Chapter 31 Two Years Later

Chapter 32 Two Years Later
"Hey, Bing, take a look at my painting and see if it's good." Jingliu's energetic voice sounded in my ears.

"Sister Jingliu, it's been two years. Why are you still painting this picture?" I said lightly while sitting on the sofa with a glass of ice wine in my hand.

Time flies. Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. My strength in these two years can be described as a leap forward. As expected, childhood is the golden time for training. In these two years. Without Gin's constraints, I can play freely. The supervisor assigned by Gin to me is Fujiwara. As expected, he is Gin's spy, but his task is to supervise my daily training and tell me the daily training goals before leaving. After the training, he will come back to evaluate and send a message to Gin to report. So every time after the training goal is achieved, I have plenty of time to train myself according to my own training standards. For example, sniping. Gin's three-year task for me is to hit 600 yards. And I can hit more than 800 yards without others knowing. But I still do 600-yard training, just to confuse Fujiwara to report the wrong information to Gin.

At the same time, with Rum as my good sparring partner, my fighting ability has also increased exponentially. Do you still remember the qualitative transformation two years ago? In the following two years, I kept on simulating training, fighting training, simulating training, fighting training. If it weren't for my young age and many of my moves not being mature, Rum would probably have to go to the hospital every time he sparred with me.

I want to mention here that originally, Ling and I had six training items. Combat, dagger, pistol, submachine gun, cold weapon throwing, and weapons of our choice. But since a year ago, we have started to have major and minor items. I chose to major in pistol and combat. I minored in cold weapon throwing and dagger. Ling's choice surprised me a little. She actually chose to major in weapons of choice and combat. She minored in cold weapon throwing and dagger. She didn't even choose pistol or submachine gun. The most terrifying thing is that this girl actually chose a huge war sickle, just like the sickle of the god of death. Does she want to be a close combat killer?

Taichi and Mary were destined to be peripheral members, so they only had one major and one minor course. Taichi majored in pistols and minored in combat. Mary majored in combat and minored in submachine guns. However, because they were peripheral members, they also had their own other courses. Mary chose the medical profession. Taichi had a special liking for hacking technology. I was a little surprised by their choices. They were all the majors I needed most. It seemed that they would be my subordinates in the future. Sometimes I wondered if they knew that I needed these two majors and chose them specifically.

Then let's talk about Jingliu. At the age of 18, Jingliu is already a tall and graceful girl. But she is still very careless. In addition, in the past two years, she rarely goes back to her room except to prepare snacks for me after training and help me get important items. She basically sleeps at my place. This makes Shiho, who lives opposite, jealous, but she doesn't want to talk about it. After all, there is an age gap between Jingliu and me. But a big girl is a big girl after all. About half a year ago, Jingliu began to consciously avoid me when changing clothes. But that was only limited to occasional. Usually, she would take off her coat in front of me without paying attention and put on another piece of clothes. Of course, if she doesn't pay attention, I will naturally pay attention. Every time she changes clothes, I will take the initiative to avoid her. But occasionally I will tease her, for example, when she changes clothes, I will stare at her intently, and then watch her run away with a red face.

The situation of Shiho is relatively simple. Because apart from our free time every night, we can only meet each other on Thursday and Friday for cultural studies. Occasionally, I would knock on her door at night and chat with her all night, whether it was about study or something else. Then we went to class together with big dark circles under our eyes. Although I have never confessed to Shiho in the past two years, our feelings have become deeper and deeper with the passage of time. Maybe we both silently admit that we like each other.

"Of course, because I think you look the most handsome in this painting~" Jingliu squatted beside me and winked at me playfully. The painting in her hand was still the one she gave to Shiho, but she just repainted it according to the image in her mind. "Look, Bing, this time I added your necklace. Hehe, isn't it more handsome?"

"Well. It does look good. But isn't the black wing necklace difficult to see under the black tights? Paint the necklace white, as if moonlight is shining on the necklace. Would it look better this way?" I took a sip of the ice wine in the glass, and the cool feeling instantly penetrated my body and mind.

"Hmm. That's a good suggestion. I'll change it right away." Jingliu looked at me with some concern. "Hey. Bing, don't drink anymore. You've already drunk too much..."

