Chapter 12: A Thousand Machines (4)
In the dimly lit room, the smell of alcohol mixed with vomit was extremely uncomfortable, and the dull sound of slapping kept coming out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
What is the reason for beating your own daughter? It's just that I'm drinking harder than usual, and I just want to vent more.
Chiki didn't resist, and let his father's palm fall on his cheek roughly, and the palm touched the swollen cheek, and even the voice was extremely dull.
The palm fell, knocking Qianji's head off, and then Qianji raised his head again, his cold gaze was like ice, and there was not a single tear in the corner of his eye. She looked indifferently at the so-called father in front of her, and there was no longer any family affection in her heart. Ever since he flattered those words that day without the slightest resistance, Chiki has never regarded him as a father anymore.
The cold gaze stung the man's sensitive and ridiculous pride, and the speed of the palm of the hand was faster and the strength was faster.
"I'll let you see it, I'll let you see it, I'll let you watch it again!"
"Shoot you!"
"Son of a bitch! Slut! ā
"You bitch!"
The man gasped for breath, and his ears seemed to ring again when he was drinking during the day, and the sound of secret mockery could not even be blocked by alcohol.
There will be this kind of thing, and it's all because of that slut!
The young daughter in front of me, heh, has a beautiful face, and is exactly the same as that slut, and when she grows up, she is a good hand at seducing men!
"You're a slut, your mother is also a slut, a shameless **** woman!"
"Seduce men, stinky and shameless!"
The moment he heard the word mother, his cold gaze suddenly condensed, as fierce as a wounded hungry wolf. The emotion of rage boiled in his chest, and the emotion called killing intent, which had been about to move, raised his head and radiated it at the man named Father.
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Whew, whew, Qianji suddenly woke up from the nightmare, gasping for air, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, yes, that's it, slowly, slowly, put back what you don't want to remember. Don't think about it, don't think about it anymore.
The trembling of the body gradually subsided, and the claws called memory that poked out of the depths of his mind were severed, and Qianji regained his calm appearance.
Tian Suo Hui had already woken up, feeling that Qianji's body was gradually calming down, Tian Suo Hui hugged her again, and said in Qianji's ear in a gentle tone: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here, everyone will be there." ā
"Chi-chan, don't be afraid, nightmares will always wake up. When you wake up, we will all be by your side. ā
Qianji was silent, unable to tell what he felt in his heart.
She asked softly in an inaudible voice, as if asking Tian Suohui, and as if asking herself, "Will you be around?" Will it? ā
"Will I still be by my side after I take off my mask, after I know the sins I have committed?"
"I won't accept it, neither the captain nor you will accept it. I'm disgusted, and if I don't wear a mask, I won't even have the last bit of something, so don't take it off. ā
"That's it, as long as you don't find out, you can still hide, and you don't have to face it. Don't want to lose it again. ā
Tian Sue couldn't hear Qianji's subtle voice, she just tried her best to hold Qianji, warm Qianji's cold body with her body temperature, and do her best to soothe Qianji's heart.
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The moonlight was as bright as water.
Ming Yuan quietly withdrew his gaze from the window of Qianji, and jumped lightly onto the roof, facing the vast night sky alone.
"I'm having a nightmare...... Leave this kind of thing to Megumi-chan, it's better for a girl to comfort her than me. ā
"I've had a lot of injuries, so I've been hiding all along...... It would be nice to be able to say it. ā
"Well, let's go back, the matter that the commander asked me for today is still a snack. After taking the benefits of others, things still have to be done. ā
Back to this morning.
"Hey, little ghost!" A haughty female voice sounded, interrupting Ming Yuan's thoughts.
Ming Yuan turned his head to see that it was a tall red-haired girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a proud look on her face.
The people around gasped.
"It's her!"
"Erina Nagikiri, the granddaughter of the commander-in-chief!"
"Not only that, but she is a chef with the title of God's Tongue, and as soon as she entered the school, she became the tenth seat of the Ten Masters, and she has the potential to become the strongest chef!"
It is said that the first thing she said when she was a child was that the milk was too astringent, and then it was even more uncontrollable. Because of her terrifying palate and discerning taste, even the best restaurants are proud to receive her reviews! ā
"Little ghost, that's you!" Erina seemed a little dissatisfied, "You're a transfer student who just arrived, right?" ā
Ming Yuan nodded, raised his eyebrows and said, "Transfer student, I really am." But the little ghost? You know it's rude? ā
Erina sighed and said, "Anyway, the transfer student is you, right!" Okay, come with me, okay...... Please come with me, really, why should I be polite to a little ghost, the old man must be old and confused! ā
Ming Yuan shrugged: "Is there something wrong with the commander-in-chief?" Then take me there, there are some things you want to trouble the commander-in-chief. ā
Erina sighed, but didn't say anything, turned and walked away, and the crowd in front of her consciously moved out of the way.
More than ten minutes later.
Senzaemon looked at his granddaughter who walked into his office without even knocking on the door, and then turned his head to look at Ming Yuan, who was smiling, and bowed slightly to apologize.
"I'm so sorry, Erina is so rude."
Erina raised her eyebrows: "Huh? What do you mean? ā
"It's literal, there's no hospitality at all, it's really rude." Senzaemon frowned and looked at his granddaughter, originally thinking that his granddaughter was not much different in age from the distinguished guests from Konoha and that they should have a common language, so maybe they could deal with each other, but they still thought too much.
"Yes, with Erina's temperament, it's really not normal if you're willing to talk well. Busy and confused, even such a thing is wrong. Senzaemon muttered to himself, and then apologized to Ming Yuan again, "I'm really sorry, Erina's child is like this, it's useless to discipline him, but it's actually a very kind child, please don't be surprised." ā
Ming Yuan was still smiling, he waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't care about the little ghost." is so old that she has to be disciplined by her family, so I won't care about such a little ghost. ā
Squeak, just as Erina gritted her teeth and frowned, and was about to have a seizure, Ming Yuan changed the topic lightly: "By the way, Commander-in-Chief, you came to me because you have something to ask me, right?" ā
"Ah, yes, I'm really going to bother you." Senzaemon said, "It's quite a tricky thing for us, but here's the matter you want to ask for, so please take a look." ā
Ming Yuan stretched out his hand to take a sealed document, opened it and glanced at it twice, and then said, "No problem, although it is a little trivial, but the difficulty is not high, there is no problem." ā
"However, I also have something I want to trouble you, Commander-in-Chief."
"Please say that as long as it is within my authority, I will do my best."
"I probably have a little understanding of the operation mode of the Far Moon School Park.,I want to have a deeper understanding.,If you can,Is it convenient for me to have an in-depth understanding of various departments? In addition,There should be an institution dedicated to training kitchen workers in the Far Moon School Park.,I'm also very interested in this part.,I want to know about the relevant system.ć ā
Hearing such a request, Senzaemon's slightly hanging heart also relaxed: "It's just like this, it's no problem at all." These things you can participate in at any time, and there is nothing inconvenient. ā
Ming Yuan smiled and waved the document in his hand: "Then it's a deal, and I'll do my best here." ā
"Goodbye, then, little ghost."
Before Erina's attack, Ming Yuan had already closed the door of his office.