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"Oh? What do you want?"

"Nayue-chan, I want to be your assistant. I will teach those gangsters a lesson with one person and a gun. Then...you will let the people from the Metropolitan Police take action and catch them all. All sentences will be sentenced according to the 'special criminal law involving organized crime'!"

Lin Qingluo made a grabbing motion, his eyes full of fighting spirit. After hearing his words, Nangong Nayue was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled.

Nangong Nayue, who was accustomed to maintaining aristocratic manners, rarely smiled so heartily, and even shed a few tears.

"Idiot boy, you are really greedy~ However, I don't hate it. As a reward for your greed, I can help you complete your plan. But... do you really want to do this? There are all gangsters out there. There are seven There are 80 people~”

"Punch away with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches coming. This is the teaching of my elder Zeng Jin. I dare not forget it."

Lin Qingluo sat on the chair, his back straight, and his whole aura changed.

"If I were strong, I could wipe them out lightly, laugh off their threats, or haughtily punish them and then let them go."

"But it's a pity that I am not a strong person. Not only that, I am very weak, too weak to resist any risks and revenge. Just because I am a weak person, I have no room to retreat."

"In this world, the weak prey on the strong. The strong bullies the weak. If no price is paid, then this costless 'playing' will get worse and never end. By then...my life will be ruined."

Lin Qingluo is usually easily agitated, but when it comes to matters that really involve life and death, he always behaves indifferently and calmly.It's like standing in the perspective of a third party, excluding your own subjective emotions, and only pursuing the most perfect choice.

"As a weakling, I must work hard, explode the thorns on my body, expose the teeth that chew grass roots, and grind them into sad and ridiculous fangs! I have nothing but life. If someone wants to take it away, I can only do it at all costs. Fight back, even if you die on the road."

"..."

Nangong Nayue looked at Lin Qingluo's tearful eyes, and his face no longer had a leisurely smile.Many times, she felt the contradiction in Lin Qingluo. The kind of weakness and strength, fear and bravery were entangled in his character.

Once he makes a decision, he is determined to fight to the death, because he has nothing to lose, and he is even willing to sacrifice his life for the final goal.

He was like a dying flame, struggling to maintain his existence in the drizzle.But he doesn't care about burning everything, turning himself into a ball of blazing flames.

Even... just for a brief moment.

"Lin Qingluo, go ahead and do what you want to do. If you are really afraid of death, then let yourself be infinitely close to it, and then look for the possibility of survival."

Nangong put a box on the table that month and raised his hand to push it in front of Lin Qingluo. The girl looked solemn at this time, as if she was witnessing something worth remembering.

"I will."

Lin Qingluo reached out and opened the box. There was only one ID, a thin booklet, a silver pistol, and two full magazines.

[Assistant Assistant to the Special Soul Purifier of the Hidden Soul Academy: Lin Qingluo]

——This is marked on the certificate.

The subsequent booklet contained some knowledge about the Wild Soul, the Death Mist, and the Black Tide. Lin Qingluo just flipped through it and put it in his pocket.

The pistol is a standard sidearm, but it is well-made, handsome in appearance, and very comfortable to hold.

There are two magazines, one is a normal lead bullet, and the other is a special silver-white bullet made of pure gold.

"So Yue-chan, if I die, will you always remember me?"

Chapter 51: Things carried by taste

"Who knows? The future is too far away and no one knows what will happen."

Nangong Nayue folded his hands, pressing the lower ones on his knuckles, and stared at Lin Qingluo silently with pure sapphire eyes.

"Now, all I can guarantee is that you will not die so easily. But if you are beaten to a disability or become a cripple, I will not avenge you~"

"This...is enough."

Lin Qingluo moved his fingers lightly, checking the condition of the pistol and bullets with great familiarity. The knowledge and experience provided by "Endless War" made him a battlefield king who has experienced hundreds of battles.

"So Yue-chan, is that all the bullets you need?"

"Every month, your normal ration is one of each of the two types of magazines. If it's not enough, you have to spend money to buy it. Ordinary bullets are not expensive, but a pure gold bullet costs [-] yen and will not be reimbursed. .”

Nangong Nayue was obviously someone who was not short of money, but she would not pay this money to Lin Qingluo. Bullets were used as murder weapons, and Lin Qingluo should remember the price of each bullet fired.

