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Now, if you think about it, it was eleven years ago to meet that child.

The dirty streets and alleys wet by the cold rain, the child was wrapped in newspapers discarded by others, and was shivering alone because of the cold and hunger.

Just one glance can confirm that he has the ‘qualification’.

Yes, buried deep in the heart, as if it can devour the strong desires of others' body and mind.

Just talking about talent, he may be stronger than Luluzi, the current contractor.

Even after spending a long time, the concept of time is almost lost.

That child is also the most outstanding rough stone... This is an absolute fact.

——geass.

The absolute power beyond worldly common sense.

If Luluzi has the power to "dominate others" and that child's power is "perception".

Geass will show different characteristics according to the different qualifications possessed by the contractor.

Although giving this power to the contractor is the task of c.c.

But c. gives more than just strength.

Therefore, the ability of geass will also vary from person to person. Maybe this is because of different qualifications, right?

Even c.c. is not sure.

Or is it because of the differences in the genetic genes of the soul?

But for the soulless c.c., this is an inexplicable principle.

Because c.c. will not be affected by its effects.

I'm afraid that because of this, she was regarded as the most special existence by that child.

"...Am I bored to pass the time with memories? What a shabby way of entertainment, it should be said that the man is blamed... You were wrong, this was just a casual statement. For that man, any kind of complaint cannot change his mind. To some extent, this has some similarities with Luluzi."

Pure white, a single room that can only be described in this word.

In addition to the necessary daily necessities, there is only one bed, a tea table and chairs in the furniture.

It's like a guinea pig being locked in a laboratory.

As the only living thing in the room, the girl lying on the bed in a large shape was talking to herself against the ceiling. Although she was reluctant to admit it, she was in a bad mood.

"...Black tea? Fortunately, I want a seafood pizza more than black tea."

It seems like someone was persuaded to find something to do and gave a suggestion.

Unfortunately, while the girl expressed her disinterest, she deeply missed the days when she ate free food. She had pizza of various flavors a day, and a doll pillow that could be redeemed by collecting all the icons.

Damn, she only collected half of it.

At this moment, the automatic door let out a "drip" sound, and someone came.

As expected, even if she didn't go to see it specifically, she could recognize the owner of the footsteps.

Thinking about it carefully, this guy has been locked up for several days and came so late. The girl was a little unhappy, not because she was angry, but because she was dissatisfied with the current situation of "being caught inexplicably and then left aside and ignored her."

The girl turned over gently, turned her back towards the man, pretending to be asleep.

Who does this guy think he is? Now he remembers digging out information from her. This is an arrogant approach.

However, just as she was wondering with interest whether the person would wake her up, she suddenly felt the bed sinking, and unexpectedly, the guy actually lay down.

The girl felt very powerless.

In the long years, she had never met such a casual guy.

a long time--

"You disturbed me."

"You're welcome."

"...You're not here to sleep, are you?"

"Who knows?"

The bright green hair that was close to me exuded a smell of flowers, mixed with the girl's body fragrance and came into the nose.

However, Ling Yi had no distractions in his mind. He just looked at the ceiling and said:

"A man sent me a letter today. I won't tell you the content. You should know the name of the sender. He is a Chinese Federation male named 'Mao'. As for why I think he is a man and a member of the Chinese Federation, this is the news reported to me by someone I sent not long ago. But for his blessing, those people are currently being rescued in the hospital. If nothing unexpected happens, you can see the figure of an angel tonight. It's really..."

--interesting.

The girl heard this comment coming from behind.

His brows became more and more tight.

"So, you mean, he came for me?"

Despite the sarcastic rhetoric, the tone was still as calm as usual.

"I hope so."

"?"

As if seeing through the girl's doubts, Ling Yi said with a smile:

"So I can make up my mind to let him see Marx."

Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold, like the ice that could not be dissolved.

After saying that, Ling Yi sat up from the bed.

The girl was still facing away from him, and he was also facing away from the girl.

The relationship between the two is extremely strange, like a gap between them that is invisible, but they can guess what the other person is thinking.

"People should have pursuits. However, sometimes, people do not know that their pursuits are equal to a word from the beginning. That word is - to die."

Leaving this sentence, Ling Yi stood up and walked out of the room.

Although c.c concealed it well, when he heard the name "Mao", his body still shook slightly. This was the result of his lying on the bed and observing it closely.

It was a bit disappointing to say that it was ‘as expected’, and he hoped that the guy who was trying to grab the cake would work harder.

Since you dare to put your mind on c.c, how can you not be mentally prepared to "die it straightforwardly"?

Time goes back to yesterday evening.

Tokyo Concession. Ashford Academy.

As the ace driver of the Black Knights, Karen participated in almost every operation. The Shinjuku Incident, the Kawaguchi Conference, and even the battle of Narita Lianshan two months ago. Not to mention the large-scale military operation, even if there is no combat plan, she had to go to the base to train for several hours. After all, the performance of the Red Lotus II style is like a fierce horse that has broken its reins. It is not enough to control it alone. You must fully grasp the entire performance of the body and perform to the maximum in combat, so that you can have a chance to defeat the white body.

Karen has already confirmed in advance, and the afternoon classes are all irrelevant courses.

Although many girls still asked her if she was not feeling well, she finally got through the test with her rich experience.

Walking out of school feels like removing a heavy burden.

Seeing that there was no one around, Kalian untied her collar and breathed a long sigh.

Suddenly, Yu Guangshu saw someone on the street not far away. If it were just pedestrians, she wouldn't care. But she found that the man was holding a camera in his hand, looking sneaky.

The man seemed to have noticed something. Before Karen could take action, he turned around and ran away.

"Are you a tabloid reporter? No, wait. Why are the reporters here?" Kalian thought about it more and more and more that something was wrong. Seeing that the man ran away as guilty, she chased after him without thinking.

Fortunately, she left school early, and the school had not yet ended, so there were not many pedestrians nearby.

Otherwise, as Karen's noble status as a nobleman, he would be exposed immediately.

Karen was glad for the first time that she was wearing a school uniform and the short skirt would not affect her movements at all. Although it was very likely to be exposed, it would be enough to catch the guy who was secretly photographed before being discovered by a pedestrian.

Soon, she forced the man into a dead end.

It was not until then that Kalian saw the man's appearance clearly.

It seems to highlight its own style, a white one-piece tight clothing like a trench coat. It has a slender figure, gray hair, and a unique combination of goggles and headphones on its face.

Such a man was smiling at her at this moment.

It seems that the person who was forced into a dead corner was not himself.

"What are you doing just now?"

Kalian's tone was cold and harsh.

"Yes, what am I doing just now?"

The white-haired man's remarks were puzzled, and the smile on his face made Karen feel uncomfortable.

"I am the one who asked the question, please answer quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Karen took a deep breath and planned to fight quickly.

"Oh? How do you plan to teach me a lesson? Use your fists? Or are you proud of driving skills? Let's talk about it first, I'm not good at knightmare battles."
To be continued...