In a café, the little bird swam in the deep sea and looked at the woman sitting opposite who was also looking at herself, with long purple hair that was scattered, and her appearance was beautiful and very quiet, if you want to describe it, she is like the type of 'deep boudoir'.

[May I ask if you are the teacher of Little Bird Tour?] 】

[Ahh Shen Hai was stunned for a moment: [That, I am really not used to being called a teacher suddenly hahaha, that's right, I am a bird swimming in the deep sea, please advise me. 】

The girl on the other side nodded: [I am the editor of the original Heiyi of the battlefield, and I am now the editor of the teacher of Kotoriyu, and I am specially here to meet with you today. 】

Battlefield original black instrument? It's a little strange name.,If you don't see the deep sea with your own eyes, you won't believe that this name will represent a beautiful girl.。 But what's even more strange is that the uncle who used to be an editor suddenly resigned from this position, and I heard that he went back to his hometown to get married.

And then the publishing house changed itself to such a beautiful girl editor who is just in school no matter how you look at it.,In a sense, you're really goodjob!

[That former classmate of the battlefield doesn't need to call me teacher or anything, it sounds too awkward, it's okay to call me a bird swim or the deep sea. ] Battlefield Hara Heiyi was wearing a school uniform, this was outside the school and it was a weekend, and it felt like the kind of meticulous and serious type, and after thinking about it, Fukami asked: [Is Battlefield Hara's classmate also in high school? 】

[I'm in the second year of high school, and if I insist on saying that Little Bird Youjun has to call me a senior sister. After saying that, the eyes of the battlefield were staring directly at the deep sea.

It should be that I am upset to call myself a few teachers, probably, Shen Hai smiled bitterly: [Hello, senior sister. 】

Zhan Zhanyuan's expression still didn't change much, but the aura that was originally a little oppressive obviously felt relaxed, and she took a sip of coffee gently: [The taste of coffee here is not bad. After a pause, he put down the coffee in his hand and said: [Today I mainly want to meet with Little Bird Youjun, although I am a rookie editor, I hope that Little Bird Youjun will ask for more advice in the future. 】

Seeing the deep sea nodding the battlefield, the corners of Yuan Heiyi's mouth curved into an arc: [So, does Little Bird Youjun know that today is the day of delivery? 】

Cold sweat began to break out on the head of the deep sea: [This, that, there seems to be no inspiration recently, this volume of the novel is almost over, please be sure to spare some time. 】

[Really?] The battlefield was noncommittal.

[That, in fact, I still have something to ask for today. Shenhai immediately changed the topic: [Because next week, our grade will have a workplace internship, if I can, I want to put the internship location in the publishing house, I hope that the former senior sister of the battlefield can help me react. 】

[Oh? Battlefield Yuan frowned slightly: [I'm just a rookie editor, and I speak lightly, but Xiaotori Youjun has asked for this, and I will try my best to help.] 】

[Thank you very much! Fukami suddenly felt that the battlefield Harakuro Yi was so cute, and it wasn't as difficult to get along with as it looked like it looked.

Of course, he soon learned that this was a delusion!

Battlefield Yuan Heiyi sneered: [Since I did Bird Youjun a favor, I wonder if Little Bird Youjun can do me a favor? 】

[Huh? 】

[If you can't deliver the manuscript as soon as possible, it will be difficult for me as an editor.] 】

[However, this is also a helpless thing, writing is difficult to write in a while.] 】

Before the words of the deep sea were finished, the battlefield Yuan Heiyi took out a stationery knife in his hand at some point, "Huh!" He stretched out to the depths of the sea.

With such a fast hand speed, the pupils of the deep sea shrank, and the cold blade was close to his face, and the biological instinct made him feel the chill.

Hey, what's this?! What about the daily life of youth?

[Don't move.] The girl said with a cold expression, because the two of them were sitting in a secluded corner, from the perspective of others, it was like an intimate touch between lovers: [Ah, no, you can move, it's dangerous, I should say so. 】

【Hey】

[What, what do you want to say?] Little Bird Youjun, laziness is really the original sin, and of course, more importantly, it has caused me a considerable degree of trouble. Even if you don't understand, but you have to pay the same price for your laziness, how do you say I should do it? What should I do for myself? 】

If this continues, it will kill someone, right?! Shen Hai immediately said: [I understand the original senior sister of the battlefield, I will go home immediately to rush the manuscript, I must hand in the original manuscript of the novel today. 】

But Lord Battlefield Hara didn't seem to mean to let him go: [For a man like Kotori Yukun who has already deceived me once, I won't believe it again. 】

Please, we're just delaying the delivery date, why do you say it's a mess and abandoned!