"It's okay. Sister Jingliu, let me drink a little more. Anyway, you have class tomorrow. It's okay to sleep a little longer, right?" I smiled faintly. But there was a hint of sadness in my smile.

"Bing, stop drinking..." Jingliu snatched the cup from my hand and looked at me worriedly. "The dead cannot be resurrected, and his death is not your responsibility. Why do you want to punish yourself?"

"Haha. There are some things I can't explain clearly. Just consider this as my tribute to him." I leaned on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling. There was an indescribable melancholy in my eyes.

"Silly." Jingliu looked at me distressedly. Then he knelt on the carpet with his back to me. "Bing, it's ok."

"Haha. As expected. Sister Jingliu, you are the one who understands me the most." Looking at Jingliu's actions, I smiled slightly, left the sofa and hugged Jingliu from behind. It has been like this for two years. Every time I feel bad, I will hug her gently from behind. The jasmine fragrance on her body is my best regulator.

"Of course. Because I'm your sister Jingliu." Jingliu stroked my cheek with her hand and smiled at me gently. "But, Bing, I never understand. Why do you always blame yourself for the death of Uncle Daoyi? What does that have to do with you?"

"I don't know either." I closed my eyes and clenched my arms again. "He was my teacher. I didn't even know about his death. I always feel that I owe him too much." As I said this, my body trembled again. Even without tears, Jingliu knew how sad I was at this moment.

"Alright, Bing. It's okay, it's okay..."

About three months ago, my life didn't change much. It was nothing more than training, training, and training. Only on weekends did I feel a little fun. One was the music and painting lessons taught by Jingliu, which made me feel that I was not just a machine that could only train. And on Saturdays, Uncle Daoyi's magic class made me understand that the distance between humans and their dreams is not far away.

In the past two years, I not only learned voice changing and disguise from Uncle Touyi, but also learned a lot of small magic tricks, such as making a rose with bare hands, making the cards in my hand change into the desired suit and number, unlocking, escaping, etc. And it's not just Touyi. Even Kaito, who looked down on me at the beginning, has become quite close to me. Every time Uncle Touyi asks us to perform magic, Kaito will compete with me to see who learns faster and who performs better.

However, a sudden magic accident took away my happiness. Uncle Toichi escaped from a fire accident and stayed on the stage forever. Since then, I have never seen Kaito again, nor have I been to Uncle Toichi's villa. Instead, Vermouth taught me in person. And there was no voice changing technique, no magic, only ordinary disguise.

According to the memory of my previous life, I knew that Touyi would die eight years before the official plot. But I didn't expect that he would die without my knowledge. I always thought that Touyi's death was not that simple. After all, Uncle Touyi was the Phantom Thief Kidd I. It was absolutely impossible for him to die from his favorite magic. I also thought about investigating Touyi's death. But I am just an ordinary member. And I am still in the training period, so there is no way to investigate. This is also the reason why I become very depressed every Saturday.

"It's ok, Bing. It's all over. Don't think about it anymore." Jingliu was still comforting me. If it weren't for her, Shiho, and Ling who were by my side, I think I would have turned into an emotionless puppet long ago.

"Okay. I'm fine, Sister Jingliu." I smiled and left her jade back.

"Haha. I'm glad you're okay. You should have a good rest. I'll prepare some snacks for you." Jingliu stood up and walked outside.

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

dong dong dong.

Just as Jingliu reached the door, there was a knock. He opened the door and an adult man in black stood in front of him.

"Brother IceWine. Sister Vermouth asked me to give this to you." The man respectfully handed the envelope to Jingliu, and then walked out while bowing.

Jingliu closed the door and handed me the envelope, then squatted beside me and waited for my instructions.

I opened the envelope and found a short message inside. [V&I, XXOOOO, OXO, DY, KE/1.30]

"Sister Jingliu, tomorrow's class is cancelled. Please prepare a new set of clothes for me. I will need it tonight." "Bing..." Jingliu looked at me worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's okay." I smiled at Jingliu. I put the letter back into the envelope, handed it to Jingliu and instructed. "Burn it for me. I'll give you the ID card. Go to the armory and get a sniper rifle. I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up around 10pm."

"Yes. I understand." Jingliu frowned slightly and said seriously.

I went back to my bedroom and lay on the bed, thinking about the contents of the letter. [Vermouth and IceWine went to the D area at location Y at 1:30 on Sunday night to assassinate E.]

After Uncle Daoyi was killed three months ago, Vermouth began to teach me the art of disguise. After that, she would always take on some simple assassination missions and take me with her to complete them. It was considered an internship for me. This time the mission was to go to Sakura Island in Osaka to assassinate a person whose name began with E. But my mission was just to go with her. Come to think of it, this is the sixth time Sister Bei has taken me on a mission this month. It seems that she really doesn't have any capable people under her, otherwise she wouldn't have taken me on a mission so early.

I closed my eyes and relaxed my body, hoping to fall asleep as soon as possible.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jingliu woke me up on time.

"Bing. Time's up." Jingliu gently pushed my shoulder.

"Yeah. I'm up." I opened my hazy eyes. The dizziness from drinking in the afternoon had completely disappeared. After washing my face, I put on the windbreaker that Shizuka had prepared.

"The tie is already in your trouser pocket according to your habit." I usually only wear my tie when I'm wearing a monitor, and Jingliu knows that I don't wear a tie unless I'm wearing a monitor. Because she knows that I don't like my neck to feel constrained.

"Okay. I understand. Oh? The clothes are a little small again." I pulled the clothes and frowned.

"Hehe. Because Bing, you've grown so fast. I remember you were only about 1.1 meters tall two years ago. Now you're almost 1.4 meters tall, right?"

"Haha. That's true. It won't be long before I catch up with you, Sister Jingliu, right?" I smiled and looked at Jingliu. Actually, Jingliu is not very tall, only about 1.6 meters.

"Yeah. That's right. And your height is just right now." Jingliu smiled wickedly. I suddenly felt a bad breath. Sure enough. Before I could dodge, Jingliu took me into her arms. And my head was buried in her chest.

"Wuwuwu..." I struggled desperately. But it was useless. It has been like this for two years. Therefore, my breath-holding time has been well trained. From less than a minute at the beginning to more than three minutes now, I don't feel suffocated.

About two minutes later, Jingliu let go of her arm. I breathed in the fresh air in big gulps. "Sister Jingliu...if you want to murder me, just say so." I squinted my eyes and looked at her.

"Hate it. I just wanted to give you some motivation before you leave." Jingliu said as she straightened her full chest, which made me blush.

"Hehe. Okay, Bing. Stop making trouble." Jingliu returned to his original worried look. He squatted down and kissed me gently on the forehead. "No matter what, you must be careful."

"Ah. Don't worry, it's not the first time. I will be back tomorrow morning." I smiled at her.

I carried the sniper rifle that Jingliu had taken back and walked out of the room. Before I had taken a few steps, I saw another person who made me worried.

"Ah, good evening, Shiho. Did you go to the library to borrow books again?" I smiled at Shiho with my little white teeth bared. Shiho, who is also nine years old, is already over 1.4 meters tall. It is said that girls grow faster than boys during their growth period. Is it true? Looking at Shiho, who is already slightly taller than me, I feel a little depressed. She needs to grow taller quickly. It is too embarrassing to look up at Shiho like this.

"Call me Shirley." Shiho said calmly. "I just got some chemistry books from the library. I plan to read them all night tonight." Shiho raised a pile of thick books in her hand.

"I tell you. Staying up all night is bad for your health." I said to her with my eyes narrowed.

"It's okay. My art class has been cancelled, and I will have more professional courses to study in the future. So I can rest and sleep longer tomorrow. By the way, where are you going so late?" Shiho asked as she saw me dressed neatly.

"As you can see." I turned around and showed Shiho the bag on my back.

"Sniper rifle? Are you going on another mission today?" Shiho's eyes became nervous.

"Yeah. It's just a simple little task. I'll be back tomorrow morning." I smiled, showing my little white teeth.

Shiho was silent. Her bangs blocked her delicate face, so I couldn't see her expression. She didn't say anything, but I knew she was worried about me. I also knew she was afraid that I would never come back like her sister, and that she would be left alone.

"Don't worry, Shiho." I walked towards her and put my hands on her shoulders. "It's just an ordinary mission. I will definitely come back."

"Be careful." There were not many words. Although I couldn't see her expression clearly, the word "be careful" already expressed all her feelings.

"Yeah." I patted her shoulders and turned away from her sight.

(End of this chapter)