Chew.

Chew chew chew.

The White Mist Miko walked on the road.

Her hands held the butter wrapper wrapped in the doughnut, and her little mouth chewed quickly.

Cheeks twitch up and down.

She held the doughnut and bit like a big hamster gnawing on melon seeds.

The White Mist Divine Son sighed a little in his heart.

The doughnuts in front of the station were so delicious.

She can eat more than a dozen big donuts like this alone!

After eating this doughnut, the white mist god sucked his white fingers unsatisfied, and then looked at the young man in front of him who walked silently without saying a word.

This person is in the same class as herself, and she has no communication with Xicheng on weekdays.

To be more precise, Hakumi Miko doesn't have much interaction with her classmates - she's just a lone ranger.

But although the White Mist Divine Child is a lone ranger, she also knows that it is not good to walk with the boys at night.

You must know that she is also beautiful, and she also has the title of 'Ice Sculpture Beauty' in private.

If Nishigi is a badass...

But...

The white mist miko touched his stomach, and thought of the sweet taste of the doughnut just now-

She hesitated for a moment before shaking her head.

People who can buy themselves such delicious doughnuts don't look like bad guys.

And if it weren't for Xicheng's rush over to get rid of that monster, he might have to be eaten clean.

Xicheng should be a good person, and he is also his own savior.

Maybe he can buy himself doughnuts every day in the future!

Then this is a good person who can buy himself a doughnut to eat, and a lifesaver to take.

After analyzing the faction in his mind, the White Mist Divine Son gave a definition of the Xicheng style.

Just as she was thinking, Xicheng Shi, who was walking in front, suddenly asked:

"Doesn't it hurt?"

He turned his head sideways and glanced at the White Mist Divine Son.

Most of the body of the White Mist Divine Son, which had been bitten to pieces, had completely recovered to its original state, and there was not a single scar visible on the surface.

As for the torn laundry... Fortunately, Bai Mist Shenzi is only 1.65 meters tall, and the Xicheng-style coat of 1.79 meters tall is enough to cover her upper body and a third of her lower body.

"Does it hurt?" The White Mist Divine Child was stunned, and she thought for a while before nodding and replying, "It hurts." ”

Seeing that Xicheng Shi seemed to have a look of disbelief, the White Mist Divine Son also explained a few sentences slightly:

"It hurts. It also hurts when I put my right foot back! ”

It's not her kidding.

The moment she was bitten, she felt a sharp pain.

But soon she lost consciousness and 'died', so she didn't know what happened after that.

And then to the back of the West Side, she put her thighs back... That pain... Thanks to what she had experienced before, she would have cried out in pain.

"Really?" Xicheng Shi looked at the white mist god son's face that did not fluctuate from beginning to end, and his eyes flickered.

Obviously, that kind of resilience is definitely not something that ordinary humans can have.

But when Xicheng used the black qi attached to his eyes to look at the White Mist Divine Son, he couldn't see anything abnormal about the other party.

Nishijo-style rubbed his fingers.

He thought of a question that had been bothering him for a long time-

Why did the original owner enter Keihoku High School?

Right now... There seems to be a clear answer.

Xicheng slanted a glance at the White Mist Miko.

The original owner entered Jingbei High School, maybe it was for the sake of the White Mist Divine Son.

There are so many schools, the original owner happened to enter Jingbei High School, and he happened to be in the same class as the White Mist Divine Son, and in the end, the White Misty Divine Son in the same class also happened to have the ability to come back from the dead...

So much just right...?

Is that still just right?

Dead.

This ability...

It's definitely worth diving into Kyokhoku by the original owner.

"If there's anything you want to ask, just ask."

The White Mist Shenzi made a small face: "You are my life-saving benefactor, I really want to repay the favor." ”

When she spoke, she was cold, not like she was repaying her kindness, but like asking for sin.

