As she spoke, Mei Yamada raised the bag in her hand and shook it, and the other things in it made a sound of objects colliding.

Then before Yamada Mei could say anything, she suddenly felt a lightness in her hand, and when she looked closely, she found that the bag she had been holding in her hand just now was gone.

"How can you treat my wives like this?" Standing next to Mei Yamada, Prison Guimaru carefully held the bag and pointed at Mei Yamada with a trembling accusator, "Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Hah, wife, what the hell?" Yamada Mei looked inexplicable.

"You suddenly sent a text message, saying that you want me to buy back a lot of figures such as ×××, ×××××, and ××××, in order to save space, and be able to buy them all at once, I specially removed the packaging, so that I can put those figures in a bag and get them back, why is it still mine? You know, for these things, we wasted half a day!"

And as if he hadn't heard it, he looked at the figure in the bag with a look of regret, not knowing what he was muttering, and then ignored Mei Yamada, who was standing next to him, and Rei Yamada, who was looking at him angrily on the other side, came to the storage room... I mean, I came to my room.

Push open the door, only to see that in addition to the direction of the door, the other three directions, are placed on the bookshelf, display shelves, and there are some things on it, although not a lot, but if it is known, this is only the result of a few days, it will definitely make a lot of people envious and jealous, after all, these things cost a lot of money.

But he doesn't care, because he's not short of money.

Of course, it wasn't Mei Yamada's money, but he took out some things he brought from the Warring States period for Mei Yamada to sell.

As for some of the troubles that will be caused by this, Prison Guimaru doesn't care about it, just give it a beating.

After spending some time, Prison Guimaru finally put his wives on the display shelf.

"It's..."

Glancing at the other things in the room, and then at the Yingying Yanyan in front of him, the prison Guimaru sighed with satisfaction.

"Empty, lonely, cold!"

"Sick. Standing at the door of Prison Turtle Maru's room, Yamada Mei looked at Prison Turtle Pill with a strange expression.

"Grandpa Prison Guimaru is so strange. Rei Yamada also had a puzzled expression.

"Go, go, go. "Prison Guimaru kicked out the two Yamada sisters, who were watching the excitement, and at the same time walked out himself.

Then he looked back at the contents of the room, with a rather complicated expression on his face.

Squeak——!

Click——!

The door closed slowly, cutting off the lights from the living room.

Suddenly, the room fell into silent darkness.

Looking back, he found that Mei Yamada had already walked into the kitchen and was ready for dinner, and he was immediately relieved.

"Girl, you will definitely be a good wife in the future. ”

"Huh. Although I can't see anyone, I can feel it from my voice that Yamada Mei must be full of disdain at this time.

"Why, do you think what I said is wrong, and think that you can't be a good wife?" Prison Guimaru raised his eyebrows and said in a deep tone, "You must believe in yourself, believe that you will be able to be a good wife who can go to the hall and the kitchen, if you don't even believe yourself, then who can you trust?"

"Trust my sister. ”

"Your sister is still so young, are you going to throw all the burden on your sister?" shouted in disbelief, and at the same time made a grimace at the little Lori who was kneeling on the sofa and lying on the back of the sofa to watch the play, making the other party laugh.

"If you touch both of your consciences, won't they hurt?"

"Stop!!" Mei Yamada rushed to the kitchen door, staring at the old man who was full of nonsense viciously, "I won't add eggs to my meals in the future." ”

Yesterday at noon, when cooking, there were eggs in a dish made by Yamada Mei, and he was immediately disgusted by the prison pill who didn't like to eat eggs, so in the evening, Yamada Mei deliberately made several dishes related to eggs, although it was a pleasant feeling at the time, but later he was also retaliated against by the prison pill.

Originally, Yamada Mei was hesitating, whether to continue to make some egg-related dishes in order to disgust the prison return pill in the future, at this time, hearing the words of the prison return pill, Yamada Mei, who was already a little unbearable, immediately promised not to add eggs in the future.

"Oh, that's what you said. Prison Guimaru looked at Mei Yamada with a surprised expression.

“... Yes, I said it. Mei Yamada looked at Prison Guimaru vigilantly, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

"I'm going to eat fish tonight, so let's do it. Prison Guimaru said casually, and then walked towards the sofa.

“... You're actually a cat, right? Mei Yamada glanced at Prison Guimaru, muttered quietly, sighed, and still took the ingredients from the refrigerator and went to the kitchen to cook.

Sitting on the sofa, he picked up the gamepad with a happy face, chose to read the file, and continued to play.

The game is really TMD fun.

Rei Yamada, I don't know when she has skillfully fallen into the arms of the prison Guimaru.

Rolling at times.

Sometimes he plays with the hair of the prison return.

From time to time, I watched Prison Guimaru play games.

It's not easy to play alone.

He didn't care about it, anyway, Yamada Rei was a small one, and in front of the strong and tall Lord Prison Guimaru, it wouldn't have any effect.

Grandpa Prison Guimaru is so much fun.

Yamada Rei lay on the body of the prison Guimaru, playing with the other party's soft hair, with a happy face.

Natural science.

It is mainly a science that studies the inorganic natural world, and the organic natural world, including the biological properties of human beings.

Supernatural.

It can be understood as an extreme phenomenon that goes beyond the scope of natural science conventions and knowability, or in other words, beyond the limits of contemporary natural science knowledge, and is considered impossible to produce or cannot explain.

If you use one of the more popular words now, it is probably - unscientific.

And now, on this dark and windy night, two security guards who had been on duty at the Tokyo National Museum were staring at the roof with a big hole in the top of their heads, shouting, "This is not scientific."

What do they see?

Just now, under their noses, the two cultural relics in the museum suddenly appeared with a burst of pale blue light, and then flew up in unison, crashed through the roof above, and disappeared.

At this time, with the sound of hurried footsteps, several security guards walked out of the passage on one side, and the security guards who were indeed on duty in other places heard the movement here and hurriedly sent some people to this side to check.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

Among them, a sturdy middle-aged man at the front, frowned slightly when he saw the hole above the two security guards, and asked in a steady and fast tone.