Hidden Assassin

Tsukikikiya, near Tokyo, Japan, at night.

It is not too late for the stars to shine in the huge old houses between the mountains and woods, such as water mists and soap pods, where three or two people can be seen walking between the quiet old roads. Dressed in kimono, wooden, short knife, customary samurai costume, in a lit courtyard, the ancient Japanese style and songs are implicitly conveyed.

“... the beach is clear and crystal clear, and the trees are planted. In the middle of the night, I was surprised by the sound of a thousand birds... I wrote a song describing the scenery of Yoshinokawa. My favorite song is this one. What do you think of Nishida? ”

“In itself, it is a thousand ancient sentences, plus the singing and performance of the singer, is really the most classic song of the song, but personally, I prefer some short songs from Ruoshan pasture...”

“As for the song of Ruyama, I do know that there is a song girl from Shinjuku who sings very well. If you are free some other day, I would like to listen to it with Nishida-kun...”

This is what the two men who walk between the roads say, and we don't need to understand it, just to know that they are dating prostitutes in a more elegant way than homosexuals. The two people who spoke, one named Funtaro Sato, are currently well liked among the younger generations of the Tsukiki family, the other named Naoya Nishida, a special agent who only joined the Tsukikiki family in recent years, with outstanding loyalty, and has recently repeatedly given credit in various tasks. Although he is still a newcomer in terms of time, he has also been greatly valued.

The clusters of objects, people from the clusters, are excellent young people. Wentaro's relationship with him is also quite good. He did a joint task with him in the field a month ago. He came back today and reported to headquarters. Only then did he return to the old house in the inner Yunchi family, walking all the way here, but the conversation was fun.

The atmosphere in the moon pool home is quiet, lights are emitted between the various courtyards, the roads are well shadowed. Although it is summer night, the surroundings of the trees do not appear hot. Several young people walking face to face greeted Wentaro. Turning around a road, two people stood at the corner for a moment as a small car passed, and Wentaro looked for a while in a courtyard not far away. The black hole in the yard, no lights, after the defense died four years ago, this little yard became almost a forbidden place for the Moon Pool family.

“I heard Sato-kun versus Kaoru...”

“... have you seen her? ”

“At the beginning of this year, she swept through the courtyard and took a look at it from afar.” Naoto Nishida smiled, "What a girl as clear as Perfect Jade. ”

“Yeah...” Wentaro sighed, "let's go. ”

“Sato-kun and Kaoru grew up together?” Turning around that trail, Nishida Fang said it again, and Wentaro nodded.

“Green plums and horses.” Nishida exclaims, "can you tell me about her? ”

“Interested?”

“Interested.” He smiled and nodded, “Anyway, what a beautiful girl. ”

“In fact, there is not much to say, her personality has been stronger since she was a child. Since the death of the wife, the owner didn't care much about her, she became cold, then went to China, something happened, and after coming back... this is what happened...”

“China?”

“Nishida-kun has also heard that it was her teacher who killed the imperial guardian. ”

“Oh?” Naoto Nishida glanced. “The man now...”

“Dead already.” Wentaro laughed, “Kaoruo fell in love with the person, so when he came back, he was unwilling to contact others. Even if he was engaged to Gao Tianyuan, it's just symbolic now. This state of affairs counts... it's been four years..."

Speaking about the lavender, Wentaro lost interest in a moment. Shortly afterwards, the two people split up at the intersection and went in different directions. All the way back to the small courtyard where he lived, he sat on the corridor, looking at the stars and looking slightly pale.

Four years is enough to make a person truly mature from youth, enough to make a person truly see the gap between obsession and reality, the first time to kill, the first time to go to a tightly guarded place to steal what they need, things are easier than imagined, this is the result of years of hard work, there have been times of arrogance, but gradually it precipitates, can see more clearly the distance from others.

I remember that autumn four years ago, Kaoru returned from China to Tokyo accompanied by the Rain Regularity, and since then has lived in that little courtyard with an almost invisible attitude. Occasionally, she has come out to sweep the floor and exercise. Sometimes, before dawn, someone will suddenly see her figure in the dense forest of the Moon Pool family, and suddenly disappear. Sometimes, she will go to the periphery full of monitors, suddenly appearing on a screen, she will often scare people, like ghosts, thus making up for the dead corners of several monitors.

During the initial period, every morning, dawn and noon, she would go to the lunch hall of the Tsukiki family to eat, sometimes in rainy or snowy weather, if luck, when passing outside the small courtyard, she would see the young girl sitting quietly in the room hallway, Wentaro had seen, when the heavy rain fell, she sat by the hallway to eat small bites of rice balls in her hand, chewing slowly, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment. However, this scenario of eating with incredible care and without wasting every grain of rice gives the impression that rather than enjoying lunch, it is rather an act of eating as much as possible to sustain one's life.

