【Respect】The Beautiful Future

A radiance glowed in the darkness.

Munakata Reisi stepped on nothingness, and the huge Dresden stone slab in front of him was so solemn that people couldn't help but want to worship and look up.He felt that this scene seemed familiar, but it was different.

It is restless, as if a living life is trying its best to break free from its shackles, the light is so strong that it is dazzling, and ancient and difficult songs are whispering in its ears.The inscription on the stone slab overflowed with blue flames, turning into threads and lingering around Zongxiang's body.

Can't wait?He inexplicably thought of this sentence that even he didn't quite understand.

Qingyan skyrocketed in an instant, and the entire infinite black space was stained with his own color.The insubstantial Qing flooded him like a tidal wave, blurring his vision, piercing through his eardrums, choking his throat, and electric pain spread across his body, as if trying to tear him apart.

Then Munakata suddenly felt the temperature on his forehead, which was dry and warm.

He slowly opened his eyes, and met a pair of golden pupils very closely.

Zhou Fangzun sat on the edge of the bed, bent sideways, supported the bed with one hand, held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, and placed his other hand on Zongxiang's forehead, brushing away the forehead hair that covered his eyes.Munakata was lying in the shadow cast by Zhou Fang's leaning body, so nothing in his field of vision was brighter than that piece of molten gold.The four eyes are facing each other, the breathing is intertwined, and the temperature of each other can be clearly felt.

Reiji Munakata blinked, then the corners of his lips curled up very slowly.Zhou Fang lowered his eyes, the light in his eyes moved slightly, and the words that Zongxiang had spoken were dissolved in his falling kiss.Zhou Fang released the strength to support his body, and his arms turned and bent to wrap around Zongxiang's shoulders to deepen the kiss.

He tossed and bit on Munakata's slightly chapped lips due to lack of water until it became moist and soft.Then it invaded Munakata's warm mouth, licked against it, and entangled with his tongue endlessly.He clasped Munakata's shoulders and attacked more and more violently. Zhou Fang heard that Mongakata's breathing gradually became disordered, and the way of kissing back without haste finally lost its rhythm.He pressed on step by step, not letting go of one place, indulging in the long-lost smell belonging to Munakata.

I don't know how long it took before they separated, Zhou Fang used his thumb to trace the corners of Zongxiang's reddish lips, and wiped away the ambiguous silver thread.

Both of them were breathless, and Zongxiang's pale face even fainted with a faint crimson color.Zhou Fang stared at him and asked, "A nightmare?"

Zongxiang thought for a moment, his eyes were a little confused, and finally he shook his head and said softly: "I can't remember."

He leaned against the head of the bed and sat up, squinting his eyes to scan the surroundings, and soon he found that he didn't need to work so hard, even with his eyesight, he could observe this place clearly.This is an extremely empty room, it can be said that there is no other decoration except the bed under Munakata.The walls are white, and the air is filled with a cold breath. Only the open window on the right can see a little green in the field of vision.

"Where is this?" Munakata asked Shuo who was lighting a cigarette.

"Institute," Zhou Fang approached the lighter without raising his head and replied, "It's close to here, and the equipment is complete."

Zong Xiang nodded slightly, he was about to raise his hand, but a sudden stabbing pain from his waist made him stop abruptly.Munakata Reji looked down, and the wrapped bandages were exposed under the corner of the messy white shirt.

He took slow, deep breaths to calm himself down.I almost forgot there was still an injury, but I didn't feel that serious at the time, right?

"It doesn't seem to be my clothes..." Munakata tugged at the material on his body, squinting at the person sitting by the bed, "No wonder there is a nauseating smell lingering."

The owner of the clothes bit a cigarette and didn't care: "You can't wear that suit anymore, I threw it away. Nausea... you can take it off." His eyes fell on Munakata, as if he was really waiting for him to take off his shirt Take it away and put it away.

Munakata met his gaze, smoothed out the wrinkled neckline slowly, tilted his head, and showed an uncomfortable smile: "Please allow me to refuse. Don't you know that it's rude to take back what you gave to others like this? ?”

Zhou Fangzun hooked the corners of his lips, snorted and looked away without answering. He stared at the smoke around his fingertips for a moment and asked again: "What's going on?"

"Huh?" Munakata didn't know why.

"That kind of situation shouldn't happen. Yu Zhangxun intends to sacrifice the Fourth Army for the Federation's troops?" Zhou Fang asked simply and clearly.

"Oh—" Munakata smiled slightly, "You think so too? Indeed, this is the most likely situation. But it must not be like this."

"How to say?"

"General Yu Zhang will definitely not want to kill me, even if it is of great benefit to him in the current situation, but he must not be the one who issued the blockade order to cut off the communication."

"You trust him so much?" Zhou Fang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised at Munakata's determination, and maybe also a little bit of subtle displeasure in it.

