Lover 13
everything.
Christina raised the corners of her lips, "Fei... no, should I call you Mr. House?" The man opposite her looked a little uncomfortable, "But considering our relationship, this name is a little strange... How about calling you Sosuke?"
"...Just do as you like," Fang Fang Zongjie swallowed without leaving a trace. You know, since he reported his entire team for suspected crimes a few years ago and suffered retaliation, even his family members would not pronounce his name. "...Um, you came to see me specially, is there something?" Yang Jiao was so dazzling that he felt sweat on his back. "Sanchez... No, Mrs. Whitley... No, Christina?"
The man who had been used to living by others' faces for a long time changed his address with great tact. "We are obviously of one mind," Christina sighed. She was dissatisfied with the fact that Sosuke Fubuki was used to looking down on her, but she was also vaguely pleased with his timid attitude. There was a strong trust between the OC vests. Just like now, she could feel Sosuke Fubuki's trust in her and his fear of her nature. This contradictory emotional tug made her more interested. "Excuse me, Sosuke, I just want you to relax a little."
"I'm sorry," Fang Zongjie pushed his glasses up subconsciously, "I just didn't expect you to come over so suddenly," he explained in a gentle voice, hiding his hidden anxiety very well, "Recently, you are the busiest... Is everything going well?"
"It's been busy indeed," Christina nodded, "and it's been going well... That's why I came to see you."
The blonde woman sighed, "There is a moon telling us that no matter what the outcome..."
"Everyone should be given a chance to say goodbye."
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The ward that had been empty was once again filled with people.
Karasuma Renye was once again put on a ventilator. The doctors and nurses, who had been thought to be able to semi-retire, surrounded him, frowning as they looked at the various data on the instrument.
Over the past period of time, the leader of the Black Organization has displayed the spirit of his youth... no, even beyond his youth. His physical condition, which has returned to its peak, coexists with the resourcefulness and shrewdness of old age. He has directly defeated Huiren Society and was about to lose a lot of meat to the opponent, but at this juncture, his body had problems again.
His organs are failing in an unknown state, his heart is stalling, his senses are weakening, his nerve centers are abnormal... Karasuma Renya now looks older than before. He is now blind and has difficulty controlling his limbs.
However, he was actually lucky. The four tubes of potion he gave away had turned into four compartments in the morgue last week. If Old Crow had not always been a cautious person, he would have met the same fate as those who squandered their youth.
“I understand, boss,” Vermouth stood up, the old man’s fragmented whisper still echoing in her ears. The Thousand-Faced Witch was now the center of attention in the ward. “As you wish.”
"It's time to discuss the future of the organization."
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