Shinomiya Yumei Wants to Live

On the afternoon of May, the sky was covered with bright clouds, and the breeze was accompanied by the melodious birdsong, floating among the streets.

Miura's soft blonde hair was loose, and the corners of her skirt fluttered in the gentle breeze.

She hummed a melodious tune and went home leisurely with a paper bag in her hand.

The paper bag contained all kinds of painting tools just bought from the bookstore.

She wanted to draw the figure while it was still clear in her memory.

That girl who is as cold as moonlight and as graceful as poetry and painting.

'I really want to see her again'

Miura looked at the sunset in the distance, holding such thoughts.

Since what happened when she went out at night, she never went out after dark again, and she didn't know if she could meet that girl again during the day.

The poetic and dreamy girl was like a beautiful dream she had, becoming more and more hazy and trance in her memory.

"Ah~"

With a long sigh, Miura clenched the hand holding the paper bag tightly, no matter what, this memory must be kept.

She is quite confident in her painting skills, and it should be no problem to sketch from memory, but it is simply too difficult to draw the cool and dreamy temperament of a girl.

Reluctantly continuing to move forward, Miura took out the earphone strap in her skirt pocket and put it on, listening to the melodious pure music, her mood gradually eased, and the girl's gaze began to replay in her mind.

Miura, who was fascinated by the figure of the girl, walked to a quiet area unknowingly, and there was no one around.

Through the earphones, a vague sound came into Miura's ears. Miura looked around suspiciously, but didn't find anyone, so he didn't think too much about it, and continued walking forward.

When passing by an alley, Miura spotted a few figures standing out of the corner of his eye. He casually turned his head and glanced at it. Three figures in black suits were gathered together, and there seemed to be one person lying on the ground.

The sight shifted to the lying person, there was still a pool of blood under the person, and suddenly the person looked at her, his face twisted and his mouth opened wide as if he was talking about something.

In an instant, a strong icy feeling rushed straight from the tailbone to the Tianling Gai, Miura regained consciousness in an instant, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

The violent movement caused the earphones to fall off, and she heard the sad cry for help from the man behind her.

"Save...save me, save...save...me..."

The shrill cry for help was as exciting as a ghost demanding his life, and Miura fled with his long legs and didn't look back.

She was just an ordinary high school student, how could she save someone under the hands of three men, and those three men in black suits could tell from their backs that they were not good people, maybe they were extremists.

When the three men in black suits heard the hurried footsteps behind them, they turned their heads and looked back instantly, and a skirt skirt flashed in their sight.

"Boss! I was discovered! What should I do!"

"You still ask me what to do! Chase! Ichiro is watching here!"

"Jiu Liu and I will chase after each other!"

The two men in black suits immediately chased after him. When they left the alley and looked around, they saw Miura's conspicuous blond hair flying in the air.

"Chase!"

The leader in the black suit shouted violently, and chased after Miura directly.

The silence was discovered, and the witnesses must not be let go.

Recently, I must not let the note find out!

They have obviously chosen a place where no one is there!Why are people still coming!What luck!

The ordinary high school girl Miura is obviously not as fast as the man in the suit.

The distance between the two was shrinking rapidly, the man in the suit chased after him and stretched out his hand to grab Miura's clothes.

"Tear"

Miura's clothes made a slight tearing sound, and with the strength of the man in the suit, Miura fell to the ground on his back.

"Well"

Miura let out an anguished cry of pain, fell to the ground and looked at the two men in suits surrounding her in horror.

Why are you so unlucky!It's afternoon!It's not night!

Why were you involved in such a thing!

"What do you see?"

The leading man in the suit squinted his eyes and glanced at Miura's uneven body, a mysterious light flashed in his eyes.

"I don't see anything"

Miura explained in a panic, elementary school students know what to say at a time like this.

"Oh? Come with us"

The man in the suit stretched out his hand to grab Miura, the increasingly obvious lewdness in his eyes made Miura shudder.

She couldn't be more clear about this kind of gaze. Those who looked at her thighs on the road felt this way.

"No! I'm not going!"

Miura struggled violently, once he went with them, the result could be imagined.

