Big Sky in Yokohama

"Huh, huh..."

In the dark and dirty alley, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, she panted unsteadily, and her chest heaved violently, but she didn't dare to stop at all.

Can't be caught by them.

Must escape!Get as far away as possible!

The high-intensity work of her lungs made her eyes black, as if she would be out of breath in the next second and collapsed, her feet were weak and she just ran numbly, with only one thought circling in her mind - escape!

She didn't have time to think about anything else.

In her mind, she kept predicting to avoid the person wearing the white magic uniform, and she couldn't care about anything else.

Bai Lan did not issue her arrest warrant in the other world, nor did she allow her hunters to disclose her identity to the outside world.

After all, Youni Kirionello brought the entire Kirionello family to merge with the Jesso family. As the captain of the first unit of Mirufiore, the original Kirionello is now the leader of the black curse.

It would not be a good thing for him if the people in the other world knew that Mirufiore had killed all members of the Black Curse, even the leader of the Black Curse.

The black boots stepped on the dirty water on the ground, and the splashed sewage left mud spots on the boots.

"There she is! Catch up!"

Youni showed a flustered look, and for a moment she didn't notice the white magic spell coming from the other side, she turned and ran to another alley.

Bai Lan's order was to capture her back alive, and Youni didn't have to worry about the white magic spell shooting her in the back, but the chances of an underage girl bumping into them head-on and then escaping were just one thing to know.

What's more, she is almost exhausted now and can't hold on anymore.

His legs were so weak as if he was stepping on a cloud, his body felt almost tearing pain, and every breath brought intense pain.

The sound of approaching footsteps behind her made her bite her lower lip tightly.

She wondered in a daze, is she going to be caught up?

Was the opportunity everyone gave her a waste?

Her toes hit a hard object on the ground, and Yoni fell heavily to the ground. The pain from rubbing her elbows and knees couldn't call her the slightest attention.

She was just shaking and trying to stand up, her overloaded legs were just shaking, completely uncontrollable.

"Stand up, stand up," Youni's voice was crying, "it's too late..."

Hearing the approaching footsteps, she had no time to pay attention to what was tripping her up.

The dark brown leather shoes stopped in front of her, and Yoni froze.

An elegant and low chuckle sounded in front, "A panicked kitten broke into my hunting ground."

Youni raised his head in a daze, teardrops poured out of his eyes uncontrollably across his cheeks, gathering and dripping down his sharp chin.

The young man who looked down at her had beautiful pale blond hair, handsome appearance like a god, a pair of blue eyes with arrogance and contempt, the girl reflected in his eyes was just like what he said, a beautiful girl A kitten that gets itself dirty by rolling in the mud.

He didn't regard the girl in front of him as his kind at all.

The sound of footsteps behind her approached, and Youni came back to her senses. She pursed her lips tightly and tried to support her body.

"who are you?!"

The man with the white curse chased Youni to the alley, saw an unrelated man standing in front of her, and immediately pointed his gun at him.

"If you are sensible, give that girl to us!"

Verlaine chuckled, and he sighed with emotion: "How long has it been since someone talked to me like this?"

He just jumped up lightly, without the folds of the suit on his body, and the man with the white curse didn't even have time to cry out in pain, his body fell to the ground in pieces, and blood spurted out from the cut.

It was only then that Youni realized that it was a severed human limb that tripped her just now.

The azure blue eyes trembled slightly, reflecting Verlaine calmly patting the coat hanging on the crook of his arm.

He glanced at her with a half-smile, and put his index finger on his lips: "Don't say you've seen me, it's better for you."

He didn't care about being seen by Yoni to kill him.

For some unknown reason, Verlaine didn't do anything to the shivering kitten in his eyes, but was going to leave her here just like that.

"Excuse me, can I follow you?"

Verlaine stopped, and he looked back at her, "Is there any benefit for me to bring you?"

He never took anyone around him, even though the child seemed to him a weak kitten that didn't even have all the teeth, he didn't pose any threat to him.

Youni raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, with a firm expression: "I can help you find the existence you've been looking for."

Verlaine raised his eyebrows lightly, and snorted lightly: "Do you know the existence of what I've been looking for?"

Staring at him with eyes as blue as the sea, Yoni's voice was extremely soft but did not prevent him from hearing: "...It's the supernatural power of the gods, right?"

In less than a blink of an eye, Verlaine stepped in front of Youni, grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.

The grown man's broad palm clasped the girl's slender neck, and Yoni's toes couldn't even touch the ground. She frowned in pain, and grabbed Verlaine's hand with both hands, but could only leave scratches on it.

"What else do you know?" Verlaine frowned coldly, holding her hand motionless.

Yoni shook his head hard.

Looking at her with icy blue eyes, Verlaine watched Yuni's aura slowly weaken, like a small animal that was still alive just now losing its vitality bit by bit in his hands.

He let go of his hand and let Yoni fall to the ground.

