There are only a few days left in October, and the nights in the capital are longer this season.

In the silent living room of the hut at five o'clock in the morning, the beacon light point flashed a dimensional glimmer, and then the spatial teleportation was silently activated, and the darkness and bright gold swept away.

After five hours of training with a high degree of mental concentration,

The figure who returned to the hut also yawned tiredly, and then got into the quilt, and fell asleep with the activation of the [Sleeping Card].

Ability Effect Adjustment, Mana Cost Reduction, Static Hover,

Inertia impulse cancels, reduces excess losses,

Increase in quantity, increase in quality....

Even if you don't dream in a deep sleep, all you think about is these predetermined training plans, and you don't know how long it will take to reach the goal of being like an arm.

It's just a floating card.

Therefore, it is really a long process that needs to be accumulated over time...

Above the clock, minute by minute, second by second,

The 'quilt ball' on the bed next to the small table fell asleep, and then at the moment when the pointer was about to point to six o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock immediately rang.

Click-

The bell was pressed in advance, and the 'quilt group', which was still sleeping dead in the last second, turned over in an instant!

An hour ago, he was still sleepy, as if he had slept for three or four hours, in the darkness of the capital at six o'clock in the morning.

It can only be said that the spirit of a night owl locked the door of Meng Lang's house.

(?? ω?? *) Staring....

Hey, hey, hey.... Dude, this time you must have all your panties....

The previous workout plan in his mind had all been converted into nonsense thoughts, and Fang Ran jumped out of bed like a slime under the quilt.

On the floor, he slid towards Meng Lang's house.

And then five minutes later ....

"Dude!!! You bastard, here you go again! ”

"! Brother, why did you even install an alarm in the wardrobe!? ”

At this time, Gou Yu, who had just finished washing up and walked into the kitchen, listened to the faint sound of gritting his teeth, and sighed softly with a helpless smile.

It's not dawn yet, what are you doing...

Then he opened the refrigerator, and when he was about to take out a lot of seafood and fish pots left over from last night, to use them for breakfast,

I only saw a black round mysterious creature, sleeping soundly in the pot with its belly up...

"Whoa..... Whew...... aw! ”

But I felt that the refrigerator door was opened, and the 'thief' who originally made a snoring sound instantly turned over and erected big triangular ears.

"Meow!"

After barking, he fled the scene of the crime with a flick of the cat's tail.

Seeing that all the remaining fish and bone broth in this layer, including vegetables, were gone, Gou Yu sighed helplessly and chuckled,

Well, let's do something else...

...

At the end of October in the capital, the sky will not light until about half past six.

As long as one idiot doesn't stay in bed, everyone in the hut wakes up early.

Needless to say, Gou Yu, who has an accurate biological clock every day, even if there is no sneak attack from Fang Ran, Meng Lang will wake up at around six or seven o'clock.

And the earliest one outside the three of them is Fang Xiaoran,

She has the habit of running for ten minutes every morning that is difficult for ordinary people to adhere to, and she is the only one who is normally admitted to Beijing University, and she has always maintained this habit.

I went back to the dormitory last night to pack up not much things, and I briefly explained the reason with my roommate, who had a good relationship.

With the efforts of Meng Lang, who is always impatient for such a thing, Fang Xiaoran moved in last night.

Well? Furniture, you say?

Are things like beds prepared in advance?

Of course not, it was prepared by some idiot in the vicissitudes of life with [Chuangpai]...

'Ahhh Yada! At least... At least let me enjoy one more day of indulgence at home! ’

'Less nonsense! Dude, get me something out! ’

'Ya Butterfly!! ’

Well, even though I was forced to do so...

And then there are Tang Bing and Xia Yao, who are almost the same,

After all, one is a lively senior sister who is sunny and energetic as long as she is not cowardly, and the other is a gentle senior sister who lives a self-disciplined life and can't find any faults.

So that's it,

With everyone able to get up at about the same time,

Fresh, sunny air shines through the balcony, and at 7 a.m. the cottage welcomes breakfast around a small table.

"That's... Sister Mingling, can you not lean on me..."

"Eh, what's... Relationship... Hm... I'm the kind of... Big beauty... Leaning on... ..... on you You should be happy... Just..... Call.... Call.... zzZ...”

