"Stark, when did you meet Brother Salami?" Nataya, who came with a punch, was gently held by Stark.

Stark elbowed Nataya's throat, and then threw the blonde girl to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall, and then pressed sideways.

"This errand is the best memory I have since I followed the captain for more than a year...

At this moment, Stark didn't have the sentence that Nataya asked in his head.

"I've told you at least a hundred times that your enemies won't talk to you,

Every second in the training ground, you have to treat it as a real battlefield, otherwise you won't know how to die in the future! ”

Stark pressed Nataya and pretended to be serious and serious at the same time.

With a "poof", a mechanical arm wrench more than a meter long smashed into Stark's shoulder.

"How long are you going to press..."

Curly-haired Gail with black lines appeared behind Stark.

"I'm life and death education, you know what!

I'm a Black Hand agent, you know, Black Hand!

You stinky repairman, fuck off! ”

Stark, who had let go of Nataya, jumped to his feet, rolled up his sleeves and was about to pick up Gael's collar.

"What a black hand ... The groping pork knuckle is almost the same... ”

A sharp tool driver was pressed against Stark's Adam's apple, and the two men were tense like two monkeys fighting, facing each other with red faces.

"Enough ... Stand down ...

I'll teach the rest of the course myself...

I see that you don't have as much time to give her lessons every day as you do to fight with this curly monkey... ”

Major Allen, who was wearing a light blue tight-fitting training suit, was holding Nataya's hand with one hand and pulling her up from the ground.

Looking at Stark and Gail as they walked out of the training room, you pinched me, and I kicked you, Nataya couldn't help but laugh.

"If you have any questions, just ask me"

Allen, who was wearing a blue training suit, moved his left leg back half a step, leaned back slightly, and crossed his hands back and forth in fists on his chest.

"Let me see what you've done in the past ten days"

Nataya, who was also wearing a blue tight-fitting training uniform and a belt, bowed half to Allen, slid forward with her right leg, and punched straight with her left hand, digging Allen's face to the door.

"Didn't you serve in the Char Star Zone, why did you become an agent of the Central Star?"

Alan gently turned his face sideways, knocked out Nataya's straight punch with his left hand, and raised his right hand from the bottom to the top, in the process, Nataya's right fist, which had just sneaked up, was blocked by the anticipation.

"The combo intent is too obvious, I won't just block on the battlefield, at this time your middle and lower lanes are empty, I can take your life with one blow."

Then Erangel blocked Nataya's right hand, sinked down and pressed Nataya's left shoulder, and tripped her with his right foot, causing Nataya to the ground again.

At this point, Allen, who was holding down Nataya's arms and shoulders, was less than a punch away from the tip of Nataya's nose.

"I was transferred from Charl Star District to Central Star a year ago, and I was promoted from lieutenant to major in charge of Black Hand Agent 0081 Squad"

This extremely familiar face, as well as the small scar on his forehead caused by his naughtiness when he was a child,

An inexplicable sadness swelled up in Nataya's heart.

Everything on this face was so familiar, except for the eyes.

After saying this, Alan let go of Nataya and took the pose again.

"You didn't grow up in an orphanage as a child! Do you remember taking care of a little girl! ”

Nataya rushed into Allen's arms with a punch, and just as she was about to get close to the man, she suddenly turned around and turned into a whip leg.

Alan didn't even use parrying, he just squatted and swept away, and Nataya, who had lost her center of gravity, rolled over and fell to the ground again.

The black-haired man turned and knelt down, his knee against Nataya's throat.

"I grew up in an orphanage, but I didn't know any little girls.

To be precise, I don't know any of the people in the orphanage, and I don't want to know anybody. ”

After letting go of Nataya, Eren once again took the pose to receive the move.

Nataya lay there, not moving.

"Get up!"

Alan frowned as she looked at the blonde girl lying on the ground.

Nataya, who slowly got up, looked at the familiar man in front of her in distraction.

Although she knew very well that no matter who she was looking like now, it was difficult to associate it with that six-year-old child.

She also knew very well that the man in front of her was unlikely to be like the man in the virtual machine, smiling and stretching out his hand to herself.

Just like that, looking at him a meter or two away.

Two years have passed, and his face is still so white, and his hair has only grown a little.

The body is noticeably a little stronger, probably the only trace left by the past two years.

"Why are you changing your name, why don't you acknowledge your past!"

Nataya rushed forward again, suddenly reaching out her hands to grab the man's right hand that was stretched out in front of her chest.

Alan dodged to the left, grabbed Nataya's shoulder and pressed it down, sitting on Nataya's back, cutting the girl's hands back.

"Okay, I don't change my name, I've been called Alan since I was born, Alan Rufsia. As for my past, what do you have to remember? Except for the orphanage, which is a special training camp, my life belongs only to the Federation. ”

Allen, who let go of his hand again and stood up, once again put on a posture to take the move.

"It seems that Ibu is right to let you practice, with your current appearance, whose wish do you want to fulfill? It's ridiculous. ”

Alan looked at Nataya, who was getting up from the ground, with an expressionless face.

Nataya, who stood up, just drooped her head and walked to Alan's side step by step.

Allen, who took the receiving pose, looked at the girl who had no fighting spirit, and slowly straightened up and lowered his hands to his side.

"You've got to... Is the name Nataya... ”

The blonde girl slowly raised her left hand, and her slender little thumb stretched out from the clenched fist of her left hand.

"Do you remember a little girl named Nataya?"

Nataya, who raised her head, looked at the black-haired man in front of her, who was both familiar and extremely unfamiliar.

Alan looked down at Nataya, leaned down slightly, and put her face to her left ear.

"Anyone who wants to approach agents has an unfathomable amount of malice. If you're not the target I'm protecting right now, you're already a corpse.

Killing a sweet-looking and harmless woman was my first lesson in the bootcamp. ”

Alan, who left the training room after leaving Nataya, left without looking back.

All that was left was the blonde-haired, lonely figure standing there.

The slender hand, with its little finger outstretched, slowly clenched into a fist again.

"Something must have happened,

Something must have happened ...

This can't be, Brother Salami said,

He will never forget to go back to Nataya!

He pulled the hook ... ”

The lonely figure slowly knelt on the ground, and even the long golden hair was sprinkled out.