"Follow up by yourself." He said quietly, and turned around, regardless of whether Youni could follow or not.

She covered her throat and coughed embarrassingly, supporting her trembling legs and staggeringly followed.

……

Even though Verlaine agreed with Youni to be by his side, he was not a considerate person, and naturally he didn't care whether the little animals by his side could live well.

He was only responsible for killing those who chased up and wanted to take Youni away, and he didn't care about the rest.

Uninterrupted assassination of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, no matter which country's ruler they are, as long as they are on Verlaine's hunting list, they will die.

It took only half a year for Youni to stagger and keep up with Verlaine's footsteps at the beginning, to keep up with Verlaine with a calm demeanor and steady steps.

Everywhere he went, Verlaine disappeared alone for a while, leaving Yoni to assassinate his target.

Just leave her to move around the safe house, and don't care if she will leave at this time.

Occasionally, Verlaine would disguise himself and take her in the streets and parks of various countries. When he passed the fountain, he would stop for a while, his eyes falling on the silver coins under the fountain, and he would be fascinated.

"Do you think what I'm doing is meaningful?"

Once, he asked the girl who was following him this way.

Youni followed his gaze and asked with a smile, "What kind of things do you think are meaningful?"

Verlaine's heart was full of confusion. Over the years, he had been wandering around in various countries, assassinating the dignitaries of various countries.But he himself doesn't care about the life and death of these people, he just wants to find something for himself to do.

Maybe these high-ranking officials who are eager to master the power of the gods will die, and the tragedy of him and that child will not happen again, or maybe even if they change the group of people, they will still try to explore the power of the gods.

Regardless of whether he kills or not, everything he has experienced has passed, and everything cannot go back to the past.

Verlaine laughed inexplicably: "No, everything we do is meaningless and trivial, and nothing will change."

He was just venting the anger that had nowhere to pour in his heart, resenting his own powerlessness.

Youni withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes slightly and did not refute Verlaine's words.

She just leaned her elbows back and touched the package tied at the back of her waist, which was bulging and full of things.

"Let's go, I decided to go to Japan to pick up my brother."

Verlaine turned and moved forward, and Yoni took one last look at the fountain and followed him.

"Japan? I see." Youni was puzzled for a moment, and quickly put away the expression on his face and raised his usual smile.

Verlaine glanced back at her, "What did you see?"

In half a year, even though Verlaine didn't pay much attention to Youni, he knew her true identity and her eye-catching prophecy ability.

He generally would not ask about the results of Youni's predictions, because he knew that he would not die on the way to assassinate those dignitaries.

He didn't need Youni to prophesy anything for him, and keeping her by his side was like raising a kitten and puppy, as long as he was alive and let her do whatever, he wouldn't interfere.

Do humans think about what the pets around them are thinking?Anyway, Verlaine would not, he would keep Youni only on a whim, and he didn't care why she was hunted down or what special and powerful abilities she possessed.

"Maybe what I saw is something you don't want to know." Yoni answered him with a smile.

It was not easy for a girl who was much shorter than him to keep up with his pace, but Youni didn't make a sound to tell Verlaine to wait for her, but silently quickened her pace.

Verlaine snorted, he didn't think he would fail.

"Then don't talk about it, anyway, I never believe in things like prophecy and fate."

Youni curled the corner of his mouth and did not refute him.

Verlaine himself rebelled against fate, and he was able to get rid of the original fate of going back to serve France after seriously injuring his partner. He believed in his own ability more than predicting the unpredictable future.

But how did he know that everything he did was not part of his destiny?

No matter what you do, you can't break free from the shackles of fate. Youni has understood this truth a long time ago.

Everything they do leads to that established destiny.

Verlaine has his destiny, and Youni also has hers.

She will try her best to live until the moment when she fulfills her mission, whether she wants to or not, only she can do that now.

"It's not a bad thing not to believe in fate."

Youni lowered his eyes lightly, hiding the emotion in them.

The rich businessman and his mistress, whose tickets were taken away by Verlaine, lay down in a dark alley, breathing weakly, but their lives were not in danger.

"This is not the first time you have prevented me from killing these tools." Verlaine stood on the deck with his hands in his pockets, the sea breeze blowing his pale golden hair, and he calmly looked at the vast sea: "Their lives are worth yours. Offend my talisman?"

Unimo took a step forward and held onto the metal guardrail: "I just think it might be better for them to accept legal sanctions."

Keeping their evidence beside them, they notified the local police station and hospital.

They will not lose their lives because of this, but they will not escape the severe punishment of the law.

Verlaine snorted softly: "If you continue to make such extravagant problems, I might abandon you next time, okay?"

Youni raised the corner of his mouth and supported the guardrail with one hand, and looked back at him sideways: "No one pays attention to their missing tickets, so it's not an accident, right?"

Verlaine said inexplicably, "You saw this too? You really deserve to be a witch."

Youni lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "I just take it as a compliment."