Chapter Seventy-Three, the Mystery of Transfer Students

Qianyao noticed a big anomaly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That is, Nyaratopep and Cthulhu are gone.

It's really gone, maybe Nyaratotip's words can't make that judgment, but Cthulhu must be gone, that's absolutely right. Because after he searched the whole house, he couldn't find a single figure.

"Qianyao, what are you looking for? Why don't you hurry over to eat, I'll be late for class later." ”

“…… Yuedai Caisha, Sister Qianxia, didn't you notice that guy didn't know where to go?"

“…… Who is that?" However, the answer given by Chixia surprised him.

“…… Have you forgotten the girl who came to our house the day before yesterday?"

"Someone came to our house, why don't I have any impression?" Qianxia turned to Qiandong and asked, "Do you remember?"

“…… No, I didn't know about it, sister. Brother, your memory is out of order, right?"

“…… How could it be......" couldn't help but take two steps back, and Qianyao felt a mess in his head. Myself...... Did I really remember wrong? It was all my delusion before, and there was no evil god at all? It's just me...... Is it silly to watch the Cthulhu Mythos?

- The end of this book, thank you for watching.

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How could it be! It must have been that guy Nayarathotep erased Chinatsu and Chitoto's memories when he left, right? I just don't know why I didn't erase my ...... Do you want to remember that there were once two evil gods who came to live in your home for half a month?

“…… ......Sighing softly, Qianyao chose not to continue to dwell on this matter, but sat down at the dining table and began to eat breakfast. Isn't this the result I want? Presumably, it only takes a while to recover, and you can completely forget the existence of the two of them......

"Qianyao, I always think you're a little strange this morning!"

“…… Be...... Is it, hahahahahaha......" Qianyao laughed dryly, not knowing what to say for a while.

Anyway, what did Cthulhu and Maki say yesterday? When it was noon, I really wanted to ask her in the student council room...... In the future, I still want to think about how to attack Maki Senpai in the end!

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But that's the way it goes......

"Nay, Naiyaratotip...... "I'm taking a Chinese language class now, which is one of Qianyao's least favorite classes, so he feels a little drowsy when he listens to it. In the past, Qianyao at this time would have something to do with Nyarrathotep beside him, and now he is doing the same, but ......

"......" has no echo. Ah, yes, those two guys are completely gone...... Obviously, I was ready to put up with them for another half a month, but I didn't expect it to disappear so soon, but I still didn't get used to it...... Shouldn't this be something I've always dreamed of, and why did it come to an end......

How strange can the feelings in my heart be?

"Ah, it's so boring, it's boring......" Lying on the table, Qianyao muttered quietly. Let's sleep...... It's better to sleep than to listen to the class, this class won't hang up anyway, instead of looking out the window in a daze boringly, it's better to sleep......

"Hoo ......"

"Ah, what ......" Then, the class was suddenly interrupted, and the Mandarin teacher standing on the podium suddenly walked out and talked to a person at the door, looking ...... I think it's the principal. And beside the principal, there was still a person......

"Ladies and gentlemen, all of a sudden, a transfer student has transferred to our class......" After a minute or two of conversation, the Mandarin teacher walked back to the class again. But unlike before, this time, he also brought a green-haired girl.

"Tell me about yourself. ”

"My name is Tsukiyo Saisa, and I'm transferred from Sapporo City to Nano Town, so please give me a lot of advice in the future. With that, the girl bowed slightly.

“…… Oh!Super beautiful girl!" After being silent for a long time, the class suddenly erupted into a wave-like cry, which made the somewhat drowsy Qianyao wake up suddenly: "Hmm, what? What's going on? Why did the class suddenly become like this...... Sample ......"

"Hey, boy...... Ah no, Qianyao, I'm here!" Seeing Qianyao sitting by the window in the last row, Cthulhu immediately waved his hand happily.

"Wait!How did you get to school!" Chiharu slammed and stood up from his seat. Well, in fact, he did have a guess about Cthulhu coming to school, but he never thought of it......

It's really come true!

"Hmm, I thought you knew, didn't I talk to Maki yesterday?"

"No, no, no, I know you've talked to Maki-senpai...... But how could she possibly let you in? No, how the hell did she let you in?"

"You should ask her about it, right, it has nothing to do with me. Cthulhu spread his hands, and then said to the Chinese teacher on the side, pointing to the location next to Qianyao, "Teacher, please arrange me by Qianyao's side." ”

"Ah...... yes, I got ......."

"No, wait......"

So, the male classmate who was originally sitting next to Qianyao was successfully squeezed out by Cthulhu and transferred to a small corner. Ten...... I'm very sorry! Because your own evil god has made you suffer this kind of grievance! I'm really sorry!

However, it wasn't until Cthulhu came to his side that Chiharu noticed that this guy had actually changed into the school uniform of Dragon Sakura Middle School...... This was the first time he had seen Cthulhu in anything other than a white dress, so what should he say......

Unexpectedly, it fits perfectly!

"What's the matter, Chiharuk, are you curious about my outfit?" Cthulhu smiled as he placed his bag on the table.

“…… You're Nyarrathotep, right?"

"Of course, you think that guy has ...... Ahem, ahem, huh. "Looks like Cthulhu is fighting again...... What a dangerous guy, but luckily there's Nyaratotip.

"Alas...... Although I don't know why you came to school, but the matter has come to this point, I can only choose to accept it......" Sighing slightly, Qianyao said.

"Oh~Chiharuk, you didn't think that way when you were before~" Cthulhu had a sly smile on his face.

“…… You've overheard me?"

"Well, who knows?