking back, he grabbed Lelouch by the collar with his backhand, dragged his imperial brother back, and tied him up with skillful means.

Seeing Xia Li with an infatuated look in his eyes, holding a bunch of makeup bottles towards him, while chanting in a dreamy voice that he had long wanted to try this, Lu Luxiu was in a hurry and turned his head to look at the president behind him.

"That's not what we said!"

"I'm just going to promise you a 'prom.'" With a sinister smile, the president took out an eyebrow pencil from his vanity case and outflanked him from behind.

"Elan!"

As soon as Lu Luxiu spoke, a pair of slender hands suddenly fixed his head from behind.

"Is this okay for the president?"

The president's loyal lackey, Bai Hai, asked earnestly.

"Hmm." The president patted Elan on the shoulder in appreciation.

"You betrayed me?!"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Elan comforted softly.

"Come, close your eyes, and come over at once."

This kid is really in league with them! They have long been angry! I've been calculated! Damn it!

Do you want to use geass?!

No, you can't waste it on such a boring thing, and you can't waste it until you have to・・・・・・ at a time like this・・・・・・

"Suzaku !! ・・・Zhu ・・・・ Finch? ・・・・・・Hey? ”

The door next door slowly opened, and two figures moved in in a veiled manner.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.

"Oh~~~~" the president widened his eyes and applauded. "Surprisingly suitable."

"What about Indian." Xia Li reconsidered, his eyes firmly locked on the other party's lean abs.

"Well, just the right amount of erotic emotion." White Fur gave two thumbs up.

Wearing a veil, revealing two eyes with deep eyeliner, wearing only a bandeau sally, barefoot, and a loose bloomer made of translucent muslin underneath.

Suzaku stood in front of everyone so shyly.

"Ah... I'm still embarrassed, hehe."

Livar, who was wearing a wedding dress, scratched the back of his head and spoke.

"Great! Miss Livar. The president gave him an encouraging look. Be sure to enjoy your face tonight. ”

Livar was so electrified that he immediately entered the state, carrying his skirt and blessings, his eyes were full of a dreamy feeling like a little girl in Huaichun.

"Suzaku... you ・・・・・・"

Seeing that his last hope was also shattered, Lelouch closed his eyes with grief and indignation.

"Ah, Suzaku-kun."

As if with his sixth sense, Yilan found the treasure of the town school wandering by the door, and hurriedly beckoned to the Suzaku on the side.

"Come on, come on, Suzaku-kun."

"Huh? Be. ”

"Can you fix him for me, I've got something to do."

"Okay."

Suzaku answered, pinching Leluxiu's cheek with an innocent smile.

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Cornelia sat at her desk, flipping through the photos in her hands one by one, her brow furrowed. Guildford, who was on the side, stood silently behind her.

In the ruins in the photo, more than a dozen knight Mare were painted in red and blue, divided into two groups, and were rushing towards the opponent's position in some kind of shape, with sporadic paint bullets leaving green spots on the opponent's body.

In the second photo, just as the two sides were about to enter the effective firing range, the two sides suddenly stopped.

In the third, the pilots of both sides opened the hatch at the same time, stood in the driver's seat, and pointed their middle fingers in the direction of the camera.

All the pilots wore the kind of masks that were half-covering their faces like holding the pipa, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, but under this high-definition military lens, everyone's mouth shapes, FUCK, were clearly seen.

"Has it been so arrogant・・・・・・ ZERO?"

Cornelia said through gritted teeth.

The voice was soft, but it was chilling to the bone.

"Your Highness, I thought it was time to do it." Guildford said, bowing down. "Yes to that what 'autonomous region'."

Cornelia raised her hand to stop him.

"Not yet・・・・・・

"But Your Highness, our army has been observing for so long, and ZERO does not have any conditions that can threaten us at all, so if it continues, it is just a matter of raising tigers. Besides..."

"Guildford." The princess's voice became stern. "I said, now is not the time."

"・・・・・・ yes." The knight didn't argue anymore, and quietly stepped back.

