Chapter 172 You Stole My Stockings.Txt
Kirigiri Shimizu's blade sliced through the air with a swoosh, the whole process taking only three seconds, no unnecessary movements.
"Bang!" A metallic clash as Matsukaze Masaya grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and pressed the back of the blade against a point in front of his neck.
"I can see your attack," Matsukaze Masaya's expression contorted, his voice urgent. "How many times, your attacks have always appeared in my mind, I have practiced countless times, I have surpassed you."
Kirigiri Shimizu's gaze was indifferent, without any change.
In Matsukaze Masaya's eyes, there was a reflection of Kirigiri Shimizu, which made his thoughts go back ten years.
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"Senior, I want to be as amazing as you!" Little Matsukaze Masaya chased after Kirigiri Shimizu with a long sword.
Just one strike, and little Matsukaze Masaya's sword flew into the air, he fell to the ground, then watched Kirigiri Shimizu's figure, never looking at him from beginning to end.
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"Your humiliation towards me, today I will repay it a hundredfold. Even if you see through my disguise and support me as the team leader, I will not forgive you." Matsukaze Masaya took a step back, gripping the hilt of his sword. This was a completely different move from Kirigiri Shimizu: "Today, I will defeat you."
"I don't remember ever humiliating you." Kirigiri Shimizu suddenly spoke right before his attack.
Matsukaze Masaya visibly hesitated, his attack also came to a halt, his expression instantly contorted: "Impossible, if you didn't recognize me, why did you propose me as the team leader?"
"Komachi Kurenai has counted the number of enemies killed. You are the most frequent member on duty. Nominating you as the support team leader can save me a lot of work." Kirigiri Shimizu patiently explained.
"I! Don't! Believe it!" Matsukaze Masaya's veins bulged, disregarding the attack, he was in a bad state.
The blade flashed, Kirigiri Shimizu sheathed her sword, not a drop of blood stained it.
She lifted her leg and walked past Matsukaze Masaya.
Matsukaze Masaya's expression remained frozen on his face as if someone had pressed the pause button, unable to believe what was happening as he lowered his head.
In the next moment, her top was slashed open, and along with it, a white cloth wrapped around her chest was also severed.
As the white cloth was cut, his chest was unrestrained, immediately something springing out, accompanied by a deep, visible wound, blood spurting out like a fountain from the injury.
"Thud." Matsukaze Masaya's body fell to the ground.
Kirigiri Shimizu had just taken a few steps forward, frowning: "Lie down, or die."
"I told you..." Matsukaze Masaya propped herself up with one hand on the ground, the other hand trembling as she struggled to stand, blood flowing from her mouth as she spoke, "I told you, today I will kill you."
After saying this, Matsukaze Masaya swung her long sword, using all her remaining strength to strike at Kirigiri Shimizu.
In that moment, Matsukaze Masaya felt that everything around him had slowed down, she could clearly hear the sound of the wind lifting the hem of her clothes, could hear her own heartbeat, and could hear Kirigiri Shimizu's breathing.
The injury to her chest did not slow his down. In that moment, she felt her sword swinging faster than ever before.
Her perseverance, anger, and unwillingness, all her emotions and her life, burned and converged in that single strike.
Then, blood scattered in all directions, and Matsukaze Masaya fell to the ground once again, with a deep wound visible on her chest.
This time, Matsukaze Masaya fell backwards, a few drops of blood splattering on Kirigiri Shimizu's face.
"I remember you," Kirigiri Shimizu said, retracting her blade. "You're the stubborn little one our master adopted."
Matsukaze Masaya squinted her eyes. Due to excessive blood loss, she couldn't move her fingers anymore.
Hearing Kirigiri Shimizu's words, she looked up at the sky and smiled.
She remembered how she entered the Special Affairs Bureau with hatred towards Kirigiri Shimizu. And now, knowing that she had been nominated as the support team leader by her, she found herself intentionally or unintentionally appearing in front of her every day, not knowing what she truly wanted.
Matsukaze Masaya felt her consciousness starting to blur, with no hope of surviving after being struck twice by her.
"She really is that powerful. She will always remember me, won't she..."
As Matsukaze Masaya thought about it, her eyes grew heavy and drowsiness set in.
"That's enough..." Matsukaze Masaya's mouth curved into a smile as she slowly closed her eyes.
In her final moments, Kirigiri Shimizu's voice reached her ears, saying, "I remember you stealing my stockings."
"I didn't steal them! I found them!" Matsukaze Masaya suddenly sat up, shouting.
At that moment, a syringe was inserted into her neck, and Meijou Yoru, the blonde sister, had a smile on her face.
After Matsukaze Masaya fell unconscious, Meijou Yoru reached out and lifted her up in a princess carry.
"Hehe, this hemostatic needle from the medical team works quickly when administered through the artery."
After finishing her words, Meijou Yoru looked at Kirigiri Shimizu and said, "Don't make such a scary expression. I'm just the leader of a small intelligence group, not good at fighting."
"I didn't change my expression," Kirigiri Shimizu continued with a cold face.
"...," Meijou Yoru, the blonde sister, stiffened for a moment, then quickly regained composure: "Thank you for not asking for this girl's life. There have been a lot of issues at the Special Affairs Bureau recently. Take care of yourself."
Kirigiri Shimizu watched as Meijou Yoru left, holding Matsukaze Masaya, then turned to continue moving towards the inner city area of the Special Affairs Bureau.
* * *
Li Xia sat in the hospital room, Kimura Shizuka's succubus secretion doesn't have a long-lasting effect on people. Akane is a ghoul, a subhuman with very strong physical abilities, and she was sleeping peacefully in bed.
At this moment, a young man in a suit walked up to the hospital room and lightly knocked on the door three times.
After catching Li Xia's attention, he saluted and said, "Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Li. Director Kanshi Ran invites you over."
"Invites me?" Li Xia looked puzzled, pointing at himself with his finger.
He knew there must have been a problem within the Special Affairs Bureau, so in this situation, he naturally wanted to stay as far away as possible.
Kanshi Ran left a good impression on him, with an amazing figure and a gentle and pleasant way of speaking.
Li Xia hesitated for only a few seconds before agreeing to let Qian rest here and go with the person in black to find Kanshi Ran.
Kanshi Ran's office is located in the very center of the Special Affairs Bureau, serving as both a meeting room and a living room.
The building is simple, but it occupies a large area.
The person in black brought Li Xia to the office and then left, leaving Li Xia alone to face Kanshi Ran.
"No need to be restrained," Kanshi Ran's smile was still very infectious, making people feel comfortable.
She was wearing loose home clothes, like a beautiful aunt next door, but her arm was wrapped in a cast, the place where she was injured by Kimura Shizuka.
"I'm sorry that Mizusawa Ryo invited you to come and play and encountered such a situation."
"No problem." Li Xia quickly waved her hand. "I'm not injured either. Did Director Kanshi Ran call me for something?"
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