"Should I say, is the God Crack really worthy of the title of the woman who often stands at the forefront of the front line of exposure?"

With a sigh, Tatami washed all the clothes woven by the Divine Cracked Fire, and then dried them under the bath bomb in the bathroom, waiting for them to dry the next day.

Dressed in a bathrobe, Tatami dragged his tired body out of the bedroom and into the room.

The room was still the same as before he left, unchanged, which led Tatami to believe that his previous gaze was just an illusion on his part.

Stretching a big stretch, Tatami was going to go to bed for a sleep, but when he looked at the god cracked fire weaving on the bed, he hesitated for a moment, so he had to give up.

Go to the closet in the room, take out the spare futon from it, spread it on the floor, and make a bunk on the floor.

"I hope I can have a good dream tonight" With this thought, Tatami closed his heavy eyes and fell asleep

Smack-

I don't know how long it took, Tatami felt a gold star flash in front of him, and there was a hot pain on his cheeks, as if he had been slapped in the face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the right hand raised again by the god Split Fire Weaving.

"Wait a minute!"

Quickly covering his cheeks, Tatami loudly stopped the other party's movements.

The god cracked fire weaving did stop what she said, but her eyes were still looking at Tatami, as if she still had the intention of continuing to fight.

That's when Tatami noticed the situation in the room.

At some point, the god cracked fire weaving had already put on his own clean clothes, straddled his body, and maintained the movement of raising his hands.

"Good morning!" Looking at Godcrack's raised hand, Tatami carefully greeted her.

"You washed my clothes?" Still maintaining that posture, the tone of the god cracked fire weaving was still so flat, as if he was greeting a good friend in the morning.

"If you're talking about the ones in the bathroom, I should have washed them, right?" There was no affirmative sentence, and Tatami was also a little scared when he saw the appearance of the god cracking the fire weaving.

“”

Silence filled the room, and at some point the god Flame Weave had lowered her arms and stood up from Tatami.

"Thank you!" As if to thank Tatami for helping her wash her clothes, God Cracked Fire Weaving thanked her and continued, "Since you're awake, let's get up quickly, we have guests." ”

"Guest?" Tatami curiously looked at the Divine Cracker, and then he realized that there was one more person in the room at some point!

The red nun, dressed in strange costumes, was standing in a dark corner not far away.

"She is a member of the Russian cult 'Annihilatus.'" Seeing that Tatami had already noticed the red nun in the room, the god Flame Weave explained, "If the English Puritan religion is good at 'witch hunting', then the Russian Puritan religion is good at 'hunting ghosts'. For example, wandering ghost fire, invisible ghosts, pregnant female spirits, etc...... All sorts of 'things that shouldn't exist' are within their hunting range. ”

"It's like a Japanese onmyoji and a Chinese Taoist?" In fact, Tatami didn't need to explain the god cracking fire weaving to know the true identity of the petite blonde Lori in front of Lu Dao, but in order not to let the girl possessed by the angel notice anything, Tatami still pretended not to know anything and asked.

"You can understand it that way." Divine Flame Weave glanced at Tatami faintly and continued, "Her name is Misha Chloegef, a pretty name, isn't it?" ”

"Indeed, Misha-chan," Tatami froze as he was about to say something.

Misha, who had been standing far away, came to Tatami in an instant, and with her right hand she pulled out the saw that had been stuck in her waist, and before Tatami could even blink an eye, she pressed the jagged part against his neck.

No one had time to react. Not to mention Tatami, who has the true eyes of the evil king, even the god crack fire weaving who is standing at an extremely close distance can't stop it. The skin on Tatami's neck can feel a cold touch.

Looking up at Misha Chloegeev with a saw in her hand. From the gap in the long bangs, you can see that her eyes did not hesitate at all. The feelings in her pupils were much colder than a saw.

Misha said in a mechanically flat voice, "Question one, are you the one who performed Angel Fall?" ”

Again, this damn question.

Because of the reason why he was chased by the god Cracked Fire Weaving to ask these words, Tatami hated these words very much now, but he was also a little secretly surprised.

"It's really an angel, and he actually approached me under the true eye of the evil king, and he didn't let the true eye of the evil king calculate the trajectory of movement." Looking at the saw in the blonde Lori's hand, which could cut his neck at any moment, Tatami winked at the god Crack Fire Weaving beside him.

"Misha Chloegeve, although he is indeed one of the suspects, but didn't you say in the previous discussion that you were more suspicious of the fire no gods? Why do you want to do such a boring thing now? Divine Cracked Fire Weave's brow furrowed slightly, it seemed that she was a little dissatisfied with Misha's actions.

In response to Godcrack's inquiry, Misha rolled his eyes to look at Godcrack and said, "Answer 1, I came here to prevent the 'Angel Falling', so I will carefully investigate everything related to it, and I would rather kill the wrong one!" Don't let it go! ”

The blonde little Lori said something completely incommensurate with her size, and there was a burst of murderous aura emanating from her body.

"Numerical value. Forty, nine, thirty, seven. Eighty-six in total. ”

With a bang, a jet of water erupted from the floor behind Misha like a fountain. It should be a ruptured underground water pipe.

Echo. Water, turn into a serpent, like a sword (mem'tet'lamed'zayin). ”

After Misha finished speaking, the water column bent its head like a snake, and then branched into several water snakes like the legendary multi-headed water snake or eight-headed snake. Before Tatamy's head could even flash a premonition of bad luck, the water serpent struck like a spear.

Knock knock! Columns of water pierced the floor around Tatami.

And one of the jets of water shot at Tatami in the face impartially.

This column of water was no faster than Misha's movements before, so Tatami easily caught its trajectory.

The golden light in his eyes lit up, and Tatami easily dodged the water column with a slight movement, but he didn't notice that Misha's delicate body trembled slightly when he saw the golden light in his eyes.

Taking advantage of the gap to avoid the water column, Tatami jumped out of the range of Misha's saw, and stared at Misha tightly with the eyes of the evil king that had not yet faded.

To Tatami's surprise, the other party didn't continue to pursue, and the eyes under the bangs seemed to be staring at Tatami, and after a long time, she spoke, "The suspicion has been lifted, maybe the most unlikely person in this world to launch this technique is you." ”

Misha's words made Tatami very puzzled, he didn't seem to have done anything special, how could he be easily dismissed by this angel? What does he mean by the last sentence that is least likely to be me?

PS: Suddenly there was an urge to die, my father said to me last night, you are seventeen, the boss is not small, you should consider getting married, how can there be such a pit child! I haven't even graduated from high school! That kind of thing at least until college!