274.Begging for a Vacation Trip (Part II)

"Perhaps, as you said, blowing snow. You may have been abandoned by the Governor. ”

"Is it really okay to have a super straight ball as soon as you come up?"

"I just don't think I can hide it from you."

Richelieu, who was holding the coffee, said directly to the sneering girl in front of him, with a serious expression on his face.

Even when they came to the café, the requirements of the two of them were still clear. On the snowblowing table was a can of juice she had brought herself, and in front of Richelieu was a dark, steaming cup of coffee.

Although it is very boring, there used to be a word 'friendship' between the two.

A blonde girl who gradually got tired of being a secretary ship, and then became confused, a girl who killed her own admiral, and the meaning of her whole life gradually slipped into the abyss, they used to have a very pure friendship. Cheer each other on secretly, and then cheer each other on.

Strictly speaking, they should actually be best friends. Although they don't say it, they are very clear about the weight of each other in their hearts. The bloody years of the past, if it weren't for the pillars of the soul, no one would be able to survive.

However, that was only the past, and now one person will personally bury the future of another person, and personally send her away from this homeland where countless blood and sweat have been poured in.

"It's the Governor's decision."

Richelieu repeated it with his coffee cup in his hand, in exchange for a sneering expression on Blowing Snow.

The cunning rabbit died. Lackeys cook, this kind of truth couldn't be simpler.

In a period of checks and balances, it is indeed necessary to blow the snow, the captain of the second brigade of the gendarmerie, because she is an outsider but has enough strength. And the attitude shown is impossible to join any organization, and it is necessary to save zài as a secret hand.

Moreover, blowing snow itself is also a kind of deterrent storage zài, which is used to deter those who have a slightly unstable attitude, so that they can see clearly whether their strength can stand up to the gendarmerie.

To put it simply, it is to curb some of the dirtier means, and at the same time to preserve zài as a necessary evil.

But the specter of the Pacific and the chief flagship of the deep sea of the West have simply turned all the opposition into a mess. A huge power vacuum suddenly emerged, short-term. It is unlikely that any faction or person will pose a threat to the Governor in three to five years. And the governor can also be safely handed over to the young man who guards the Alaska town.

If the opponents are dead, then the people who install them are naturally the ones who trust them. Or maybe it's the help of the new generation. The entanglement of interests between them has nothing to do with the previous generation of people who have become scumbags. In other words, blowing snow as a deterrent force is no longer so necessary.

It's not that she's useless, it's just that she's no longer someone who has to be protected in a crisis. Rather, they are pieces that can be used for other purposes. There was no reason for her to stay in Tianjing.

So after weighing the pros and cons, the old man made one rational choice after another very carefully.

This time it was also a rational choice.

In the case that the manpower is really not available, Fuyuki needs to leave Tianjing.

If there are no accidents, maybe you won't be able to come back in the future. At least while the Governor is still in office, she may not be able to return to this position.

"This is a very important task, and only people who trust and have considerable strength can do it."

Richelieu lowered her head, held the steaming coffee in her hand, and said in a calm voice, not letting Fukiyuki see her expression.

"Good at judging the state of others. You have to be the best, at least you can't mix with the local ship girls and admirals to confuse information, simply put, you need a person who is deterrent enough to monitor. Guide them. ”

"So I'm the best choice?"

"Yes."

"How long will it take?"

"Until the Governor decides that there is no problem."

“…… Ah, yes. It's really convenient to have a commander, no matter what you do, you can push it on the head of the admiral. ”

Drinking a juice drink, Blowing Snow raised his head and looked out the window at the scenery.

It's not so hard to accept in my heart.

Anyway, there is a feeling of dust falling to the ground.

Ah, I see. This kind of see-through look.

It turned out that it wasn't bullying the work-related injury number. It's just a simple decision to use the ship's mother as a tool.。

The governor did not do anything wrong. It's normal to think about the allocation of personnel, it's normal to think about the future in the future, and then it's normal to think about the relevant measures. In the end, it was decided that Blowing Snow should leave Tianjing and go to monitor the waters of Alaska.

No wonder that guy is so annoyed and messy, he still can't accept this kind of thing. Obviously, he is also a hard-working person, just like he really uses people as tools.

Maybe you shouldn't have made that decision in the first place, right? I have someone to talk to, but it's annoying that it turns out like this.

But ah, is that the shipwreck without a commander like that?

You can't even have ideas. Even the so-called second captain of the gendarmerie is just a tool to be called around.

“…… One last question, Richelieu. ”

Looking at the blonde woman who had been keeping her head down, Fukiyuki turned her head and asked out loud with a serious face.

"What does it feel like to have an Admiral? What is the idea of having an Admiral? Why are you all like this? Why? ”

"I don't know ......"

The blonde woman lowered her head and said dryly.

"But there's a sense that life will be meaningful."

"Don't you regret it?"

“…… No regrets. ”

"Yes. Thank you. ”

Blowing Snow nodded thoughtfully.

Then he drank the can of juice neatly, scooped up the can, threw a parabola under the strange gaze of the clerk, and threw it steadily into the garbage channel.

The palms of his hands did not tremble, and he did not feel any heartache, nor did he feel very aggrieved. It's just someone else's tool and blade, but it just reaffirms this sad fact. There is nothing to say.

After making sure that his palms did not shake in the slightest, Fuxue slowly stood up and stretched.

Nodding to the blaming people around her, the girl sighed slowly and prepared to walk down the stairs to leave the café.

However, at the moment when she was about to leave, a call suddenly came from behind her.

"Blowing snow!"

Fuxue turned around in some surprise and saw the blonde-haired shipwreck standing up trembling all over, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and raised her head suddenly.

The face that seemed to never change was already covered with tears that were not graceful at all, and the clear pupils reflected the petite black and white body of Fuyuki, and he held the table with both hands and took a deep breath.

"I don't regret it!"

A sharp and hoarse voice began to echo in the café, causing the clerks to look at the trembling ship girl in amazement.

"I never regret it! Whether it's your business, or the Admiral's business, or anything else, or something like that, I never regret it! ”

"So, I don't regret it, I don't regret it, so please ...... too"

"Please ...... too"

……

Looking at the blonde girl who couldn't cry like a child, Fuxue was stunned, and then a subtle arc was outlined on her face.

It was like a hazy and immature morning light, and bright colors appeared on the face of the original Shura, constructing a delicate and cute picture. The girl smiled and looked at her past friend, looking at her face full of tears and stunned by surprise, and nodded in conviction.

"Well, so do I."

“…… Huh? ”

Looking at Richelieu, who was so surprised that he didn't even gasp, Fuxue stuck out his tongue and smiled.

Then she immediately put on a poker face, turned around expressionlessly, and waved Richelieu behind her with one hand in her pocket and the other.

"I don't regret it either, everything is."

"Whether it's your business or mine's business, if it happens, it happens, and I won't regret it. At best, I'll feel a little regretful. ”

"Come on, it's just a long trip, it's not a big deal. So—"

So, farewell.

Farewell, my friend.

Tasting the slightly salty liquid that had slipped to her lips and blocked her words, the girl sniffled, reached out and wiped her cheeks, pulled up her hood under the surprised gaze of passers-by, and sped away from the place. (To be continued)

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