"I was cultivated by him himself, so it's a pity to give up like this. What's more, it doesn't fit his character." Speaking of this, Munakata's expression was a little subtle, and he paused and continued to explain: "If it is Yu Zhang The General decides to sacrifice the [-]th Army, he'll invite all of us to dinner before the battle and say to me 'hey Munakata, we probably need the [-]th Army to die, but don't be nervous or excited, it's not a big deal, is it? ? Come, let's continue eating~'"

Zongxiang imitated Yu Zhangxun's tone as much as possible, and Zhou Fangzun silently dropped any piece of cigarette ash on his pants.

"So who would have done it?" Zhou Fang patted down the soot and decided not to make any comments on Yu and Zhang Xun.

"There are traitors in the base, and our strategic deployment is completely controlled by the Alliance Army." Munakata said, "But I'm not sure about one thing, how did that person hide it from Yu Zhang?" He sighed deeply , lifted the quilt and endured the pain and wanted to get out of bed, "I'd better go back to the base early..."

Then Munakata's movements were blocked by Zhou Fang.

Zhou Fangzun leaned forward, stretched out his hands from behind Zongxiang to hug him in his arms, and pressed his movements with some force with the arms folded on his chest.Zhou Fang's chin rested on Munakata's shoulder, and he frowned tightly: "Aren't you in a hurry now?"

"It's always good to get things sorted out early."

"Tsk," Zhou Fang let out a tone of dissatisfaction, the hot air of his breath sprayed against his ears, and Munakata could clearly feel the tremor coming from the chest close to his back, "You should lie down and sleep."

"Zhou Fang, I think I can handle this little injury."

"Heh," Zhou Fangzun curled his lips and sneered, "It's a little bit worse to pierce you, Zongxiang."

"Oh—" Zongxiang sighed with lowered eyes.

Then Munakata tilted his head, raised his hand and rubbed Zhou Fang's chin slowly with his fingertips, almost chuckled against the corner of his lips, and his tone was stretched ambiguously, "I'm not made of glass, Zhou Fang."

Zhou Fang's hand across his chest was pulled by Munakata's other hand and fell to Munakata's neck.With his fingertips attached to the smooth skin, he seemed to be able to feel the blood flowing with his pulse under this transparent white skin.

Munakata clenched Zhou Fang's hand, pulling it from the side of his neck to his chest obliquely, and then across his chest and continued to extend down.

The material of the clothes was tightened by the downward hand, and the already loose buttons slipped out of the buttonholes silently.The shirt was opened, and Zongxiang's flexible body hidden under it was revealed, fair skin, narrow waistline, these beauty that only Zhou Fangzun can touch.

Zhou Fang's breathing became heavier and his pupils turned darker, but he didn't understand what Munakata was doing.

The owner of this body led him to inspect his own territory, his movements were slow and provocative, but he had a light smile on his face, more like boiling a pot of tea under the moon.

"It turned out to be a scar." Munakata explained with a light smile.

Zhou Fang's movements paused slightly, followed by a twitch in his heart.The touch under the palm is as fine as warm jade.

It was easy for him to think of the scar when it was still there, hideous and ugly, as if it was about to slice Munakata Reishi diagonally.

"The first time I set foot on the battlefield, 798, the Battle of London."

It was his first major battle, and the ugliest and nastiest side of the Commonwealth unfolded before his eyes, his first and worst scars coming from those to whom he owed allegiance.The eunuch controls the cabinet, and the interests and desires are endlessly entangled.

Munakata Reiji put Sirius away in that city-wide lament, waiting for the moment to pick it up again.

Munakata held Zhou Fang's hand and continued to wander. What he could still remember was that every bone-deep scar that ever existed was accompanied by the name of a war. Those glorious battles praised by the Federation were watered by the blood of this man.

"The self-healing ability of the experimental subject is dozens of times that of ordinary people. Do you think I'm as desperate as you?" Munakata let go of Zhou Fang's hand, moving his bony knuckles up to caress the burn on the inside of Zhou Fang's wrist , "Shouldn't you be as clear as I am about this kind of thing?"

"Ah..." After a moment of silence, Zhou Fangzun let out a long sigh.

The deep and hoarse voice echoed in the empty room, and he stood up abruptly and changed his posture.Munakata was caught off guard and pushed back onto the soft bed, Zhou Fang leaned over and buried his head on the side of his neck, the red hair rubbing against Munakata's cheek was a little itchy.A delicate kiss fell along the scar that no longer existed.

Of course Zhou Fangzun knew it well, and only the two of them could understand that feeling.

The texture was broken, blood flowed, and then the scabs peeled off, leaving no trace.

There seemed to be flames in Zhou Fang's hands, which were so hot that it almost burned his skin.

Zongxiang gasped, and wrapped his arms around Zhou Fang's neck, feeling that this description was inappropriate, the man himself was a ball of flame.He let the barbarian leave marks on his body, beads of sweat snaked down Zhou Fang's collarbone, Zongxiang kissed him, swirled his nimble tongue around Zhou Fang's neck, and then used his teeth to pay back all the bad deeds of the other party.

These accumulated longings.

On countless battlefields, they are thousands of miles away, smelling the smell of gunpowder, walking between life and death.

