I've Been Licking Dogs For Four Years, Am I In A Hurry To Stop Licking The School Girl?

Different from the big events in the beautiful country, and the booming development of China, there are some crazy humans on an island thousands of miles away.

The reason why they are said to be crazy is because these people have never been afraid of breaking the boat, fighting with their backs, and always regard death as the strongest capital. This is the sad tone that has been handed down since their birth.

Neon represents their colors, and nothingness represents their culture. People who often read Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Kawabata Yasunari, or Dazai Osamu can appreciate the beauty of nothingness in the description and blank space of large pieces of consciousness.

Neon's literary character is slender, and its content is implicit, which is different from our majestic and majestic.

They compare with us, from the "mono-sorrow" in the Heian period, the "Yugen" in the Kamakura period, and the "Xianji" in the Edo period, death is an extremely important part of their culture.

In a small town on the edge of Hokkaido, a girl in a pink cherry blossom costume walked slowly forward on wooden clogs. She shuttled through the quiet and deserted streets. Under the wooden eaves, there are euphemistic arcs, like the raised toes of a beauty, and there are wind chimes hanging below. Whenever there is a breeze, the intertwined melodious sound will be accompanied by the cherry blossom girl's footsteps.

The strange thing is that this girl is walking with her eyes closed. Of course, she doesn't need to see the stone slabs and corners in front of her, because she has walked this road countless times and formed a kind of muscle memory. She murmured, "The thirty-fifth Step...the thirty-sixth step, you should turn left."

Then she walked over clumsily, without any hair accessories on her head, just like that, the black hair was hanging down to her waist, and then the black hair disappeared outside the wall of a building.

Even wearing heavy clothes, the girl looked too weak, and a kind of silent sadness was flowing in her body, she didn't open her eyes, if she saw those eyes, I'm afraid it would bring people more death. Feeling sad.

After walking through the narrow alley that looks like a gap in the wall, everything in front of her suddenly becomes clear. In front of the girl are old buildings that have survived since the Edo period. Black tiles and two trees planted on the wide open space The trees set off each other, as cold as this season.

The last time I entered this gate was four years ago. The girl's troubled mind recalled that vague scene. Everything from the Dark Warrior Treaty formulated by Tokugawa at that time was clearly remembered in her heart. Apart from that, she forgot most things.

Even the clothes I wore today were tied by others. In the early morning, the expressionless woman put her hands on her shoulders and turned her around, and said to her who didn't know why, "Go, you don't need to kneel today, the boss is waiting for you."

So here she is.

Pushing open the heavy door, she was about to move on when she suddenly remembered her mother's arrangement, "Oh, the wooden sign should be hung up."

This girl who occasionally exudes a sense of sharpness like a sharp katana sword does not appear to have a high IQ, but is clumsy, like an underdeveloped egg. Generally, we call this kind of egg a villain.

She took off the wooden sign around her waist and hung it on a black nail on the wall. The name on the wooden sign was: September.

"kill him."

Jiuyue knelt down in the living room for a long time, she didn't raise her head, only heard a magnetic voice ringing in her ears.

The boss's voice was very nice. Although I didn't look at it with my eyes, Jiuyue was already imagining a cheek like a sliced ​​noodle in her heart, oh... no, it's not a sliced ​​noodle, how does that word describe it.

A face as sharp as a knife.

Jiuyue's thoughts were wandering, thinking about what she had and what she didn't have, a trace of confusion appeared on her extremely beautiful face, and she was thinking silently in her heart to tell me who to kill. Jiuyue didn't dare to raise his face to look at this boss who likes to hide himself. It is said that if he saw his true face, he would be poked blind. Maybe he really looks like a sliced ​​noodle.

A frivolous photo drifted down and appeared in Jiuyue's eyes. She glanced expressionlessly at the young boy in the photo. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a very handsome face.

"His name is Jiang Cheng, a researcher in Huaxia. All you have to do is kill him, even at the expense of your own life. Unlike your previous simple tasks, this person is under protection at various levels, and someone will respond to him in Huaxia. You, you can't come back after killing him. Do you understand?"