ZERO。

How could that man not have hole cards.

IF IT WERE ANYTHING ELSE, SUCH AS ALL ELEVEN LIVES IN THE AUTONOMOUS REGION, THE EXPLOSIVE SCANDAL IN THE MILITARY DEPARTMENT, AND EVEN IF SHE HELD A KNIFE TO HER NECK, CONELIA WOULD NEVER HESITATE IN THE SLIGHTEST. Even if she dies together, she has to crush ZERO's bones and ashes before she can resolve her hatred.

But she couldn't.

The same night as she had finally made up her mind last week to wipe Shinjuku and Saitama off the map by holding a confidential battle meeting for that purpose, Euphemia knocked on her bedroom door.

With a trance-like expression, I don't know where I got a gun, and I just put it against my neck.

[Whether it's ZERO, or District 11, there's only the autonomous region・・・・・・...

[It doesn't matter if you think I'm crazy, send me back to China, even if you imprison me... As long as I can move, as long as I know that the autonomous region is damaged a little bit・・・・・・]

[I'm really sorry, sister, but... I promised those children... if anything happens to them, they will never live alone・・・・・・]

Yuffie was serious—she had been her sister for sixteen years, and as her dearest relative, Cornelia could feel it clearly.

The fingers on the trigger were so steady, her tone was so calm, and there was no struggle in her heart, as if she was saying something irrelevant.

That is the calmness and calmness that only those who have truly decided to die can have.

This is by no means her Yuphe.

That man must have done something to her!

Mama, guards, psychiatrists, and even spies were escorted 24 hours a day, but they still couldn't get any news from her. Aside from being slightly gloomy, there is nothing unusual about Euphemia's appearance.

Cornelia was scared half to death, her heart was about to break, but there was nothing she could do.

The autonomous region...

At least until Yuffie comes to his senses, the autonomous region will not be able to touch a single hair.

But it's not a way to let ZERO grow like this, and let the Black Knights kick their noses like this, and ride on Britannia's head to spread wild.

ZERO'S INTENTIONS ARE CLEAR, HE WANTS TO STRIKE FIRST.

Just when the man was hoarding his strength with all his might, the military department fell into complete infighting. Under the influence of one another, it will not be long before the troops of a certain military region in the 11th district alone will no longer be able to suppress this force. And ZERO's all-out blow must be aimed directly at the heart of Area 11.

This time bomb just lay next to the Tokyo Leased and ticked・・・・・・

And I can only look at it like this・・・・・・

What other means are there to stifle this force without touching the autonomous region・・・・・・

Sell a flaw and lure the snake out of the hole?

No, let's not talk about whether ZERO will be fooled or not, even if he eats his tentative troops.

Or, hypothetical sums? Waiting for the other party...

Cornelia shook her head vigorously, erasing the disgusting thought from her mind.

The man wouldn't have taken such an obvious hook, and the pride of the military would not allow her to do such a depraved thing. This kind of means, as long as it is used, she has already lost.

Is there any other way... can I ・・・・・・

No! Wait a minute!

How could these brand-new bodies, with 24 hours of non-stop high-intensity training during this time, be able to withstand such an expense with the financial resources of an emerging terrorist organization?!

Since ancient times, there is a saying: when a cannon goes off, there are ten thousand taels of gold. Terrorists are okay, they have little dependence on logistics, they can 'fight' as long as they have a grenade, and naturally they don't have any need for money.

However, the scene in the photo is completely different, and this posture is completely in the direction of developing the army. This would not have been possible without the sheer amount of financial backing.

Behind the Black Knights, there must be a bottomless pocket to support.

Looking at post-war Japan, there is only ・・・・・・

I see.

Isn't one Japanese liberation front enough? The Empire has indulged you to such an extent that you are still ungrateful and have a new pet.

It just so happens that successive governors have either benefited or are content with the status quo and have not taken any action against you. But now it's in my hands... It's not so easy to talk to.

"Guilford."

Cornelia sneered.

"Looks like we're going to have to uproot this time."