District 11.

Bronze Tree.

A secret room.

"Youth,"

"You haven't been in my presence for three weeks."

She was dressed in a red robe.

Beneath the red robe was a white bandage, tied to every corner of the body.

"Hey,"

"There are so many people, give me some face."

Ayaro muttered quietly.

It was the high-level of the bronze tree who held the meeting, and it was better to say this kind of family matter in private.

"Huh?"

"You've got stiff wings, aren't you?"

Aite narrowed his eyes and reached out to pinch his ear.

Bronze Tree, my home.

What she wants to do is up to her.

"Can you show affection and go somewhere else?"

"I'm so annoyed."

Ayato said impatiently.

After many years, he has also grown to the point of being an S-class, and his strength is also first-class among the S-ranks.

"You're still so impatient."

The gecko plays with its own toy, the special tongs.

He joined the Bronze Tree a year ago, with the approval of Tatara.

Ayaro wasn't in a hurry to kill this guy, but secretly kept preparing some gifts.

Sometimes, death is not the most important thing, it is the process that matters.

"Cut,"

"If you want to flirt, please go private, there's a meeting here."

Xuandu said coldly.

There are very few people who know Aite's true identity, and most of them only know that Aite was approved by Tatara to become a high-level.

Hardly anyone has ever seen her make a move.

"After so many years,"

"You feel like you've become brave too, little Xuandu."

Ayaro couldn't help but smile.

If this little guy knew that Aite was the one-eyed owl, he didn't know what kind of expression he would have.

"Alright, let's get down to business,"

"The CCG is ready to wipe out this stronghold, sending thousands of troops, as well as two special investigators,"

"The outside population is already evacuating, leaving us with a maximum of three days,"

“......”

Taduo Liang told the story.

When the one-eyed owl appeared, it was in a state of Hitch, and it never showed its true face.

In the Bronze Tree, Tatara is the one in charge of delivering messages to the chief, and he is also the one in power on the surface.

"So,"

"That's the plan, if there is no doubt, you can disband."

Tatara said.

The expression on his face was always flat.

"Disband, disband!"

"Youth, now you have no chance to escape, follow me~~"

Aite jumped up from his chair, a pair of green eyes glowing under the bandage, staring at him.

"What the hell?"

Ayaro was dragged away by the hand.

"There's something good in my room."

The woman has a mysterious smile on her face, mysterious, weird, and ill-intentioned.

"Okay? It's a new game. ”

"What a new game, more exciting than a game~~"

A few minutes later.

A certain room.

"Damn stupid,"

"Let's consider my feelings, too."

Aite stared at him faintly.

"Call, 24-hour on-call service."

"Hmm-"

Aite didn't give him another chance to quibble.

Her kiss was so long that Ayaro even felt a hint of suffocation.

"Aya,"

"Don't leave me for so long."

She seemed to be giving orders, and she was like being coquettish.

At this moment, she was neither a mere nor a human, her eyes were neither dangerous nor cold, and she was burning with blazing flames.

Fate led her into his arms.

Her bandages fell in layers, and her skin was as white as snow.

Her heart was only warm in this moment.

"I like you,"

"Every day I like you a little more, a little more than yesterday, a little less than tomorrow."

He always likes to say things like that.

She couldn't help but laugh.

"You are my flaw, you are a part of me."

She muttered, her body trembling slightly.

Through the cliffs of darkness and pain, she became the sea at night, and he was her moon, and the reflection alone was so mesmerizing and dizzying.

Until the darkness faded and the starry sky finally fell silent.

......

"My new assignment for you."

Aite woke up and leaned lazily into his arms.

She held out a finger and drew a circle on Ayaraku's chest.

"Didn't you say that you want me to accompany you every day?"

Ayaro smiled.

"That's something you have to think about,"

"I'm only responsible for giving tasks."

She stretched, hugging him a little tighter.

"Abominable capitalists,"

"A leader like you will be overthrown sooner or later."

Ayaro stroked her hair.

They fell like a waterfall, disorganized, soaked with sweat and scattered.

"Give me a massage, Aya,"

"I'm tired."

She closed her eyes, her skin tinged with a pale shade of pink.

Ayaro grabbed her shoulder.

"After this battle,"

"The next target is Kuquelia, and you go there too."

Aite said.

"Hmm."

Ayaro nodded.

Kuquilla, one of the CCG-run mew asylums, is home to a variety of mews, the strongest being the SS-class.

"Have you hooked up with a little girl during this time?"

"Tell me honestly."

She continued.

Ming Mian didn't open his eyes, but Ayaro felt a killing intent lock onto him.

"There is a lovely sister,"

"Little girls don't seem to be common."

Ayaraku replied.

Dong Xiang-chan, Hina Sauce, has indeed cultivated a lot of emotional foundation.

But it's not really that kind of feeling.

"Hinami?"

It was the first time Aite had heard the name.

"That's ......"

Ayaraku briefly explained the matter of the flute family.

"Is that so?"

"I don't think there's anything weird."

Aite stared at him suspiciously.

"You guy,"

"You should have a chance to save someone, why didn't you save her mother?"

After listening to this story, Aite noticed the details that others had not noticed.

When Hinami's life is not in danger, he will not show up in any situation.

Hinami could really die, and he would definitely appear.

Every time.

With a script in his hand, he already knew in advance what would happen next.

"What do you say?"

"It's like I'm some kind of villain boss."

Ayaraku replied lazily.

"Really?"

Aite smiled mysteriously and didn't ask any more.

Anyway, in fact, this kind of thing doesn't matter to her.

Whether she could save the girl's mother or not, she didn't care.

"Looks like there's only three days left, right, CCG is going to attack here."

Ayaro said suddenly.

"Hmm."

"Jason will leave it to me,"

"I'll let him enjoy the last three days of his life."

Hearing this, Aite was not surprised.

The original hatred, this guy hasn't forgotten, he's just waiting for the right opportunity.

"Do you want to kill? Whatever,"

"That guy used to be said to be a masochist, don't let anyone down."

Aite instructed.

Jason's strength is acceptable, and he can be regarded as a relatively loyal subordinate.

But so what?

Kill it, kill it, and the interior of the bronze tree is not harmonious.

As long as you have enough strength, you can get to the top.

"Hey, how could it be,"

"I'll make him understand what life is better than death."