CH 65.2

In the North District of City A, inside the Jünle Gang’s HQ ‘The Tent,’

A battle has been ongoing for a long time.

The man wearing a golden leopard jacket has blood by his lips. His expression is complicated. The sadness on his heavenly handsome face is flowing into a river, making anyway tear up just seeing it;

The crown of flowers and the bunny ears on his head are all torn and tattered. There are even blood droplets scattered about the big gold chain on his neck.

His head hangs low. His vision is flashing – flashing with all the past scenes of happiness.

Can he, never, return, again?

So, he takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes shut——Before opening them with a snap and staring at the man opposite him with such complex feelings buried inside. He asks,

“Le, does fate, mean that, we are destined to end up so?”

The man opposite him, with white trenchcoat as brilliant as snow, still maintains a calm, icy aura. His face is sharp, piercing; he resembles an immortal ascendant. His whole self could be described with one word –

Cool.

“This must be fate,”

He raises the weapon, still emanating a divine glow in his hand, pointing it at the sad man’s face, and says, with his crisp, merciless voice,

“Ji-er, this is fate. It is an ending we cannot change——If there really is reincarnation, I wish I would never meet you again.

Unsheathe your sword. Today, only one of us will leave here alive.”

The Jünle Gang members, who have been watching this pre-fight verbal spectacle for a whole fifteen minutes “…”

He Jünle chants, “I am the Lord of Chaos——”

Murong Jihua chants, “the embers of Inferno, flickering deep in the abyss; the fallen angels of darkness, struggling across the chasm of the Prison in the Sky——”

He Jünle chants, “the twisted candlelight; the chaotic darkness of crimson; the cross that annihilates the human form——”

Murong Jihua chants, “come forth! The shard of the Law of Demons, absorb my soul, feast on my flesh——”

He Jünle chants, “Balala Energy!”

Xüeru yells, “S・T・O・P!”

He Xüeru rushes forth and, with one arm each, robs the glowing magic wands (toys) from He Jünle and Murong Jihua’s hands. She is baring her own angry fangs at her beloved older brother for once, yelling,

“Enough enough! Stop love-fighting for a moment, ok?! Gege, you’re no longer in kindergarten!”

Then Xüeru turns around to return the wands to the Gang mascot loli, Nana (Refer to Chapter 46), then turns around to pout at Murong Jihua,

“And you! Spoil gege when he’s acting like this again, and Xüeru will get mad!”

Murong Jihua fakes a cough and shows his remorse through a slight blush. He is still looking at He Jünle with a smile,

“… Jünle, I knew you couldn’t bring yourself to hit me.”

He Jünle straightens his clothes and replies, “oh yeah? The first few seconds of that, I really wanted to beat you up, you know.”

Murong Jihua chuckles. After this, he has a much more clear impression of how much He Jünle does spoil him.

He really has to say, he is feeling pretty good about it.

——Then his hand goes into his pocket as usual.

“…

… Where’s my terminal?”

“…”

“…”

The two of them quietly stare at the hi-tech corpse lying trampled to pieces in the middle of the dance floor.

He Jünle asks, “… anything important in there?”

Then he makes a suggestive wink at He Jünle, “you have to pay me back.”

“Sure,” He Jünle smiles and points to himself, “how about I give myself to you as compensation?”

“… That’s more than enough!”

“Great. You said it, so the change, please.”

“…”

“Ah, my bros are still all waiting. I’m the boss, so I don’t want them sad,”

He Jünle walks forward and extends his hand towards Murong Jihua, inviting,

“So don’t struggle. Your change is, finish the public square dance with me. What do you think?”

——Right now, Murong Jihua has already completely lost the chance to recover the document sent from Her Highness Elizabeth (set to auto-destruct in ten minutes) – And our protagonists in question know nothing about it.