The birdsong in the morning is pleasant, crisp and not noisy, but everything still depends on the mood of the early riser, such as Xingjian Weibu, she just wants to jump up and pick off the bird's nest hanging in the treetops for the chirping birds.

Shiraishi smiled and looked at Hoshimi intently, there was no kindness in his eyes, Hoshimi looked left and right, waiting for an opportunity to get out, but was nailed in place by Shiraishi's increasingly harsh eyes.

Ikuta, who was originally playing with her, also decisively let go of his hand because of Shiraishi's aura, and handed over the vanguard protagonist of the battlefield to Shiraishi's hands, completely ignoring Hoshimi's fingers that tried to tug at the corner of her clothes, and only echoed Shiraishi's more questions before running to the other side to watch the battle.

Hoshimi's eyes kept wandering, and after a while, he chose to accept his fate, sighed and stepped forward with a shy face and hit Shiraishi on the shoulder, pretending to be submissive and began to beg for mercy, facing Shiraishi's iron face ruthlessly and stammeringly changed his words: "I'm not very busy these days...... Let's have a few more graces. ”

Shiraishi glanced at her obliquely, hooked his finger at her, and waited for Hoshimi to put the pink pinna in front of her with an expectant look before sticking it on and said slowly, "I'm busy, are you busy playing mahjong?" Or are you busy uppping your posts? ”

The smile on Hoshimi's face instantly stiffened like an ice cube in a cold room, and it was completely smashed by Shiraishi's ice chisel words, but she looked back and looked at each other in a daze, her cheeks rubbed against the tip of Shiraishi's nose and itched, and her ears that had been hit by Shiraishi's close breath were red and oozing blood, and for a while I didn't know if it was caused by the shame of being teased or the weakness of the heart that tried to drag.

She took half a step back, scratched her nose, stomped her foot embarrassedly, and said loudly, "I was wrong! I'll take a quick break when I'm on the bus, and I'm sure I'll be able to give it to you before the end of the camp. After saying that, he kicked the gravel at his feet in a bit of anger.

Shiraishi nodded, biting his lip and smiling, dragged his box by Hoshimi to the outermost waiting area, and then sat down with a loud bang and sulked. When he was angry, he didn't forget to search for the small notebook he carried with him from his backpack, recorded Fang Cai's tragic experience, and then tore off the paper from behind the quilt, and began to work hard to become a new generation of origami artists.

Ruoyue looked at Hoshimi's melancholy little brain melon and the big box under her buttocks, put her hand on her shoulder and asked, "I wanted to ask just now, why did you bring such a big box?" ”

The depressed Hoshimi was not in the mood to be excited about Wakatsuki's concern, so he just folded the piece of paper in his hand in a daze and said, "The box not only contains my things, but also Nanamin's, and it's not for one person to bring something related to camping." ”

Hoshimi put the origami in his hand into his pocket, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc and said, "Oh, it's all here!" She raised her hand and tapped lightly on the box, raising an eyebrow at Wakatsuki.

The buses showed up at the meeting point on time, and according to the previously divided line, the members took two buses to prepare to leave for the camp. The members were divided into four groups, Reika Sakurai's team had Hoshimi and Wakatsuki, Ikoma's team had Hashimoto, Fukagawa, and Inoue, Shiraishi's team had Takayama and Minami Hoshino, and Matsumura's team had Kakuto, Ikuta, and Manrika.

Sakurai and Ikoma shared a car, as Hoshimi's box contained the luggage she and Hashimoto shared. The first thing I did when I got on the bus was to check my belongings, and before the show was recorded, I told the members to bring something related to camping.

Takayuki Kinoshita reminded the process, his eyes swept over the small bags that the members were carrying, his eyes fell on Hoshimi's large box, and asked, "I'm curious about what Hoshimi brought, such a big box." ”

Hoshimi excitedly opened his box and quietly put Hashimoto's tether next to her first, and the tether was packed in a black pocket by her, so that it would not be exposed in advance.

"Boom!" Hoshimi took out two sets of sensor helmets, judgment vests, and matching toy guns from the box, "Awesome! Camping is all about playing! She put on her waistcoat and helmet under the same excited and expectant gaze of Rina Ikoma, and asked, "Does anyone want to try it?" Don't miss this opportunity. ”

Hashimoto quickly dodged Hoshimi's burning gaze at her, tilting his head aside to look out the window. Hoshimi's next target, Wakatsuki, also leaned his back tightly on the seat, but his eyes were extremely loose, and there were signs of response immediately.

Rina Ikoma didn't give Wakatsuki the opportunity to demonstrate, and quickly raised her hand to take off the grandfather's sun hat on her head, took it in her hand, and waved it towards Hoshimi.

Seeing that like-minded friends admired his good things so much, Hoshimi sighed towards Wakatsuki, who was once still wearing a 'fighting spirit' T-shirt, but at this time he was just as cowering as Hashimoto and didn't dare to fight, feeling sorry for the other party for missing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to experience the bloody battlefield.

She handed the hat and clothes to Ikoma, who was about to get dressed like Hoshimi when she was interrupted by the host Kinoshita laughing, "You two aren't going to play on the bus, are you?" You can't play it here. ”

Hoshimi nodded regretfully, but encouraged Ikoma to put it on: "But it doesn't affect the feeling of cultivating it now, and prepare in advance for a melee for a while!" After saying that, she handed over the red sensor gun again and said, "Yikuma, you're welcome, shoot me!" All for victory! ”

Ikoma was moved to hold the gun and looked back at Hoshimi steadfastly, "Okay, Miho! Then he nodded heavily, and without hesitation, fired a shot at Hoshimi.

Hoshimi, who had been ready for a long time and was waiting for the signal light above his head to turn on, opened his arms and looked like he was willing to die, but he didn't wait for the familiar line 'Game Over' for a long time.

"Huh? It won't be without electricity, right? I remember charging it yesterday, huh? Hoshimi watched Ikoma press the trigger on him continuously, but his equipment didn't react in the slightest, he took off his helmet in embarrassment, didn't care about his messy hair, and checked the switch and battery, which were normal.

Kinoshita seized the opportunity and sneered: "Did you break the equipment after taking such a big stance?" ”

Hashimoto couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker as he watched Hoshimi look back and forth helplessly as he looked back and forth at his waistcoat and helmet. Wakatsuki and Fukagawa helped the probe to help her check it, and put the equipment on for her to check back and forth, while Reika Sakurai was responsible for echoing Kinoshita's words and acting as a reaction to the variety show.

Ikoma looked at the sensor gun in his hand with some regret, feeling helpless for losing an interesting game, and the next second Hashimoto next to her pressed her hand, took the sensor gun, and naturally flicked the black switch on the handle of the gun, and an electronic sound sounded.

Hoshimi looked up at Hashimoto, who was looking at her funny, and realized that he was only concerned about getting clothes, and forgot to turn on the switch of the sensor gun, and knocked his head in annoyance, but in his heart he drew a stroke on the small notebook for Hashimoto who solved the problem, after all, it was because Hashimoto always knocked her head at every turn during this time, so she was knocked out of her original wit.

But before she could finish her inner monologue, Ikoma shot her head, and the signal light lit up above her head, turning red, and the ensuing "Game Over" sounded on time, as she pulled off her clothes and took them back into the box.