"It's not up to you! You have to go if you go! You have to go if you don't! Jiuliu, do it!"

The man in the suit easily grabbed Miura's two hands, glanced at Jiuliu, and motioned for him to do it.

This girl had to be taken back, one was to keep the work secret, and the other was naturally because of some very happy things.

"okay"

Another man in a suit hesitated, took out a black handkerchief from his pocket and covered Miura's mouth and nose.

Just press it, and this noisy teenage girl will be quiet.

"No! Help! Who will save me!"

Miura looked desperately at the handkerchief stretched out slowly towards her, and knew without thinking that there must be that kind of chemical substance that can make people stunned on the handkerchief.

The handkerchief was getting closer and closer, and the despair on Miura's face reached an irreplaceable level. Just when the handkerchief was just a finger away from her, the man in the suit stopped.

In an instant, the surroundings became quiet, even the sound of the wind and birdsong disappeared without a trace, as if the world had pressed the pause button.

Miura watched in astonishment as the two men in suits froze in place, with large beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads.

The cold figure that had been lingering in her mind appeared again, this time, the girl walked forward slowly facing her.

She clearly saw the girl's perfect face, white hair and red pupils, a tear mole on her right eye, no expression on her cold face, and the coldness in her eyes was like an eternal iceberg.

"Flower of Evil"

The girl's vermilion lips parted slightly, and Miura heard the girl's voice for the first time, it was as cold as the aura around her, like the cold wind blowing from the top of a snow-capped mountain, rolling the snowflakes fluttering and fluttering.

Miura's cry for help was silently extinguished, and he watched the girl walk lightly behind the man in the suit.

As they got closer, Miura realized that there was still a black sword hanging from the girl's waist, and the girl's slender hand was holding the hilt.

Just for a moment, as if there was a breeze, the girl put the sword back into its sheath, and the cold blade was hidden in the pure black scabbard.

The expressions of the two men in suits did not change at all, and their bodies fell forward silently.

With a movement of the girl's hand, she grabbed the back collars of the two men in suits and left slowly, ignoring Miura's existence.

Miura's gaze was fixed on the girl's back, looking at the girl's back obsessively, it was still so cold and powerful.

The vicious man she couldn't resist was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of the girl, and she could only tremble and wait for the trial.

Suddenly, another person exactly like the girl appeared in front of the girl.

'kindness?There are two? '

Do not!wrong!

Miura could tell the difference between the two at a glance, the girl who rescued her had an indifferent demeanor, and the newly appeared girl had a bewitching and stunning demeanor.

The breasts of the girl who rescued her were only slightly protruding, but the newly appeared girl had big breasts.

The girl who saved her has a mole of tears in her right eye, and the new girl has a mole of tears in her left eye.

Although they look exactly the same, they can be easily distinguished.

It turns out that the girl who rescued her has a twin sister. I don't know if the girl is an older sister or a younger sister.

Watching the two white-haired girls walking away, Miura suddenly woke up and asked the question she had always wanted to know with all her courage.

"your name?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in the hoarse words, with unclear emotions hidden in them.

The girl glanced back at Miura, turned back and walked forward without answering.

Miura held his breath and looked at the girl's amazed look back, and the girl turned her head quietly without answering.

Panting heavily, she fell softly to the ground, as if she had been sucked out of all energy, she was depressed, her brows and eyes were drooping, and the loss on her face was obvious.

"pity"

The cold voice wafted into her ears like snowflakes. She looked up in surprise, and the girl's figure had disappeared without a trace.

Miura sat on the ground, clasped his fingers in front of his chest, looking expectantly at the place where the girl disappeared.

Lian, what a good name.

I was rescued by pity again, is she really the one I was destined for?

'We will definitely meet again! '

Yumiko Miura, wishing so...

......

"Pity, why did you tell her name?"

Yao You Xing┎ Huan Ji, she seems to have seen that blond girl in school just now.

"Sorry, that's all I want to do"

Yu Ming carried the two men in suits and walked towards the remaining fish that slipped through the net.

Miura Yuiko, this girl's luck is really unexpected, this time he happened to be nearby, and came to see when he heard the cry for help.

Unexpectedly, it was just in time.