[What should I do in order for you to fulfill the agreement?] Little Bird Tourist. Sure enough, I finished the novel in front of my eyes, which was the best choice. Then please take a trip home with me. Anyway, all I need is to be able to finish my work on time, and if you can promise me, nod your head, Little Bird. If you do anything else, you will be considered hostile and will be attacked immediately. 】

Hey, we were actually invited home by a beautiful girl, and we were pointed at the dead with a knife, and I had to let myself go back with her, how much do you like me, Miss Heiyi Battlefield.

In this case, how can there be a way to refuse, Shenhai nodded homeopathically.

[Yes, thank you.] The girl's voice softened a little, and a slight smile appeared on her cold face: [You didn't show a lot of panic, it's not bad to let you go like this time, don't have a next time.] 】

【】

The girl reintroduced again in a completely different tone: [Then, Little Bird Youjun, I am the battlefield original Heiyi, please give me more advice in the future. 】

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Although the battlefield is said to be a mansion, the house is empty, and it is obviously inappropriate to describe it as a house with four walls, but it is very appropriate to be poor, which is the most intuitive impression of the deep sea.

[My mother was addicted to cults, and all the family's property was given away as tribute, and she was burdened with huge debts, but she signed a divorce agreement at the end of last year, and I was raised by my father, and the two of them lived here, and my father was often away from home because he was busy with work to pay off his debts. 】

Battlefield Hara Heiyi said his own things from the perspective of a bystander, whether he didn't care or said that he had accepted his fate, Shenhai didn't know, but he felt that he should also take his attitude a little seriously, even if he couldn't help Battlefield Hara. But don't cause any trouble to the girl in front of you.

Fukami decided to say something to shift these heavy topics over: [Aren't you worried about bringing a physiological adolescent boy into your home, and there are only two of them? 】

[What a surprise, no, here I should say 'I was stunned!' 'Alright, I see, Birdie-kun. With a cruel smile, Miss Battlefield Hara took out a large handful of stationery, stationery knives, pencils, staplers, and even duct tape: [Let's fight! 】

What kind of special function is this?,Infinite stationery system? The deep sea was powerless to complain: [Hey, I surrender, Lord Battlefield must surround my life. 】

[Don't you come?] There was a hint of regret in the tone of the battlefield original Heiyi, why should you regret it? Throwing down all the stationery on his body, Shenhai looked at the pile in front of him with a black line, and he really didn't know what to say.

Don't get me wrong, I don't trust you enough. 】

[What does it mean to not fully trust. 】

[Listen, if I don't get in touch every minute, my 5,000 buddies will attack your family.] Where did you come from Mary Sue? You think I'm going to believe it?!

[Hi hey, I understand, I understand. 】

[Are you saying that one minute is enough?] 】

Damn, what are you mocking?!

[Little Bird Youjun, one last word. 】

[Huh? 】

[I may not be able to see it through my clothes, but my body actually has no value to get even if you break the law.] 】

[I think you, on the whole, are over-self-conscious, but it's not a secondary disease, but a delusion of victimization.] 】

[It's so annoying! Even if it's the truth, there is a distinction between what should be said and what should not be said. 】

[There is still this realization! 】

I feel that although the woman on the battlefield is the same as the snow under the snow, the poisonous tongue under the snow is to cause mental damage, and the battlefield is just a simple mockery, rather than a simple poisonous tongue, it is better to call it verbal violence, and in comparison, the battlefield is more aggressive, because she doesn't just speak, she is also a man of action!

[So, is it time for Little Bird to start working? 】

[Hi hi hi. Fukami looked at Miss Battlefield's eager eyes, and worked honestly to prevent a stationery knife from being put on his neck again. Fortunately, I carried a USB flash drive with me, and I could continue to write after borrowing the original notebook of the battlefield.

[Speaking of Miss Battlefield Hara, you make me feel very uncomfortable staring here, how do you write this? ] Deep Sea grumbled.

[Don't call me Miss Battlefield Hara.] ] The battlefield original black Yi stroked his long hair.

[What's that calling you?] Battlefield original senior sister? 】

[Just like just now, it's called Battlefield Hara-sama.] 】

[Battlefield original sister.] 】

Immediately afterwards, Battlefield Yuan's fingers poked into the deep sea eyes, but fortunately, he reacted in time to hold Battlefield Yuan's wrist: [Will be blind! 】

[Who told you to lose your words.] 】

[What kind of logic do you have?] 】

[My verbal violence is refined with forty grams of copper, twenty-five grams of zinc, fifteen grams of nickel, five grams of shyness, and ninety-seven kilograms of malice. 】

[Sure enough, it's just full of malice! 】

[By the way, I'll tell you that shyness is a lie. 】

[I have never seen such a brazen person. 】