tokyo creator

Chapter 361 Easy Rerange
——Tokyo Bay, sea, late night——

The moonlight shines in from the long light-transmitting portholes on both sides of the small yacht, casting onto the luxurious bed in the bottom cabin bedroom.

Zhe Lukui fluttered her eyelashes slightly, waking up from an unpleasant dream.

She continued to curl up on her side motionless, staring blankly at the pendant clenched in her hand.

The waves continued to slowly undulate around the hull like a cradle.

As a result, the girl's tears that had come out for no apparent reason in her sleep slid down from the corners of her eyes and flowed all the way to her mouth, moistening her lips.

It seemed that she was finally awakened by the salty taste in her mouth, and her eyes finally regained consciousness.She sniffed, propped herself up, and instinctively wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, then stretched out her hand towards the water glass on the bedside.

——Then she frowned and her movements stopped there.

Beside me, someone approached.

The man also reached over and took away the water she wanted to take from the bedside first, but instead put down a glass of wine-red agate-like liquid.

At this time, Zhe Lukui's eyes finally sobered up completely.She puffed up her chest as a reflex, and at the same time retracted her hands and folded them demurely in front of her body, raised her head and cast her sharp eyes at the person coming.

It was a short-haired woman wearing a Western suit and trousers, with an eyepatch on her right eye.

She sat on the edge of the bed with her thighs raised, a smile on her face, her chin in one hand, her head tilted, and she looked at Orokui with a smile.

However, Orokui moved his gaze to her other hand, and the vigilance in his eyes gradually faded away - the short-haired woman's other hand was holding a cigarette, but the knuckles were undisguised ball joints.

"Don't always be like this... suddenly change your body without warning me in advance. Sooner or later, one day, I will be surprised and shoot you as a strange intruder." Zhe Lukui said coldly. .

The craftsman raised the hand holding the cigarette, pointed to the head of the bed, and said in a refreshing voice and cheerful tone that matched his appearance: "Don't you want to have a taste? That is the alchemy potion I specially prepared for you.

"what's it for?"

"Naturally it will bring you the most relaxing experience...and, believe in my ability, it will never cause any harm to your body such as addiction."

"The body is not addicted, but this does not include psychological dependence, right?" Zhe Lukui said coldly.

"Yes. But those with a strong will can naturally overcome this little psychological dependence and only use it when necessary." The craftsman took it over lightly, then took out another box of cigarettes, knocked out one and handed it over, " Or, try this? The dose is lower and it gets into the bloodstream more quickly and easily."

Zhe Lukui glanced at it, but did not pick it up or even touch it: "...Is this also an alchemy product that you are proud of?"

"Sure, same."

"Can it also be used to control me?"

"Hey, no! I just think you need this very much now." The craftsman looked at Orokui with a serious expression, stretched out his hand and made two gestures beside the corner of his eyes, "Really, you probably didn't realize it. You What we need most now...is to relieve our stress."

Zhe Lukui raised her hand in panic and wiped the corners of her eyes that had long been dry, and then realized that she had been bluffed.

Her face darkened: "I will do my part well and make our deal. Other than that, it is not your turn to talk about anything about me."

"——No. It would be so boring if we get along like this." The short-haired woman wearing a single eye patch pouted childishly and handed over the cigarette again, "I just think we will get along for a long time. So you just Smoke one."

Zelukui became even more vigilant, looking at the craftsman like a cat with its back arched.

The craftsman's hand passing the cigarette was frozen in mid-air for a long time.

Finally, she finally showed a bored expression, took back the cigarette, and lazily said: "...It's a line."

"what?"

"Just now, these were all the lines of the character cosplayed this time."

Although the lines and appearance are all fake, it seems that only the smoke is really an "alchemy product."Because next, the craftsman actually took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.

She puffed away the smoke and said lazily: "Well, that's it. He is a person who is drunk now, and is also a person who will try his best to kiss anyone once he is drunk.

“So, he is a person who looks happy but is actually very lonely.

“But just because she knows that the final outcome is sooner or later...then why not live a happier life before that?

“I like her idea and this character.

"And this line is how she wants to convince the person she likes...because the other person is in so much pain on the way to the end.

"I think your state is actually a bit similar to this plot...

"And I - you see, I will tell you this just because..." the craftsman smiled and handed out the cigarette again, "not because of any conspiracy, but because I just want to please you."

Zhe Lukui looked at the craftsman, still with a vigilant expression: "So, what do you want to do to please me? I told you, as long as our agreement is still there, there is no need for you -"

"Because you are the one that Lord Gray likes. I like Lord Gray, so isn't it normal to please you?"

The expression on Oroku Aoi's face seemed to still be in the previous conversation mode, without any reaction at all.But in an instant, his body instinctively tensed his back again.

Looking at her like this, the craftsman bared his teeth slightly again and smiled as if he was succeeding.

Next, Zhe Lukui seemed to be forcing herself, as if doing some kind of silent and motionless radio gymnastics, relaxing section by section.

"Ah, yes..." she wrote lightly, "of course, I am the person Xiao Hui values ​​the most...he will listen to whatever I say."

Then, Zhe Lukui glanced over and said, "It's you, what's so good about him... No, I mean, you are obviously an apostle, what are you thinking about."

The craftsman smiled so hard that his fangs were exposed, and the eyebrow without the eyepatch was also curved. He looked very happy: "No one stipulates that an apostle and a person in power cannot be half of each other."

Zhe Lukui looked disdainful and sneered: "You look like a warrior commander, right?"

"I don't like my brother." The craftsman denied succinctly, "Because he is dirty, smelly and rude."

