"Aikawa Tears?"

The expression of "No49" became extremely serious, looking into the dark night, with a cold light shining in the black pupils.

“Is she the one the organization needs?”

"You don't have to worry about this. What you care about is whether your task can be completed smoothly."

The man in a black suit sounds like scratching glass on a blackboard, which is harsh and uncomfortable.

"This assassination against Shi Qingshui Qianjing was closely watched by the Japanese police, and the organized cleaning team was unable to handle the scene well."

The man in a black suit said "skipping" with a look of unwillingness.

"After killing Shi Qingshui Qianjing, he was discovered by the police, which caused the cleaning team to be unable to deal with the other party's body. Humph! Speaking of which, this is your mistake. The accident happened to be discovered by the police."

"No49" turned a deaf ear to the words of the man in black suit, put away his huge sword with his hands and sorted out the equipment, "I am responsible for killing the target. As for the follow-up matters, I won't care."

As the 49th-ranked warrior in the organization, she has super combat capabilities and has always been serious and lacks the necessary emotional fluctuations.

Even the man in black suit who was responsible for his tasks did not swear.

"After all, if our organization is discovered by the world, it will cause necessary trouble. Of course, you must be careful about this kind of thing!"

The man in a black suit put away his small notebook and stuffed it into his pocket.

"After bringing Aikawa to the organization, go to Kyoto to meet me. The meeting place is Ankamaji Temple. Next, there will be cursed monsters waiting for you to eliminate."

He whispered to "No49".

The moment "No49" was about to leave, he heard the word "Kyoto Antsumaji Temple" and stopped, turned his face to face with the man in black suit.

The two looked at each other.

"Is it the baby grown in that coffin?"

"No49" placed the giant sword with both hands behind his back and covered it with a black cloak. "The baby born to his close relatives was cursed by people in the family and became a vampire bird or something. This most dangerous existence is obviously beyond my mission range."

"You should call for higher-level warriors."

The man in black suit laughed "hehe" and said, "As a powerful warrior in the organization, you, known as "Wind Slash", have extremely high talent. Although you rank 49, you have just joined the organization."

He sorted out his suit and turned back, "I believe that in time, you will learn to control your physical strength and have a chance to step into the forefront and become the forefront of the organization. However, before that, please don't die, otherwise I will be sad and lose a very useful tool."

As his figure gradually drifted away, his voice gradually drifted away.

"No49", known as "Wind Sword", stared at the back of the man in suit, and an inexplicable brilliance appeared in her eyes.

After standing there for two seconds, she turned and left.

Walking in the opposite direction of the man in black suit.

The destination is the residence of the "Three Goddess of Destiny".

It was darker and the streets were filled with cold wind.

It was already early in the morning, and there was no figure on the street, only occasional vehicles passed by.

The dim light pierced the darkness of the night and recovered in an instant.

Hirata walked on the deserted street with a sword bag on his back.

It wasn't that late to go back, but when I enjoyed Mika Hanasekawa's dinner and was about to say goodbye to my wife, I found that Mrs. Yamato Satsuko was already in a state of fever.

Although I don’t know what’s going on, it must be because I remove the curse power in my arms to cause such consequences.

So I quickly called the doctor.

But the lady with the burning blisters on her mouth remained awake while sweating on her little face and refused to go to the hospital.

There was no choice but to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine, ice cubes, and help Mika Hanase take care of her.

It was not until the early morning that Mrs. Yamato Satsuko's fever subsided.

Only then did Hirata get home with peace of mind.

"How do you explain to Saki?"

Hirata looked at the dark streets, walked forward with the help of subtle lights, and murmured to himself.

I guess after I go back, Saki will have to blame himself for a while.

Just as I was thinking about how to explain to my sister, I found a figure walking towards me in front of me.

His whole body was covered by a black cloak, and he walked closer to him with the heavy sound of footsteps.

What impressed Hirata was the other person's height. Based on his figure and outline, he was inferred that he was a woman, but his height was more than 1.8 meters tall!

This is the first time he has seen a woman over 1.8 meters tall on Neon Street.

He sighed at what the other person ate to grow up, and Hirata and her crossed her.

But in an instant, I sensed the pulsation of the curse between my left arm.

The feeling of fever hit again.

And it seemed to be pulled by something, and the curse power in his hand was beating outward.

At the same time, Hirata, a tall woman beside her, felt a similar aura from her body as her arm.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

The two people crossed each other, and Hirata was shocked.

There was a moment of slowing down!

But by chance, he caught a glance at a weapon similar to a long sword on the other party's back, and he was about to stop and moved again.

The other party's dress and the lingering breath on his body are obviously not ordinary people. If you stop at this time, you will inevitably have a conflict with the other party.

His left arm had just been cured, and he was not sure whether he could suppress the other party if there was a conflict.

All kinds of doubts came up in my heart, so I didn't stop and passed by the other person.

"No49" didn't stop, her brows frowned, and her face looked even more serious.

A powerful force was felt from Hirata, and it came to her with the faint curse breath.

Both of them had different thoughts and did not stop.

When Hirata's figure gradually left and disappeared into the corner, "No49" stopped, turned around, and looked in the direction where Hirata disappeared.

The white pupils in the eyes gradually contracted, revealing black and uncomfortable black pupils.

"Are the cursed infected?"

She shook her head with a complicated expression, "No, the aura emitted by this man is a more dangerous aura than a curse. And that powerful pressure looks like facing the seniors in the organization."

She felt a little threat from the other person.

You know, since she joined the organization and was trained for several years, she has rarely noticed this threatening aura from passers-by.

Although she really wanted to go up and stop the other party from finding out, she was a rational woman, and everything was given her own tasks as the greatest priority.

So I just stopped and thought for a few seconds, then turned around and left.

The night wind began to whistle, rolling up the leaves on the roadside, and erasing the traces of the two.
Chapter completed!