Big Sky in Yokohama

The night is dark and windy, the moon hangs high in the sky, and the light sources in the small town have been extinguished at night.

Youni sat on the bed with the quilt in his arms, and through the moonlight from the window, he looked hesitantly at Giotto and G who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, "Would it be better for Mr. Giotto and Mr. G to sleep on the bed? Actually, I can Sleeping on a couch."

I always feel that it is not good for the person who takes me to sleep on the ground like this.

Giotto waved his hands with a bright smile on his face, "It's okay, it's okay, we don't plan to sleep tonight."

Although the quilt and pillows were ready, they didn't intend to fall asleep so unsuspectingly.

If you just sleep like this and wake up the next day to see the bed is empty, things will be scary.

G covered his head and sighed deeply, and said helplessly: "Please don't worry, we don't want to let the little girl sleep on a cramped and uncomfortable recliner just to sleep comfortably."

If it weren't for their height, they would not be suitable for sleeping on a recliner, why would they have to sleep on the floor in Youni's room together.

There are not many hollow rooms in the gathering place, even the room allocated to Youni is only enough for her to live alone, and if two more people sleep on the floor here, she is worried that she will step on them even when she wakes up at night.

"Mr. Giotto, isn't he going to sleep at night? Isn't there a patrol task tomorrow?" Youni looked at him in surprise. She remembered that the daily patrol tasks of the Self-Defense Group had been arranged long ago, and tomorrow the patrol in the small town will start. It's Giotto's turn.

Giotto looked out the window and touched his nose, "It still doesn't work, there are still people patrolling diligently outside."

If he just fell asleep like this, he would be too sorry for the gentleman who was called by him.

Hailan's eyes blinked inexplicably, are there still members of the self-defense group patrolling at this late hour?

Giotto folded his hands behind his head and fell on the pillow, laughing as if chatting: "Speaking of which, Yuni, have you ever been to the church in the town? The priest in it is the kind you have never seen before."

The priest in the church?

Youni thought for a while, could Mr. Giotto mean...?

"It's just a guy who turned from a boxer to a priest. It's not a big deal." Following Giotto's words, G thought of Naker who was holding on to the Bible in the church.

A guy who accidentally killed his opponent's boxer in the arena, clinging to the bible all day long in order to repent, and devoted himself to atonement for his lifeless life.

Retired from a boxer to become a priest, such an obvious feature can only be that person.

The Guardian of the Sunshine, the first generation of the Pengo Li family - Nakel.

It is also the mission of the guardian of the sun to smash the adversity encountered by the family with a powerful fist and bring warmth to the family like a dazzling sun.

"But he looks interesting, doesn't he? I think he's a good guy, and I've been inviting him to join the self-defense group recently." Giotto said with a smile on his lips.

G stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and said in a flat voice: "Giotto will send invitations to everyone he thinks is good, not just to Naker."

So he's not some weird guy who doesn't spare priests, don't get me wrong.

Giotto is the person he chooses to follow, and only he can lead the self-defense group to protect the residents of the town in this era. No one can deny this.

Even though he always thought it was a surprise to rely on his intuition, G understood that Giotto's original intention was for the self-defense group.

It's just that sometimes Giotto invites people, even he can't figure it out.

"Father? I'll go and have a look when I have a chance." Yoni leaned his head on the pillow and murmured softly.

Sensing the girl's drowsiness, Giotto and G also lowered their voices. They grew up together and often understood each other's thoughts without saying a word.

……

A young man in a dark gray windbreaker walked on the streets of the town, his short platinum hair was blown by the wind, with his hands in his pockets, as if he was just passing by at random.

But in this day and age, no one would choose to travel at night, unless they really rely on those who are capable, so they will not be afraid of the crises hidden in the night.

"Is this right here?" Arnold squatted down on one knee, looking at the hexagram mark in the corner.

Invited by Giotto, Arnold, who came here from the place where he was carrying out his mission, lowered his eyes with a cold expression that made it hard to see what was going on in his heart.

It is rumored that girls have been missing frequently. A small town in Sicily is also guarded by the self-defense group established by Giotto.

Indeed, as Giotto said, the marks left here are the same as the case he took over, and the marks left in inconspicuous places are the same.

As if silently announcing his arrival.

As the chief of a secret intelligence organization belonging to another country, such a case should not have been in the hands of Arnold, but one of the missing girls involved the daughter of a certain grand duchess who sneaked out.

The scope of the matter involved was so wide that even Arnold could not help being alarmed. As a result, he, who was already a busy man, had to put down the business at hand and followed the footsteps of the case to find the criminal.

