Hufflepuff in the Marvel Universe

Listening to Gu Zhongyan's usual sarcasm, Yashida Shingen's face couldn't help twitching, his fists clenched and then released, and then clenched again.

There was a suffocating breath in his chest that he couldn't let out. His face was as suffocated as a purple eggplant. It took him a while to endure it. He turned his eyes and glanced thoughtfully at Gu Zhongyan, and clapped his hands.

The door was opened, and a woman in a white dress walked in.

This woman has the gentle and elegant beauty of a traditional Japanese woman. She wears a traditional Japanese kimono, and her long hair is pulled into a bun on the back of her head so as not to look messy.

Her appearance has the unique softness of East Asian women, especially between the eyebrows and eyes, which seems to have a gentle flavor, like a clear spring in summer, which seems to be clear, but the specific depth cannot be seen through.

"Mariko, entertain Mr. Gu for me."

Yashida Shingen shouted stiffly, looking particularly cold when facing the woman in the white dress, with the word dissatisfaction almost written on his face.

"I have other things to do, so I'll excuse you." As he said that, he nodded slightly to Gu Zhongyan and left the room as if he was running away.

"Mr. Gu, I am Mariko Yashida. My father is involved in something, so I am rude. Please forgive me, Mr. Gu."

Mariko lowered her eyes slightly, as gentle as a wisp of spring breeze, soft and lingering, enough to make a hundred steel-finished fingers wrap around her fingers. She picked up the chopsticks with her onion-like fingers and gently picked up the food in the bowl.

, neither close nor distant, and his behavior is just right.

This is a woman who can arouse the protective desire of almost all men, but she is not just a little white flower. Her complex temperament is like a gentle and mellow wine. The more you pay attention to her, the more attractive she becomes.

Is it seductive? Unfortunately, he is not interested in women from his childhood, let alone the woman in front of him is Wolverine's woman.

Just by watching the movie where she plays Wolverine to the mercy of applause and takes control of the power of the Yashida family, you will know that this is not a simple woman.

Looking at her indifferently, Gu Zhongyan said calmly: "Since your father has something to do, please take me to see Mr. Yashida. He is still the head of the Yashida family today."

Hearing this, Mariko's movements on her hands paused, and then continued smoothly. If Gu Zhongyan's current eyesight hadn't been extraordinary, he might not have been able to detect this weak pause.

Mariko smiled more and more submissively and said: "Mr. Gu is joking. My grandfather is in poor health and has been neglecting family affairs for a long time. Now it is my father who controls the family."

Gu Chongyan sneered and said nothing.

Mariko didn't feel embarrassed either. The submissive smile on her face remained the same, and she said calmly: "However, since it is Mr. Gu who wants to see his grandfather, he naturally has to make arrangements."

"It's just that my grandfather's health is really not good. How about asking Mr. Gu to stay in a humble house for a day. When my grandfather is ready tomorrow, how about I take you to see him?"

Meeting Yashida Ichiro was originally an excuse, mainly for Viper. Knowing that both the old man and Viper had to prepare a lot, Gu Zhongyan followed suit and nodded.

"In that case, let's visit the old man again tomorrow. I'm tired too. Please ask Miss Mariko to prepare a place for me."

"Yes, please come with me." Mariko responded, turned around and led Gu Zhongyan to his room to rest.

Late at night, Gu Zhongyan rested at Yashida Manor and spent a peaceful night.

However, not everyone can have a peaceful night. At least for Logan, in his long life, the proportion of the word stability is too small.

As a mutant who has lived for nearly a hundred years, time has not left much mark on him, but the broken memories and the pursuit of the past have already made his heart extremely heavy.

In his childhood, this country was not a place worth remembering, but for a centenarian, no matter how sad the place is, it is an indelible part of his memory.

Not to mention, someone specially sent him a letter. It was just a farewell to the past, and it was worth the trip.

To Wolverine, the heavily guarded Yashida Manor is nothing more than a paper shell, allowing him to easily reach the deepest part of the manor.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Logan couldn't feel the slightest joy of revisiting his old place. Deep in his heart, there seemed to be nothing but loneliness and pursuit.

In human literary works and artistic renderings, wolves are always described as lonely and proud creatures. They seem to have always been alone, like lonely rangers.

But in fact, wolves are social creatures. Like most social creatures, wolves also need a social structure and status of their own.

Logan is a special case, but not a special case. Wolverine, who has survived a lifetime of killing, has never had a home. He is a lone wolf. Even in Xavier Academy for Gifted Youth, he is lonely.

But it seems that he has never stopped chasing the past, the past, the future, and the group.

Stopping in the empty courtyard, Logan was slightly absent-minded, with a faint sense of confusion exuding from his body.

"You are still the same as when you left. Sometimes I really wonder whether things like time have any meaning to you."

With a sigh, the white sliding door opened in front of Logan, and the bloody cherry blossom pattern receded, revealing Mariko Yashida, who looked like a girl in white clothes on the back.

The bright moonlight gently shines on the courtyard paved with bluestones, like a pool of swaying water. Wolverine looks at Mariko, who is no longer young but does not look old at all. The memories seem to bring him to many years ago.

The heart, which had been pierced by a sharp knife and exploded by a bullet without feeling anything, felt an unspeakable sourness and dull pain at this moment, as if a ruthless hand had pierced the chest and squeezed it hard.

·The same thing.

The two stared at each other for a long time. In the end, Wolverine was the first to break the calm.

"What do you want from me?" Wolverine said in a slightly hoarse voice.

Sighing softly, the woman in the white dress showed a hint of sadness on her face, and her resentful eyes fell on Logan like ripples of water.

"Ten years, I have been waiting for you for ten years. I know the reason why you came back this time, and I also know that you are not here for me."

"But Logan, I need your help, just this once, okay?"

Mariko looked at Wolverine with pleading eyes. A pair of Rouyi, which was more tender than a girl, gently fell on Logan's chest. She felt the faster and faster heartbeat in the palm of her hand. At some point, a dark cloud appeared.

It floated quietly, blocking the bright moonlight.