Killing a person is not a difficult thing for Fukiyuki, it is like instinct imprinted in her body's five senses, although it may really feel a little uncomfortable at first, after all, it is a human being as alive as herself, and suddenly turned into a cold corpse on the ground. But just like when you kill fish and chickens, once or twice may not be comfortable, but after more than that, you will become numb.

Blowing Snow is very fast, and the attack is also very tricky, which is inseparable from the skills she learned in the assassination classroom, and she is indeed very talented, this mediocre move, after the shot, there are many changes, and the moves are all aimed at the point.

If she is facing an ordinary opponent, then at this moment, the opponent is already dead.

It's a pity that the guy she faced was much more tricky than the opponents she had ever met before.

Fuyuki was amazed that the fatal knife she swung had actually scraped directly through the other party's body, a situation she had never encountered before. The other party's body is like a ghost of nothingness, and there is no real feeling of slashing at the object, let alone the blood that should be flying after hitting the target.

"It's dangerous." The straight-haired girl said so, and in the next moment, Fuyuki saw that her short knife, which had never left her body and was like a talisman, was actually held in the other party's hand, and it was crumpled into a ball of scrap metal in an instant.

Is this really human......

Unprecedented frustration and fear gripped Blowing Snow's body, she had not failed in the assassination classroom, but it was the first time that she had encountered such a big gap in strength with her peers.

However, the figure of the other party is still approaching.

Going to be killed......

What to do, what to do, what to do in this situation?

"So, can you give me back the bag?" The straight-haired girl looked at her without any nervousness and said, "If you stay here any longer, you'll be angry if ○○ knows." ”

Blowing snow is jaw-dropping.

Looking at the dumb face in front of her, Fuyuki couldn't believe that such a powerful person had no murderous aura at all, but she suddenly recalled what the instructor had said, in the food chain of nature, the more outstanding the killer is, the more he knows how to restrain his edge, let others take it lightly, and then eliminate the opponent mercilessly.

I see, this guy is a killer who is more powerful than himself.

At that moment, Fuxue finally lost her resistance from the bottom of her heart: "I understand, I'm very sorry for taking your things, it's my fault, please spare me this time." ”

For killers, there is no such thing as dignity, what they learn is how to kill each other, how to survive in a harsh environment, and sometimes, surrender is also a kind of wisdom - at that time, they were only required to learn combat skills, and they have not yet been instilled with the killer's survival rules, because in the eyes of the instructor in the assassination classroom, only those who graduate alive and become killers need to know this, and those corpses destined to be buried do not need to know this set of rules.

Therefore, there is no pressure on Blowing Snow to beg for mercy from the other party, and compared to the hope of survival, this insignificant dignity is as worthless as dust and mud, and it is not worth a meal when you are hungry.

"That...... You don't have to do this, I'm not angry," the straight-haired girl suddenly stretched out her hand and touched Blowing Snow's head: "Good, good, it's a good boy to know that you can change your mistakes." ”

Blowing Snow couldn't help but raise her head, which one is this?

It was the first time she had been touched so intimately, like a frightened fawn instinctively a little frightened, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to hurt herself, she couldn't bear it. But, why, it's just a gesture of stroking with your hands, but it makes people feel the inexplicable warmth in their chests.

Recalling the time in the assassination classroom before, everyone was on guard against each other, and those pairs of eyes that were afraid of each other were afraid of when the other party would attack them, and everyone was eager to distance themselves from each other, let alone such obvious physical contact.

But...... It's not annoying, it's not a no-no to feel like being treated so gently.

If only there was no untimely cry of the stomach.

"Are you hungry?" The straight-haired girl heard the purring sound, which she was quite familiar with, so she could make out it at once.

The answer is yes, Blowing Snow hasn't actually eaten for a day.

The island of Novellands wasn't too far from where she had escaped, and she remembered what was taught in the assassination classroom that if she wanted to be not easily tracked and discovered by the enemy, she must not be exposed to public view and do things that could easily attract the attention of others.