"Seeing that you look so familiar, I don't have to worry about you accidentally hurting yourself. Don't worry, I'm not interested in asking about your little secrets. I just hope you don't cause me any trouble."

"Then Yue-chan...thank you."

Lin Qingluo suddenly stopped what he was doing and thanked Nangong Nayue very seriously.Since he came to this world, he has received so much care and help from her. That kind of gratitude and love cannot be conveyed by words.

"Don't worry, I'm not helping you out of selflessness, nor is it without gain."

Nangong would not explore Lin Qingluo's secrets that month, nor would she tell him her own secrets. The two of them kept a tacit understanding of their distance, making each other feel at ease.

"You stupid boy, when are you going to go out and let those gangsters wait like this?"

"Haha~ I'm such a distinguished guest, what's wrong with them waiting a little longer? Besides...it's so bright, I'll be at a disadvantage if there's a scuffle~"

"Oh? If it's too late, these people won't have any scruples about using the knife."

"I'm quite good at night fighting, and Guerrilla is a descendant of the Grandmaster."

"So? Do you want to wait until all the students in the school are gone and there are no acquaintances outside the school before you start taking action?"

"Ha~ I just don't want to be regarded as a monster. Daily life in the academy can be more comfortable."

Lin Qingluo did not refute Nangong Nayue's words, because trying not to let others see his fighting was a way to protect himself.

Nangong Nayue didn't have any objections to this. She glanced at the clock on the wall and frowned inexplicably.

"It's still early before dark, do you want something to eat?"

"Of course! Long live Nazuki-chan~!"

"Don't call the teacher 'chan'. Is there anything you want to eat?"

“I want to eat beef ribs!”

Lin Qingluo likes to eat meat, but in terms of type, compared to fatty steaks, he prefers bone-gnawing beef ribs.

Simple cutting with knives and forks, and tearing with lips and teeth are too polite and pretentious. Lin Qingluo just likes to chew and chew hard!

"Okay, I happened to have beef ribs made by a restaurant a few days ago, and they were pretty good."

Nangong took out his mobile phone that month and made a few simple clicks to complete the order.Not long after, a phone call came and she respectfully asked for her detailed requirements.

——What is a distinguished guest? This is it.

"How much does this meal cost?"

Lin Qingluo was already used to Yue Jiang's exquisite demands on life.If she orders food by herself, she usually chooses one, two or three Michelin stars depending on her mood.

There is no way ~ Who makes Na Yue Jiang a super rich loli - simple addition and subtraction of numbers in terms of money have no great meaning to her, and the most important thing is to eat comfortably.

"I ordered double the amount for you, and the total is less than 15 yen."

Nangong was speechless about Lin Qingluo's habit that month. Every time they ate out, he always asked about the price, as if how much the meal cost could affect the taste of the food.

"Idiot boy, don't be ridiculous. Take out the work manual for the auxiliary officer of the Purifying Soul Master. Read it now. If you have any questions, I will answer them for you now."

"Oh~ okay!"

Lin Qingluo actually wasn't quite sure what the assistant officer was going to do, but looking at Yue Jiang's attitude, it was obvious that he wanted him to take care of himself and not worry about her problems.

So, in the following time, Lin Qingluo became a good student. He would always inquire about various matters and regulations in the manual very carefully, which finally annoyed Nangong that month.

"Stupid boy! Why do you have so many questions!"

"Because I heard that every one of this type of work regulations was paid for with bloody lives."

Lin Qingluo answered very seriously, and his solemn attitude also made Nangong lose his previous casualness that month.

"you are right."

Nangong changed her mind that month and carefully told Lin Qingluo the relevant knowledge about the Wild Soul, the Death Mist, and the Black Tide, especially the key points of fighting. She would repeat each one over and over again.

A thin manual, the two chatted for nearly an hour. If the meal delivery person hadn't arrived, the lecture would not have stopped.

As usual, the dishes in star-rated restaurants are not large in portions and have many varieties.Lin Qingluo ate heartily and did not disturb Nangong's meal that month.

As for the Witch, because Lin Qingluo ate most of her lunch, she was not full at all. She was already a little hungry at this time, so she finished all the dishes before stopping.

"So Yue-chan, do you still want to eat? I still have an untouched beef rib here."

"I'm full, be careful not to overfill."

Nangong Nayue wiped her mouth gracefully, poured herself a glass of juice, and drank it in small sips while looking out the window.

