Reincarnation of Lelouch Lamperouge

In the study with the curtains down, Shumu Xuanwu thought while smoking a cheap cigarette.

Fujitang's figure is no longer there, he was thrown into a room in the house and imprisoned.Even if the force is superior, but the unarmed samurai, facing a group of loaded guns and live ammunition, Fujitang can only capture the elite team built by the Shumu family with countless money and resources.

What's more, that guy was so stupid that he didn't bring his portable sword, otherwise, things might become a little troublesome.Although you can't shoot yourself, other people may not.

Xuanwu lay deeply on the sofa, his expression with smoke rings still maintaining a twisted smile.

"It will finally succeed. The fate of the Japanese Prime Minister for fifty years will end in my hands!"

Dim room!

Dim air!

Dim smile!

Dim satisfaction!

Xuanwu enjoyed the joy and excitement of the dawn before victory.

Suddenly, the indoor phone rang, drawing Xuanwu's attention, the blue light on the outside line did not light up, it was an inside line.

Can't help but act?

Xuanwu smiled and slowly picked up the receiver.

"it's me."

The other end of the receiver said something in a vague voice.

There was no smile on Xuanwu's face. He pinched out the cigarette in the ashtray, stood up with the receiver, and at the same time walked to the window and slightly opened the curtain with his fingers.

"how many people?"

Xuanwu asked, and the other end of the receiver answered his question.

For a moment, Xuanwu was silent.

then……

"Huh! You are not easy, Fujitang."

Xuanwu said the name of the person who was no longer here, and laughed again.

"Very well, leave him alone, it's just that the owner heard the hound's screams. To die of Tongyuan, it seems that you are more suspicious than I thought."

Xuanwu's fingers left the curtain.

"Ahhh... you should even use the wiretap! If Fujitang can go back obediently, it would be best. Yes, there is no need to give the other party a special statement."

As he spoke, he began to move, taking one or two steps slowly towards the door of the study.

"The schedule was disrupted? Humph, idiot. If you dare to step into this house casually, the other party is digging his own grave. That monster hasn't been incompetent yet, Ashford? So that's the connection! Even if I left, it still left me such a trouble!"

"But if the hound goes back, there is nothing you can do. Compared to that... hum, yes. If you immediately create a fait accompli, it is not me who kneels and begs for mercy. It's so long, old monster. At that. When teenagers and girls lose their lives, your world is over! Think about it, the best princes and princes died in Japan, those who were originally dissatisfied with you, including your best daughters!"

"It's really interesting drama. The battle between father and child will definitely give the world and it will be the best gift for Japan's rebirth. The stage is ready!"

Five steps, six steps.

But at that time.

Before Xuanwu's hand touched, the door was suddenly opened without warning.

The shocked Xuanwu held down the receiver and looked out the door.

A mixed murderous gaze glared at him from the crack of the door, and at the front end of that sharp gaze stood a small figure.

The washed-out white jacket and navy blue hakama are not so sharp and fierce, but innocent, but the gloomy expression and the other side look a little distorted.

Xuanwu breathed a sigh of relief, but while reassuring, anger and doubts arose.At the most important moment, I was disturbed by someone who was completely unexpected.

"What's the matter, Suzaku."

Yes, the person who interrupted his important call was his only son, Suzaku!Also, if it weren't for Suzaku, no one could approach this room without his permission at this critical period.

"..."

Suzaku's eyes fixed on Xuanwu, without saying a word.

Surprisingly calm eyes, with a faint bloodshot, silent.

"I asked you what's the matter, father, I'm very busy."

Xuanwu asked impatiently.

"..."

Suzaku just stared at Xuanwu quietly, but that kind of cold gaze, glaring, should be more accurate!

"..."

Big eyes stared at small eyes, no answer to any question, only those calm eyes became more indifferent, not like a child at all, making the person watching by those eyes extremely uncomfortable.

Xuanwu tapped his tongue and released his hand holding the receiver.

"It's me, no, nothing. Well, I'll call you right away, don't act rashly."

After giving a brief instruction, Xuanwu hung up the phone, and then turned impatiently to his biological son who was standing in front of him.

For some reason, the son's left hand was hidden behind him.

Xuanwu didn't care much, and yelled.

"Do not!"

Is about to speak out.

"Suzaku!"

"father!"

The voices of each other overlapped, and the voices that were originally very different in age and personality, but at this time, they unexpectedly matched the shot, all with a gloomy twist.

"Ok?"

"Please, father."

Suzaku walked into the study while talking, the voice lacking emotion, like mechanical friction, dull and indifferent.