Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

A warm pink appeared on Hifumi's fair neck.

On the green grassland by the lake, a teacher and a student were watching the stars in the sky, feeling the oncoming evening breeze.

The gentleman gently opened the ink fan he bought at the festival and fanned Hifumei one by one.

The lake reflected the sparkling light in Mr.’s eyes.

The evening breeze blew into a pool of soft waves, rippling out in circles. The tenderness and love seemed to overflow and flow out,

Wrap up the girl in front of you layer by layer.

Hifumi turned over and looked up to see her husband's gray eyes. She was also a little crazy.

She didn't understand, really didn't understand.

If the husband holds love in his heart, then why does he maintain that slight distance?

And if the husband doesn't have a trace of love in his heart, then why does the look in his eyes always break her heart?

"……fraud"

Hifumi whispered.

She turned over and buried her face in her husband's abdomen. She curled up like a kitten and let her vision be enveloped in the warm darkness with peace of mind.

Lying on the ground beside the green grassy lake, Hifumi breathed in her husband's scent.

(It would be nice if time stopped here)

In that way, the husband will not be so seriously injured, and she can also...

Suddenly remembering the past that she had been avoiding, her heart trembled involuntarily.

But Rifumi is just an ordinary and ordinary child.

She didn't know what her husband was thinking, and she was helpless about his injuries. She couldn't even guarantee that he wouldn't be hurt in the days when he was about to leave...

in case,

If Mr.’s injuries are compounded,

What will happen to her?

"Squeak!!!!"

Just as she was thinking, a fiery red sports car roared over, and a sudden brake caused a lot of river soil to splash onto her husband's back.

Chapter 015: Day 086·Dusk·Street of Kivotos ③

The dampness and coldness coming from his back made Mr. a little stunned.

The experience of being splashed with mud by a supercar doesn’t happen every day.

But soon, he stood up with his arms supporting his body, and turned his head towards the gentle night wind.

The fiery red sports car stopped behind him.

Three students with halos stepped out of the sports car.

Judging by his appearance, he must be a graduate of Holy Trinity.

Their clothes are exaggerated and fashionable. They have completely lost the childishness of their school days and become tainted with the hostility of the adult world.

"Oh~ I'm so sorry, we didn't know that Mr. Xia Lai would be here."

The leading graduate said a false apology, but his eyes were full of provocation.

She looked at her husband's dirty back and said playfully:

"This is bad. The suit Mr. Xia Lai is wearing must be very expensive... Do you want us to call for a dry cleaning service for him? Hahahahaha!"

The three arrogant graduates burst into laughter at the same time.

These words made the gentleman speechless, and he took a deep breath:

"I wonder where Xia Lai offended you? Why don't we talk about it."

"Offence? No, no, no, sir, you are mistaken!"

The leading graduate laughed wildly without any etiquette.

It was like encountering the funniest thing in the world.

She pointed to her husband’s nose and said in a leisurely tone:

"On the contrary, sir, you have done us a great favor!"

The graduate looked at the gentleman whose expression changed and sneered.

Then he suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed the gentleman's chin.

"Thanks to the joint operation launched by Mr., a large number of mercenary organizations in Kivotos were wiped out."

"There are no mercenaries on the market now, so we graduates have received a lot of armed missions!"

"Haha! Sir, we are having a great time during this time! Those orders are so many and fat that we can even afford a supercar!"

As she spoke, the smile on her face became even brighter,

The graduate took out a bundle of banknotes from his bag, patted the gentleman's face gently, and laughed softly:

"Come, sir, for the sake of the money—give us a smile!"

There was another burst of laughter, and the birds around the lake were so frightened that they flew away.

Play with the gentleman who represents authority in the palm of your hand.

At this moment, the joy of those graduates was like that of winners who had won a lottery prize.

When the surrounding students saw these guys in gorgeous clothes and weapons, they hesitated to help.

But the graduates immediately responded with ruthless firepower, and in an instant, the surrounding students screamed.

The next moment, the leading graduate quietly sounded with a hint of playfulness,

"How's it going, sir? Isn't this a great show?"

"As long as you have money and a gun, anyone can play with it just like an item."

"so……"

She smiled brightly,

"Set a price, sir, as the price of our toys."

The husband kept his mouth shut and did not answer her.

"Huh? You're not talking, are you?"

The leading graduate seemed a little dissatisfied and snorted coldly,

"You look very unconvinced, sir. Do you want to suffer something..."

But her arrogant words did not come to the end.

She only felt a strong wind whistling on the back of her head,

Then, an irresistible and overbearing force pressed the back of her head hard against the hood of the sports car!

"Bang!"

She only felt such severe pain that her face was almost deformed.

"Who, who!?"

Under the pressure of a force that seemed to tear everything apart, the graduate struggled desperately and looked back.

The person holding her head was a junior student.

Aci Valley is becoming more and more beautiful.

The ordinary and ordinary girl suddenly exploded like a wild beast.

The other graduates couldn't help but scream.

Because Hifumi's right hand held a gun, which was pressed against the graduate's temple.

Hifumi's breathing began to quicken, and the softness and beauty in her eyes no longer existed.

Instead, there was a touch of coldness, a touch of madness, a kind of madness and violence that wanted to destroy beautiful things.

"This sports car belongs to me, you can walk back."

"Ah? What... what..."

The graduate's face was fixed on the hood, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against her temple.

Hearing the bewildered gasp of the graduate,

Hifumi's finger pulled the trigger without hesitation,

"boom"

"I say"

"boom"

"You guys"

"boom"

"Pig"

"boom"

"Is it him?"

"boom"

"Can't understand"

"boom"

"Human words, right!!!"

"boom!!!"

Hifumi shook her hand suddenly, and the graduate's body fell to the ground under the heavy blow.

Directly to her temple, Hifumi emptied the magazine without mercy.

Such brutal behavior, such straightforward hatred and murderous intent, scared the other two people into clay and wood sculptures.

As for the one who fell on the ground, she had eaten a magazine and was shot at close range. The halo above her head had begun to flicker.

Hifumi gently smoothed her hair and turned around.

She sniffed, stared, and said softly with a cruel smile that even a gangster would be ashamed of:

"Take your companions and go back to where you came from."

"If you dare to disturb my husband again, I will tie you with a rope to the back of the sports car and drag you face down for thirty kilometers."

Chapter 015: Day 086·Dusk·Street of Kivotos ④

Meeting and getting drunk is the prerequisite, the sound of phoenix flute cuts through the bright moon.

Clouds and moons, thousands of locks.

"...Then the Queen Mother was furious and drew out the Milky Way with a hosta.

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl paid the price for their love.

From then on, the two could only relive their past feelings on the Magpie Bridge during the annual Chinese Valentine's Day. "

This was the first time for Hifumi to hear this version of the Chinese Valentine's Day story told by her husband.

It's not that lovers finally get married, nor is everyone happy and reunited.

The cold Milky Way stretches across the night sky, and it seems that the rich and beautiful heart has also been poured into the Milky Way water, drawing a small path.

She lay on the leather seat of the luxury sports car, folded her hands behind her head, frowned, and sighed:

"Sir, this story doesn't sound good."