Ignoring the kid trying to scam people and the corpse in the alley, Zhu Fujingguang turned around and reached his destination in a few minutes.

He stood quietly at the entrance, looking at the only two living people in the park.

The newcomer has a head of dazzling pure orange hair and beautiful facial features that are very visually impactful, as if he was born for the spotlight.

The newlyweds wore blue and white sailor-collared shirts and shorts, with their exposed knees tinged with pink, giving them a refreshing aura.

Rather than organizing a "report", it seems more like an idol is going to participate in a commercial performance.

As if he had noticed a different gaze, the orange-haired young man belatedly looked in the direction of Zhu Fujingguang.

His irises were a highly saturated orange-gold color, like the sun, and the look he gave others was filled with a unique vitality.

Zhu Fujingguang saw the young man's eyes light up, and he trotted over with a suitcase in the same bright candy color as his clothes.

There was even a white puppy stuffed animal hanging from the suitcase handle.

As the sound of rolling wheels came closer and closer, the young man braked in time a few steps away.

Along with it comes the scent of perfume with sea salt in the top notes, just like a coconut cream cake sprinkled with sea salt on a summer beach, paired with a bottle of orange soda filled with ice, with just the right sweet and salty taste.

It was clearly the season of falling leaves, but Zhu Fujingguang saw an entire summer in this rarely visited park.

"Hello."

Finally, seeing a new passerby, Hasegawa Yu took the initiative to greet him, "Excuse me, can you tell me about the next lane?"

Lowering his eyes to suppress his secretly observing gaze, Zhu Fujingguang gathered his mind and directly called out his name, "Hasegawa-kun."

The person in front of me is very similar to Vermouth in some ways.

On screen only.

Popularity can nourish people. It is the aura of being bathed in the spotlight all year round, which makes it easy to distinguish him from ordinary people. Even if he wears the most ordinary clothes, he can be found in the crowd at a glance.

Zhu Fujingguang remained calm, "Bourbon asked me to come."

Apart from Vermouth, I haven't heard that the organization has arranged other members in the entertainment industry... In any case, the actors' acting skills are worth being on guard against.

"Bourbon?" Hasegawa Yu was puzzled for a moment.

The text message only contained a name and no code name, so he couldn't immediately connect the two. "Oh! That's perfect... Wait, are you injured?!"

Hasegawa Yu, who was about to ask for directions, accidentally looked down and found that the man's right hand and sleeves were covered in blood. His face changed slightly, "So much blood! Senior, you should go to the hospital first."

"Don't worry about it." Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't figure out what kind of character this newcomer wanted to play, a sunny type?

The acting is quite realistic.

The black-haired, blue-eyed man walked past the orange-haired youth and headed for the sink. "It's just a minor injury."

It was basically someone else's blood, and he only had a small cut on the back of his hand.

Seeing this, Hasegawa Yu turned around and was about to open his mouth when Ararat's voice came to his mind.

[Zhu Fu Jingguang, current collapse value 100%]

Hasegawa Yuu shut his mouth.

He remembered that only by reducing the [Houxia Value] of all the red characters to 0% could the accumulated power restart the world and return everything to normal.

But Hasegawa Yu has limited time and energy, and it is impossible for him to contact every character who has collapsed and then find a way to reverse it.

Fortunately, Ararat once told us that when the red character's Honkai value drops to 50%, it will invisibly affect other red characters related to him, and spread from this point. Even if they don't come into contact with each other, the affected people will have their Honkai value reduced.

Thinking of this, Hasegawa Yu secretly glanced at Morobushi Kagemitsu who was washing his hands.

So this is what the red character in Honkai Impact 3rd looks like... Fortunately, there are no extra arms or eyes or anything.

Then he will feel relieved!

“…”

Morofushi Kagemitsu, whose body had the standard number of parts for a normal person, washed the blood off his hands and turned to the young man who had been observing him blatantly. "Hasegawa-kun, what's the matter?"

"Just call me Xiaoyou." Hasegawa You shook his head, "What should I call you, senior?"

Without waiting for an answer, he dug out a pack of tissues and a Band-Aid from his backpack and said, "Senior, please take care of the wound first."

Zhu Fujingguang stared at the cartoon Band-Aid with a line-drawn puppy pattern on it.

Just as he was about to refuse, his right hand was pulled up without any explanation.