Although there is a person who does not live here, it is obvious that he can't get up at this time...

"Lingzi, she will be very confused when she doesn't wake up, I have already told her that she doesn't have to force herself to get up, she will sleep a little longer..."

Looking at Ming Ling's appearance that he couldn't even open his eyes, Xia Yao explained softly helplessly, and then looked at Gou Yu with a smile in his eyes:

"I'm sorry, Xiao Or, please let her lean for a while."

"Ahh

And stunned when she heard her words, Gou Yu looked at Ming Ling, who was leaning on his shoulder, no makeup, and dressed up a little more simple and soft than usual.

Huh? Sister Xia, shouldn't you let her lean on you...

"That's... If you live here, do you eat breakfast together like this every day, do you take turns to be in charge..."

"Well, that's not it, most of the time it's always small or everything is ready, and we can only help occasionally."

"There is a dishwasher for washing dishes, and a robot vacuum cleaner for cleaning, and although we will be living here in the future, it seems that we can only help with occasional cooking."

On the other side, hearing Xia Yao and Fang Xiaoran's explanation, Tang Bing looked at the golden and tender fish meat on the table, and blinked in surprise,

Eh.... Do you only need to help with the occasional cooking?

Looking at Ming Ling, who was sleeping back against his defenselessness, Gou Yu, who was a little helpless and troubled, Tang Bing silently counted the delicious cooking, the ability to take care of people, the tolerant personality, and the understanding... and a series of advantages,

Then he looked at Fang Ran, who was stuffing fried fish into his mouth and taking a big bite of rice with a bowl.

"Hmm... I always feel that I know why the seniors are so wasteful in terms of life ability..."

Tang Bing whispered a little unbearable to look at directly, so that Fang Ran, who was racing with Meng Lang to covet each other's side, suddenly slapped the table angrily:

"Hey! Calabash! What did you say! ”

"Ahh Senior, you are a gourd. ”

"No, I think what Tang Bing said is very right."

"Aunt Fang is a worrying person, and she always gives him everything in advance."

"Then I'm... I can also live alone, and I'm... I can also cook...."

"Huh? Is there a chance that I can taste the dishes you cooked, junior brother? ”

"Ahem... Next time... Next time... I still have a lesson today..."

"Eh, I can't see that you're still a person who loves to learn, brother."

"Do you think everyone is like an old brother, you can stay at home all day (disgusted)."

"I also have a class in the first period, and I'll walk with you in a while."

"That's... I seem to have read the first verse as well, ah, wait! My notes...."

"Then it looks like we can go out together."

The bright sun gradually rises in the early morning, and a new figure is added to the small table, and in the breakfast time, talking about very common topics, and starting a new day in the daily life...

...

...

Drip, drip, drip,

In the night ward, the instruments that monitor vital signs are operating normally, and the values displayed are stable.

Consciousness rose from the deep comatose mind, as if in a long, long dream, in which fragments of memory flashed one after another.

From the time I was a child, from the shadows I felt in those who wanted to take advantage of me,

Fear, restlessness, fear,

Engraved in the heart of the already timid.

And then the picture keeps accelerating, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating,

Hasten!

Only my own dark room, more and more monitors, writing with difficulty poking at the keyboard, the occasional longing to look out the window,

Cowering in the chair and hugging his knees, hiding in the room...

Such a fragment of the picture.

Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat,

Repeat repeat...

Until!

I appeared in the night Tokyo sitting on the edge of the building!

The strong longing at the end of the C-class battle, the powerless regret when the watch room fell, the self-loathing in the locker room cubicle,

The speed of consciousness is accelerating to the extreme, and it is getting faster and faster,

And then the picture of the end is to hear the words of the person who longs for it.

- 'Jota, I've always believed in you...'-

Bang –

Freeze in the sound of reaching out and grabbing the aether elf, as if there is a sound of consciousness rushing out of the water,

The young man on the hospital bed opened his eyes little by little, as if he was still in the fragment just now, and slowly got up, and did not pick up the big black-framed glasses and put them on for the first time.

Instead, I looked out the window at the world, a new morning...

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