The fleeing figure gradually disappeared.

The breeze gently ruffled the dead leaves that fell on the ground, and the atmosphere in the dim alley suddenly became quiet.

The old street lamps emitted a flickering glow.

"Was—"

The short-haired girl kicked the hilt of the knife standing on the ground as if she were nothing, and the two-meter-long knife swirled and danced at her side, and then covered it with the original linen cloth and tied it firmly.

In the process.

It seems that the naginata knife with a minimum of twenty or thirty pounds is weighted in the girl's hand, it is like a wooden stick in the hand of a child, and her face is not red or panting when she plays it.

The impact on Yuan Laiguang is still very strong.

When the slender short-haired girl took out a two-meter knife and swatted the yellow hair like a fly, Yuan Laiguang knew that things were about to change.

Although this kind of force is difficult to accept on a girl, Yuan Laiguang was shocked for a moment and accepted it - there are men in the world who can guide more than sixty times a day, is there still a girl with a lot of strength.

It wasn't until the girl who rewrapped the naginata knife and carried her back slowly walked over that the somewhat distracted Yuan Laiguang put down the mobile phone she was holding.

Of course, he just had a video.

And it has been prepared for the worst, if it really comes to the point of bloodshed, the mind has also communicated with the simulator to extract the firearm at any time.

I don't mean to be in the limelight.

It's just that when you really encounter this kind of thing, you can't help but want to shine, and before the video, he had already called the police and found several passers-by to help.

But so far, the patrol police have not come.

Those passers-by were afraid to avoid them when they heard it, and continued to walk with a cold face, ignoring Yuan Laiguang's help.

Yuan Laiguang didn't say anything.

Apathy is a cloak to protect yourself.

Like this kind of social concept, it is undoubtedly easy to be biased to evaluate one's own morality, and some people may choose to be indifferent or refuse unnecessary trouble.

Minamoto Rarimitsu retracted his chaotic thoughts.

Look at the short-haired girl who has already come closer.

"You shouldn't have shown up just now."

The short-haired girl's voice was flat to the extreme, and it didn't make people feel indifferent, as if it should be like this, without any other tone.

This sentence made Yuan Laiguang stunned.

"Why?"

He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Because you're too weak."

The short-haired girl said in a calm tone.

It has to be said that when people talk to each other in person, the tone and demeanor are more important than the actual meaning of the speech, at least in the senses.

Just like sometimes, if you are scolded in a flat tone, you won't get angry easily.

And sometimes just three words can provoke anger.

At least when he heard the girl say that you are too weak with a serious look on her face, Yuan Laiguang didn't mean much anger, but thought it was true.

Because he remembered the scene just now when the yellow-haired gangster was like a fly being swatted away.

The short-haired girl also seemed to feel that the sentence just now was biased, and stood in place for about a few seconds, and after thinking about it carefully, she added an explanation:

"It's a very stupid choice for the weak to want to help others when they can't protect themselves."

That's a bit excessive.

It's obviously an emphatic sentence.

His weakness is even more unabashedly emphasized.

"This... Miss. Yuan Laiguang said as calmly as possible: "Do you think it's polite to say this to someone who has reached out to you?" ”

Now the two are very close.

He could see the girl's face clearly.

I looked this weird girl up and down.

I found that the other party's height was about to catch up with me, and the minimum visual inspection must be about 1.75 meters, which is a rare height in Japan.

And the soft short black hair covers the ears, and the slender bangs on the forehead hang down the tip of the nose, which does not cover the face, which has a particularly lazy feeling.

The facial features are not too delicate.

But it's extraordinarily attractive.

The single eyelid does make the eyes thinner, the lips are thin and there is no paint, and the whole face looks thin.

The upper body is wearing a short sleeve, and it is a cotton short sleeve embroidered with a brown bear figure, which looks particularly cute, but it looks very inconsistent with the big knife behind him, and the lower body is wearing a pair of normal trousers, which makes him even more tall and slender.

Yuan Laiguang looked at her slender wrist that was exposed, and it was hard to imagine what kind of power it had, and it was easy to swing the knife that looked heavy just now.

"But I don't need your help."

Just as Yuan Laiguang looked at her, the girl replied in a calm and stiff tone.

Yuan Laiguang asked with a strange expression: "But before I knew that you had the strength to protect yourself, I saw a girl being chased and intercepted, I at least stood up, right?" ”

He's not asking for credit.

is just using normal people's logical thinking to deduce, even if she didn't help just now, she won't be weakened by her such a serious statement.

However, the short-haired girl pondered when she heard this, and a puzzled expression appeared on her clean face, and after thinking for a while, she raised her head and asked:

"Do you want to be paid? You didn't help me just now, I don't need to pay you, do I? ”

“......”

Seeing this, Yuan Laiguang's eyelids twitched slightly, and he had already determined that the girl in front of him had a quirky personality, and he had no expectations for normal communication with her, but nothing bad happened after all, so he waved his hand and said:

"It's alright, please leave."

The short-haired girl nodded when she heard this.

Then he just turned around and left.

There is not the slightest drag at all.

Looking at the figure of the short-haired girl leaving with a naginata, the already quiet street instantly became empty again, and Yuan Laiguang also took out his mobile phone and prepared to call a taxi back.

