Chapter 9 Off-line is a dangerous act in itself
"Don't you dare to try it?"
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"Cowardly!"
"Whatever you want, I don't want it."
"Hmph, that's what I said, this is a symbol of adults, you little ghost naturally don't dare, hahaha is really a good baby of the teacher."
"I ...... How can I have! I'm a mature adult! β
"Then you can't come!"
"Come on!"
"Wow, reach out."
"You don't mean to burn me, do you?"
"I'm not that bored, hurry up and reach over."
On the deserted street, an inexplicable conversation between a man and a woman sounded.
And the god crack fire weaving who had just returned from the battlefield, the first thing he saw was the two people squatting on the side of the road, Steele hooked the heavy priest's robe with the fingers of his left hand and hung it on his back, and the other hand was holding a lighter to light the cigarette in the hand of a girl named Tsukimiyama, which looked like a bad senior was tricking an ignorant senior to go down the wrong road.
I don't know why, but the priest's gown was still wet.
"Steele." Shen Crack covered his forehead, "Although your task is indeed to watch her and make her not to cause trouble...... But you're doing a little too well! β
"God, God Split!" Steele hurriedly stuffed the lighter into his clothes, "It's over there?" β
"Well, it's over." Shen Crack subconsciously touched the left side of his face with his fingertips, where there was a clear fist-shaped blood mark.
"The boy?"
"I can't die." God Crack tugged at the ends of his hair irritably, "Well, let's go." β
"Let's go? And what about Intix? Steele was stunned.
"Kid, let's wait until I think clearly." The crack faced the end of the street and replied without looking back.
"Think clearly? It's not like you don't know what's going on! Steele was stunned for a moment by this inexplicable answer, and then yelled, "Time! Already! Not much! β
"What's going on on your side?" God Crack asked rhetorically.
"That's, that's ......"
"To put it simply, since I can't attack him and he can't attack me, we can only communicate 'amicably and peacefully' and wait for the battle to end on your side." Tsukimiyama explained 'kindly', unsurprisingly receiving an eye attack from Steele.
"Okay, let me set the record straight." After being silent for three seconds, Divine Cracked Fire Weaving finally sighed weakly, "In other words, the two of us were fighting for life and death over there, and you were just here chatting 'friendly and peaceful' for a long time?" β
ββ¦β¦ If you have to say that, that's probably the way it is. After his expression twisted for a moment, Steele finally nodded in frustration.
As for why the two people who were supposed to be enemies suddenly put their hands on their shoulders and handed cigarettes, and what the hell was the so-called 'atmosphere is like this', if it was a normal time, she might have asked in a responsible spirit what happened between the two, but for now, ......
"You have such invincible strength, but why are you so incompetent?"
The weak cry of a young man named Kamijo Danma still lingered in his ears.
She closed her eyes slightly, and recalled the look in the young man's eyes when he said those words.
As a warrior born to die, she knew exactly what that meant.
That is the eyes of only those who are unwavering in their own path, who can sacrifice their lives to the ideal.
This kind of person cannot be defeated, you can destroy him, but you can't defeat him. (Note 1)
In any case, he has lost to that boy in his belief in protecting that child.
Am I really wrong?
The chaotic thoughts turned into waves, surging in the mind of the god.
"Let's go, Steele."
Without waiting for the latter to reply, she disappeared into the gloomy alley.
She was a little tired.
Steele glared at Tsukimiyama, who was on the side, and then hurriedly followed.
On the other side, Tsukimiyama, who was standing alone on the side of the deserted road, heard the last sound of the divine crack.
"That boy named Kamijo Dangma fainted over there, it's better for you to send him to first aid quickly."
After a pause, the voice of the god cracked continued, "Anyway, for the time being, for the next few days, Intix, please you. β
β¦β¦
When Ma woke up, he felt the sun shining on his face, which was a little itchy and warm.
As soon as he let out a painful sound, before he could open his eyes, a white figure had already pounced on him.
"When hemp!"
In my ears came the voice of Intix, with a crying voice.
"Uh-huh......"
"When hemp, when hemp, when hemp! It's stupid! Why do you have to deal with those magicians yourself! Fight such dangerous guys! "Pound hard.
"Oooh......"
"When hemp, is it uncomfortable?" The thrashing stopped, but his hands pressed against the quilt that covered him.
"Quack ......!"
"Cat ears! When hemp, when hemp, he can't do it! β
"Don't call me cat ears, and don't say that a man can't do it, that's a forbidden word. In addition, "Tsukimiyama, who was on the side, pulled up Intex and the quilt she was dragging on, and Uejo's face immediately improved a lot.
