Opening his eyes, Vermouth glanced at him:
"What kind of music do you think I should like?"
"The bold and wild type."
Sakaki Makoto replied calmly:
“People who listen to such sentimental folk songs are usually very delicate and sensitive.”
“I really like the tune of this song.”
She tilted her head to look out the window at the dark mountains and pink thunderclouds, and whispered:
“It sings where I belong.”
"Do you think your fate has been determined?"
With his eyebrows raised, Sakaki Makoto asked:
"It's hard to imagine that the Thousand-Faced Witch, who is as cold as ice in the eyes of outsiders, would actually accept her fate."
"Oh..."
Vermouth smiled silently, a smile mixed with helplessness and sadness:
"Originally, I had already accepted my fate."
"But when I met them, I thought about trying harder..."
"Whether successful or not, this is my last chance."
"I'll remind you one thing. When we return this time, we'll have to fight against the new group."
Hearing this, Sakaki Makoto was stunned for a moment, then said:
"Is it appropriate to tell me this?"
"You'll know sooner or later anyway."
Vermouth adjusted her seat slightly backward and slowly closed her eyes:
"I'm sleepy, wake me up in 2 hours."
On the seemingly endless road, the black sedan was running at the fastest speed. The lights tore through the darkness ahead and it drove towards New York along the same route it came from.
1am...
In the suburbs of New York, Kidd stood next to a Mercedes, breathing the cool air and looking at the end of the road.
Nearly eight hours had passed since he and Makoto Sakaki parted ways.
Something big must have happened in Boston during these eight hours, otherwise there would be no news at all.
Looking at the three girls sleeping in the car, Kid wanted to go back to support them, but he couldn't abandon Sawada Hiroki...
"well..."
After struggling for a while, he suddenly made up his mind:
"If I don't go back, am I still a human being?!"
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