If it weren't for the fact that he was really hungry and couldn't stand it, and the other party pretended to be very weak, it would be impossible for Blowing Snow to take the risk of doing such a blatant robbery, and stealing some food in secret was already the limit.

Now she is embarrassed, her hungry stomach makes her want to nod, but she is not sure what the other party means, there are many things taught in the assassination classroom, but the only thing that lacks communication with people is missing.

So when she saw Akagi touching her pocket, taking out all kinds of snacks and handing them to her, she was stunned and didn't know what to do.

The rule of survival for assassins, do not eat food of unknown origin.

However, the backlit smile in front of him dissolved the frosty hostility.

"Eat, it's delicious." The bright eyes like autumn water narrowed into a crescent moon in front of him.

She was moved, of course, more often than not, because she was too hungry.

So, Blowing Snow began to eat under the girl's gaze, but only after eating a little, he heard a louder grunt.

Hey?

I guess it's not me this time.

Fuxue raised her head, but saw the straight-haired girl scratching her head embarrassedly: "Well, my stomach seems to be a little hungry." ”

"......" The straight-haired girl saw Blowing Snow's hesitation, and hurriedly shook her head: "It doesn't matter, I've already eaten just now, so it doesn't matter if you're a little hungry, you can eat quickly." ”

Fuyuki glanced down at the snacks piled up in front of him, and handed a pineapple bag to the straight-haired girl.

"Together?"

She was responded with a brighter smile: "Well, let's eat together." ”

At that moment, I don't know if it was because of the sunshine that fell on this alley, or if I fell into some unknown magic, Fuyuki felt that he was really fascinated by that smile, obviously he had been experiencing extremely painful things, but in this world, there was also an expression that could be so beautiful and make himself feel at ease.

"What's wrong, aren't croquettes delicious?" The girl looked at her strangely, as two tears ran down Fuyuki's cheeks.

"No, it's delicious." Fuyuki covered her face with her elbows, obviously not feeling sad, but she couldn't stop her tears.

It felt so warm, as if my heart was about to melt.

"You're weird, but it seems to be funny, by the way, what's your name......"

“DD-011。”

"What's that?"

"Number."

"It's weird." At this time, the straight-haired girl suddenly stopped, turned her head, as if some voice came from the direction of the alley: "Ah, my companion is coming to me, I won't tell you, ○○ It's terrible to be angry, I have to go." ”

Fuyuki watched as she stood up and walked out of the alley with her bag in her hand.

"That ......" Fukiyuki muttered as her lips opened, but she couldn't get the words out of her mouth.

"Ah, yes." The straight-haired girl suddenly stopped.

“？”

She turned her head: "If you think of a name, will you let me know when we meet next time?" ”

"Hmm."

Blowing snow, blowing snow......

"Blowing snow, blowing snow......" called for her voice closer, which made Blowing Snow's closed eyes loosen for a moment, and the light of the fire lit in the darkness made her feel a little dazzling, and Blowing Snow recalled the fact that she had been detained.

It seems that the Admiral is finally going to interrogate him, and Fukiyuki thought he would be able to calm down even more.

Fuxue raised her head and looked forward, only to recognize who the figure standing in front of her at the moment, close to her, was.

"Akagi-san?" The sound of blowing snow finally couldn't keep its composure anymore.

Damn, did that guy actually send Akagi-san to interrogate himself?

But even so, even so......

The heart is in turmoil, and what is more intense in the chest is fear than being overwhelmed.

I took advantage of Akagi's trust in her, so I'm going to suffer retribution?

However, this time she still guessed wrong.

The figure in front of him, although he was no longer the straight-haired girl of the day, put his hand on his head as he did yesterday, stroked it gently, and then smiled: "Are you hungry, blowing snow?" I've got food for you. ”

At that moment, the tears rolling in the eyes of the blowing snow could no longer be suppressed and burst out of the eyes.

As if the two people who had traveled through time and space, Blowing Snow tightly grasped the figure that he had missed that day, and said the words that he had never had a chance to say.

"I'm sorry, but there's ...... Thank you, Akagi-san. (To be continued.) )