But just as he was about to dial, he stopped.

Then he looked up.

He was surprised to find the short-haired girl reappeared.

And back and forth in the street began to turn left and right.

One will run to the left alley, and the other will run to the right alley, it's like walking a grid maze, constantly trying and making mistakes, trying to find the right route, and solve the problem in the most stupid way.

In the end, he turned back again.

"Were you just looking at them and they're still around?"

Putting down the phone, Yuan Laiguang asked out loud.

The short-haired girl stood in front of him again, her single-eyelid eyes showing confusion, pursing her thin lips, watching his eyes gradually firm, giving a definite tone.

"No, I'm lost."

The tone was extremely firm.

It's as if it's a matter of course.

Yuan Laiguang took a deep breath when he heard this, and after a while, he tried to provide her with a method, and said loudly: "Then you can use your mobile phone to navigate, you always know the location of your home, so it's not difficult, right?" ”

"I don't have my phone with me when I go out."

The short-haired girl shook her head.

"And what do you want to do now?"

Yuan Laiguang asked out loud.

"I need your help."

The girl said without hesitation.

Yuan Laiguang smiled when he heard this, and asked, "Didn't you just say that the strong don't need the help of the weak?" ”

"I'm weak when it comes to finding the way."

What an honest temper!

I'm so honest that I can't even lose my temper!

Minamoto Raiko's eyelids jumped.

"So you mean to let me send you home?"

"Yes."

The short-haired girl replied.

A smile appeared on Yuan Laiguang's face again, and he threw out the question just now: "It's okay to have just now, but now that you're asking me to send you home, it's okay to help, right?" ”

"Thank you."

The short-haired girl hesitated and said.

Yuan Laiguang couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

Although it's very tasteless to say this kind of thing, but the more people don't get it, the more they want it, even if they don't lack her thanks, but then they can't help but have a sense of victory, which is unavoidable as a human being.

Just as Yuan Laiguang took out his mobile phone again, about to ask the other party's home address, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something hanging from the girl's blouse.

It hangs down from under the short sleeves, and it looks like a white strip of cloth, and it is slightly curved, like a loose shape after a long time of binding.

Yuan Laiguang immediately looked up.

I found that the short sleeves of the short-haired girl's bear seemed to fluctuate a little more than just now, especially after moving her eyes up, I saw the protrusion that should not have appeared.

"Your clothes...?"

Yuan Laiguang subconsciously spoke.

But he didn't finish his words, because this kind of thing is very sensitive, and it's not good to say it frankly, so he plans to keep quiet, which is also a kind of respect.

Keyuan Laiguang had just raised his head, and he found that a pair of hands quickly appeared below, tearing out the strip of cloth that had just fallen down.

The strip of white cloth is very long.

Fold it up in a slender wrist.

With the evening breeze fluttering unscrupulously.

Yuan Raiguang shook his nose.

I felt a strange mellow smell wafting in.

How to say it...

Probably the smell of some shower gel, plus some sweat that is not unpleasant, and then the strange fragrance that covers the skin for a long time somewhere.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

This smell is not unpleasant to say.

It can be said that it smells good but it doesn't smell good.

In the previous life, when Yorimitsu was still in college, because there were many girls in comprehensive schools, the corridors were very crowded when changing classrooms between classes, especially in the summer, the air was filled with this smell.

It's quite familiar.

The chaotic thoughts kept drifting by, and Yuan Laiguang quickly came back to his senses, and his gaze moved up to a normal level.

And then...

He met his slightly cold eyes.

There is even a murderous aura hidden in it.

It's as if there is an ethereal blood-red aura, and under the calm eyes hides the tyranny, and the kind of killing intent that can clear and awe-inspiring people's hearts.

The eyelids that stared at Yuan Laiguang jumped wildly.

Meanwhile.

A hint of the simulator pops up in front of you.

[Muchuan Quan's dislike has increased slightly! ] 】

[The annoyance has been reversed into a reward!] 】

[Please pay attention to the inventory check!] 】

He opened the mysterious quaint roulette wheel.

diverted attention to avoid the girl's eyes.

The roulette wheel, which had been locked in dark chains, gradually revived, and the edges of the cherry blossoms glowed pink, and Minamoto Yorimitsu's mind was immediately absorbed into it.

[The Sin of Anger: Anger stems from excessive discrimination, harm, and vigilance against others]

[Note: A Sin of Rage Micro Roulette Prize Draw can be conducted]

[The roulette wheel has ended, please check the corresponding reward]

[Congratulations on obtaining the item: Glock Type 22 Pistol (with 300 rounds of ammunition)]

【Rewards Loaded】

Yuan Laiguang's heart gradually settled down.

But looking at the reward, he still frowned.

Isn't this a weapon of American-style integration?

He wasn't surprised by the girl's annoyance.

After all, it's a matter of more privacy, and the other party just seems to have a somewhat flat personality, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand these things.

As long as a serious girl is angry about this kind of thing, let alone being seen by a stranger, I am afraid that the shame in my heart will explode immediately.

But what does it mean to be rewarded with a gun.

Let yourself compete with her within ten meters, is her knife faster or her own gun faster?