White Mist Miko is a particularly good-looking girl.

With crystal clear black eyes and delicate facial features, he eats a lot of high-calorie food every day, but his waist is flat and slender.

If it was just flat all the time, it would be okay if the chest was flat, but the few taels of meat on this little girl's chest were fully nutritious and precocious.

To have a figure, to have a face, as long as you don't make stupid mistakes, you are a big beauty.

But if you're stupid—

"My Scarf !!"

The face of the White Mist Divine Son suddenly realized, and finally thought of this matter.

Under Xicheng's gaze, she panicked and stepped to the side of the satchel.

Not only was the scarf stepped on several times, but even the mobile phone in the satchel didn't seem to be spared.

Finished.

The White Mist Miko opened his mouth, his pretty face flushed.

I thought it would be a clever idea to give away the scarf tonight.

After all, it's Christmas Eve, so it's not abrupt to give a scarf as a gift.

But who would have thought... Her plan was shattered, and everything went down the drain.

"Hey." The white mist god son pinched the scarf that was trampled on and covered with footprint stains, and sighed sadly: "Die before you are born, and the god son will be full of tears." ”

"......" Xicheng Shi stood behind her, listening to the plastic poetry of this thing, and couldn't help but shake his head.

This ice sculpture fool really thinks he is Zhuge Liang.

He stood beside the White Mist Miko and glanced at the scarf in her hand, probably knowing why the White Mist Miko had such a disappointed expression when he heard that he was leaving.

The White Mist Divine Son should have wanted to give this scarf to himself as a thank you gift, but it didn't go well with the teacher, and as soon as he went out, he met the members of the Eternal Sacrifice Society.

Xicheng thought about it, and couldn't let this little girl's hard work be in vain, so he reached out and wanted to take the scarf from her hand.

But he didn't move, and the white mist god turned his head to look at him, his little eyes were full of grievances, and his little hands were holding the scarf and refusing to let go:

"What are you doing!"

She screamed.

"This scarf is supposed to be for me, right?"

Xicheng asked rhetorically.

Uh-

The White Mist Divine Son's tone froze, and then his big black eyes closed, and he said loudly like giving up on himself:

“... It was supposed to be like this. But this scarf is no longer good! I've already died before I can get out of school! Japanese-style kun is also over! ”

“？？？” Xicheng couldn't help but look at this little girl more.

It's just a scarf, what's the matter with you acting like I'm abandoning from the beginning?

And what about your title? When have I been so close to you? Just by name?

But Xicheng didn't care, he shook his head, reached out and patted the head of the ice sculpture beauty:

"Alright, it's just a little dusty, I'll just go to the dry cleaners."

"How can this work?" The White Mist Divine Son randomly stuffed the mud-stained scarf into his satchel, and his upright face was full of seriousness: "Sending a dirty scarf to the benefactor is an unforgivable act for the White Mist family and daughter!" ”

"Really?" Xicheng looked at her serious expression, and didn't force it: "Then whatever you want." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, the White Mist Shenzi turned his head, his face full of surprise: "Don't you hold on?" ”

"Didn't you say it yourself was an unforgivable act?" Xicheng-style opening.

"Is that so?" The White Mist Divine Child was stunned, then pinched his chin with his fingers and muttered incomprehensibly:

"That's not right... It's not the same as the novels I read. It stands to reason that the heroine here stains the scarf because of some kind of frustration, and the male protagonist insists on getting the scarf no matter how the heroine refuses. ”

"Then I put on a cold look of 'isn't this what you want to give me' and left, leaving the heroine alone in the same place... This kind of plot is right. ”

Hearing this, Xicheng Shi also became a little interested: "If I really do what I did in the novel, what would you do?" ”

"Then I'm sure I'll still refuse! How is it possible to let the benefactor leave with a dirty scarf ... It hurts! ”

The White Mist Divine Son was right, and then he covered his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Shijun, why are you beating me?" And can you not hit me in the head, it will be stupid. ”

Xicheng withdrew his hand, bothering to pay attention to the ice sculpture fool, and instead looked at the other side of the street.

"Xicheng senior!"

The figure of Yayin Okano appeared on the side of the street, and she ran over excitedly as soon as she saw Nishijo-shiki, but before she could take two steps, she grabbed the ground with her face and fell to the ground hard.

"......" Xicheng style.

Fools are always around him.

......

The aftermath department restrained the five members of the Eternal Sacrifice Society on the ground and took them away.

Blood stains on the ground will also be dealt with by them.

"Report, report to the seniors of Xicheng! The aftermath department has almost taken care of everything. ”

Okayo Yayin, who had short hair, walked over,

"Senior Xicheng, I have already contacted the department in charge of the aftermath, they are in the back, and they will come over in two or three minutes."

Okayo Yayin reported one by one.

"Hmm. Then you can leave the rest to them, right? ”

Xicheng asked.

"Hmm." Okano Yayin nodded vigorously, and his face was a little hesitant.

She seemed to want to ask something, but she didn't dare to speak because she was next to Xicheng.

"What do you want to say?"

Xicheng's face was calm, and his tone was lukewarm, just right.

"Uh... I want to ask, who is this one next to the predecessors of Xicheng? ”

Okano's voice bumped, and his eyes looked at him from time to time.

Next to the West Side stood a girl.

Of course, it's not much of a problem to be a girl... But the problem is, this girl is too good-looking.

And the face is cold... It's the same feeling she usually feels like in the West Side style.

Two people standing together are simply husband and wife.

"Ahh Are you asking me about it? The girl spoke, her slender eyebrows raised, and her big black eyes turned curiously.

Seeing her like this, Miyin Gangno had a big alarm bell in her heart, and her eyes were not good.

This girl... Could it be that the seniors of Xicheng came to take over the title of her personal assistant of Gangno Miyin?

That's not going to work!

Yayin Okano glared at the other party.

This is the method that Ryoko's sister told her, according to Ryoko's sister, she used to use this trick to scare off many naughty boys who robbed her of candy.

Let her use it here!

Stare at!

Stare hard!

"Hmm...?" The White Mist Miko blinked strangely. She looked at Okano Yayin, and only thought that this short-haired sister was really cute, but she kept staring at herself with a 'soft and fluttery' gaze, which made her shrink her shoulders a little uncomfortable.

"Her situation is complicated, and I can't reveal it to you for the time being."

Okayo Miyin didn't know about the task of the White Mist Family's immortal spell, and here Xicheng Shiki couldn't reveal the relevant details to her.

So—

"I'd like to ask the Gods to help with someone who can handle this."

Xicheng-style opening.