On this day, the neighbors of Makino Street knew that the Ihara family had a new guest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The name is unknown, the identity is unknown, and he speaks standard Kanto Japanese, but I've only heard that he's a strong guy, but I don't even know what it looks like.

Yuki explained to them that this was his distant cousin.

In this way, Wen Qian also successfully connected to the life of the Ihara sisters.

"Tuition yo ......"

Asami held her chin with one hand and sat in a high chair. The two slender calves swayed unconsciously, and the corners of the skirt swayed with it. She muttered words that others couldn't hear clearly, and her two eyebrows were tangled together, and the word "distress" was written.

She turned to look at her sister Yuki.

Yuki smiled softly and said, "There will always be a way." If we can't, we won't go to the fireworks show......"

"No!" Asami shook her head stubbornly, her eyes were firm, and she said, "The fireworks must go!" Tuition Matters...... It's been a long time anyway, and it's not bad anymore, it's okay-"

"It's really fine!"

Asami smiled, stared at her sister, leaned forward slightly, the distance getting closer and closer, and suddenly leaned forward and blew at Yuki's face.

Seeing Yuki's stunned expression, she laughed as if she had succeeded in a prank, and returned to the bedroom with joy. The moment the door closed, the cheerful laughter came to an abrupt end.

"Fireworks will ...... Important to you?" Wen Qian also leaned against the wall, and found that Yuki's mood was getting lower and lower, and he asked seriously.

Yuki turned his gaze, waved his hand and said, "Nothing worth mentioning." ”

She pinched the corners of her skirt and tied a knot in her calves, which was more suitable for chordries. Neither sighing nor frowning, Yuki shook his head slightly, smiled lightly, and began to be busy again.

Some discarded newspapers and bottles and cans are neatly arranged in the corners of the room.

Even if it is a scrap product to be sold for money, Yuki is not perfunctory, a small red wooden stick has become her universal tool, flattening the corners of newspapers, squeezing cans, etc., are inseparable from this wooden stick.

Like a thousand tempers, her movements are very skillful, with a simple and bright beauty.

But in Wen's view, this proficiency is a compromise on poverty. He searched his memories and asked, "With all due respect, it's not very difficult to find a decent job with your physical appearance. ”

Yuki tucked her messy hair behind her ears.

She smiled, shook her head, and said, "You won't understand." Human society is a cannibalistic society, if you are not careful, you will always be swept away by turbulence, becoming a small wave struggling in the rolling tide, at that time, whether it is floating left and right or up and down, you can't help yourself!"

"I wish I didn't understand that. But the eyes and ears are not wrong, and they tell me all the time that life can only be more ...... by staying away from these irrelevant desires Be happy. Yuki's last sentence was reluctant, but his gentle smile was not reluctant.

"The food chain is the law of nature......"

Wen Qianyi sat cross-legged across from her, and then with a stretch of his right hand, the small wooden stick broke free of Yuki's fingers and flew into his hand.

He stared into Yuki's eyes, "But this is not a law that humans should get used to. ”

"Does Shikigami eat people?" Yuki asked suddenly.

Wen Qian also replied, "No." ”

He is not lying, because things that do not exist do not possess the act of "eating" such a life. He doesn't believe in these mythical anecdotes, but only in the science that comes from actual data and observations.

Mr. S taught the brain the most basic cognitive concepts.

"Does Shikigami like money?"

"I don't like it. The reason for this answer is similar to that of the previous one.

Yuki's slender fox eyes showed a hint of envy, and he longed: "That's really good." To put it mildly, I hope to be like you, free and uninhibited. ”

"As long as you exist in the material world, you will be bound by rules. ”

Wen Qian also pinched a section of the red wooden stick with three fingers, drawing an irregular arc in the air, as if releasing magic, and a can slowly melted, turning into two colorful metal palms, replacing the work Yuki had just done.

"Rules are the most basic element of how society works. Some rules have to be changed, and I'm thinking of one...... Interesting experiments. It wasn't that long ago that the exact place was determined. ”

Yuki's nerves have been honed and strong in a short period of time.

She barely managed to keep her composure from showing an overly exaggerated look of surprise. "Your experiments must be amazing. ”

"It's not amazing, but it's very offensive. Wen Qian smiled.

Yuki thought it was a little joke that the gods in anime and light novels often liked to play tricks on mortals, and he didn't care too much, but he just imagined a funny scene in his heart, and then revealed a hint of envy for this ability.

She would never understand what this phrase "offending people" meant.

By this time, the metal palms had done all the work, and four stacks of discarded newspapers and two whole bags of shriveled cans were stacked in the doorway.

A voice sounded in Wen Qianyi's head: "Model analytic regression." ”

The metal palm suddenly exploded, and then slowly returned to its original can, but there was no color coating, and the bright silver of aluminum was exposed, and finally floated into Wen Qianyi's hand.

Kara -

He gently threw the can into the bag, impartially.

"Sister, why didn't you ask me to do it!" Asami pushed open the door and saw the neat waste products placed at the door, first stunned, and then showed strong shame, and her face turned red.

Yuki didn't want his sister to feel too guilty, and said with a smile: "It's a trivial matter, for you, your studies are more important!

Knock knock, knock!

There was another knock on the door, only this time it was not as reckless as the boy named Hatoyama, but with a little hesitation.

Through the cat's eye, Yuki saw a middle-aged uncle with vicissitudes.

"Is anyone home? I'm Daiji Kawasuke. Kawasuke stood in the doorway looking left and right, his face slightly nervous.

"You know this man?"

Wen Qian also asked curiously.

Yuki and Asami looked at each other. Yuki said, "Kawasuke Daiji is the most famous ...... on Makino Street Gambler. Idle, idle, wandering the streets all day, the neighbors hate this guy and are always worried that he will steal. ”

"He knows you well?" Wen Qian asked again.

"I'm not familiar at all! Who wants to deal with this kind of person!" Asami pouted angrily: "I was on my way to school, and I heard that he was coming to our house to steal something, and it is definitely not good to knock on the door! Oh yes, sister, what about the metal ball you picked up?"

"Metal balls could be ...... Lost it, right?" Yu Ji secretly glanced at Wen Qianyi.

Daiji Kawasuke stood at the door for a while, thinking that there was no one at home, so he stomped his feet on the spot and left. (To be continued.) )