Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Boy Who Likes to Sing and the Girl Who Likes to Listen to the Opera
The blue wings behind Sakurai flapped, allowing her to wander back and forth in the crowd like a swan.
It's just that this swan holds a short knife that can kill people in his hand.
She was not trained to fight, so even if she grabbed a gun with her spirit of speech and physical fitness brought by her high bloodline, she would not use it, so she simply used this light short knife.
However, even if she only used a short knife, she was still no match for these elite members of her own law enforcement team.
After getting used to Sakurai's agility and mobility, the members of the family's law enforcement team have found a way to deal with her.
One of the members succeeded in restraining Sakurai at the cost of being stabbed in the arm with a short knife by Sakurai, while the others swarmed up and subdued the beautiful woman.
Heihachiro Sakurai didn't make a move from beginning to end, but the participants in this operation were all members of the Sakurai family, so no one would blame this uncle who felt a little sorry for his niece, after all, they also had family and friends who were ghosts.
Looking at Sakurai Twilight who was pressed to the ground with a painful face, Sakurai Heihachiro's heart ached slightly.
The last time I was so heartbroken, it seems that it was because of the suicide of my daughter Miko......
Just as Heihachiro Sakurai sighed, the entire bubble tea shop suddenly became cloudy and windy, and the pedestrians on the street disappeared at some point, and the street lights were extinguished one by one.
Such a scene is as if this bubble tea shop is isolated from the world.
Heihachiro Sakurai instinctively felt that something was wrong, but before he could speak, a huge force came from his chest, and he was kicked from the cash register of the bubble tea shop to the outside of the bubble tea shop.
And the moment he was kicked out of the bubble tea shop, he seemed to be back in the original world.
The street lights are still bright, and the warm lights attract moths one after another.
Heihachiro Sakurai spat out a mouthful of blood, and only after recovering his senses did he notice that the surrounding scene had actually changed back to the original lively street, so just now, was it his hallucination?
He looked at the bubble tea shop, only to find that there were only a bunch of members of the family's law enforcement team who had fallen to the ground in the bubble tea shop, and standing there was a handsome boy, standing in the dim yellow light, a white shirt with a black suit, fresh straight hair, holding a bouquet of red flowers in his left hand, and a plain long knife thrown in blood in his right hand.
No one knew exactly when the boy had appeared, and how he managed to kill thirty-one of his elite law enforcement team members in an instant, albeit in disbelief. The faces of each member of the law enforcement team were full of horror, as if they had seen an evil spirit.
Just when Heihachiro Sakurai and Twilight Sakurai were stunned, Ruri Kazama handed the bouquet of red flowers held in her left hand to Twilight Sakurai.
"I'm sorry, I'm late, but there's only one flower shop in the neighborhood that sells red poppies. But it seems just in time, to put this group of people to sleep forever in the world of dreams before they hurt you. ”
Everything that just happened was the effect of the boy's words.
Dream Tapir
Effect: Spirit-based spirit, able to drag enemies into dreams, even if others realize that this is a dream, they can't break free, they can kill the enemy in the dream, make the enemy mentally die, if the enemy believes that they are killed in the dream, they will die in reality
Sakurai didn't understand what was going on, but she knew that it was the boy she didn't know who killed the members of the enforcement team in an instant and saved her. And she looked at the boy's handsome and unusual face, and without any thought of refusing, she took the flower that she had never seen before.
"Red poppy, the words are extremely luxurious and enchanting, this is the beauty that belongs to you, tears and weakness should not appear on your beautiful face." Ruri Kazama took out the handkerchief around her waist and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for Sakurai-chan.
Sakurai's heart was pounding, and her face was flushed.
"You'd better go, get out now, your family's law enforcement team may not be able to find you."
Sakurai doesn't know why Ruri Kazama wants to save her, but she doesn't want such a boy to ruin her future on the spur of the moment.
