On Sunday morning, Natsuhiko took Ruri and Ai Shiratori and went to Tokyo again.

First of all, I went to the famous temples and shrines to take a look, and after confirming that there was no abnormality, Xia Yan accompanied Ruri and Shiratori Ai to the women's clothing store, wanting to buy some clothes for the two.

Now that he's wide, it's time to pay benefits to his employees.

However, his actions were rejected by the two women.

Thinking about it, he really didn't have a position to buy clothes for the two of them.

One of them has the surname Shiratori and the other has the surname Hoshino.

Scratching his head, Xia Yan's mood was complicated.

His two incense makers are very sensible, which is a thing to be happy about.

But for the first time in his two lives, he wanted to buy clothes for a girl, and he was refused.

Natsuhiko's mood was low.

Through the spiritual touch, Ruri felt Natsuhiko's emotions.

She hurriedly explained: "It's not that I don't want Xia Yanjun's things, it's ...... It's ......"

The girl couldn't find a suitable explanation, and she followed into frustration.

Xia Yan patted Ruri's head in understanding.

When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he couldn't accept the clothes given by his girlfriend.

Although he didn't have a girlfriend at the time, he could reason to draw conclusions.

After finishing shopping, the two of them returned to Misaki City.

When I got downstairs, Shiratori Ai didn't go upstairs.

She looked at Xia Yan: "Mr. Eraser, I'm going to rent a movie, are you going?" ”

Xia Yan then disconnected from the glass network and connected to the Ai-chan network.

"I really feel it!" Shiratori Ai looked in Natsuhiko's direction and was very pleasantly surprised.

Natsuhiko poked her in the face.

Natsuhiko is also the first time to connect with Shiratori Ai.

Compared to Ruri, the connection of Shiratori's love is a little more difficult, probably because of the degree of piety.

In addition, points of light can be absorbed from Ruri, and Shiratori loves here and nothing.

Even if Xia Yan tried, he couldn't pull out anything.

It's better to be there.

Let's go back as soon as we're done.

They came to a CD rental shop not far away.

Ai Shiratori carefully selected a famous ghost movie and walked out of the store.

With the CD in hand, she walked towards home in a hurry, not even bothering to talk to Xia Yan.

Natsuhiko shrunk her body and sat on the girl's head.

The Shiratori Love train was a little bumpy, and I can only give a three-star review.

The girl went back downstairs to the apartment, panting and climbing the stairs.

Natsuhiko made a harness out of Psion to keep herself from slipping off the girl's head.

There is no elevator in this apartment building.

Different from the popular commercial houses in China, which are divided into various units and one staircase per unit, this kind of apartment has only two stairs and connects all the residents with a corridor.

On the fifth floor, Shiratori Ai came to the door of 502.

She was about to knock when the door to room 503 next door opened.

A little girl walked out.

It was a short-haired girl with a headband and an open forehead.

Xia Yan's experience told him that this kind of person who dares to show his forehead is not a simple thing.

Sure enough, seeing Shiratori Ai, the little girl with her forehead stretched out her hand and pointed: "Liar love!" ”

"I'm not a liar!" Shiratori loves to respond angrily.

"You're a liar, what kind of Mr. Eraser, you can fool others, you can't fool me!" The girl with her forehead crossed her waist and was domineering.

Shiratori Ai was aggrieved: "I told you that I treated you as a friend." ”

Seeing Shiratori's expression, the girl with her forehead puffed up her chest, feeling that she had won: "I don't have you as a liar friend!" ”

She said proudly, "If there is Mr. Eraser, you let him beat me!" ”

Xia Yan then stretched out his mental power and knocked on the skull of the girl with the forehead from behind.

"Who?" The girl turned around dissatisfied, but there was nothing behind her.

Natsuhiko knocked on the girl's skull again.

The girl turned around vigilantly, but there was no one in sight.

"You're the hell!" Girl staring at Shiratori Love.

Seeing her startled appearance, Shiratori loves to be happy.

"It's Mr. Eraser." Shiratori loves to lower her voice and threaten the other party, "You have annoyed Mr. Eraser, he will pull out your brain ......"

At this point, Shiratori Ai stopped, and her mother told her that pulling out her head was too exciting for a child to say that.

"Unplug what?" The girl asked.

"Pull out your hair!" Shiratori loves to say.

"I don't believe ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Xia Yan stretched out his telekinesis and grabbed her hair.

"Mr. Eraser will pull out your hair one by one, and every day you get out of bed, you will see broken hair full of pillows, and after a week, you will be completely bald!" Shiratori loves to continue to intimidate.

Feeling her hair being grabbed by something unknown, the girl had to believe the words of Ai Shiratori.

"I don't want it, Mom!" The girl ran back to the house crying.

"Hmph." Shiratori loves to hold hands, showing the contempt of the victor.

Natsuhiko stretched out his telekinesis and patted her head.

"Ahh The girl hurriedly covered her head, "I was just joking, Mr. Eraser can't pull my hair off." ”

Natsuhiko touched her chin and poked her left hand.

The left hand is the meaning of disagreement.

Shiratori Ai's face was pale, and she hurriedly knocked on the door: "Mommy, Mommy! ”

Keiko Shiratori opened the door and saw her daughter running into the room in a hurry.

She looked puzzled.

In the bedroom, Shiratori loves to dig out the little yellow hat in the cabinet and put it on his head.

"Then you won't be able to find out." The girl said proudly.

Natsuhiko lifted the girl's hat with her telekinesis.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have said that about you. For the sake of his hair, Shiratori Ai immediately confessed.

"Give me a massage, and I'll forgive you," Xia Yan took the opportunity to ask.

The girl promised to come down.

Keiko Shiratori walks into the room and sees her daughter touching the back of the doll.

"What is this doing?" She asked curiously.

"Give Mr. Eraser a massage." Shiratori loves to keep his eyes off and is very dedicated.

"So she's Mr. Eraser?" Keiko Shiratori is pleasantly surprised to finally learn the true face of Mr. Eraser.

"No, she's just Mr. Eraser now." Shiratori loves to answer.

"Huh? What is now? Keiko Shiratori was confused.

Shiratori Ai turned her head and looked at Keiko Shiratori.

Her looking gaze made Keiko Shiratori a little uncomfortable.

"Mom doesn't understand." Shiratori sighed and turned her head.

Keiko Shiratori rubbed her forehead.

Touching the topic of my daughter, I failed again.

The generation gap with his daughter has increased again.

Obviously, whether you were talking about cartoons or toys before, you could have a good time.

Am I old?

Keiko Shiratori left the room in frustration.

Natsuhiko raised his head and glanced at Keiko Shiratori, turned over, and asked Shiratori to press the other side.

At the same time, he looked at his right chest.

Just now he helped Shiratori Ai and drove away the girl who showed his forehead, and something flowed out of Shiratori Ai's body, which was absorbed into his body by the spiritual touch.

It was a bunch of points of light.

The quantity is about the output of 12 hours of glass.

The points of light were a little restless, Xia Yan closed his eyes, and followed the feeling, compressing the points of light.

A moment later, a drop of glowing water appeared in Xia Yan's body.

I'm a ghost who can get out of the water now?