Outside the window, the sun is gradually sinking below the horizon, and the burning clouds in the distance gather together, like a continuous city under the flames of war on the border...

Inside the house, Lin Qingluo was almost full, so he slowed down his chewing.The young man vaguely sensed that Yue-chan was not in a good mood, so he did not speak again and just concentrated on destroying the food.

Not long after, Lin Qingluo completely finished the double portion of the dishes. He suddenly thought of Mahiru Shiina, quickly took out his mobile phone, and sent her a message that he would be back late.

——Shiina Mahiru's reply was very fast. She didn't type a word, she just took a photo of the meal she worked so hard to make.

Lin Qingluo looked at the sauce-roasted chicken legs that the girl had worked so hard to make, and his whole body suddenly broke down. Even the remaining taste of those expensive dishes became bitter.

"Save the big chicken legs for me! I will go back as soon as possible and eat them all O(∩_∩)O~"

——Lin Qingluo replied to Mahiru Shiina.

Chapter 52: Him in the eyes of different people

After learning that Mahiru Shiina was waiting for him, Lin Qingluo felt a warm emotion brewing in his heart. He had been alone for so many years, and finally someone was waiting for him to come home...

So, Lin Qingluo apologized to Mahiru Shiina seriously and explained that he had something very important to do.The girl was obviously not an overly critical person and forgave him easily.

"End this as soon as possible and go home for supper."

After Lin Qingluo put down his phone, he took a deep breath and stood up from the chair.

He hung the certificate of the Purifying Soul Master's assistant officer on his left chest, and inserted the magazine full of lead bullets into the silver-white pistol.

Finally, Lin Qingluo put the precious pure gold magazine into the inner pocket of his jacket, tightened his shoelaces again, and adjusted the tightness of his belt.

"Na Yue-chan, I'm leaving."

"I wish you, Wu Yun is prosperous."

Nangong Nayue turned her head and stared at Lin Qingluo with her lake-blue eyes.Seeing the young man's resolute expression, the girl withdrew the advice that came to her lips and gave him her blessing to always be with the Wu family.

"..."

Lin Qingluo did not respond, just nodded slightly, then turned and walked out of the room.

After the only person speaking left, the room fell into a long silence.After a long time, Nangong Nayue let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly.

"You're so... stubborn."

Nangong prepared three paths for Lin Qingluo that month. Any one of them he chose would not be as difficult as it is now.But the pride in Lin Qingluo's heart prevented him from choosing to escape from the future.

Yes, Lin Qingluo is proud.

His pride does not come from power, nor from money, nor from strength, but from the 'integrity' that is deep in his bones and is incompatible with this world.

——The choice he identifies may not necessarily be the best, but it must be objectively the most correct.Because he abandoned the interests of charming eyes and moved forward without looking back.

Kacha~!

At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open.Nangong Nayue had already been mentally prepared for the visitor, so her expression remained calm.

"Teacher Hiratsuka, it's so late and you haven't gone home yet."

"Miss Nangong, what do you want to do! Lin Qingluo is just a high school student!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka knew that there were a bunch of gangsters outside the school. She originally wanted to send Lin Qingluo away secretly, but Nangong Nayue said that she had a better way, so Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't intervene randomly.

But just now, Shizuo Hiratsuka looked at Lin Qingluo leaving alone, could no longer suppress the indignation in his heart, and broke in excitedly.

"I know...I know this,"

Nangong sat on her chair that month and looked at the campus under the sunset with emotion. She saw Lin Qingluo walking out of the school alone and vaguely stepping into the burning city.

"Teacher Hiratsuka, have you ever seen a real hero?"

"Eh?"

Hiratsuka Shizu was confused by Nangong Nayue's answer. The two of them were obviously discussing Lin Qingluo's affairs, so why did they suddenly turn to such an abstract topic.

"What era is this, how come there are still some... heroes?"

"No, that's not the case. Maybe you don't need it, this city doesn't need it, and this country doesn't need it, but the world... needs heroes."

Nangong Nayue seemed to be trapped in memories, the emotions in his eyes gradually mixed, and his voice became ethereal.

"Actually, I have never seen a real hero. But... I know that He always exists. Maybe I am stupid, but I really feel that Lin Qingluo is very similar to Him, and he... is qualified to be a hero .So, even if there is only a small possibility, I will witness it all the way."