“No wound, no matter how small, can be ignored.”

Hasegawa Yu wiped off the blood that had seeped out again from washing his hands, tore off a Band-Aid and put it on, "Besides, Senpai has lost so much blood."

Did you scratch a blood vessel?

After all, they are humans who can easily be choked or drowned by sea water, so it doesn't seem surprising that they bleed so much.

Fortunately, the wound was not serious.

"Scotland." Zhu Fujingguang narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to the young man in front of him, "Just give me the garbage."

Hasegawa Yu obediently handed him the blood-stained tissue and the empty Band-Aid package.

Zhu Fujingguang, who wanted to see what the newcomer was up to and did not avoid the hand, became more and more alert.

If he doesn't want his blood, then what is this person's purpose?

"Scottish senior."

Hasegawa Yu had no idea what his senior was thinking, but he didn't forget what he wanted to ask in the first place, "You know..."

He got stuck mid-sentence and then turned to look at the third person in the park, "Where are you going, Hojo-kun? You're not like me, you're sure to know the way."

Morofushi Kagemitsu casually glanced at the man called Hojo.

He was a teenager of about seventeen or eighteen years old. The clothes he wore were very similar in style to the kid at the entrance of the alley. It seemed that they were part of the same gang.

After reaching the conclusion, Zhu Fu Jingguang did not say anything and just watched the two people communicate quietly.

“…No, I can find the way myself.”

Thinking of the name he just heard, Hojo took a step back. He didn't expect that the super high-quality product he had his eyes on actually knew someone from that organization.

That organization is not one he can afford to offend.

"Is that so?" Hasegawa Yu tilted his head in confusion, "But you were so anxious earlier, insisting that I go with you to find the way, and you didn't want to call the police."

Zhu Fujing glanced at the orange-haired young man, and the tungsten filament light bulb above his head was about to light up.

Is this his real character or just an act?

"I'm not in a hurry now." Hojo looked around inconspicuously, trying to find an escape route.

The man in the hoodie must have killed someone before, and this person can communicate with him without changing his expression. He is either a dull idiot or a pretentious pleasure-seeker.

Hojo leaned towards the latter. Maybe the whole conversation with him just now was just an act, otherwise why would a guy who had "super easy to cheat" written all over his body not leave after talking to him for so long?

He also said something like, "I'm not good at finding my way. I was lost for half an hour. The roads in this park are so complicated."

There are only two or three forks in the road, and it only takes ten minutes to walk around. How could I get lost for so long!

"etc!"

Hojo, who was about to slip away, froze and slowly reached behind his back.

"Hojo-kun, you've taken the wrong road." Hasegawa Yu pulled him to another intersection. "You just pointed this way. Hojo-kun seems to be even worse at finding his way than I am."

Hojo: I realized this road was wrong.

Are you leaning towards the former?

"In that case, Hasegawa-kun, please go and help this... Hojo find a way." Morobushi Kagemitsu interrupted the conversation between the two. "I'll wait here for you to come back."

Hojo's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and one hand had already rested on the lower back, his fingertips touching the bulge there.

What is going on here?

"Is Hojo afraid to go alone?"

Noticing his movements, Morofushi Jingguang raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "If you know the way, just let Hasegawa-kun accompany you."

Upon hearing this, Hojo became hesitant.

Could it be that you agree to let him take the person away?

As expected of a member of that organization, he can even get tired of playing with people of this level.

In order to protect the other party's self-esteem, Hasegawa Yu concealed the fact that he was completely unsure of Hojo's ability to recognize the road.

"Can't Scottish senior come together?"

He asked the man for help without hesitation, clasping his hands together, his beautiful almond-shaped eyes emitting a light of anticipation, with little stars twinkling around the corners of his eyes, "Please, please~☆"

“…”

Facing those incomparably shining orange-gold eyes, Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Just teasing him, Hojo subconsciously wanted to draw his gun, but was frozen in place by the casual look given by the black-haired man.

One minute later.

With the friction sound of the wheels contacting the ground as the background sound, the three of them walked together on a small path that had been unvisited for a long time.

Morofushi Kagemitsu fell last, allowing Hojo to continue to inquire about Hasegawa Yu.

"Is there something in Xiaoyou's suitcase? It looks very heavy."

"They are important things." Hasegawa Yu's expression turned serious. "I will have a headache without them."

they?

