Chapter 669: A Pleasant Morning

Tina clasped her hands together and smiled slightly, "Because pizza and cola are traditional dishes in my country. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Tina's remarks that Italians might get angry when they hear it, in other words, it also shows that the American tradition is a hodgepodge of traditions ,—— all other countries.

"Speaking of which, are you also responsible for Asali's three meals?" But the night died didn't care about this, but asked curiously, the relationship between the 6 Lori was too close.

"Yes, their breakfast today is anchovy pizza."

"Huh? Can't you cook other dishes? ”

"Then let's switch to a barbecue pizza next time."

"Nothing else?"

"Seafood pizza? Hawaiian pizza? Pictorial pizza? ”

"Why is it all pizza?"

"Because Tina only makes pizza."

“…… I see. ”

Tina? Sprunte, ten years old this year, is a loli-type universal pizza robot.

However, it is better to have a skill than nothing.

Some people have an explosion as soon as they enter the kitchen, and in the end, they have come to the conclusion that it is more reliable to eat them raw than to be able to make delicious dishes themselves.

"Speaking of which, it's still early, Xia Shi is just that, and Tina will wake up too early." Nightshade raised her eyebrows in surprise, you know, Tina used to be a sleepy-eyed super nocturnal creature in the afternoon.

"I took sleeping pills last night and adjusted my routine to daytime activities, so it's no problem." Tina blinked and said, although her gaze was not as sharp as when she was the assassin, it was also much more energetic than Tina, who was usually confused.

“…… You don't have to force yourself to do it. Nightshade couldn't help but say that she had taken caffeine to inhibit sleep before, and at this time, Tina had to force herself to take sleeping pills that forced her to sleep.

In any case, there was no need for Tina to disobey her biological clock like this, after all, she was the initiator of the 'owl factor', a nocturnal creature through and through.

"No, it's something I want to do. I also want to live with Yeo, Miss Yeonjo, Miss Natsushi, Miss Lishi, and others. ”

Nightshade nodded helplessly, since she said so, it would be too cruel to stop it any longer. After all, all of them are basically models of working during the day and resting at night, even if they are too energetic, they will not reach the point of going against the jet lag. Oh, don't mention the existence of the undead in Shatia, after all, the energy of the undead is unlimited.

Rubbing Tina's little head, Nightshade smiled as Tina showed a comfortable expression. "I want to live with you too."

If Tina's schedule is adjusted smoothly, then there is no need to take sleeping pills too many times, and the body's biological clock can naturally adapt to this routine.

The atmosphere was extremely harmonious and warm, and it was almost impossible to believe that the two of them, Nightfall and Tina, and Yanzhu and Tina, were on opposing sides.

However, 'the girls of the Heavenly Punishment have no hatred after the battle', and Yeonjoo, who holds this slightly ridiculous belief, does not have the slightest idea of Tina and Tina's 'sisters'.

If there is any aspect of opposition to be said, it is probably to practice this aspect according to the bride as Yeonzhu herself said. However, this question is too early for ten-year-old Lori.

While Nightshade and Tina were chatting, Yeon-joo and Natsu-shi had turned on the morning TV.

Although Yanzhu wants to find some anime to watch, it is obvious that there is no anime playing at this early morning time, so the control of the TV remote control naturally falls on Xia Shi.

Lori Sage prefers to watch some programs that can give people guidance and broaden their horizons, that is, news broadcasts. It just so happens that this point in time is the time for the morning news.

On top of the scrolling news broadcast, there was a message that said, 'Ann? The mysterious death of Professor Rand'.

Because it wasn't the first time I'd heard this kind of news, Tina didn't have any emotional fluctuations about it.

Although in fact, even if it was the first time she heard such news from the mouth of the impatient Asari, Tina only had a little complexity in her heart.

Quiet? Rand is indeed hateful, this is indisputable, was Ann? Rand was transformed as a guinea pig at will, and after the transformation was successful, he was assigned to use it as a killing prop countless times, and if Tina and her sisters were saddened by Ann Rand's death, it would be a virgin more than the Son of Heaven.

Well, to use a proper noun, it's the Virgin framed.

Only, if there is no Ann? With the existence of Rand, Tina will not get acquainted with her 'sister', nor will she encounter the night death because of the mission of assassinating the Son of Heaven, so, in a sense, Tina also feels a little lucky about this.

After all, Nightfall is really not a god, and there is no way to make the entire 'Pitch Black Bullet' world set things right and restore it to a world where the 'Cursed Son' can live in peace and happiness, so all he can do is to interfere in things that make him look unpleasant, and save Lori who comes into contact with him.

In this early morning, the leisure time that has passed in the 'Assassination of the Son of Heaven', everyone enjoys peace, if there is no accident, this tranquility can continue until the time when the night is about to leave this world, I just don't know if the night death brings these little loli to the Shura world, the Shura world will suddenly become a primary school!

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There's nothing more frustrating than patrolling on a sweltering summer night.

The shoulder strap with the heavy rifle hanging from it had been walking non-stop for two hours. Although it is a daily routine, the physical and mental strength has long been exhausted.

Even with the towel hanging from his neck, sweat still kept pouring out, and the occasional breeze swayed the grass at his feet, but the skin under the heavy cotton camouflage suit did not feel the slightest coolness.

The nostrils have a damp, earthy smell.

Alone, the army self-defense officer who stepped on the ground with jungle boots rustling on his feet, Ryobo Sato also came out on patrol today.

I was forced to take over the patrol mission because I lost to my seniors in playing cards, and today is the third day.

As he walked, he frustrated his flashlight, which had been extinguished by poor contact. After striking hard in anger, the flashlight suddenly lit up. Satisfied, he lit up his surroundings with a light.

This is the 40th ward of the outlying district of the Tokyo area.

What Sato patrols is the dividing line between heaven and hell in this narrow world.