Chapter 133: Otherwise......
Coffee shop.
A magical place.
In urban legends, there is a legend that corresponds to a coffee shop.
Mankind? Bloodsucker? Werewolf? Taoist? Sorcerer? Enchanter? Or an angel? Demon? Or maybe it's a monster?
No one is clear.
It's just that if you can drink three cups of a certain cup of coffee in a coffee shop in a row, then the coffee shop owner who doesn't know what the main body is will help you fulfill a wish.
Of course, this is just an urban legend, and no one knows what it actually looks like.
In addition to the parties.
However, the person concerned will not talk about these things, partly because he has been subjected to Taoism and has forgotten about the coffee shop.
Others, because they are related to the coffee shop owner.
For example, Xiaolan.
Well, