There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

As a result, a scream brought him back to reality. It turned out that the guy was kneading his girlfriend's breasts!

Not only did he touch her as if no one was around, he also muttered obscene feedback about the feel... She hadn't even touched it yet, but Miyuki had lost her virginity in her breasts to this guy.

How can you tolerate this? No man can tolerate this!

He turned his head to look at the wretched boy lying on the ground. His handsome face had been distorted into a funny shape after being hit by a few punches. His cheeks were swollen, his entire left eye socket had turned purple, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils. He had just woken up and was beaten again into a daze.

The man in the suit heaved a sigh of relief and let go of the flat-headed boy's arm, while the girl named "Miyuki" took out her cell phone to call the emergency department and the police.

The boyfriend was wrong, but it was an act of "self-defense". She would share the medical expenses if any were needed. Although the guy was beaten badly, this extremely bad and "open-minded" pervert behavior must be reported to the police.

"Eh?"

The girl's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at her phone in surprise.

"What's wrong, Miyuki?"

"how come……"

"No communication." The man in the suit looked at his mobile phone in surprise, and finally turned his head to see the surrounding environment clearly. When everyone was attracted by his words, they took out their mobile phones to search.

"Snap, snap, snap..."

A sudden burst of applause attracted the confused crowd, and they finally noticed a few young men in strange clothes not far away, their eyes were always looking at this side.

Beiyuan Kong calmly clapped his hands and uttered a seemingly teasing compliment: "You are the most energetic newcomers I have ever seen."

"Very good, very energetic!"

Chapter 16: A Gentle Man

"Okay, now that I have explained everything that needs to be explained, please introduce yourselves and tell me about your occupations and specialties."

Kitahara Sora looked at the newcomer with a dazed look on his face and nodded with satisfaction. The flat-headed boy was now curled up on the ground, holding his stomach and making a "hehe" sound.

Her girlfriend squatted in front of him, wiping her tears and sobbing.

After Kitahara Kong finished his explanation, there were definitely people who didn't believe it. It should be everyone who didn't believe it. Then the flat-headed boy, who hadn't completely calmed down yet, relied on his tall and strong stature and rushed over directly.

It's not fun to have to intimidate every time. Someone jumps out and shouts at you, "Come and hit me, come and hit me." No normal person would refuse such a request, right? What's more, his girlfriend can't stop him.

So Kitahara Sora reluctantly punched him, controlling the force very well, making him lose the ability to move instantly but not into coma.

"The mission will begin immediately. We will not repeat what we just said. It is up to you whether you believe it or not. So if no one of you speaks within ten seconds, then..."

This group of people still looked at the young couple in disbelief. One of them was very handsome, the kind of handsome who would clean out the love letters in the shoe cabinet every day at school.

The other girl's appearance almost reached the ceiling of human beauty. There was nothing wrong with her facial features.

Both of them have an inexplicable temperament. The boy is extremely indifferent, as if he doesn't care about anything in the world, giving people a feeling of being out of the ordinary, while the girl gives people a kind of elegant cold charm, just like an iceberg beauty.

The people present began to look at each other in bewilderment. Even the teenager who was beaten into a pig's head crawled up with a grin, looked at the flat-headed man lying on the ground with an innocent and depressed look, and then took a few steps back as if in fear.

It looked like he had been beaten badly, and the hair on his head was wilting listlessly.

But they still had no intention of speaking, and instead whispered to each other vigilantly. However, a faint voice suddenly startled them all.

“You’ll die.”

Kato Megumi, who was sitting on the sofa in the corner, finally spoke. This sudden reminder made them realize that there was someone over there, and the green thing in her hand looked like a controlled item, right?

“You’ll really die.”

Hui slowly stood up from the sofa, the emerald dragon tooth spinning on her slender fingertips, like a dark green flower dancing in her palm, and disappeared in an instant.

"If you don't plan to join us," she put the dagger back into the ring, glanced at Kitahara Sora with her bright eyes, and continued, "The captain will definitely deal with you properly."

What does it mean to deal with you properly?

Kitahara Sora's mouth twitched. Is this girl also starting to learn from Yukino to criticize her? I didn't say anything when I lost yesterday, why are you so angry now that you won? Girls who hold grudges are not cute at all!

By the way, this is also her gentleness. Maybe her life during the seven days of rest and recuperation was even worse than that of the previous mission, but she still did not lose her girlish heart, which is still pretty good.

If these newcomers would become a burden, then he would indeed consider how to deal with them. He wouldn't do it himself, but leaving them alone was something he could do. Hui suddenly stood up, and it sounded like a threat, but in fact he was also trying to persuade them.

Kitahara Sora looked at Hui with admiration. The girl felt his gaze but pretended not to see it and walked around to Yukino's side.

Ignored again.

"Hello, Captain Kitahara, my name is Shenzu Chiaki, and I'm in sales."

The fashionable girl with wavy hair and a D-cup breast raised her hand timidly: "Specialty, my specialty is... I can drink quite well?"

Kitahara Sora nodded, and even though she looked very scared, the fear was only half real.

She has already sorted out the current situation. Even if she still doesn't believe it, this sales lady named Shenzu Qianjing should have concluded in her heart that these people have no malicious intentions.

"Young man." The middle-aged man was about fifty years old. Although he was over half a century old, he looked full of energy. He wore a white bowler hat, a vest, casual pants with many pockets, and a SLR camera hanging on his chest.

At this time, the uncle walked forward with a hearty smile on his face.

During this period, the old lady should have had some communication with him. When he was about to come over, the old lady pulled his wrist vigilantly, as if to warn the uncle.

"My name is Amaya Yohito, you can just call me Uncle Amaya." Amaya Yohito stretched out his hand and shook Kitahara Kara's hand tightly: "I'm a photographer, and I opened a photography training center in Tokyo."

"Teacher Tian Gu." Kitahara Sora politely shook the uncle's warm palm, and then let go with a slightly regretful expression: "Come on."

The uncle took a deep look at Kitahara Sora and the two girls beside him with his turbid eyes, shook his head gently, and said nothing more.

"Auntie, what about you?"

As soon as Kitahara Sora finished speaking, the mushroom-headed lady shrank her neck, and the pupils in her small triangular eyes rolled around a few times.

Then he became ruthless and stood up in a flash. He rushed in front of Beiyuan Kong like a raging child and yelled, "You little bastards..."

"Snapped!"

The old lady flew backwards more than ten meters, and with a loud crash, her bloated body knocked over the wine cabinet in the room. All kinds of unknown liquors poured down and buried her. The sharp fragments of the wine bottles cut her skin, and the blood mixed with the liquor, making the scene a mess.

The young man's sudden attack stunned everyone present, except Yukino and Kei who were relatively indifferent. Komuro Takashi also sighed softly.

"Her breath stinks, so it's best to keep your distance when talking to avoid spitting on the two girls' faces."

After Kitahara Sora's calm explanation, a slight sound of glass colliding was heard in the quiet room, and the old lady who was buried by the wine bottle fell into coma.

The man in the suit stared at Kitahara Sora blankly, anger gradually forming in his pupils. Without saying a word, he immediately turned around and ran over to rescue the old lady who was knocked away.

"What about you? Pervert classmate?"

Kitahara Sora ignored the man in the suit. He was too lazy to brainwash such a man. There were only two outcomes for him: either he would be dragged down and end up in trouble, or he would commit suicide and end up in trouble.

The boy who was beaten into a pig's head didn't react for a while when he heard the words "pervert classmate". When Kitahara Sora spoke again, he was obviously frightened and turned his head from the wine cabinet behind him.

Looking at the terrifying man in front of him, he timidly said: "Yakura, Sakura... Ichigo Tomoki, a second-year high school student, my specialty is..."

"Wow, no wonder."

Kitahara Sora suddenly seemed to have discovered something interesting, and suddenly said: "Okay, I get it, you are just a middle school student, and your specialty is ghs, no need to explain, I understand."

"Eh?"

As if he had seen a big boss, Kitahara Sora's eyes suddenly lit up. When Sakurai Tomoki was still confused, his joking tone suddenly became extremely cold, like the Nine Nether Cold Pond, making one's soul tremble.

"Sakurai-san, I only have one request for you."

"Ah? Yes!"

"The girl next to me is Yukinoshita Yukino, and the girl next to her is Kato Megumi. They are both very cute girls, so my request to you is that you must not get within two meters of them at any time."

"what?"

Kitahara Sora took out the AK-105 from the ring, and the crisp sound of the bolt pulling and loading the gun made the newcomers present tremble again.

"If I catch you coming within two meters of either of them, I will kill you."

"Da da da……"

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed in the suite. The bullets hit the ceiling as if hitting a transparent light curtain. After a few seconds, the bullets fell to the ground with a clatter.

Ignoring the screams of the two women and Tomo-ge who was scared to the point of peeing his pants, Yukino frowned in confusion. Even Kato Megumi temporarily put aside her resentment and focused her eyes on the face of the annoying Kitahara-senpai.

"His world should be a comedy, right? That guy is a good person at heart, very brave, very gentle... but his personality is extremely lewd. All he thinks about every day are girls' breasts and panties... and he is a man of action. If he has the chance, he will not miss any perverted behavior."

"The most amazing thing is that in order to successfully enter the women's bathhouse to spy, he used some methods to temporarily transform himself into a girl."

Xue No was stunned: "There are such strange creatures in the world?"

Yukino glanced at Sakurai Tomoki with disdain. She saw this guy's indecent behavior after waking up from a coma. The reason she didn't stop Tomoki from getting beaten was because she felt he deserved it.

But through Kitahara Sora's explanation, she suddenly felt disgusted standing in the same room with such a person. No matter how gentle or brave he was in his heart, a pervert was a pervert and there was no way to wash it off.

In other words, his work is meant to be a happy one. If it were a slightly more serious plot, this guy would have been beaten to death by others long ago.

Kato Megumi stared at Kitahara Sora with her big eyes. Those talking eyes seemed to be telling her that the captain and he were of the same type.

No wonder you know so much. By the way, there are still some things I haven’t had the chance to say to Senior Yukino. Should we find a chance to talk about it?

Kitahara Sora turned his eyes away as if he didn't see it, but in Hui's eyes, this behavior was just a guilty conscience. Until now, he hasn't even said an apology. It's too much!

Apologize, what apology? It's just an illusion, not real. You even broke one of my arms. What did I say!

Kitahara Sora appeared calm on the surface, but he kept complaining in his heart.

The young man who was knocked down by a punch was named Kota Furusaka, a sophomore in high school, and a member of the track and field club. His girlfriend was named Miyuki Tsukizaki, and she was her classmate, and a member of the tea art club.

Neither of them has any particularly amazing special skills. Kota Furusaka is not a bad person, he is just a simple-minded and impulsive person. Miyuki Tsukizaki is just an ordinary high school girl.

Kitahara Sora shook his head regretfully. The previous people didn’t have any special features. Wouldn’t it be great if there was another SSR like Hui?

Is it up to the god of wisdom, ghs, to save the world?

At this time, the man in the suit had already dug the old lady out from under the wine bottle. After carrying the unconscious her to the bed, he straightened his back and walked towards Bei Yuankong.

The gunshot just now scared him so much that he lost his mind, and his hand was cut by the wine bottle. Even as blood was flowing, he still endured the pain and continued what he was doing.

"Name, occupation."

The man stared at Kitahara Sora deeply, the anger in his eyes still not fading, but he still spoke softly: "Kobayashi Daigo, occupation..."

"My occupation is..." The man hesitated, not knowing how to start.

"Cello player?"

Kobayashi Daigo looked at the cold girl in front of him in surprise. He carefully thought about everyone he knew in his mind, trying to recall whether he knew her.

"Yukino knows Mr. Kobayashi?"

"At first I just thought he looked familiar, but now I'm sure." Yukino's lips curled up slightly, and she gave Kobayashi Daigo a gentle smile: "Welcome to join the 'Izumo' team, Mr. Kobayashi."

"you know me?"

"There are some things I will tell you after you survive this mission. Mr. Kobayashi, go take care of that aunt first."

Yukino shook her head again, and her gentle tone seemed to be a flash in the pan, and after just one sentence, it returned to its original cold state.

Kobayashi Daigo was confused by the girl in front of him, but he understood that the girl had something to say to her companions, and he was not in a position to listen for the time being.

I can't afford to offend him, what else can I do? I can only avoid him temporarily. It's really incomprehensible?

"What's the matter? Do you know him?"

Kitahara Sora looked at the handsome man's back with interest. When he set his eyes on Yukino, he saw her shaking her head helplessly.

"I don't watch many movies, but I just watched that movie not long ago. His name is Kobayashi Daigo, and he's a mortician, so it's a little hard to talk about. But he's actually a very gentle uncle."

Xue No's expression suddenly showed some regret: "His original profession was a cellist, and he chose this profession by accident after the band disbanded. He is a good person, but only a good person."

Kitahara Sora suddenly realized. No wonder he saw all kinds of cosmetics and bottles and jars inside the box when he opened it. At first he thought he was a cosmetics salesman.

It turns out he's an 'undertaker' and those cosmetics are for the dead.

I haven't seen this movie, but I've heard of it.

"Departures" is a very healing movie that makes people feel extremely warm. The movie interprets the sad separation of life and death into a hymn full of human warmth and love.

Just like the cello solo throughout the entire film, the melodious tune reveals the infinite nostalgia of the dead and the sorrow of the living. The intersection of the two becomes the warmth between people surrounded by faint emotions.

Even if dust returns to dust, it still cannot be severed or separated.

No wonder Xueno showed such an attitude towards him after confirming his identity. People like them are the closest to death in the mortal world, and their main job is to make the deceased leave the world with the most 'beautiful' face.

The person who does this kind of work is worthy of respect. He is a good person, but only a good person.

It must be difficult for good people to survive in a world like this, so Yukino feels very sorry.