Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

No one answered this question.

Mika, with her hands in her wide sleeved robe, lowered her head and remained silent, her usually kind eyes flashing with uncertain light.

The frowning walnut hands are constantly beating on the keyboard.

The only sound left in the huge cafe at the moment was the sound of typing on the keyboard.

The cold air from the air conditioner permeated the cafe, as if the three of them were sinking more and more.

And on the other side-

"So, it seems that there is indeed a problem with that little girl."

The guy with short red hair, whose gender is completely unrecognizable just from his face, nodded thoughtfully while looking at the news he received.

It was originally just an inconclusive piece of information, but now it seems to be true.

An average high school student makes two Lycoris?

It's a real night talk.

Obviously, something unknown happened to this girl.

"In other words, is cooperation established?"

"This Nanmu Commander."

A magnetic voice rang out in the dark.

A man in a black suit walked slowly out of the darkness.

With a wicked smile on his face, Kaoruichi casually fiddled with the camera on his chest.

The hairstyle that offended the hair stylist disappeared for a few days, and was replaced by a big back with the same style as the God of Gamblers.

"Can I trust you for now, Kazuya Shi?"

Turning around, Nanmu, the commander, said indifferently.

A few days ago, this man suddenly appeared, and then brought some news to himself, saying that he wanted to cooperate with him.

Nanmu, who was already a little eager to move, quickly agreed after a brief hesitation.

No matter what the other party's purpose is, Nanmu doesn't care.

Because she believes so much in the power and power in her hands.

So what if this man is elusive?

Individual power can never be opposed to collective power.

Not only is she the commander of the DA organization, but she also obtained that thing before...  

Thinking of what he accidentally obtained a few days ago, Nanmu's eyes flashed.

It was that thing that made her ambition suddenly soar, and her originally peaceful mind began to stir.

The awe and fear of that mysterious organization also slowly disappeared.

organ?

Let me see what you are hiding.

As for this man.

Nanmu cast a glance at Men Yashi who was looking around, Nanmu snorted disdainfully.

To deal with a Tojo Nozomi, he has to rely on his own strength.

Not enough evidence.

"During this time, I will give you a temporary position as the chief training instructor. As long as you keep quiet, no one will find out the problem."

After saying this, Nanmu quickly left.

The high heels made contact with the ground, leaving a series of crisp sounds.

As for those two little girls, Takina Inoue and Chisho Nishiki?

It's a pity, but it's a necessary sacrifice.

They will understand.

"That's really grateful."

Kazuya said playfully.

After returning to his old job after a long absence, Kazuya looked very happy.

"By the way, I have to inform that guy Luo Zhen."

Seemingly thinking of something, Kazuya murmured and took out his phone.

Then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

As if it never happened.

Chapter 882 Chapter Eight hundred and sixty-one

In the dark passage, Kadoya Shi, who was fiddling with the camera on his chest, took steps that he did not recognize.

The smile on his face showed that he was in a surprisingly good mood at the moment.

The long-awaited return to his old business, Menya Shi, was a little worried at first.

After all, he has been a righteous knight for so long, what should he do if he cannot integrate with those villains?

But now it seems that there is no need to worry about this problem.

Not only did he fit in perfectly, but he even made the other party feel that this guy was a very dangerous character.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the leader of the former major repair card.

"Crack."

The shutter sounded, and a picture was spat out of the camera.

A group of girls training hard was recorded on the photo.

Just like I said before, these girls were born as orphans, and were brought back by the DA organization to be raised and trained to be qualified agents.

Well, although most of the cannon fodder types don't quite look like agents.

But the people at the headquarters were quite satisfied with their results.

However, Monyato is noncommittal about this training mode.

In his opinion, the training direction of a female agent is either stealth assassination or the same as a certain widow.

What does it mean to shoot an enemy head-on with a gun?

The advantages of women are obviously not easy to arouse vigilance in these aspects.

You put these petite girls in a head-to-head confrontation with a bunch of big and three thick mercenaries.

Are you serious?

In this regard, the door Yashi said that he did not want to make more evaluations.

Not everyone can kill all the enemies like the unparalleled assassins and then leave.

Assassins still have to look like assassins.

"Da da da."

The sound of a finger tapping on the screen sounded, and the light from the phone screen illuminated Kadoyaji's face.

But the light from the bottom up made Kadoyaji's handsome face a bit more sinister.

'Okay, I know. ’

'I also trouble the seniors to restrain themselves a little bit. ’

Looking at Luo Zhen's reply, a smile appeared on the corner of Menyaishi's mouth.

An enemy who wants to defeat, an evil organization, a reliable senior, a trusted friend, and another self whose relationship is somewhat unclear.

The actors are all in place, and the curtain is about to open.

Let me see what you are capable of.

As for the stage.

Just at that time.

Putting away the phone, the smile on Kazuya's face was even more nasty.

Every time he bullies his juniors, Kazuya Shi will feel indescribably comfortable.

It may be because the experience of that year left a deep impression on Kaoru.

For example, a guy who opens the Emperor Sword when he comes up.

Now it's your turn to be a senior, so naturally you have to take good care of these juniors.

In particular, this junior used the power of his senior at the beginning.

Shouldn't it take more care?

"Hey, who are you?"

Some rude voices came from behind.

Turning his head to look, a girl in a uniform similar to Nishiki's Chisho was looking at Kazuya Shi with fierce eyes.

This girl Kazuya seemed to have some impressions.

After all, he still holds the position of Chief Instructor, so he naturally needs to know a little about his agents.

After all, as a qualified second or fifth boy, outstanding work ability is the basic quality.

Otherwise, how do you come out and get close to those target people?

Just like those fake wines in the winery, although they have their own thoughts in their hearts, they are undoubtedly very useful knives.

In order to gain access to more secrets, they will work hard to complete the tasks given above.

Even harder than some real wines.

After all, the real wine in the distillery that really works for the organization is either a shameful thing like tequila, or a coward like Cohen and Chianti, or a foolish critic like vodka that has no merit other than loyalty.

It is really not easy for gin to support the winery under such circumstances.

Having said a bit more, look back to the present.

"If I remember correctly, your name is Chuncheon Fengxi, right?"

Rubbing his chin, Menyashi said thoughtfully, recalling the other party's information in his mind.

Chuncheon Fengxi, the chief Lycoris of the DA Tokyo branch.

Each ability is very outstanding, but there are some problems in its own decision-making ability.

It will strictly abide by the command's instructions, and will only act after obtaining permission.

On the other hand, if there is no instruction, it will fall into a state of being overwhelmed.

Even the most basic decisions are difficult to make.

"It's me, so who are you?"

With his arms folded, Chuncheon Fengxi looked at Kamon Yashi with a bad look.

Someone I've never seen before, is it from the headquarters?

It doesn't seem like it.

After all, this face is too tender.

His gaze stopped for two seconds on the collagen-covered face of Kamonyashi, and Chunchuan Fengxi thought with some doubts.

She actually had no ill will.

It's just that her eyes are like this, and she just got a piece of news that made her feel very bad.

"Well, it's just a passing Kamen Rider, don't remember."