He went ashore quickly and took the dry towel from Raphael. Since the two met, in the past two years, the relationship between the two has become familiar to the point where they almost talk about everything. Of course, both sides have their deepest secrets that they haven't told each other, and Garen feels the same, and Raphael does the same.
The current Rafael is no longer as immature as before. In the past two years, she seems to have received some special education, her thinking has become more and more mature, and her people have become more and more isolated. Except for Garen, the rest of her female companions are getting more and more mature. The less, the more adoring her subordinates.
Unknowingly, her prestige among her peers is getting stronger and stronger, and now she is the most powerful big sister in the whole school in the first year of high school.
Rafael is wearing a white swimsuit, her white arms and long white legs are the most conspicuous parts of her body.
Her skin is different from other girls. As the grade increases, it is not rough, but more delicate.
"I need to take care of something at school, I'm going to go back first." A look of tiredness flashed across Rafael's face, "You can ride back by yourself in a while, and I won't see you off."
"No problem." Garen nodded, seeing the tiredness on Raphael's face, she would only show such a real side in front of him. "You're too tired. It's better to leave that organization to other people. We're just students, so there's no need to trouble ourselves with any organization."
"It's okay, I can do it." Raphael waved her hand, she has always been a very strong woman, and she is equally powerful. "It's just a little trouble, I can take care of it soon."
She is like a ferocious lioness, powerful, fierce, but also has a proud and beautiful side.
As she grows older, this special temperament becomes more and more prominent. She can always make the most wise choices, and can make many peers, even the elderly, acquiesce in her leadership.
To put it simply, she is like a born leader.
But Garen didn't understand at all, what's the use of Rafael creating a blood oath society at school, and the core members inside are all mysterious, and they don't see anyone all day long, only the peripheral members get together A large number of people, regardless of gender, a large number of outstanding students in the school have joined this club.
Seeing Rafael turning around to leave, Garen suddenly grabbed her.
"Don't worry, I'll do a magic trick for you at the end."
Rafael smiled, turned around and looked at Garen with an expectant expression. Occasionally, Garen would perform some magic tricks for her, which was very interesting and fun.
Garen smiled and stretched out his hands, palms spread out in front of her.
"I don't have anything in my hand right now, do I?"
"Then."
He lightly clenched his hands, and right in front of Rafael's eyes, he slowly clenched it, as if he was holding something in his hands.
Suddenly, he opened his fists.
On one side of the palm rests a small red pebble. There is a pair of stones, very regular and exquisite, as if a vague girl's face is engraved on it naturally.
"Close-up magic! It's amazing!" Raphael's eyes flashed with wonder, and she seemed to be in a better mood, "One for each person." She only picked up a pebble, carefully placed it in the palm of her hand, and then looked at Jia with a smile. Long.
"Okay, one for each person." Garen also laughed.
Raphael's thinking has always been very mature, but also a little weird. She seems to have some kind of persistence, a certain very difficult goal and ideal, which is also the key to Garen's acceptance of her slowly, although Raphael's growth can't be compared with He compared, but compared to the more childish ordinary students around him, he naturally chose Rafael who was more able to communicate.
Under such a subtle influence, in two years, the two have become a pair that looks like friends and lovers.
Putting away the red pebbles, Garen suddenly felt his right wrist heat up, and was immediately grabbed by Raphael.
"This is a reward."
Rafael turned around and trotted away, leaving only a series of laughter like silver bells.
Watching Rafael put on her clothes and pants from a distance, ride her own white motorcycle, wave her hand from a distance, and start the car on the way back.
The speed of the motorcycle was getting faster and faster, and the female knight's long blond hair flew back with the wind.
Where Garen couldn't see, Raphael's pretty face under the helmet began to become colder and colder as it gradually moved away from the beach.
"Since the warning is not heeded, it seems that we can only really go to war."
She murmured, and the strong white man with earrings seemed to appear in her pupils.
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Garen stood where he was, gently raised his right hand and sniffed, the girl's scent still remained on it.
"It's really unexpected." He shook his head and smiled. An old monster who has lived for so many years would actually be attracted to an immature girl.
At that moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his cousin Hathaway in Rafael.
