"Is this Sasebo...... Bastard, these guys are endless. ”

As if sighing, Hirohiko just half-lay on the bed and hung up the phone at the bedside.

"Kaga, are you up?"

Turning to look behind him, he saw not the familiar gentle face, but a lazy flying dragon, turning his head, and the bright yellow kimono and white navy uniform were thrown on the chair.

It's not that you're holding the wrong person, it's that it's a bad fate that shouldn't have happened in the first place.

"Hmm...... Not...... I can't eat anymore......"

The wyvern turned, then grabbed Hirohiko's arm and clicked it.

"Didn't you say you couldn't eat it?"

Today's town guard mansion is also a piece of chickens and dogs.

"I'm sorry...... What a sleep! Admiral, don't be angry, that ...... This ......"

The Wyvern, who was awakened from his sleep by Hirohiko's screams, had to get up and apologize while deciding to cook a delicious breakfast in the hope that Hirohiko would calm the anger in his heart.

But in fact, Hirohiko was not angry that the flying dragon bit him, but angry at why he was saying that he would bite himself again when he was full.

But in a sense, this way of thinking is a bit laughable.

This is an effective use of Hirohiko's only remaining humor cell, and of course it is also a rare use.

"What does the telegram say? Hirohiko. ”

The miso soup seasoned with a small amount of bonito is slowly served to the table, and it can be said to be a model of a good wife and mother, and the bright kimono stands out in the morning light.

"Yesterday at 1600 hours reported an attack, but it was only the appearance of the Einsatzgruppen, and it was successfully repulsed......"

As he spoke, Hirohiko slowly scooped up a small spoonful of hot miso soup with a spoon and tasted it carefully, revealing a satisfied expression, or rather, this is the kind taste that Hirohiko is kind to.

After all, it's been like this since four years ago.

Maybe this kind of affection can't be regarded as love at all, it's just a simple attraction to each other, mutual needs, and a support for both parties so as not to collapse.

The story at the beginning is not a good beginning, and it can be said that it is a false feeling that seems to be pouring out of the quagmire of despair.

At that time, Hirohiko had just experienced the Yokosuka tragedy, witnessed the death of his lover, the blow of degrading, and even his own home was razed to the ground in the explosion.

Hirohiko Zhuxing is the one who should die.

Obviously, he should die in place of his lover, but at the moment of surviving, he was actually excited about his survival.

But the next second, he fell into the abyss of self-loathing.

Obviously, his lover has died, but he is glad that he can survive.

Even if you ask yourself why, even if you repeatedly seek something, it is in vain.

So the person Hirohiko began to rot, like a stinky fish stranded on a stall, gradually rotting.

The former glory has long been forgotten, and under the paralysis of alcohol, indulging in lustful dogs and horses, it soon becomes worthless.

It can even be called a representative of the degenerate.

At that time, the Wyvern, or Shoko Yamaguchi, was more appropriate.

The wife of Hirobumi Yamaguchi, the commander of the Second Air Force, Hirobumi Yamaguchi, a leader in the theory and practice of air warfare, is known as the air carrier duo with Hirohiko, and the combination with Shoko is a perfect match.

At that time, Hirohiko was just beginning to show his eloquence.

But the Yokosuka incident completely changed everything they knew.

The commander of the 2nd Air Force, Hirobumi Yamaguchi, was killed in the battle, along with Yanagimoto Yanagimoto, the commander of the Wyvern.

And it just so happened that the hull of the Soryu was seriously damaged in the previous battle, and it was anchored in other ports nearby, and did not stay in Yokosuka, and the flying dragon, that is, Shoko Yamaguchi, because he was still in the newlywed Yan'er, the Yokosuka military decided to give a temporary termination of the hull contract, and generously gave a ten-long vacation, so he was not in Yokosuka.

And Feilong, who had just walked out of the hospital and was holding the pregnancy certificate, received the bad news before he got home.

Under the huge mental blow, the fetus that had not yet grown in the womb was miscarried.

Grief-stricken, Wyvern decides to become a contractor again, venting all his love for his deceased husband and his hatred for the deep sea.

But in fact, it was a desperate thing that backfired.

It represented the white light in the contract city, which never lit up for her.

As a result, Shoko Yamaguchi also rotted, like a decayed flower, and disappeared in obscurity.

This is the beginning of everything, the meeting of two people who have lost everything.

The meeting of two decayed people who are drunk with alcohol, just as I said before.

It's not that hope is given, it's hypocritical feelings.

When the inadvertently generated contract light is lit, the two realize that their value has not been forgotten.

But there is no way to stop corruption.

Then, the two of them made a pact in order to leave this quagmire, and Wyvern would treat Hirohiko like a husband, and Hirohiko would have to accept it without reservation.

It looks like a one-sided effort, but it's like a parasitic vine that tightly wraps around the big tree called Hirohiko and grows in a twisted way.

And Hirohiko also accepted it as a matter of course, in the previous years, if it weren't for the thoughtful care and companionship of the flying dragon, it would not be possible to regain his glory today.

It's even more unlikely that there will be another encounter with Kaga.

In this way, Hirohiko is so convinced.

As a result, this entanglement and misfortune have been continued, and it is like a ball of thread that has been entangled, constantly twisted.

Among them, a karma called Kaga was added, so that this evil karma could not be broken.

"Speaking of which, where did Kaga go?"

Hirohiko slowly put down the miso soup and asked.

"Miss Kaga's words seem to say that something important is going out, but it's nothing, anyway, today is a public holiday."

The flying dragon served another night of hot miso soup and handed it to Hirohiko.

"That's true, but you can't be so idle, Wyvern, call Aoba and help me gather all the information about Sasebo."

Feilong served himself a bowl of hot miso soup and sat down face to face with Hirohiko.

"But before that, you have to fill your stomach before you have the strength to work, Hirohiko."

In this way, under the light of the morning light, the two quietly ate breakfast.

Continuously, it seems that this evil relationship will never be cut.

PS: There doesn't seem to be much to say today

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