Pseudo-Monogatari Chapter 3 Changes in the Battlefield Original

"Ah, I thought the teacher had escaped because he was scared, but I didn't expect to see you back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIt's just that as soon as he came back, he broke into the home of the current high school girl.,What the hell do you want to do.怂 ā€

Without permission, as soon as he stepped into the battlefield Yuan's home, the streamer heard the verbal attack of the battlefield Yuan Heiyi.

"Because, I feel that if I knock on the door step by step, it will probably take a long time to get you to open the door and listen to me, of course, it is more likely that you will call the police. Streamer said according to his instincts.

"Tsk. "The battlefield was disgruntled.

"So, is there something wrong with the teacher coming this time?" Battlefield Yuan sat in his place and did not move.

"Well, it's about Beimu, I heard that you told him where to meet, so I wanted to ask you to bring me with you. By the way, Lijun's words have already been instructed by me to go back to take care of my sister. The streamer directly stated his main purpose.

"I know, it can be, but I have one condition. Battlefield Hara suddenly took a strange pose in front of the streamer.

"When you get there, listen quietly to me and finish my business, and then you talk about your business. ā€

"No problem, anyway, I just went to trouble him. Streamer smiled heartily.

"Is it my delusion? I feel like you've suddenly changed into a different person in the past few days, teacher. Battlefield Yuan said suspiciously as he stared at the streamer.

"Well, after all, it's helpless to come into contact with different people and different environments, and people will change. Streamer said.

"Well, has the environment changed people? Although it feels like you've even changed your personality, teacher, it feels like it's become more ...... It's a little unpredictable. Zhan Zhanyuan said with some uncertainty, "By the way, in this case, can the teacher accept me now?"

"I'm sorry, but that's the only thing I can refuse. Streamer smiled and refused, "As I said, Battlefield Hara-san, your personality is not my favorite type, and you can't leave this world. ā€

Regarding the shadow space, Streamer is not going to tell anyone in this world.

"Cut. Battlefield Yuan made a sound a little impatiently.

"It's late in the evening, we still have some time to prepare, and besides, Mr. Oshino has already left this town, you know?"

"I've heard about it from Lijun. Streamer nodded.

"Do you know why he left?" Battlefield Hara asked again, "Is it really good to teach Araragi to be a half-hanger and then suddenly leave it alone?"

"Probably Oshino has his own ideas. Streamer's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Still, I feel like that goatee is doing something to you. Zhan Yuan said suddenly.

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Streamer was stunned for a moment, then looked at the battlefield Yuan suspiciously.

"Before he left, he suddenly talked about you, and he looked a little weird, so I guessed he might be planning to do something about you. Battlefield Hara replied, "Hanekawa Dai...... My classmates think so too. ā€

"Just now, did you want to talk about adults?" Streamer asked, looking at the battlefield with some surprise.

"No, not really. When the battlefield said this, his eyes turned directly to the other side, and his tone was a little erratic, as if he was ......

"Weak-hearted?" Streamer stood up suddenly, "Hey, you shouldn't have been bullied at school, were you?

"No, no. The tone of Zhan Yuan's speech this time became much more neutral.

"Isn't it natural to have respect for Hanekawa-sama? So, I shine Hanekawa-san's shoes every morning just because I like to do it. ā€

Looking at the natural look of the battlefield, the streamer's mouth finally opened and couldn't be closed.

I never thought that the battlefield Harakuro, who has always liked poisonous tongues against people, would have such a longing for Hanekawa Tsubasa.

No, this is no longer the point of longing, and even the degree of being willing to be his servant looks like he has been brainwashed.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was Tsubasa Hanekawa, a good person who wouldn't harbor malice towards others in the true sense, Streamer almost wanted to enforce justice.

Forcing himself to delete this memory, the streamer sat in place.

"Teacher, what is your attitude towards Oshino Baa?" As soon as Streamer sat down, Battlefield Hara brought the topic back to Oshino Baa.

"It doesn't matter what he plans to do to me, after all, I'm not what I used to be. If you still face me with the same old attitude, it will only be Oshino Baa who will be hurt. Streamer replied confidently.

"Moreover, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in this world for too long, the witch who kept me through the world is about to be unable to hold on, and it will probably be in this half a month or so, she will disappear completely. Streamer's expression froze slightly, and then said.

The hand that was about to stroke his hair suddenly froze.

"Is it only half a month?" the voice was so low that she probably couldn't hear it herself.

"Well, it could be longer than that, or it could be a little shorter, and I'll let you know in advance. Streamer said as he tilted his neck slightly.

"That being said, I think I should no longer be able to go to school, after all, although the academic style of our school is still quite relaxed, but on the basis of taking a month off, I should have been expelled from school for a month without prior notice. Streamer touched the back of his erect neck embarrassedly, and said in a somewhat lonely tone.

"Gah?" Battlefield stood up with a surprised expression on his face.

"Teacher, haven't you even been notified by the school for the extra month!"

"There's no way, after all, I couldn't get through to the school's phone number where I was before. Streamer shook his head helplessly.

After all, there is no phone number that can communicate across the world.

Battlefield Yuan sat down with a dark face.

"Well, it's already this time, so let's just make a dinner for me, and think it's the last thing I do for you. Streamer stood up and looked at the battlefield with a smile and said.

"Well, please. "The voice of the battlefield seems to have lost its vitality.