After a conversation, the Xicheng style was basically determined.

Xicheng Sensa is a silver-like wax gun head.

This kind of little girl often looks at the train running with her mouth full on the surface, but in fact, if you really let her go, she immediately shrank her head and became a turtle.

"Sleep."

Dragged Sensa's futon away from his own, and Xicheng greeted her.

"Are you really not coming?"

It seems that he sensed that Xicheng Shi really didn't have that mind, and Xicheng Qiansha, the silver-like wax gun head, actually came to the spirit again, and began to reach out to Xicheng style to move his hands and feet.

"..."Xicheng style.

Feeling the movement of Nishiro Sensa, Nishijo-style eyebrows raised.

This thing really likes to jump in a minefield.

It's also the object of Xicheng style, with superb pressure gun skills, and if it were other boys, he would have coaxed her to bed a long time ago.

However, he always allows the other party to attack and is beaten himself, which is completely inconsistent with the style of Xicheng.

He simply pinched the palm of Chisa Nishijo's touch, and then pressed her backhand to the ground with a surprised 'ah' sound.

Goo-Du –

At this moment, Nishiro Qiansha was completely panicked.

Don't look at her dishonest mouth and hands on the surface, but in fact, she has no experience at all, and she subconsciously didn't control her hands when she reached out to tease just now.

As a result, when she was knocked to the ground by the West Castle style, she realized that she seemed to have played with fire.

Sensa Nishiro took a deep breath and immediately closed her eyes, lying down like a piece of meat on a chopping board that was slaughtered in the Nishiro style.

Then she heard a rustling sound.

The sound alone was enough to make her think about it.

Then she felt Xicheng pick her up directly and put her on the soft futon.

Goo...

The act of swallowing saliva didn't know if it could relieve the tension, but she was now sure that she was so nervous.

His hands and feet were weak, and his body was even tighter and he didn't dare to move.

Click.

The sound of the lights off sounded.

Xicheng Qiansha understands in her heart.

Now it's time for the main event.

I heard that boys are ugly down there, what kind of thing is it?

If it's too ugly, then you can't laugh out loud, so as not to hit Xicheng's self-confidence.

She was still thinking nonsense over there, and she kept her eyes closed and didn't even dare to make a sound.

And so it went on for a long time.

It's been a long time.

Chisa Nishijo felt that more than an hour had passed.

But except for the sound of the lights off at the beginning, until now, there has been no movement at all.

What's going on?

Chisa Nishijo couldn't help but think about it.

But she didn't move.

It felt like another half an hour had passed—

Chisa Nishijo couldn't help it.

She opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is the Japanese-style room roof.

With the lights off, the Japanese-style room is dark, but it's not particularly dark.

After all, although the moonlight is a little blocked by the paper door of the Japanese room, there will still be some moonlight cast on the paper door.

Although this meager light is not enough to make people see too clearly, it is enough for Nishijo Chisa to see the outline of the interior.

She tilted her head.

I just saw the Xicheng style almost two meters away from her.

At this time, Xicheng closed his eyes, and his body relaxed and relaxed rhythmically with his breathing.

He's clearly just-

I'm asleep!

Chisa Nishijo opened her mouth wide.

No???

You just fell asleep like that? Just leave me alone? Asleep?

"Wouldn't it...?" Chisa Nishijo didn't quite believe it yet.

She rolled over and came to the side of the Xicheng-style futon.

Come on, I really slept.

She didn't have to observe at all.

Nishijo was indeed asleep.

His sleeping position wasn't particularly relaxed, though.

The position of the hands and feet, including the rate of breathing... These are all signs that he is simply in a light sleep.

It feels like there is any disturbance in the outside world, and the lying Xicheng style can immediately turn over and subdue the other party.

But—

Chisa Nishijo is in a mixed mood right now.

First, she was a little relieved, after all, she was a silver-like wax lance, and if Xicheng was not in a hurry, she wouldn't have to be in such a hurry.

The second is that she has some resentment.

I look okay anyway, and my figure is good, why doesn't Xicheng do anything to himself?

She glanced at Xicheng with resentment, and sighed again.

Does anyone do that?

No way?!

There's a young girl who looks okay alone... This is not something that ordinary people can do at all.

If Xicheng knew her thoughts, he would probably shake his head.

It's too hard to serve.

I felt too fast when I touched it, and I felt that I ignored the charm of her woman if I didn't touch it.