It is not even sure whether the other party is still alive, and longing has become so extravagant.

Zhou Fang's kiss moved down all the way, and the sound of small gasps flowed in the room.Munakata only had a shirt on, and Zhou Fang's hands kneaded and stroked his thighs, and then moved up to his upturned buttocks.Munakata suddenly tightened his arms, and his rounded nails sank into Zhou Fang's strong muscles. He couldn't help trembling slightly when Zhou Fang licked and kissed Zhou Fang's sensitive waist, and stretched his legs around Zhou Fang's waist to form a beautiful line .

Thin sweat drenched his back, Munakata raised his head and gasped, his chest heaving.

Zhou Fangzun felt that his throat was dry, and his body was so hot that he was sweating.He let out a low gasp, and when his palm brushed over the wound on Munakata's waist, he heard Munakata above him suck in a suppressed air.Zhou Fang stopped his movements suddenly and raised his eyes to look over.

Sunlight fell through the window, and dust drifted in the beam of light.Munakata's dark blue hair was wet and messy and stuck to his cheeks, and the no longer sharp violets were fascinated and enchanting. He felt Zhou Fang's pause, and slightly raised his delicate chin to look over arrogantly.Zhou Fang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he could clearly see Zongxiang's not-so-good-looking face.

Zhou Fang pressed Zongxiang's wound with his hand, and pressed down gently through the bandage. Zongxiang immediately frowned and gave him a dissatisfied look.

Zhou Fang licked the corner of his lips, squinted his eyes but withdrew his hand and scratched his hair, with a depressed expression: "Trouble."

Munakata looked at Zhou Fang, with a mocking and provocative arc on his lips: "Is it not enough? Your Excellency?"

"Ah..." Zhou Fang sighed, turned over and lay on his side, hugged him in his arms, and pulled the quilt up, "You are in such trouble."

"Oh? It's really surprising." Munakata moved closer, nose to nose.

"It's what I said, go to sleep." Zhou Fang said, "Also, don't turn your back on the idea of ​​finishing it. Munakata, I don't guarantee that you can go back this week if you continue."

"Ahh..." Zongxiang smiled unexpectedly, and withdrew his hand from Zhou Fang's waist.

"Until next time." Zhou Fang closed his eyes, hugged his body, which had become colder due to excessive blood loss, and buried his head in Zongxiang's neck, "Sleeping."

Munakata Reisi laughed lowly, moved closer to Zhou Fang's warm embrace, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Barbara underground base laboratory.

Kusanagi Izumo held up the test tube and observed it carefully in front of his eyes. The pale golden liquid rippled in the glass test tube.

Tokusuta put the report ahead of Kusanagi, “The [purple] virus spreads through the bloodstream, and it spreads from the initial point of entry all the way to the brain. The virus incubation period is usually five to ten days, and the virus replicates itself in the blood cells of the host , leading to the death and mutation of blood cells, and the infected organs began to appear dead flakes. Viral proteins attack collagen with unique ferocity, holes appear on the surface of organs, blood pours out of the holes, and blood spots appear under the skin, which is why it changes the color of the skin reason."

“Typical symptoms after infection are fever, extreme fatigue, muscle pain and headache. The pain produced by the [purple] virus infection will affect the nervous system, and the self-control ability of the infected person will decrease. Using destruction as an outlet, so there is often self-harm and aggressive behavior."

"Is there no possibility of self-control?" Kusanagi asked.

"...Maybe?" Shi Shu said uncertainly, "But if someone can restrain the desire to destroy by himself, his spiritual power must be quite strong. The process of suffering and pain is unbelievable just by imagining it." He paused "This process continues until the virus multiplies exponentially, destroying the guts and rendering them completely ineffective, killing the host," continued Dunn.

"Can you confirm the effect of the inhibitor?" Kusanagi raised the test tube in his hand.

"The effect is basically no problem. In the experiment, some initial infected people recovered. I tried to treat them with their serum, but it didn't work." Ten bundles tilted their heads and smiled helplessly: "Now it can only be treated with inhibitors. to slow the spread of the virus. Frankly... I'm out of ideas right now."

Kusanagi Izumo sighed, raised his hand and patted Shishu's shoulder, looked at his thick dark circles and said, "Anyway, you should take a rest too."

Shi Shu stretched his waist when he heard the words, swept away the somewhat dull atmosphere just now and said with a smile: "Brother Kusanagi, if you say that, I won't be impolite~ Then I'll go out for a run to see if I suddenly have any good ideas Appear."

Ten beams suddenly remembered something, stood up and showed off to Kusanagi, "Speaking of which, I bought an awesome video camera before!!" His slender knuckles were bent into rings in front of his eyes, and he scanned the surroundings as if holding the video camera, "The cherry blossoms are blooming, right?! Ah, the beautiful spring scenery must not be wasted in the laboratory~"

Kusanagi Izumo couldn't help laughing at Ten Tsukuta Tara, but still warned: "Then you have to be careful when you run out."

"No problem, no problem~" Ten Shu quickly gave a military salute to Kusanagi.