"Half-body or divine partner is not something you like or not... Maybe you will find out in the end that no matter how much you hate it, the Warrior Commander is still your half-body." "Yes, half-body is like this whether you like it or not. What you like... Maybe you will find out in the end that although Lord Gray likes you, I am his half?" While talking, the craftsman walked to the refrigerator and took a can of beer, then sat on the sofa and drank it. , while provoking Zhi Lukui, "Besides...Miss Helena, haven't you already abandoned Lord Gray?"
"—But Xiao Hui will still catch up like a poor puppy. No matter how I treat him." Zhe Lukui hugged her shoulders, and calmly accepted the craftsman's gaze, "...from the very beginning, Didn't we just make such a plan?

"For Xiao Hui, 'Yada Baduo' is like a curse triggered by self-questioning. It's not that he hasn't encountered this problem all this time, but I'm helping him, helping him avoid and suppress this problem. question.

"But this time, I blew him up with my own hands...

At this place, Zhe Lukui paused, and his voice became deeper: "It's all Zheli's fault, he forced me.

"No matter what, in this case, Zheli will take responsibility for Xiao Hui... After all, that is 'Yada Baduo'.

"...This is the reason why I 'abandoned' Xiao Hui, because no matter what he does or doesn't do, whether he wakes up or not, as long as he is there, as long as the group does not want the world to be destroyed, no matter what, the energy will be He was involved in a large part.”

"And we, during this period of time, seize the opportunity to find 'that thing'."

The craftsman couldn't stop laughing, and revealed a bitter expression from behind the beer can: "So, if Lord Gray knows the cause and effect of this matter..."

"Do you want to tell the truth? That's up to you." Zhe Lukui responded without hesitation, "I'm looking forward to Xiao Hui's reaction when he finds out about this."

"...Are you really not worried about making a lie come true?"

"There is nothing false or true. I have always treated Xiao Hui this way." Zhe Lukui's attitude was calm, but she seemed to use strength unknowingly as she spoke, "I always... try my best, in every possible way. Torture him, use him, drain him dry.”

"so--"

Zhe Lukui tilted her head and looked at the craftsman with a nonchalant expression: "Yes, what I mean is that I always thought he would leave.

"If he is my half-body, then Paradigm has decided that no matter how extreme things I do, he will never leave me. In this case, it is natural to make full use of it.

“If he wasn’t, and treated like this, of course he would leave me – but that, too, would be fine.

"It doesn't matter, it's like a boot falling to the ground for me. After all, it's not half of me, so what's the fuss about leaving me?"

"It's great for him to not have to be tortured by me anymore." Orokui turned her head and looked at the white moon in the sky from the gap between the decks, with a smile even showing on her face, "...so, isn't it a win-win situation? The sooner the better."

She finally waved her hands and said: "So, there is no need to provoke me on this matter. If he is mine, no matter what you do, you cannot take him away. If he is not, then you can take what is yours." , I won’t have any superfluous opinions.”

The craftsman was silent, put the empty beer can aside, then propped up his legs on the sofa, smoked a cigarette, and fell into deep thought.

"You woman..." After exhaling a few puffs of smoke, she looked at Zhe Lukui and said: "It sounds like, except for the last sentence... you have said it to yourself countless times in your heart, You can be as proficient as you are now and say it without any hesitation, right?"

Zhe Lukui smiled and said nothing.

So the craftsman finally finished his last few puffs of cigarette.

Finally, she raised her hand, pointed her index finger and ring finger holding the cigarette to Oro Aoi on the bed, and commented: "Miss Helena, you are such a bitch."

Oroku accepted it calmly and even retorted: "What a sense of justice and social responsibility... But coming from an apostle whose mission is to destroy mankind, it just seems hypocritical."

"I am cosplaying. If I am the current cosplayer, an absolutely good woman, she has indeed commented on people like you like this -" The doll may never blush, so the craftsman just continues to hold it in his mouth. He was smoking and mockingly said, "—a scumbag with a terrible personality."

Orokuchi had no interest in continuing the verbal spat.

"So, what's the status of the Warrior Commander?" She asked without any emotion.

"Well, Abel... I mean, my brother... ah no, I should mention that person by the name you are most accustomed to - 'Warrior Captain'." The craftsman changed his words twice thoughtfully, "On the third day, In the communication an hour ago, he said that he had made first contact with the group’s pursuers near Hokkaido.”

"The results of it?"

"Don't worry. Of course, all the STF of the group will be wiped out, leaving no one alive."

"very good."

"Yes, this way the group's attention will continue to be attracted by him, and they will not know that we have split up... and they will not know that our target is Sodom. In addition, I received a satellite phone call 10 minutes ago. Thomas's messenger has already set off from the coast. It should... be here soon."

"Very good." Zhe Lukui got out of bed, "Since I'm going to see guests soon, help me tidy up."

The craftsman walked over and started to tie up her hair from behind.

Zorukui accepted it naturally and calmly.

"Well, okay, this is a perfect restoration..." The craftsman chewed on a newly lit cigarette and looked at Oroku Aoi's new hairstyle.

——There are bangs in the front, two bunches of bangs on the sideburns, and the long hair on the back of the head is tied into a braid.

"Then..." Then the craftsman handed over another set of clean clothes, including a shirt and a coat, "Here, I prepared this specially for you."

A suit similar to what a craftsman would wear, a suit and trousers, a white shirt and tie.

Orokui looked at herself in the mirror and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, she suddenly turned around and looked at the craftsman: "This outfit is also a cosplay of a certain character, right? - Is it from the same work as your current one?"

Craftsman did not directly admit or deny it.

She just propped up her elbows and continued to look deeply at Oroku Aoi.

"It suits you very well," she said at last.

"In every sense of the word...

"Whether it's from the similarity between you and this character. Or... you're just cosplaying."

The craftsman smiled and said meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)