There's no one standard answer anyway.

Maybe that's a girl's heart.

There is no standard answer.

......

As soon as seven o'clock arrived, Xicheng Shi opened his eyes.

He stood up calmly, and just turned his head to see Chisa Nishijo sitting next to him.

"You're up so early."

Xicheng style said hello.

“......”

Chisa Nishijo didn't reply.

She got up early! She didn't sleep at all!

That kind of thing happened last night, and Sensa Nishijo could be said to be turning over and over on the futon, as if there was fire on the futon and it was hot.

I don't say that I have dark circles on my face, but I can see that I am haggard and haggard.

Of course, the Xicheng style can also be seen.

But he didn't break it, and pulled the topic away and said, "Let's go eat." ”

"Okay."

Sensa Nishijo nodded.

After meditating all night, she was also a little hungry.

The two of them went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and then walked to the dining room together.

The food of the Xicheng family is okay, not to mention that there are different patterns every day, but it is commendable in terms of taste.

At least it's in line with the appetite of the West Side.

"Do you still have any impressions of what you said earlier, Shunhei Nishijo, Miss Sensa? I want to know a few things about him. ”

Fill the stomach simply, while drinking the soup to eliminate food, Xicheng asked Xicheng Chisa.

"Ahh Xicheng Qiansha's face sank a little: "Just call me Qiansha." ”

After getting the nod from Nishijo, Chisa Nishiro began to tell about Shunhei Nishijo.

"Xicheng Shunping itself is a substitute for you."

Chisa Saijo took a sip of soup and continued with her head sideways: "Generally speaking, the head of the Xicheng family is selected in advance, and you are the head of the family selected by the Xicheng family... That is, the body provider of the secret method of soul transfer. ”

"After you disappeared from the ancient shrine a year ago, there was naturally some turmoil in the Xicheng family, after all, you disappeared as the object of the soul transfer secret method."

Xicheng listened and nodded.

As the successor of the Xicheng style of disappearance, of course, it will make some waves in the Xicheng family.

"At that time, I offered a candidate to the head of the family, and that candidate was Xicheng Shunping."

Xicheng Qiansha continued: "Originally, if you don't go back to Xicheng's house, then Xicheng Shunping will take over the Xicheng family as the new head of the family on the bright side. But in fact, many people know that he is just an object exchanged by the secret method of soul transfer. ”

"Does Shunhei Nishijo know that his body will be occupied by Sukeichi Saijo?"

Xicheng asked rhetorically.

"He doesn't know." Nishijo Chisa shook her head: "He was chosen halfway, and Nishijo Kaichi didn't really like him, but he really had no choice but to choose." ”

"Because of this, in fact, Xicheng Shunping is actually very hostile to Ah Shi, he thinks he is qualified to be the head of the family, but your arrival is in his way."

After saying the things related to Xicheng Shunping in one breath, Xicheng Qiansha smoothed down and drank all the miso soup in her hand.

"Really...?" Nishijo touched his chin.

He understood the situation.

On the surface, Nishijo Shunhei was hostile to him, and secretly, Nishijo Sukeichi quietly stared at his body.

"You said before, I seem to have been arranged by Nishijo Sukeichi to fight with Nishijo Shunhei?"

Xicheng asked, this big and small are really operational, one stares at the position of the head of the family, and the other stares at him.

"That's why I asked you to leave early."

Chisa Nishijo put down the dishes and chopsticks neatly, today's food was good, but she was not in the mood to eat too much.

The reason is also very simple -

"Today, Xicheng Suke is estimated to let Xicheng Shunping test the bottom."

“......”

Sensa Nishijo's explanation didn't make Nishijo-shiki's mood fluctuate much.

According to her explanation earlier, Xicheng Shunping's death is a seven mantra.

It doesn't take much effort to solve him.

Then the most critical thing is really Nishijo Jieyi.

He reached the level of the Ten Imperial Spells as early as his sixties, and then stumbled and spent several years stabilizing his strength, and he has been stuck in the Ten Imperial Charms until today.

Of course, Nishijo Kaichi wanted a body with better talent, and once again launched an attack on the ethereal eleven imperial spells.

But he himself has long controlled everything in the Xicheng family, and as a dictator, in fact, people's hearts have long been scattered.

If Xicheng can solve him, it is estimated that many people will applaud.

After all, a long-standing dictator and a younger, more manageable head of the house... They definitely chose the latter.