But this was by no means the original wish of the White Mist Divine Son—she wanted to smile sweetly at the Xicheng style.

But she tried hard several times, her eyelids were pressed down, the corners of her mouth were pulled up and down, and she couldn't laugh, so she had no choice but to give up.

But Xicheng doesn't care.

He took out the key, opened the door, and said in a steady voice:

"Please come in, there might be some chaos in the room."

"Excuse me."

The White Mist Miko bowed his head in response, followed behind Xicheng Shi, and entered the rental room.

Prepare slippers, pour tea, and sit down.

After all this work was completed, Xicheng Shi asked, "Do you want to call your family?" ”

He did have a lot of questions he wanted to ask the White Mist Miko, but it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and if he didn't inform the other party's family, maybe a police officer would visit this rental room later.

Xicheng didn't want to be accused of abducting a female high school student to go home.

"If you can."

The White Mist Mitsuko nodded lightly.

Under Xicheng's gaze, the White Mist Miko took out his mobile phone from his bloodstained and dusty student bag.

That's right, she used the gesture of 'holding' out her phone.

And the sitting posture of the White Mist Miko is also very standard.

The back is straight, and the gaze always stays on the Xicheng-style face, showing a very cultured side.

Coupled with her weak appearance of holding her mobile phone in both hands and speaking softly, she really has a feeling of being a famous lady.

"Well, I'll probably go back later."

"Okay, aunt, good night."

After saying these words, the White Mist Divine Son clumsily hung up the mobile phone call.

Xicheng took the other party's series of actions into his eyes, and his mind floated.

However, he didn't speak, just waited for the White Mist Miko to stuff the phone back into his bag.

"It's okay, Nishijo-san. I've kept you waiting. If there is anything you want to ask, please let us know. The White Mist Miko turned his gaze back to the West Castle style.

"Then I'll be respectful and obey."

Xicheng-style mouth is polite, but when the right to speak is transferred to him:

"Why did you come back from the dead?"

Straightforward and unrelenting.

Xicheng was still polite one second, and the next second he asked such a straightforward question, which made Bai Mist Shenzi also stunned.

She had long known that Xicheng was going to ask this question, and she had figured out how to answer it.

But shouldn't you ask some trivial questions at the beginning before getting into the topic?

How did you get to the West Side and get straight to the point?

"I don't like to talk too much nonsense, so I went straight to the question I wanted to ask."

Seeing that the White Mist Shenzi was stunned, Xicheng added a sentence.

As an aspiring young man in the 21st century, he probably knows how those Japanese-style villains failed.

It's nothing more than a lot of nagging.

It is neither steady, but also procrastinating.

But Xicheng is not that kind of person, he prefers to go straight to the point rather than nagging.

Not to mention that he has been intriguing with the 'air' and nagging too many times in the past two days.

He's tired too...

In the same way, he also wanted to know if the White Mist Divine Son would answer truthfully.

You must know that this is a secret involving 'immortality and resurrection'.

How about the White Mist Divine Son... They should be hiding some facts, right?

Xicheng thought about it, secretly amplified his perception, and observed the fluctuations of the expression of the White Mist Divine Son.

This is about the original owner infiltrating Jingbei... It may even be the cause of death, and he had to be careful.

Under Xicheng-style observation, the White Mist Divine Son spoke as usual with a straight face:

"Please don't worry, Saishi-san. You saved my life, and I'll definitely answer your questions. ”

The White Mist Divine Son is not stupid, on the contrary, she is also very smart.

Although there may be some minor problems in terms of emotional intelligence, she is by no means inferior to anyone when it comes to observing words and feelings.

She was keenly aware of the Westside-style vigilance.

"As the eldest daughter of the White Mist family, I can't ignore my kindness."

The White Mist Divine Son took a straight posture and said in a calm tone:

"This is my reserve as the eldest daughter."

Of course.

The "donut good guy" of the West Side style also accounts for a small part of the reason.