Though strange, almost everyone, more or less, has this feeling that such a beautiful, near-perfect girl, every move with a kind and pleasant aesthetic, merges with the whole of heaven and earth, yet every move of her is restored to its original meaning, every grain of rice, every dish that enters the mouth, just to be decomposed, absorbed, and to sustain the constant functioning of this body. In this sense, she has become almost a simple animal, even though she is incredibly beautiful in the throwing room with her hands raised.

She stopped talking, did not talk to anyone, the food was sent to the small courtyard, the time to go out had become less, only occasionally, there was appearance, sitting in the corridor, cleaning in the yard, standing in the woods, looking at the view of the hilltop where it was not known. Just like paper, initially there was some text, and then the text faded away into pure white paper, and then even the white paper itself faded away, constantly transparent, even the notion of transparency faded away. As if in the course of her occasional appearance in the yard cleaning the leaves, the people around her disappeared one after the other, and eventually the whole world became quiet and even she was going to die.

Gradually, she gave people that feeling.

As a fiancé, the rain came several times, gradually a little helpless, mostly helpless. Two years ago, he probably understood what was happening in China, and that night he was drunk, rushed into the small courtyard, said a lot in front of the silent young girl, and then stretched out his hand to try to hug her. At that time, the young girl waved her hand and turned off the lamp next to her.

The first thought that flashed in his heart at the time was to be ashamed, the training instinct for many years saved him, the next moment, his whole person was punched out, the walls of the house were completely torn open, in the darkness gathered the girl's energy God's full blow like the sea under the night, the previous moment the wind was still calm, the next moment the tsunami gust of killing gusts, if not hurriedly with a pair of hands, this power would blow up directly in the chest, I'm afraid is true death.

In the moonlight of that night, when he fell in the small courtyard and watched the girl push the door open and put on her shoes, walking towards him like a quiet reaper, the silver light that had fallen on the girl clearly told him that the distance between them had really become an impossible divide to close.

green plums and hobby-horse...

And he thought about it, and he stood up in the hallway, and he walked into a simple room, and for a moment, he pulled out an old little iron box, and he pulled an old yellow picture out of it. Under the light of the stars, there were many children in the photograph, because the scene was too big, each of them looked too small, too small, just like the place where the memory was washed away by time, and only in the corner of the photograph, he could find the girl who was not only beautiful, but also had a little smile, and the photograph was blurred, but he could clearly see that the little girl was smiling.

Having been trained as a ninja since childhood, he has always been very bored and has few photographic opportunities, and this is the only photograph he has with lavender.

And the distance from the lavender, he thought, there were times when it was not that big. When everyone was little, Kaoru's mother had not died, or before she went to China, the distance between them was not very far. At that time, Kaoru worshipped him and envied him. He also always enjoyed this gaze of attention, and occasionally wanted to help each other, but always gave up because of poor results. Kaoru was a giftless little girl, and he thought so.

Now I remember that I didn't necessarily have a fondness for lavender, or that I was too proud of my child. If I could enjoy that kind of look less, it really helped the lavender. If I could clearly face this fondness at the time, everything would be different now. This is how life is. It constantly brands you irrevocably. The branding is printed and missed. Even if the distance between us is closer, there will never be a chance to make up for it...

“Sato, Sato...” Someone woke up on the road outside in the dark, he thought, retrieving the photo of his hand in the iron box, cleaning up his mood, walking out of the room, the person outside the courtyard seemed to be about to walk: “Yes, why didn't the light come on, I thought you weren't back. ”

“Just arrived. ”

“Everyone is waiting for you, to tell us about this operation, haha...” The man whispered, “We have prepared a few bottles of good wine...”

Wentaro's relationship with these people has been good since he was trained as a child. Now, he leaned backwards toward the place he had agreed to. He heard that the people around him had said the trivial things of the recent period: “Qingno, they can't come over. It's very busy outside. I heard that there was a problem recently with the stock over there at Cherry weave, and he hasn't come back at this time today...”

Walking all the way through the small courtyard where the lavender lived, like that time before, the black hole inside, no lights on, about the lavender has fallen asleep, he thought about these, slightly distracted. The guy next to him looked at his face and said, "You don't know about Kaoru yet, do you? ”

“What?”

“Really don't know? Thought your level would know something. Kaoru went out yesterday. ”

“You said… what! ”

Wentaro raised her voice and the person repeated: “I heard she went to Tokyo for four years, she left here for the first time, I don't know what happened, I really want to go see... how about that? Tomorrow we'll go together. Looking for her? ”

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Well, I admit I went to see it on Warcraft, I am guilty, I repent... (Unfinished, if you want to know what happened, please go to www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)