And the Xicheng style is not an outsider in their eyes, since it is a member of the Xicheng family, it is easier to master.

After figuring out this relationship, of course, you can understand why no one in the Xicheng family has made any tricks against Xicheng now.

On the one hand, these people hope that the Xicheng style can solve the Xicheng Jieyi, but on the other hand, they are unwilling to start, so they adopt this tacit attitude.

"Ahh

Suzu Nishijo and Aiko Saijo suddenly came in from outside the door.

"The head of the family asked us to inform you and let you go to the main house now."

The two of them really didn't know what was going on, they just thought that it was Xicheng Suke, so they were happy for Xicheng style.

However, Nishijo-style knows Nishijo Kaichi's careful thoughts.

If you refuse here, Xicheng Ling and Xicheng Aiko will inevitably worry about Xicheng.

After all, Xicheng Shi is not the head of the house.

If you disobey the order of the head of the family now, it will definitely be a contradiction with Xicheng Suke.

"I see, I'll go right away."

Xicheng Shi said, he didn't want the two nurses of the original owner to worry.

Sensa Nishijo is not stupid, she naturally understands the meaning of Nishijo style, she smiled at Suzu Nishijo and Aiko Nishiro and nodded, signaling them not to worry.

These two nurses are Xicheng-style relatives in the world, and there is absolutely no problem in taking them down.

The two men got up and walked towards the main house.

Five minutes passed.

Nishijo Shiki, along with Nishijo Chisa, stood in front of the main house.

The same people, the same road, but standing in front of the door of the main house again, Xicheng's mood is a little different.

Maybe it's because Xicheng has now gradually figured out the situation of the Xicheng family, and it won't be as confused as it was at the beginning.

He simply opened the door and entered the main house.

It could be seen that someone had just left in this main house.

There were still teacups on the table, and no one was cleaning them up.

For the time being, Nishijo didn't understand what Nishijo meant by this gesture, but he wouldn't cower in front of an eighty-year-old man.

He sat down directly with Sensa Nishijo, his back straight.

"I think you should know why I called you over this time."

As soon as Nishijo raised his old eyes, the wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together.

He wanted to make a pleasant expression, but because of the perennial suppression of the Xicheng family, he had long forgotten how an ordinary old man should be pleasant.

"I want you to give up your body on your own initiative."

Nishijo Sukeichi stretched out his withered hand and continued.

"It can't be."

Xicheng replied decisively, this old man is dreaming.

Giving up his body is equivalent to letting him die.

Who will agree to such conditions? Fools?

"......" Saijosuke turned to look at Chisa Nishijo, "Chisa, you still chose his side?" ”

This 'he' is clearly referring to the Xicheng style.

The meaning of Saishiro Jieyi is actually simple and easy to understand, it is nothing more than asking Nishijo Qiansa whether he betrayed himself.

"I've always been on the Arabic side."

Xicheng Qiansha's tone was flat, and her voice did not change at all.

The reason why she helps with things under Nishijosuke is nothing more than the hope that Nishijo-style can get rid of the result of being transferred by the soul.

But now that it has completely collapsed, she has no need to continue to save face for Xicheng Sukeichi.

But until then—

"Family master, Xicheng Shunping's body is actually good, why do you have to be attached to A-style body?"

Nishijo Chisa still couldn't hold back, and reasoned with Nishijo Sukeichi.

"Xicheng Shunping?"

The name made Nishijosuke laugh dryly.

He laughed in a deep voice, with a sneer.

Then Nishijosuke shook his head.

"Shunping can't do it... Although he is already a good talent with seven imperial spells now, his talent can't reach the eleventh imperial spell at all, or even after the eleventh imperial spell..."

"Do you mean that the body of the A-style is fine?"

Nishijo Qiansa frowned, she wanted to persuade Nishijo Kaichi, but before she could speak, Nishijo Kaichi had already taken the initiative to explain:

"Xicheng Shunping has always been a substitute for Xicheng, and this has not changed."

He raised his fingers tremblingly, looking like a dying old man, but his hoarse and twisted voice suddenly seemed to be rejuvenated:

"I'm still wondering if Xicheng-style talent can reach the level of the Eleventh Imperial Spell... But now I'm pretty much sure... His body has a high probability of allowing me to reach the Eleventh Imperial Spell! ”

His words were unequivocal.

It sounds unmistakable.

But this attitude also represents the relationship between him and Xicheng... It's been completely collapsed.