Like the priest still in the small town church, Arnold was also invited by Giotto to join the self-defense group. Although Giotto didn't know Arnold's identity at that time, he just invited him with a smile.

Arnold, who was like a lone wolf even in the intelligence organization, would naturally not join any other organization. He coldly rejected Giotto, saying that he did not plan to join any organization.

He doesn't intend to go with anyone.

Faced with such a cold reaction, Giotto just smiled normally and didn't mention it deliberately.

"The traces are still new, and people should still be here." Fingertips stroked the scratches on the wall, Arnold withdrew his hand indifferently and stood up, his eyes fell on the quiet and deserted street.

The question now is when will people come out and commit crimes again.

Fingers touching the cold handcuffs in his pocket, Arnold lowered his eyes and walked one by one along the places with six-pointed stars that Giotto gave him.

"Da, da, da." The sound of the leather shoes landing was not in a hurry.

The dark clouds slowly moved over to block the bright moonlight, and everything in front of him went dark in an instant, but Arnold keenly caught the abnormal sound of the wind, threw out his handcuffs and smashed it over.

Arnold's figure was tilted, and he quickly stood up again, silently looking at the silver handcuffs on his hands.

He was sure he had just hit something, but the other party just held back the pain and ran away.

"Going to Giotto's self-defense regiment?" Arnold had a good sense of direction, and Giotto put his face on the position of the self-defense regiment. Arnold quickly judged where that person was going.

Staring for a moment with icy blue eyes, Arnold raised his legs and chased after him.

……

The moment she sensed someone coming in through the window, Youni's heart skipped a beat, and she sat up in an uneasy sleep, opening her eyes wide and trying to identify the person.

Wearing a pure black cloak, the figure of a teenager hangs upside down by her window, like a pitch-black bat.

Youni almost blurted out, calling out Nakahara Chuya's name, but swallowed it back when the words came to his lips.

She glanced calmly at Giotto and G who opened their eyes quietly, and asked calmly, "Who are you?"

The boy's hand hidden in the cloak seemed to move, he cleared his throat, "I am the great Nicholas, and you are the one chosen by the great me."

He licked the tiger teeth in his mouth, resisting the pain so as not to show his flaws in front of Youni.

"Be happy, the great Nicholas will only find pure girls." He said proudly of course.

The girl in front of him looked at him quietly, neither yelling out in horror nor reaching out to look at his face, Nicholas felt a little strange looking at her.

This reaction doesn't seem quite right, shouldn't she be yelling or making a scene?

In this way, he can tell her that no one outside will hear her voice, and it is useless for her to make noise.

"The night is so quiet tonight, is it because of you?" The girl who was younger than the girl Nicholas shot before said so.

Nicholas snorted twice proudly, "Who else can do it except the great Nicholas?"

The man who just hit him outside should have chased the illusion he released and ran to other places. He has a lot of time to spend here.

He always had infinite patience with the innocent girl who was about to become witch material.

After all, they were his appetizers and desserts before handing them over to the witch.

The scarlet eyes fell on the girl's slender and white neck, and the boy licked the corner of his mouth, "You look delicious."

If you bite it down, the blood spurting out should look good, right?

He was injured by that annoying guy just now, and he seemed to be unable to bear the thought of doing something to her here.

In order to prevent people who enter the room from finding Giotto and G sleeping on the ground at the first time, Yoni's bed is covered with veils, and from the perspective of the window, only Yoni sitting up on the bed can be seen.

"Where did the missing girls go? Are they okay now?" Yuni continued to ask, attracting Nicholas' attention.

Nicholas said indifferently: "Ha, I don't pay attention to what happens to the bitten person afterward, probably it is still preparing to be used as a material for medicine at the witch's place."

His eyes fell on Youni, and he asked with great interest: "You don't seem to be afraid of me? They all screamed so badly before."

Of course, not everyone was afraid of him at first, and there were girls who were blinded by Nicholas' good-looking appearance, but they all screamed under his cruel bite.

After all, no matter how much he looks like a vampire, he is essentially a bloodthirsty illusionist. When he bites people, he will not bring them the ultimate pleasure.

Even if human teeth have evolved due to years of blood-sucking and biting, they will not grow fangs like vampires, and when Nicholas bites, it will only bring the fear of life loss to the girls.

"I'm not afraid of you not because you are brave," Youni hadn't finished speaking, the sound of the handcuffs being thrown out sounded in the wind, "but because someone is protecting me."

Nicholas' complexion changed, and when he was about to use the illusion to escape, he was grabbed by Giotto, "Don't rush away, you know where the children you haven't seen before are?"