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

Hifumi leaned on her seat and looked out the window at the calm scenery with cold eyes.

Gehna, this is where she is now.

This college is so trustworthy to her,

Because, since she escaped from the increasingly unfamiliar Holy Trinity, this was the place where she felt the familiar warmth for the first time.

Not only her husband, but also a good partner she can rely on.

But on the other hand, this college was so tiring for her.

Because here, she also witnessed a lot of lost things.

The husband closest to her was once again alone and sick, able to carry the shaky situation, but every moment, his life and soul were being consumed by endless work.

And the children in the masked swimsuit group... they have lost as much as Hifumi.

Yes, Hifumi deeply misses her good friends in the tutoring department, which she can no longer touch.

But when she saw the children of Abydos, standing in front of Hoshino's medical cabin, unable to speak for a long time,

She suddenly felt that perhaps letting her memories stay at the most beautiful moment would be slightly happier than looking directly at the miserable current situation.

Every time her heart beats, Hifumi can almost relive the pain that goes straight to her heart.

She is a child with rich emotions. She can persevere until now and does not choose to sink or become numb. This is already an extraordinary tenacity for ordinary people.

However, no matter how tough she is, she is not without limits.

"gentlemen."

Those emotions are rippling over like a tidal wave again,

Her mind went blank and her steps started to move uncontrollably.

There was an unknown force guiding her steps, step by step, as she walked to her husband's side.

The person she loves is already in front of her.

"gentlemen."

Hifumi stretched out her trembling arms like a child.

What greeted her touch was a slightly lower body temperature than usual and dry skin.

She gently retracted her hand, raised it to her nose and sniffed it gently.

In addition to the simple fragrance of soap, there is also a smell that is shared between the two of them.

Of course, her scent occupies the vast majority of it.

She knows that Mr. is very busy.

The pulse that his fingertips touched was a beat slower than usual, indicating that the husband knew that she was asking for something from him.

It might be feelings, it might be something that sustains life, or it might just be a subtle feeling of two people coexisting together.

Hifumi walked to the window, put a bouquet of flowers into a glass vase, and placed it in front of her husband's desk.

Then she took a few steps back, slowly sat on the window sill, and watched her husband handle official business.

It was only a few steps away, but it seemed so far to her.

Although she declared war on Bai Zhouzi and vowed to learn her husband's combat philosophy and wake them up,

But when she really started to learn about those intrigues and calculations of interests,

She just realized that at present, she was not qualified to help her husband.

"Hifumi, maybe you haven't realized that your greatest talent is to think about problems from the other person's perspective."

"As much as you like to call yourself ordinary...haha, this attitude is not bad at all.

However, as long as you use this talent properly, your achievements will be unlimited. "

That's what sir said.

She watched him in silence.

She thought, sir, he is indeed a gentleman, he knows so much.

But now she knows that thinking about problems from the other person's perspective is also an unhappy thing.

She never told her husband that what she was most interested in, wanted to understand, and wanted to find out was his state of mind.

But now, she no longer dares to find out.

She didn't dare to imagine that Mr., who was under so much pressure, experienced too many intrigues, and too many calculations of interests, would be like her and sometimes want to escape.

Just imagining the possibility made her shudder.

The storm was coming, and he was bearing it all alone. In front of everyone, he couldn't let the expression on his face show any cracks.

Hifumi's hand gently slid across her cheek,

She swallowed saliva with great difficulty and tried to spit out a few words.

(I don’t want to lose you, really, absolutely don’t want to lose you…)

Chapter 030: Day 071·Midday·Ghena Academy ②

At noon, Hayase Yuka found her teacher resting on a chair in the atrium.

She walked forward quickly, her little black leather boots making a slapping sound on the floor.

"Sir, I bring the resolution from within the seminar."

The sun was dazzling, and a breeze blew past her ears.

She saw her husband resting his hands on the back of the chair and looking up at the sky, feeling so tired that his soul had left his body.

Even though Yuxiang had taken medicine many times to stabilize her mind, the sight before her still made her worried.

"Sir, are you listening?"

