Why do even friends in Fengdu have to deceive, some people say that people are honest in their interactions, but ......

Can Melly tell the truth? The truth is as follows - I'm Melly, a replicant, and I was brought out to destroy Gensokyo, and after a confrontation, I was blown up to another world with my friends, and the man next to me talked and laughed with Luffy, and he was on par with Dio, and we also ate fried noodles with Crayon Shin-chan, and recently beat up the author of the house with Kamen Rider W...... Who believes!

Different from the second dimension, the reality of the third dimension is not only more bizarre than the novel, but naturally you can divorce your wife!

Well, no problem.

Seeing that Machida Enko decisively took notes, he may hand them over to his editorial team to expand the database.

「…… Ahem. 」

Melly has no intention of complaining, because she has already complained a lot of words in the preface.

"Well, Yuanzi will go and order some food first, and they will arrive one after another later. 」

"Did you get your head caught in the door panel, or did you drink too much...... Yakumo, you didn't complain about my behavior?"

Silently put away the notebook.

Machida Enko blinked, it was unlikely that drinking too much would happen to her Melly.

Yakumo, a woman who has never been drunk, why didn't she talk nonsense?.

"Do you think that talking nonsense and complaining are my basic equipment?"

Melly stared at the dead fish.

"Let's go order...... Wuyu, you also come to sit at this table, let the reception rest, her hand is about to be broken. 」

"That's kind of OO. 」

Machida Enko put on an indecent face and an indecent gesture.

As an editor, what kind of author there is, naturally what kind of editor there is.

It's just that Machida Enko's face stiffened slightly, and then sighed.

"One of the authors I recently worked on, Xia Shizi, you know, every time you complain about the love ligator, today I received a new draft written by her. 」

「…… Wuyu came to sit here, and I'll introduce you later, but I'm interested in the new draft. 」

Melly beckoned Daddy Misty Rain to the side.

Daddy Foggy Rain didn't plan to interject arbitrarily, after all, he also heard an interest.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu, it seems to be the Kasumi Shizi, the ...... who was kicked by him?

Machida Enko nodded slightly to Daddy Foggy Rain as a greeting.

"It's her new work of Kasumiko, a hundred ...... steel."

"......" Melly wants to complain, she wants to complain from the inside!

If it was in the original story line, Kasumigaoka Shiyu should continue to write called Innocence One Hundred Cracks.

Cheerful and cute romantic comedy.

Wrong.

"My author is just a female high school student, and he actually wrote a super-hard-boiled novel with blood and fire at war created by the iron and steel Jin Ming!"

Machida Enko was slightly agitated, resulting in a little lack of oxygen.

"I thought that the author of my family had finally become gentle and graceful, how could the novel become like this!"

That's right, the appearance is a gentle and graceful sister, but what is written in the pen is a predator novel.

- Ah, I'm sorry, but the prisoner who kicked Kasumigaoka Shiba like this is eating beef tendon next to him.

Melly tugged at the corners of her stiff mouth and subconsciously stared at Daddy Foggy.

"Hmm. 」

Father Foggy Rain understood, he saw the meaning of Melly's eyes, and he understood.

To be a man you have to be responsible, and he is a man among men, so he naturally has a responsibility among men!

Father Wuyu slowly raised his hand, attracting the attention of many people.

He's serious, and anyone who says a serious man wants to hear it.

"Anyway, let's have three servings of fried chicken, lemon, mayonnaise, and yellow mustard. 」

"Didn't I want to eat fried chicken!

"Another lemon sourva. 」

"Even if you call me for me, I won't be very happy. 」

"That's what I'm going to drink. 」

"Let me have this guy who eats and eats with oolong tea and shochu!"

"......" Machida Aenko silently took a sip of beer.

It's bitter and cold, and it makes you want to burp when you swallow it.

And then these two guys were actually in front of her, fighting, flirting, scolding, and pretty!