"Phew, I thought I was going to die at my own hands......" He breathed heavily, but when he saw the tearful Intex looking at him with the quilt in her arms, he couldn't express his next complaints.
After recovering from the suffocation of the lack of oxygen, he saw the tattered but very familiar home decoration around him.
This is...... My dorm?
What about the comic books scattered on the dirty floor? When was the mountain of change of clothes in the room washed? What's up with the refreshing smell of this laundry detergent?
Then he noticed that for some reason, Tsukimiyama was wearing a white nurse's uniform, and was sitting on the edge of the bed in a very professional and serious manner, handing him a document.
"What is this?" Kamijo asked in a daze.
"A document, but you just need to sign it here." Tsukimiyama kindly handed him a pen and pointed to the corner of the document, "It's here." β
"I'll take a look...... Testament: Uejo Dangma voluntarily entrusts all his property and his sister's hand to Tsukimi Sanwen to repay her for taking care of herself all the time, well, then ......" Uejo Dangma threw the pen against the wall, "Scum! Mr. Uejo almost died, bastard! Is it time to be funny! β
"Cut, I didn't become a fool because of excessive blood loss."
The argument between the two woke up another person on the side.
"Kojo ......? Are you finally sober? Teacher Xiaomeng, who was sleeping on her stomach on the table next to her, turned her head with two obvious dark circles on her face, "The teacher is worried about you." β
"Uh, anyway......" Shangjo was just about to explain something, but Teacher Xiaomeng had already stood up and walked out of the door, "Although I don't know what happened to you, but since Tsukimiyama-san-chan said that you must not find the garrison, then forget it." If there's anything you can't tell me...... Anyway, you're fine. β
Teacher Xiaomeng, who walked out of the door, waved her hand without looking back, and disappeared into the early morning sun.
"But, Kojojo remembers, teacher, I'm always ready to help students. That's it! Bye! β
"Wow, it's really ruthless when it comes to handsome lines, but it's a pity that the styling is not up to par, otherwise I can play Mr. Jinba." (Note 2)
Tsukimiyama whistled lightly and woke up Kamijo Dangma, who was sitting on the bed in a daze.
"Don't say that when someone else is moving!"
"It's so sad, it's clear that the three of us have been taking turns taking care of you for the past three days...... But let's get back to business! Before Kamijo responded to the question, Tsukimiyama clapped his hands, "Excuse me, how does Mr. Kamijo feel when he wakes up after three days in a coma?" Have you seen the Santu River? (Note 3)"
"I'm sorry, but Mr. Uejo didn't see anything, whether it's the Santugawa River or the ferryman...... Wait, how many days do you say? β
"Three days." Yuejianshan inexplicably compared three fingers and shook them in front of the eyes of Shangjo Dangma, "Look at my fingers, how many are these?" (Note 4)
"Don't doubt the intelligence of others! Also, if it's three days, isn't it enough! Uejo Danma held his head and shouted with his tightly wrapped hands.
"When hemp, what's not enough?" From the side came the pure voice of Intix.
"He said you don't have enough brain capacity." Another voice replied in a serious manner.
This is a true truth.
"That's right, that's ......" Therefore, Uejo Dangma, who was still immersed in self-pity, nodded subconsciously, and then saw the nun who had tears in her eyes before, showing her white teeth at him like a predatory beast.
"When hemp--hemp-heck-he's stupid!"
The next moment, Uejo Danma realized the precious experience of "being bitten by a girl".
Note 1: Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea, Santiago.
Note 2: A famous Japanese teacher, the protagonist of "3 Years Group B Golden Eight Teacher", by the way, there is also a stalk in Lucky Star, which will say '3 Year Group B Teacher Kuroi' at the opening.
Note 3: In Japanese mythology, the first place a person goes to after death.
Note 4: Hearthstone, a line for the Holy Warrior.
ps: I just wrote a letter of appreciation for breaking through 100 collections, and the next day I had more than 200 collections......
PS2: If you're interested in entering the penguin flock, please see the relevant information in "Beyond the Realm", and the Q&A related to this work is also among them.
ps3: The name of this chapter was originally a black life white candle, I don't know why I came up with it, inexplicable chapter name.
PS4: Actually, I also want to comment on the scumbag of the guest FΓΌhrer......
PS5: MD I don't want to say when I'm going to change it...... It's so late, I slept ......