She sighed and approached her husband, waving her little hand in front of his eyes.

"I'm here."

A dull sound like a bass drum burst out of Mr.'s throat.

He stayed up late again.

Yuka thought to herself.

She missed the past time in the office with her husband, staying up late to deal with things together.

Yuka was from Kivotos, so she had no problem staying up for days and nights.

At that time, the husband would be tired after staying up late, but he was very energetic and cheerful. Even if he lay on her shoulder unconsciously and cried out that he was tired, it was just a tacit understanding between the two of them and a just right act of intimacy.

At that time, Yuka would complain about how heavy the teacher was, while closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling of this lazy and casual weight on her shoulders.

Because it's very warm.

As a member of the student council of Millennium College, Yuka uses her actuarial skills to help various clubs of all sizes handle accounts, analyze reports, and allocate budgets.

She has great power, but there are also many students who criticize her.

Those students who were used to being comfortable squandered the department's budget as they pleased. When the deficit came, they hurriedly begged her for mercy, asking Yuxiang-sama to have enough money to let them go.

There are too many willful children. Although they are not bad in nature, Yuxiang, who is tired of running for her life, accidentally feels like she needs a reliable shoulder to rely on.

However, no matter how abundant the water source is, it will eventually dry up one day.

She stared at the gentleman on the bench, thinking over and over whether she should tell him the student union's decision.

Forget it, what should come will always come.

"gentlemen,"

She said in a hoarse voice,

"The seminar decided that Millennium Institute of Technology will remain neutral."

The suffocation condensed in the air gradually transformed into drifting thoughts.

Yuka has a headache.

No matter how much my husband helped Millennium Technology Institute, no matter how hard she argued within the seminar,

In the end, she could only strive for a neutral ending.

Yuxiang still vaguely remembers the scene when she represented Millennium Academy and met her husband for the first time.

That was where their fate began.

At first, she went to find her husband to mediate the dispute at Millennium College, which was both work and selfish.

Later, her selfishness grew bigger and bigger, and she did not forget her identity.

Millennium Academy seminar, representation of interests in Chalais.

She enlisted the help of her husband for Millennium College too many times to count.

Now, when she wants to get help from Millennium College for her husband, she can only bring back a message.

"This result is already very good."

Mr. comforted Yuxiang:

"We don't have to challenge the two major academies of Kivotos at the same time. It's all thanks to you, Yuka."

Yuxiang calmly took out a white pill from her pocket and swallowed it with saliva.

He knew it.

He knew there was nothing he could do, but he still made it look like a good thing.

The endless demands finally reached the point of fishing for nothing.

Her job is to extract as much benefit from her husband as possible, and when he is about to reach the end of his life, the benefits will dry up.

Her work was over.

Hayase Yuka moved gently and sat next to her husband.

"Sir, I'm going with you."

Her voice was very soft, but her tone was decisive.

If the encounter between Hayase Yuka and her husband was nothing more than a ridiculous prank,

Then she would rather continue to act out this scene.

She saw a flash of pity in her husband's gray pupils:

"No, Yuxiang, you don't need to..."

She stretched out her index finger and gently pressed her husband's lips,

"I have quit the seminar job. Let them enjoy themselves and fend for themselves."

"Sir, take me away."

Looking at Yuxiang's extremely serious eyes, Mr. couldn't help but rub the corners of his eyes.

"it is good."

Chapter 030: Day 071·Afternoon·Ghenna Academy ③

Busy and ordinary life continues.

For Ghenna's students, what is happening now is just an enlarged version of countless daily conflicts.

The children of Kivotos have long been accustomed to a life of popping in and out of business.

In stationery stores and canteens, pink 5.56 bullets are displayed grandly.

Fragment mines and flash bombs are as common as potato chips.

Therefore, even if a large amount of war preparation materials are continuously transported to Gehena, even if forklifts and trucks are busy coming and going, and boxes of ammunition are transported into the warehouse, they still can't say that they feel any nervousness.

It's just water tanks on the streets and ammunition in storage. What big thing could happen?