"It's okay, I'm a ghost, and I'm still a very evil ghost. As the dragon king of the fierce ghosts, the people who want to kill me must be able to line up from Osaka to Tokyo. Ruri Kazama smiled softly, "Come with me and join the Oni." ”
"Fierce ghosts?" Sakurai Twilight hadn't heard of this organization, but when she heard the name, she seemed to have a sense of intimacy.
"That's the home of our ghosts, and your real family is there. And you will no longer be a ghost who is out of place with the people around you, but one of the members of a large family who will feel the warmth of home. Ruri Kazama's words paused, and she looked at Heihachiro Sakurai, "But our mission is to liberate and redeem all the ghosts in this country.
Don't you think it's shameless and despicable to claim to be righteous people, but to deprive your family and friends of the right and space to live, and to force us who have nothing to go up the cliff that we don't know when we will fall?
This is a sinful, inhuman thing!
They will never understand why moths, who have never seen light in their lives, will pounce on fire when they encounter it, and even if they will face death, they want to be close to that light and experience the feeling of warmth. ”
Sakurai listened carefully to Ruri Kazama's words, and the man in front of her seemed to be an orator, mobilizing the fire in her weak woman's heart.
She agreed to the boy's invitation, both for reform and redemption, and for the boy's sake.
Ruri Kazama put away the scarlet long knife, took the girl's delicate hand, and walked away, ignoring Sakurai Heihachiro's roar.
This can be regarded as the return of this man's kindness to the ghost.
Ruri Kazama was walking down the empty street with the girl's hand, and suddenly he seemed to think of something and looked at the girl next to him with a smile.
"Do you like to listen to operas? If you don't mind tonight, can you be my only audience and listen to me sing a song? I just learned "Yang Guifei" by Bando Yuzaburo and wanted a beautiful girl to watch my performance. ”
Sakurai smiled brightly, like a girl who had received an invitation from a prince to dance with her at the royal ball, curtsied the corners of her dress and curtified.
"My name is Sakurai Kotwi, a girl from the Sakurai family, and she is a person who likes to listen to dramas."
Sakurai Twilight looked at Ruri Kazama, who was chuckling, she didn't know what love was, and she didn't know what it was like to love someone, but faintly, she had a feeling.
She must have fallen in love with the boy.
"My name is Yuan Zhinu, the second son of the Yuan family, and I am a person who likes to sing." Ruri Kazama was surprised by the girl's cuteness, and replied with a chuckle, unknowingly telling a girl her real name for the first time.
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PS: Thank you very much for your support, I was really surprised that so many readers stood up to encourage me when I was at my lowest. I'm an author who often flips through the comment area.,It's a timely understanding of readers' opinions.,It's also a respect for everyone.,Although it may be a little unprofessional.,At this time, someone should tell me to go to the code.。 But if there are too many comments in the comment area, you will inevitably see a lot of comments spraying me.
Writing a book is a real test of mentality. Even though I'm a veteran author who has written nearly a million words of historical essays, I can't help but gasp after encountering so many malicious comments. Coupled with the question of recommendation, I began to question my writing ability even more, and the whole person was very sluggish.
The first chapter yesterday was a state of mind that was broken up when I read the comment area in the middle of the night.,And then the brain began to short-circuit.,The originally determined plot direction suddenly didn't know how to develop and describe.,Wrote a bunch of messy things that I couldn't understand myself.。 So in the afternoon, I decided to delete the two chapters that came out in the early morning and rewrite them.
I adjusted my mentality.,In the evening, I finally sent out the chapter that was supposed to be updated at two o'clock in the afternoon.,It's also the first time since I signed the contract that I haven't updated it on time.,Maybe there will be this kind of thing in the future hahaha.。 What I can guarantee is that no matter what my mentality is, what I owe you will eventually make up, and try to ensure that the chapters of the day are updated on the same day, and I hope you can read the chapters of the day on the same day, thank you.
In the end, this thing didn't pay anyway.,Not counting the content of PS.,The text also has more than 2,000 words.,So don't talk about my water word count.,My body text will always be more than 2,000 words.。