Great Swordsman Ke Xue

Beika-cho, Ni-chome.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the golden afterglow of the sunset still had some warmth. At the door of Dr. Agasa's house, Shimizu Koji left again with Dr. Agasa seeing him off.

He went home to eat a meal, and then went to work.

The last shift.

Yes, Shimizu Koji had already planned to resign. He could actually not go directly, because Diana was very good to him and basically paid him in cash.

But people can't, at least they shouldn't, squander other people's kindness. Maybe others have some purpose, but that's another thing, and it has never affected Shimizu Koji himself.

However, although he was thinking about the last shift, Shimizu Koji actually left room in his heart. After all, he only went twice. If Diana asked him to stay, he could add one more time, including this time, to make up for "a month".

Anyway, it's easy and not tiring, and the salary is expensive.

It's just that he doesn't like that kind of environment.

Driving all the way to Shinjuku, he parked the car in the underground parking lot of a nearby building. Like the previous times, Shimizu Koji walked to the entrance of the club.

When he arrived here, it was already 6:30 in the afternoon.

It was also a coincidence that when he was at the door, Shimizu Koji just saw a black Porsche with red taillights on, slowly driving to the exit on the other side of the alley.

"This kind of car is really rare."

Although Shimizu Koji didn't know much about cars, the Porsche 356a was indeed a very antique model, and it looked out of tune with the current urban style at first glance.

Shimizu Koji didn't care too much, and pushed open the door of the club and walked in.

As soon as he entered the club, Shimizu Koji found something wrong. Today is Sunday, and it is his day to go to work and perform.

It's not that he is so narcissistic. Although he has only been here twice before, the deserted situation today is really completely unexpected.

The seats that used to be packed were now empty by about 70%. Those white-collar workers who used to hang out in pubs and bars were almost completely gone today. Most of the scattered guests were male.

It was as if their attachment to this place was like yesterday's yellow flowers. Once they withered, they would abandon them without hesitation.

They were affectionate and ruthless, like the walking dead in this oppressive steel forest.

And now, there were only 30 minutes left before Koji Shimizu's clock-in time.

What happened?

Koji Shimizu frowned and walked to the bar. He didn't see Anna Asano, who was supposed to be here. Without hesitation, he continued to walk into the club.

Behind the stage, in the corridor, Diana silently looked at the female singer performing on the stage. She looked at the time and estimated that Koji Shimizu would not come.

However, that was just right. For that child, it was better not to come to work here at the moment.

Although I don't know whether Shimizu Koji just doesn't want to come, or heard rumors, or was threatened by someone, it doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't come, it's actually good.

Diana's eyebrows were sad, but she really didn't want Shimizu Koji to come today, so she didn't take the initiative to call Shimizu Koji today.

"Ms. Diana."

"Hmm?"

Hearing someone calling her, Diana turned her head subconsciously, and then saw Shimizu Koji standing straight in the corridor.

Her eyes gradually became incredible, so that her face, which had become more and more old due to exhaustion recently, suddenly became more radiant.

"Hao, Koji-kun?"

"Why are you here?!"

Diana's emotions were not concealed. Even though she wanted to hide her thoughts, her personality couldn't control herself once she opened her mouth.

"Ms. Diana, did something happen?"

Looking at Shimizu Koji who asked calmly, Diana finally reacted. She rolled her eyes, shook her head repeatedly, and squeezed out a generous and apologetic smile on her face.

"No, no, it's just that I sent a notice yesterday saying that the club will be cleaned up today, and I forgot to inform you."

Hearing this, Shimizu Koji raised his eyebrows and did not comment.

Of course he could see that Diana was talking nonsense, because when he came in, the female singer was still singing loudly.

However, since she didn't want him to know, no matter what her intention was, that was fine.

"I understand, then I see that the club is cleaned up now? Tonight?"

"Hmm-." Diana hesitated for a moment, looking at Shimizu Koji's face, she recalled the last time she was attracted by the piano sound and the boy's figure in the VIP room, and also recalled the first time she met Shimizu Koji.

Although their acquaintance was brief and ordinary, Diana was still a very emotional European and American woman. She also wanted this boy whom she admired very much to have a perfect ending in her club.

"If you want, of course you can."

Diana smiled generously, "The tuxedo you used for the performance has been cleaned and is still in the original room."

"Okay, I understand."

Kouji Shimizu nodded and turned away.

——

After Gin left, Vermouth listened to and appreciated the long-lost neon atmosphere, silently drank a glass of absinthe she ordered, and prepared to leave.

She stood up from her seat, and the singer on the stage just turned behind the scenes, a perfect ending.

But, suddenly, the spotlight on the stage changed. The black and white piano that was originally just used as the soundtrack suddenly became the focus of the stage.

Belmode was a little surprised and was startled for a moment. Then, she saw Koji Shimizu, dressed in a black tuxedo, as if he was the perfect hero who walked out of a story, slowly walked onto the stage, walked to the piano and sat down.

When the first crisp and sweet note sounded from the interlaced black and white keys, Belmode's eyes changed from surprise, to surprise, to curiosity.

She walked to the opposite side of the stage, and the venue was empty. She seemed to be waiting for a specific person to come so that she could enjoy this piano solo dedicated to the goddess of fate.

Belmode's gaze lingered on Koji Shimizu, her eyes becoming increasingly unpredictable, but the only meaning that could be read was - interesting.

Her flaming red lips attracted countless gazes like deadly poison. She slightly raised a smile, mysterious and charming, and full of fatal temptation.

After her black and white waiter took it, her now liberated chest was like a harbor that lured wanderers back home. It was infinitely charming as her breathing rose and fell.

Shimizu Koji—she recognized him.