Zhu Fujingguang's eyes moved to the 28-inch suitcase that was always in the young man's hand.

A box of this size can hold a lot of things. Bombs? Guns? Or other weapons?

Hojo, who had similar thoughts to Zhufu Jingguang, asked, "What is it?"

"It's Mr. Yijie and my skincare products."

Hasegawa Yu did not hide anything and began to count on his fingers, "Facial cleanser, facial mask, sunscreen spray, perfume, Bluetooth speaker, camera..."

The other two suitcases were in the nanny car in the original world and did not come with them. If Hasegawa Yu lost this one, he would really have a headache.

He didn't know much about the cosmetic brands in this world, and it would take a lot of time to test each one to find one that suits him.

Those who are naturally beautiful should pay more attention to maintenance!

Hojo:?

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

Zhu Fujingguang glanced at the orange-haired young man suspiciously, and the tungsten filament light bulb above his head kept flickering.

It doesn't look like a lie.

"Haha, so these are the things."

Hojo had reason to suspect this person was playing a trick on him, but due to his upcoming plans, he couldn't immediately refute him, so he could only perfunctorily say, "Skin care products come in bottles and jars, so they're really heavy."

What is Mr. Yijie? Is it the name of the puppy doll?

"Of course, what's packed in the suitcase are the sub-packages and samples."

Hasegawa Yu raised an index finger and shook it at him. "These items are bulky and fragile when they're in original packaging, and they take up a lot of space. Clothes and shoes are what add the most weight to a suitcase."

Hojo, who inexplicably felt like he had been "educated": ...

What’s going on? Who doesn’t know this common sense?

Hojo couldn't help but think over his question and the other person's words. The man did ask him what to put in there, but he didn't say that important things = things that increase weight.

"Did you do this on purpose?" Hojo could no longer bear it. They had already reached their destination. He immediately pulled out his gun and pointed it at the orange-haired youth, "Don't move!"

Hasegawa Yu blinked and slowly stopped moving.

Zhu Fujingguang, who had expected this, watched all this without any emotion in his eyes.

Three or four men appeared at the intersection and walked towards them. They were obviously Hojo's accomplices.

"Hojo, the goods this time are pretty good." One of the men whistled.

"Don't talk nonsense." Hojo frowned, "They are from that organization."

"Damn it, do you want to live?!" The men's footsteps suddenly hesitated, and there was a hint of retreating.

"We've already seen their faces, and there are more of us." Hojo gritted his teeth and decided to go all out, signaling that they couldn't escape. "There's no surveillance around here."

Hasegawa Yu quietly retreated to the vicinity of Morobushi Kagemitsu, stood in front of him and whispered, "Scottish senior."

"I'm a sniper who's not good at close combat."

Ignoring the fragrance that wafted into his nostrils when the young man approached, Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the person who exposed his entire back to him and replied coldly.

Then he felt something stuffed into his palm.

"?" Zhu Fujingguang looked down and saw a black electric baton with an unknown function of a round button.

Finally, you are not acting anymore.

After carefully stuffing the food into his mouth, Hasegawa Yu swallowed his saliva, tightly gripped the small bottle in his hand, and looked straight ahead.

With his attention focused on the road ahead, he obviously didn't pay attention to what others were saying. "I hear a lot of cars outside the intersection. We just need to make some noise. Criminals usually don't dare to do anything in crowded places."

Zhu Fujingguang, who did not find any bomb nearby, looked at the button in his hand and looked at the suitcase again.

Thinking that the other party wouldn't explode himself, he pressed it nonchalantly.

The next second, a deafening alarm sounded from a palm-sized button, echoing along the path and catching everyone off guard.

Hasegawa Yu was the only one who was not frightened by the alarm. He closed his eyes and took the opportunity to raise the bottle in his hand and spray forward.

The air was filled with the extremely pungent smell of pepper spray.

All the Hojo people who were infected suddenly started coughing and covering their eyes.

"." Zhu Fujingguang, whose eardrums felt a little sore and nose was a little itchy, silently turned on the electric baton.

Well, with normal battery power, people won’t die. At most, the skin will sting for a while, and ordinary untrained people will be unconscious for a few minutes.

The tungsten filament bulb above Zhu Fujingguang's head was completely lit.

It turns out he wasn't acting.