It was already late at night.
As autumn gradually entered, the wind in the forest at night carried a trace of coolness.
Yin-yang wore a white bathrobe and left from the corridor. She followed the stairs to a door on the right side of the second floor of the mansion. After pulling it open, it revealed a rather simple layout.
Clean white sheets were neatly placed on the wide bed. On the opposite side of the bed was a dressing table. The dressing table did not have any lipstick or other cosmetics that a normal young girl would use. There was only a wooden comb casually placed on it. Beside the dressing table was a wardrobe that was as tall as a person and a floor mirror of the same height.
From the wooden window that had not yet been closed, one could see the small pond several meters away and the bamboo forest outside the wall.
Other than that, this simple room did not have any other items. It made this room that was not small to begin with seem even more spacious and empty, as if it reflected the mood of its owner.
The young girl casually closed the door, causing the door to collide with a crisp 'peng' sound.
Yin-yang walked in front of the window and looked at the bamboo forest that was slightly swaying and rustling in the breeze. She also looked at the moon in the sky that was not shining brightly. She did not say a word.
She had always had the habit of going out when night came and leisurely wandered around the city.
It was not to pursue the liveliness and noise of the city. On the contrary, under the neon lights and the sound of the sirens coming and going at night, what she heard from the bottom of her heart was always an indescribable silence.
Perhaps strolling around the city in the dead of night could make her feel some comfort, or perhaps there was something that she yearned for. She had always kept this habit.
Then, last night, she was attacked by an assassin.
Her skills were actually not bad. As the legitimate successor of the Yin-yang family, she had an incomparably rare talent. She had the ability to accomplish most things in the world by herself. Even fighting against an assassin was not a problem because she had all kinds of killing techniques.
However, last night's attack was terrible.
In terms of the process, Yin-yang was utterly defeated.
She discovered that the other party was following her and turned into a dark alley in an attempt to launch a sneak attack, but was interrupted by a bomb. She was stunned when she discovered that the other party was actually a little over ten years old child.
The other party's assassination skills had reached the point of perfection. His grasp of timing was far better than hers, so she could only fall into the other party's rhythm the entire time. The killing techniques that she was proud of could not be used at all. Her rare talents and powerful abilities were all useless.
Her last memory was that the man took out a gun from nowhere and aimed it at her head with a bang. Without any hesitation or mercy, the man fired a shot.
After that shot, she completely fell into a coma.
She did not have any memories after that.
By the time she woke up, the attack was already over. The other party had already disappeared. Not to mention a bullet hole, there wasn't even a trace of injury on her body. Only the smell of smoke from the explosion on her clothes proved that she had encountered a very dangerous attack.
Later, she deduced from the street clock that she had been unconscious for no more than five minutes.
She did not have any memories of those five minutes and did not know what happened in those five minutes that made the other party let her go. This made her, who did not want to admit defeat, feel a strong sense of defeat.
She knew that this memory would be engraved in the depths of her heart. She would not be able to forget it even if she wanted to.
After knowing what happened to her, her father, the current head of the Yin-yang family, issued an order forbidding her from going out for a period of time.
At least, before the assassin who tried to assassinate her was found, she would not be allowed to go out.
Because of this, not to mention going out at night, she could only ask for leave from school. Even during the day, she did not even take a step out of Yin-yang's house.
"Creak —"
While the two of them were still deep in thought, the sound of an old wooden door being opened came from behind her, causing her to instantly become alert. Her gaze, which was still immersed in reminiscence, became as sharp as a knife in the blink of an eye, shooting in the direction behind her.
Following her line of sight, the door of her wooden wardrobe slowly opened from the inside. As it made a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache, a slender figure walked out from within.
He had brown hair, amber eyes, and handsome facial features that didn't have the slightest bit of warmth. Although his slender and thin figure was short, there was a sense of existence that couldn't be ignored.
The moment his pair of emotionless eyes met with Yin-yang's, the entire room became dead silent, and a cold atmosphere filled the entire space.
"… You actually dare to chase me here?"
In the indescribable silence, Yin-yang's knife-like sharp eyes showed obvious hostility, and there was a bit of surprise in the hostility.
"How did you sneak into my room?"
Due to the various kinds of training she had gone through, the two of them were quite sensitive to the 'abnormalities' around them. However, before he took the initiative to walk out of the wardrobe, she did not notice the slightest abnormality, rendering her keen senses useless. This situation was exactly the same as last night.
Even if she did not know what happened in the last five minutes, she did not lose the memory of the assassin who attacked her last night. She did not even remember the other party's appearance.
This young man was the assassin who attacked her with a bomb and a pistol last night.
In the spacious space.
Ryuga silently looked at the girl who was almost half a head taller than him, and there was a touch of contemplation in his eyes that did not have the slightest warmth.
Sure enough, it was like two different people living in the same body … She really did not know what happened last night.
— — He obviously had this ability because of the other party's gift, but she did not remember at all.
"I don't intend to talk nonsense with you."
Although he was a little interested in the [Yin-yang's] status, Ryuga did not intend to complicate matters. In his mind, completing the mission was always the first.
In view of this, Ryuga ignored Yin-yang's surprise and hostility, and said as if there was no one around. "Roll up the sleeves of your two arms, I want to see your arms."
Tsk.
Yin-yang fiercely clicked her tongue in her heart, and she was obviously unhappy with the little brat in front of her who spoke in a commanding tone.
"Interesting, where is your confidence?"
Yin-yang's eyes became indifferent, "If you want me to listen to your instructions, then show me enough confidence to threaten me!"
"Of course, if the threat is not supported by the corresponding confidence, then it is just a pale and powerless talk."
Ryuga did not see Yin-yang's attitude as a provocation, but as a matter of fact, he nodded and then showed his confidence.
"Do you think I can sneak into your room without anyone noticing? Do you think I can plant bombs all over this mansion without anyone noticing? Do you think I can blow it up into the sky?"
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