From the mouth of Ryoko Okano, Nishiki Shiki also learned the difference between the Eternal Festival and the Koji Society.

The scale of the Eternal Festival is smaller than that of the Koji Society, and due to the attitude and way of doing things, the Gojinkai and the police have already mastered the location of most of the strongholds of the Eternal Festival.

In other words, as long as the White Mist Chrysalis and the White Mist Mizuko are protected within the time that the Imperial God Society has resolved the Eternal Sacrifice Meeting, it is equivalent to a Xicheng-style victory.

"But is it really going that well..."

Xicheng exhaled, his thoughts sinking slightly.

He always felt that things would not be so easy to solve.

It is worth mentioning that both the White Mist Divine Son and the West Castle Style temporarily asked for a long vacation from the school, and as a substitute for killing time-

Nishijo looked up at the other side of the couch.

At this time, the White Mist Miko was sitting in the right position of the sofa, staring at the Xicheng style with a pair of big eyes.

More precisely, staring at the fried chicken bento in his hand.

This bento is very cheap, and because there are no vegetables, it is very cheap, only a few hundred yen.

The portion is not much, but it is easy to eat, and it can be eaten in the microwave oven, which is not as good as the food made by Rina Asakawa and is one of the least favorite things in the Nishijo style.

But in this kind of time when Rina Asakawa needs to go to class, this becomes the only thing in the Nishijo-style Noh stomach.

"That's what you usually eat? Shiki-kun? ”

White Mist Miko's face was strained, but the surprise in her words could be clearly heard.

"I don't usually cook at home because it's too much of a waste of time, and the things I make are not delicious, so I go out to eat when I have time, and buy fast food when I don't have time."

Xicheng slanted a glance at the White Mist Miko, and unconcernedly put the fried chicken nuggets into his mouth.

This time, the salt taste of the fried chicken nuggets is light again.

Xicheng Shi frowned, and swallowed it a little helplessly.

His appetite was completely fed by the little girl Rina Asakawa.

You must know that he used to eat this bento basically without any problems.

Just as Xicheng Shi was planning to solve the bento by dividing it by two, the white mist god next to him was interested:

"Doesn't Shiki-kun know how to cook?!"

There was indescribable joy in her voice.

"Hmm."

Although I don't know why the White Mist Divine Son is so happy, this is not something that can be deliberately concealed.

Xicheng graciously admitted.

"Then I can cook for you!"

The White Mist Miko patted his chest hard, and there was an indescribable justification in his voice: "I'm also idle anyway." ”

She leaned forward, her hands propped up on the table, her big eyes moisturized, as if she could seep water: "With my help, you can solve the problem of eating." ”

"So what is your real purpose?"

Xicheng Shi took a sip of water and asked calmly.

"This is my new idea!"

The White Mist Divine Son stretched out a finger with a serious face:

"There's something like that in the novels I've read. As long as you grab a man's stomach, it is equivalent to putting a dog chain around a man's neck, which can easily increase the favorability! ”

"Of course, the most important thing is that I'm too idle!"

The White Mist Divine Son crossed his waist and stood tall, and he was right.

What kind of novel is this thing reading?

The West Side style is really a little curious.

He usually sees the other party pinching a small yellow text to read, but he doesn't know what kind of novel the other party is reading.

But just listen to what she says... It's not a serious novel.

But since the White Mist Miko has said so, she must be very confident in her cooking skills, so it doesn't matter if she tries it.

"There's leftover ingredients in the fridge."

Nishijo pointed to the refrigerator.

"I'll go take a look!"

The White Mist Miko immediately stood up from the couch.

While she was checking the refrigerator, Xicheng Shi also asked while confirming the time of tonight's regular meeting of the Guangji Society:

"Have your aunt and the Gangye police found a place around here where two people can live?"

"I haven't found a suitable place yet, but it shouldn't be long, and the precious things at home should be sealed today, and the rest is a suitable place to live."

The White Mist Divine Son said sideways, his face full of calm.

Xicheng looked at her with this expression, and asked a little bit:

"Don't you have any ideas?"

"Thoughts? What's the idea? The White Mist Miko tilted his head in disbelief.

"I wanted you to move out of Minato's excellent living environment and move to Adachi Ward, and the school took a long vacation for a while, and the stable life was completely broken, so I wanted to ask you if you had any ideas."

"Ahh Shiki-kun is talking about this. ”

The White Mist Shenzi washed the vegetables, and his voice didn't change much: "There's nothing to say." And I also know that I have caused trouble to you, and it would be too capricious to express my dissatisfaction in this situation. ”

"And..."

The White Mist Divine Son raised his head and looked at the Xicheng style seriously:

"I'm very grateful to Shiki-kun, really grateful to Shiki-kun. If Shiki-kun wasn't there, I'd definitely be locked up in a small black room, right? ”

She took a deep breath and placed her slender palm on her chest.

When she knew that she might be locked up in a small dark room, her feelings were very complicated.

Living alone in a cramped room, she shuddered just thinking about it.

The White Mist Divine Son is not afraid of death, but if she wants to die of old age alone in a small dark room, it will be completely unacceptable to her.

So when Xicheng Shi stood up and said that he was willing to protect her from the white mist chrysalis... For the first time, the White Mist Miko, who had been living outside for many years, had the feeling of 'rooting' somewhere.

After this feeling spread, she only felt itchy in her heart—as if she had been scratched by a cat.

Thinking of this, the White Mist Shenzi steadied the kitchen knife and said to Xicheng seriously:

"So rest assured! Shiki-kun! If you want to pursue my aunt, go for it! Don't look at her like this, she's not married yet! ”

"I'll cheer you on! I can tell you all the information about my aunt if I know it. ”

The White Mist Mitsuko clenched his fists and waved them vigorously.

Belch...

Xicheng Shi felt that he could understand the previous content, but the more Bai Mist Shenzi said it later, the more he frowned.

I can understand every character and every syllable spoken by the misty gods, but how can I be completely confused when I can form a complete sentence?

And this way of speaking... Should it be said that it is worthy of gathering like things?

Xicheng rubbed his eyebrows.

The white mist chrysalis wants to sell the white mist god as his wife.

The White Mist Shenzi backhanded and wanted to sell the White Mist Chrysalis as his wife.

But in fact...

Xicheng Shi didn't care about this at all.

He lowered his head and scanned the message coming from the Radiant Masonic Society, and spoke:

"If you talk any more nonsense, I'll kick you out."

"Hey, hey."

The White Mist Divine Son laughed twice and didn't continue to mention it.

Anyway, it's just a boy pretending to be serious!

She often sees it in novels.

Anyway, she has already finished speaking, as long as Xicheng wants the information of Aunt Chrysalis, she will shake it all out.

This is how she repays the favor of the White Mist Divine Son!