Hidden Assassin

Tokyo, August 2002.

In the evening, like a sunset of fire, the western sky is dyed of brilliant gold. The wind swept through the woods, striking the beautiful face of the woman and sending a cool feeling.

“Has it been... two years?” With a gentle sigh, the dragon hall stepped on a pebbled trail. High heel sandals clash rhythmically with the stone, making a "clap clap” sound.

Love with the Rain Regular has been largely exposed, and given her boyfriend's position in the High Plains and the strength of her own family, no one dares to refer to her entry or exit from the Rain House, even if she is not a nominal fiancée.

Over the trail, the Rain Family Training Hall.

Take off your sandals and place them in the front door. Step into the training room and hear a painful cry in your ear. Looking up, a young man with a bamboo knife held on to an arm that was clearly somewhat misplaced and stumbled down, “I think I lost. ”

Count it down, number five.

Pursuit on the field continues. On the move, more than twenty Rainmaker disciples with bamboo knives formed a perimeter. One scream and the woman with the face of a porcelain doll attacked the center.

Stationary is only a moment, yet gives the Dragon Hall an unusually long feeling.

The central woman rushed backwards suddenly, and then the bamboo knife burst out of her ears whistling in the field.

The youths in the rear protrude a little more than their peers in the left and right as they rush, but in fact they are only a little bit, and I don't know how the women discover these slight differences behind them - precisely because they are a little bit too late to rescue them - Kung Huang lifted the bamboo knife and was kicked out of the field by a fierce spin kick.

The two people on the left and right also reacted extremely quickly, realizing that their companions had been attacked, lifting the bamboo knife and chopping it towards the center.

However, the woman gave way to the right and ate a bamboo knife, but as if she didn't realize it, another spin kicked the person on the left out of the field. Subsequently, his right hand was raised, his arm was broken, and a whip hammer was caught.

Simple, elegant, cold, like the sound of a broken knife.

For a moment, the dragon hall seemed to emerge as if the young man had suddenly raised his pistol in a rough roll hall two years earlier.

After five minutes.

“Thanks for the instruction.” Thirty Rain disciples bowed before turning away in awe of the seemingly weak woman in front of them.

The Dragon Hall on one side only raised its hand, "Kaoru! ”

The woman on the field noticed this way and walked over.

Strength explains everything. More than a year ago, when women came to the training hall, everyone looked down on them. However, the next day's training swept away these belittles.

It is not known how young women possess strengths disproportionate to their age. At first, everyone kept their strength in the dark. It was not until two of our companions were shot out of the field that the crowd regained their contempt and used their full strength.

The result… is no different today.

Women have a good hand, either to dislocate people's wrists, arms, shoulders, or an intolerable beating… in short, they can't do it anymore.

In stark contrast, why does one's bamboo knife strike one another have no effect?

In fact, it is usually the same as everyone else that accepts the organization's mandate. Although the people above have asked to take care of her safety, when faced with difficult or even life-threatening tasks, it seems that… she is always the most powerful.

As a result of continuous training and assignments, the number of disciples is increasing each time she goes on stage and practises.

After a period of training, everyone naturally knew who she was: the eldest daughter of the Tsukiki family, a regular fiancée of Rain, but not Rain's girlfriend - the one beside her.

For a woman with such an identity, such an unfortunate encounter and such a beautiful appearance as a fine porcelain doll, there are naturally young disciples who are fond of her. But the power gap makes it difficult to create the courage to go forward. In the second place, there are a few people who dare to go forward once in a while. The ones who issue invitations are also pushed back by their cold faces without a little enthusiasm.

Then the crowd was confused: if she refused, why did she, the fiancée of Rain, get along with Rain's girlfriend without any mustard?

Through the woods, the dragon hall only quietly follows the young woman for two years, naturally realizing that each other's silence is not rude, but only by nature.

“Tian Yujun is back from China today. Do you want to have dinner with him tonight? ”

“… hmm.” Pull out the key, the woman named Lunar Pool Kaoru opened the door, "please wait a moment. ”

The noisy running water in the bathroom turned around only in the unusually tidy bedroom and then sat on the sofa, which looked a little old.

There is nothing fancy in the bedroom, only those toy puppets are clearly marked as a woman's bedroom.

Not a big bed with two giant toy puppets. A golden lion dog, leaning against the back of the bed, still looking new. The other panda, on the bedside, is old. Washed countless times, the original black plush had faded into grey white, but was clean.

Around the walls, there were also toy puppets - only after learning about the love of lavender, bought some beautiful, valuable toy puppets for her. But the old panda was still not thrown away, obviously in a special position: a year ago, when the panda was washing, the black plastic eyeballs fell off. Then, while helping to clean the other toy puppets, I saw this woman, who never showed a slight embarrassment, holding the panda with red eyes for half a day, and then finding the needle thread to sew the falling eyeballs up.

As for the reasons for her special status, she had also asked her boyfriend - presumably in relation to the Chinese teenager.

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At night, the moonlight of the milk washed into the room.

Dressed in a nightgown, the lavender sits beside the bed after bathing, somewhat confused and overwhelmed. A moment later, he fell asleep with the faded panda.

Two drops of crystalline tears slowly drifted down along my cheek...