- Bastard, how can the fried chicken nuggets just served be so sour!

Machida Machida silently threw a piece of squeezed lemon into the dirty jar next to her.

But in a way.

This masculine man.

It's a completely different type from those little milk dogs.

Daddy Misty Rain spotted Machida Enko watching him.

With a little filling, he will be more personable than usual.

However, if you don't report your profession here, you will often be looked down upon.

Daddy Misty Rain decided to tell the truth, but he was just temporarily borrowing the identity of Rainrain Rintaro in this world.

"Rain Rentaro is a ...... Alien detectives. 」

"Machida Enko, she's an editor, wait, Misty Rain...... Are you the hardcore detective in the legend of Fengdu?"

Facing Machida Enko's sparkling eyes.

Daddy Foggy Rain told the truth, but the truth was slightly induced.

"There's more than one hard-core detective, and I've only been here recently...... It's not as good as editing you. 」

"Well, I've only been in this city for a few years, and I've only recently settled down. 」

Machida Enko told a piece of information that is not considered intelligence.

But...... This kind of information is what Daddy Foggy and Rain needs.

But for the time being, we can't ask questions, and we can't ask them obviously.

"Cheers to the wind. Father Foggy Rain raised the glass of oolong tea and soju,

"Cheers to the wind. Melly also had the eye to hold up the lemon sava.

"For the sake of the wind...... Ah, Xiao Jing is here. 」

Compared with the often unstable work of an editor, the most stable person is the teacher.

Unless it's exam week or something to prepare, teachers are usually on time when they leave work.

- Shizune Hiratsuka.

Wearing a gray trench coat, the standard teacher wears no skin area.

The pair of sharp phoenix eyes, and the waist-length hairtips that beat with the stride.

"Huh......" Hiratsuka's eyes narrowed.

The purpose of squinting is to observe, and such an observation is an observation that is as undetectable as possible.

She saw that a man had appeared in the women's club.

And this man.

Compared to Machida Yuanzi, who is just an editor, no matter how many light novels you read and how much you know about the setting, it's just a theory.

── Compared to theory, Hiratsuka can see more details.

She has practiced boxing, and her martial arts skills make her look like an athlete in her twenties at Bensan's age.

Only when you understand will you be afraid.

"......" did not say hello.

Because Hiratsuka was subconsciously afraid, she subconsciously sat next to Machida Garden and asked questions in a low voice.

"Hey—who is he?"

"It's said to be Yakumo's current one, or her sister's one who is gone. 」

Machida Enko gave a little thumb.

Hiratsuka snorted carefully.

", you're still a novel editor......

There's nothing wrong with that.

If other people look at the face, it's the body.

Those who practice martial arts often do not necessarily look at the face first, but look at the eyes first.

Hiratsuka Shizune subconsciously didn't dare to meet his eyes, and the reason why he didn't even say hello when he came.

She saw the eyes of Daddy Misty Rain.

Because it is difficult to deceive people with eyes, people who practice martial arts can restrain their breath and posture.

And the eyes are easy to resonate with.

Hiratsuka swallowed.

Again.

The second thing to do is to look at the body, and you can understand how much destructive power this man has by looking at the overall posture.

…… There is no murder weapon all over the body!

"Are you sure he's not the super soldier king who came back somewhere? what is the bodyguard of the soldier king of the beautiful president, the super soldier king is in the city, the daddy soldier king, and the role of the return of the city soldier king?"

Not to mention that Daddy Foggy Rain's ears are keen.

Melly's ears are actually quite sharp.

"Poof!"

Melly, she subconsciously burst out laughing.

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I HAVE TO GO TO WORK ON SATURDAY, AND MY PHONE IS STILL HESITATING TO UPDATE IOS 12.2.

My brother has died less than ten times in his sword, and he has only died once in the third form.

My brother, who didn't read the Internet strategy, made me feel how the technology flow crushed my little waste stream.

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