He continued to turn around and walk into the sea. His superb swimming skills allowed him to tread water in the deep sea without sinking.
Returning to the previous position, Garen was once again immersed in the practice of running secret martial arts. From time to time, he would use himself as a bait to attract some sea sharks that wanted to prey on him, and then he would 'eat' him in a few hits , used to enhance Black Sass' insidious palm power.
Recalling the way Rafael hurried back just now, Garen suddenly had an idea. "Would you like to follow quietly?"
Rafael has always been secretive, he doesn't know what he is doing, he has investigated once before, but there is no result, but this time it seems that something important happened, Garen has a little curiosity.
Looking at the sky, the setting sun is about to sink below the sea level, and only a little arc outline is still outside.
Garen practiced for a while longer, and when the sky was about to darken, he turned and swam towards the shore.
At this moment, he seemed to see a shadow flashing in front of him, a black shadow.
"Um?"
Garen frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, stepping barefoot on the beach, he suddenly turned around.
At some point behind him, there stood a gangster man with dyed red and white hair.
The man was wearing fancy silver clothes, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he tilted his head and stared at Garen unhappily.
"Who are you?" Garen asked in astonishment.
"I don't know why, but seeing someone like you who is so perfect that you don't look like a man makes me feel very uncomfortable." The gangster said frivolously.
"It doesn't look like you're an ordinary person?" Garen asked slightly in surprise.
"You're so smart. I like to deal with smart people. Well, look into my eyes." The gangster fixed his eyes on Garen, and his voice suddenly became softer.
Garen only felt in a trance for a while, the other party's eyes seemed to have some kind of strange gravitational force and vortex, which attracted him to look at each other intently. He was about to resist, when suddenly his heart moved, and he immediately suppressed the impulse to rebound.
"When Rafael comes back at night, you will find a time to use your mobile phone to send a text message to this number, a blank text message. Then you will try to keep Rafael as much as possible. Maybe it is a good way to make her truly your woman .” The hazy voice of the gangster seemed to come from afar. At the same time, he placed a piece of paper with a number on it in front of Garen's eyes so that he could see it clearly.
Garen let go of his body and mind, carefully feeling this sudden hazy feeling, this novel feeling, as if his own body was automatically responding. The gangster man in front of him seemed to be a natural enemy, and with just one look, he could actually affect most of his body's instincts.
Involuntarily, he knew that if he allowed himself to act instinctively, he would probably really follow the other party's orders.
This wonderful sense of being controlled was extremely fresh to him.
But unfortunately, this feeling of being controlled may be very strong and irresistible to ordinary people, but for him, he only needs a slight movement of the courage he has formed to break through this feeling of being controlled easily.
It's like tying a hair-thin rope to a giant elephant. Or covering a powerful time bomb with a paper lantern.
When this feeling disappeared, there was no shadow of the gangster in front of his eyes.
Garen was also amazed at the terrifying speed, almost teleportation speed.
It seems that the body has no weight, just like a real shadow, it moves when it says it moves, and stops when it says it stops, completely ignoring the momentum and inertia.
The evening breeze is blowing.
Garen stood alone on the beach, seeing that there was no one in front of him. The scene just now seemed to be just a hallucination, and a sense of fun suddenly appeared in his heart.
"This world...isn't so boring at last." The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he turned to walk towards his clothes on the reef.
Not long after, amidst the roar of motorcycles, a white motorcycle drove towards Grando Town along the winding path.
Not long after the motorcycle left, a brunette girl slowly walked out from behind a certain rock on the beach. She quietly looked in the direction of Garen's departure, took out a black mobile phone, and quickly dialed a number.
"The target has left, the plan has succeeded." She whispered.
"Be careful yourself, don't let that woman discover your actions." A magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Don't worry, I just paid the protector for less than a minute, and it's just a hint of psychological control. There are no other redundant actions, and I will definitely not be discovered."
"That's good." The male voice on the phone was silent for a while, "I will come to you later in the evening, wait for me."
Nv Han's eyes suddenly ignited with burning passion.
"Well, wait for you."
She put down her phone, turned and disappeared into the crevice between the reefs.
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(end of this chapter)