Chapter 7 Ritual
After some explanations by the streamer, the battlefield Hara Heiyi finally understood that the streamer had not been divorced, and the two wives knew each other. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"I wonder why you didn't get caught, but you can still be a teacher. Battlefield Hara Heiyi's eyes became more and more contemptuous as he looked at the streamer.
Streamer only said that although the two wives are from different countries, he did not say that they are even different in the world and times.
"Because the country they were in at that time did not restrict monogamy. Streamer said innocently.
"Teacher, if you can, please try to minimize communication with me in the future, because I really don't want to be thought of as familiar with a teacher like you. ”
Is this an alternative tsundere?
After all, in the past, the streamer didn't have many exchanges with the battlefield original black instrument at all, so this is not to tell the streamer to please continue to communicate with her in the future.
After tidying up, the battlefield began to go to his clothes to load stationery in the streamer......
Loaded with stationery!
Streamer quickly grabbed her arm.
"That, Zhan Yuan, can we have a discussion?"
"What?"
"Take out all the stationery you just loaded with and put it away, after all, it's not safe to carry it with you. Streamer looked at the battlefield with a dark face and said.
"No, Teacher, I only feel safe when these things are on me. If I wasn't there, I always felt like I would be taken to an unspeakable place and done something unspeakable. Battlefield Hara Heiyi hugged his body, looking at the streamer vigilantly as he retreated.
"I won't do it!" Streamer directly stared at the battlefield with a hideous face and howled, "And I'm not talking about insecurity, but about me!
"Just a little painful?" Battlefield Hara Heiyi looked at the streamer, holding a compass in his hand with a bit of eagerness.
Although with the current strength of the streamer's body, the damage that the tip of the compass can cause is only a slight tingling sensation, and it can't even penetrate the skin, but the streamer still feels panicked when he looks at it, after all, even with such a strong body, there are still so many weak places that are vulnerable to injury.
"Then, believe me again, and I'll send you over and bring you back in perfect condition. Streamer said as he looked at the battlefield seriously.
"......" Battlefield Yuan Heiyi silently glanced at the streamer, then took out the stationery he had put in his clothes and put it on the cabinet.
Streamer watched her movements in a daze, and didn't react for a while.
God is pitiful, the streamer is ready to be rejected, but I didn't expect this girl to really believe it, and took out all the stationery.
"What are you waiting for? It's getting late. Battlefield Hara Heiyi walked to the door, then turned his head to look at the streamer and asked.
"Okay, here it is. Streamer came back to his senses, and his face was a little strange and he still looked at the battlefield at a forty-five degree angle.
Sister paper, we know that you have a good neck, and your athleticism and body coordination are not bad, but can we look at people well? This magical action, even I have an urge to imitate it.
Streamer vomited in his heart as he stood up and walked towards the battlefield.
Whenever he sits on a motorcycle, Streamer will feel glad that he bought this motorcycle very simply.
After all, it's a motorcycle or something.
It's fast and windy.
In addition to having to wear a helmet on the road, it's a bit annoying.
Of course, the streamer only has one helmet, which is now worn on the head of the original black instrument of the battlefield.
And the seats of the two have also changed slightly.
When I went to the house of the battlefield Hara Heiyi before, the two of them sat in front of the streamer, and the battlefield was holding the streamer's waist in the back.
But at night when the night wind was still a little strong, the streamer chose to let the battlefield sit in front of him.
Of course, this has something to do with the fact that she has kept all her stationery at home.
After all, if she has stationery on her, let her sit in the front, and maybe the streamer will have the possibility of becoming a eunuch.
Although the streamer deliberately moved his body a little away from the original body of the battlefield, because of the sitting posture, the sitting position between the two was still a little too ambiguous.
Arriving at the ruins, the streamer chose to throw the motorcycle directly into his shadow.
After all, on a night like this, even if it's locked, your motorcycle may still be stolen by thugs and the like who wander here.
As soon as he arrived at the building, he saw Oshino Baa Baa who was standing at the entrance in a clean suit.
Well, I don't know where he got his clothes, but he looks a lot better than before, even though he still doesn't look like a good person.
"Mr. Oshino—is it a clergyman, or is it the same so-called onmyoji as the teacher (laughs)?" asked Battlefield Haro Yi as she looked at Oshino's new outfit.
"What the hell is that (laughs)?" Streamer looked helplessly at the battlefield primordial black instrument, and then exhaled.
Of course, the streamer's complaint was not heeded by the battlefield original black instrument, it is better to say that since the streamer explained the situation of his two wives, the battlefield original black instrument has been moving away from the streamer as if it were nothing, and it feels as if he is staying away from some kind of virus.
"Uh-huh? No. Neither the palace nor Youyi. Although it was a subject I chose when I was in college, I didn't get a job at the shrine. Because there are all kinds of ideas. Oshino bleated very calmly.
"Thoughts?" asked Battlefield Hara, holding his arm.
"It's all my own reasons. Maybe the truth is that I think it's going to be boring. In fact, this outfit is just for dressing up. I just don't have any other neat clothes. Since I'm going to hit the gods, not only the eldest lady, but also I must be prepared. Didn't I say that? You have to create an atmosphere that is right. It's all about form. It doesn't matter, although the etiquette is very complicated, but don't look at me as an expert. I would never do anything untechnical like dancing a flag at random and sprinkling some salt on the eldest lady's head. Oshino bleated.
"Well, if he does what he said at the end, I'll be responsible for beating him half to death. Streamer added on the side.
"Before that, did you wash your body properly, little brother Shiranui?" Oshino bleated and suddenly threw the words towards the streamer.
"I think it's better to use my spiritual power to cleanse my body with water. As for clean clothes, I'm going to change them in. Streamer said that he still has an Onmyoji suit in the shadow space.