Tip.

Pupil.

The pupil reflects the tip of the knife, and the tip of the knife engraves the pupil as soon as it touches, and even if Mito's wrist is just a slight flick, a bloody accident will happen.

"Yes, yes."

Mitsuhashi's voice trembled, and his tongue nervously secreted saliva.

But he didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, for fear that if his body shook slightly, he would stick to the switchblade.

"What's your full name?"

"Mihashi."

"Where is my hometown, and what is my mother's name?"

"Shimane Prefecture Matsumatsu Matsue, Mom, Mom's name is Mihashi Yukiko."

"Do you remember the first time you watched a small movie, and what color was your favorite?"

"Third grade? Fourth grade? Blue-blue. ”

"Where do you work?"

Since it is said that it is a legal organization, it is necessary to learn that a company or a trading company has its own decent identity, such as a certain company or such an enterprise.

No matter how dirty it is inside, at least the surface must be decently packaged.

"Nakano District Central 4-22-14, fifth, fifth floor, Zebra Financial Company."

In Tokyo, there are so-called financial companies that lease the facades of buildings along the street and have only a few or a dozen employees.

Either it is the business operated by Jidao, or it is a fraudulent company of various names, including but not limited to success speeches, telecom fraud, ......

After all, it is said to be the source of fraud in East Asia.

"It's too long to remember, do you have a business card?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Mihashi's scalp was already wet with sweat, and he pulled his business card out of his pocket with his lips shaking.

【Zebra Financial Corporation】

[Manager: Mihashi Hashi]

【Nakano-ku Chuo 4-22-14】

It looks like that.

Under a series of rapid questions and the threat of life and death with a switchblade, Mihashi's brain didn't have time to think too much before he blurted out the whole thing like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

The other two were half-kneeling on the ground and moaning, and they couldn't beat Mito Hayato with their bare hands, not to mention that Mito Hayato was still holding a switchblade in his hand.

Putting away the business card, Mito Hayato pressed back the switchblade: "Get out." ”

The embarrassed dark gold trio staggered up from the ground, and the members of the Extreme Dao were not brainless people, after being easily and comfortably picked by three, they also understood that the guy in front of them was not easy to mess with, and they didn't leave any cruel words without brains.

Leaving behind the cruel words, you will only be beaten by the other party again, if you really want revenge, it is better to go back and lick the wound and make a detailed plan, Yakuzha also depends on his brain.

People who only rely on their aggressiveness and brainlessness can't get along in the dark gold industry, and they have long been thrown into the sea by their peers or escorted to Lucia to eat.

"Keep the money."

"Hey?"

"Money in your wallet."

Isn't it a matter of course to fight monsters and explode equipment and explode game currency?

Although Mito Hayato is now a 'rich man' with 1.5 million yen in his hands, of course, the more money the better.

The three members of the dark gold organization obediently gave the money in their wallets.

It's just that what makes Mito Falma's eyes twitch is that the three members of the Yakuza only took out more than 50,000 yen from their wallets.

It's a shame for Tokyo's Gokumichi.

Watching the three of them leave the alley in embarrassment, Mito Hayabusa breathed a sigh of relief.

Even with the system in hand, the Holy Light can quickly heal non-fatal wounds, but the heart of Mito Hayato is still a little nervous with his empty hands and Yakuza who is holding a knife.

If he is stabbed in the heart, the Holy Light will not have time to save himself.

"It's okay, Lost Island-san."

Mito wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled.

Lost Island Love still holds the vegetable basket in his hand tightly, there are only a few vegetables in the basket, and it is estimated that he can only cook two or three meals.

"Mito-san......" Something choked between her chest and throat, and Koi Lost Island could clearly feel the strangeness of her body, which she hadn't felt in a long time.

The last time I felt this way was when my mother bought her a birthday cake, although the cake was very small, it was something I hadn't eaten for a long time in my memory.

What is Mito-san's full name, Naoto Mito? Smell people? Naruto? Together? Boruto?

Falato!

Mito Hayato!

A flash of inspiration flashed through Lost Island's mind, and she remembered the name of the boy in front of her.

It symbolizes the swiftness, courage and sharpness of a falcon.

"Falato!"

Hearing the lost island Koisha call out his name, Mito Hayato was suddenly startled.

Calling people by name in the Japanese context is a very intimate act.

Could it be that he has just crossed over a few days, and he is finally about to receive his first confession?

One thing to say, when he saw that the appearance of this body was just a middle-aged person, and it was not too handsome, Mito Hayato was very disappointed - there was no sense of substitution at all!

Fortunately, his gentle temperament and handsome behavior make up for the mediocrity of his appearance.

"Mito Hayato-san, you, are you injured...... Do you need to come and sit in my house? ”

Mito Hayato-san? What is this strange name? Is it the teacher who deliberately named the students who slept and dozed off in class?

"It's okay, I don't have a problem, but you're ...... Shijima-san" Mito Hayato threw the switchblade into the trash can in front of the neighbor's house, "Scared, right?" ”

"No, not at all." Half of what Lost Island said was true, she was just worried that Mito Hayato would be injured because of herself, and as for the bloody scenes, the world she saw in her eyes every day was much bloodier than fighting.

"Those guys just now, who often come to harass you?"

Dark gold, extreme way, in the eyes of ordinary people, not only are these guys not good people, but there are probably some things that are not very good about the 'ordinary people' who can be involved with these black things.

"No, no, very often, only four or five times a month...... Two or three times. ”

Mito Hayato frowned, whether it was four or five times or two or three times, it was enough to give people a headache.

"Just close the door and they'll be gone if you don't ask."

The words were easy to say, but things were certainly not that simple, and Mito Hayato couldn't imagine how humiliated she would have been if she hadn't happened to go home with Lost Island Love today.

Most of the reasons why the female students in this class are timid are also due to this factor.

"Give me the LINE number, and my phone number."

"Huh?"

"If there is such a thing in the future, you can notify me, although it may not be possible to come quickly, but ...... Something is better than nothing. ”

The conversation between the two fell into silence, and after more than ten seconds, Lost Island Ai hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

"Water, households, falcons, people." Lost Island Love is really serious like an elementary school student, spelling Mito Hayato's name in the remarks column.

LINE is equivalent to Huaguo's QQ WeChat, but this software has a great inconvenience...... When you click on the message, it will show that it has been read.

It's simply an anti-human design, and it's not working software, so why should there be a read display, which is the opposite of the design that says that I am autistic or potential autistic patients.