"As ordered."

September's ears heard some slight vibrations on the floor, presumably the boss jumped off the chair, and then the footsteps were clear and then gradually moved away. She stretched out her slender hand to grab the photo, carefully Take a closer look.

Then she made an unexpected move, stretched out her pink tongue and licked the corner of the photo lightly, then bit off a piece and chewed it, a smell of ink spread in her mouth instantly.

It turns out that the photo looks like this... She nodded seriously, and then put the photo in the belt around her waist and put it away properly.

She didn't notice that in the shadow of the partition wall, the "boss" who had just left was standing respectfully beside an old man.

The old voice said softly, "I remember she is the best one we have cultivated."

"Yes, Jiuyue is the strongest among that group of children. She has done a lot for us, but her brain is not very good."

"I can see... It's not surprising that people who can come out of that place are always a little different from ordinary people."

They knew that it would be impossible to come back after going in September, the corpse might no longer exist, and the person to be assassinated was not that simple.

But in any case, this is an attempt, even if it is a bit too dark, if it can be exchanged for one, it will be a blood profit, because the dead warrior can train countless more, but Jiang Cheng only has one.

Countless people are planning to make Huaxia lose this genius, and only Nihong took action in the first place. In fact, in all regions and fields, big countries are infiltrating each other. Maybe it's a big shot in the field of humanities, or a self-media with countless fans. Behind their popularity, their hearts are actually not the red of China.

There are many shadows that we cannot imagine, the sea is too deep, it is difficult to see the turbulence at the bottom from the calm surface, we are huge so we are complicated.

When September heard that her trip might be the last mission in her life, she was not sad.

The concept instilled from childhood is to dedicate everything, even their own lives, to the boss. This is the meaning of their existence.

In fact, this kind of dead warrior culture still exists in the big family of Neon. Their methods are perverted and unique. They distort people's original will from the three aspects of desire, character, and training. People like Jiuyue are completely puppets.

Reduce desire to the lowest point, that is, only keep the desire to satisfy one's hunger.

One of the most distinctive characteristics of human beings is the endless pursuit of desires. We want to be full at first, then we want to eat something good when this standard is met, and then we want to eat something strange after we are satisfied. From this, everything in the material society can be substituted, including clothing, material conditions, and the basis of living.

Jiuyue ate rice balls and white meat every day, and drank only water. If he didn't eat, he would starve to death.

This is a means of control. Some people may ask why they don’t eat anything they see on the street, because the frenzied personnel who tame the dead will add poison to all the food they saw in their childhood, and they will die after eating it.

So September stays away from all food and only eats what the tamer provides.

The condition of distorted character lies in obedience, unconditional obedience, at any time they will ask the dead soldiers who are closed in the same yard to kill their companions who live together day and night, and only one of them can survive.

We live and they die.

In order to get rid of useless emotions, they only need to have five-body affection for one person, even if the dead soldiers have never seen this person.

The training was even simpler. Jiuyue had been put to fight in various dangerous environments. Although she just came of age this year, countless lives were already under her hands. So besides the sluggish presence on her body, there is also an unconscious murderous aura on her body. She is still young and cannot fully control this temperament.

In a dark room, only one of the dozens of dead men survived, while countless tamers stood guard outside. They had experienced countless times like this. Sometimes it takes a day and a night for the results to appear, and sometimes it takes an hour.

When the noise disappears, the door of the wooden house will be opened, and the last living person inside will be the candidate for the dead.

They have adopted countless young children, and no matter how many are lost, they don't feel bad.

The most memorable time among the trainers was that it took only fifteen minutes for all the sounds in the wooden house to disappear. After they opened it, they were surprised to find that Jiuyue was sitting on the edge of the corner, kneeling on the ground in the darkness, her clothes were completely stained with blood, holding a knife tightly in her hand, sticking out her tongue to lick it. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After seeing the person, Jiuyue carefully walked around the corpse and walked out, kneeling at the door of the wooden house, with her hands on her forehead, and the rough ground under her palms.

Her long hair spread out like a black and coquettish flower in full bloom.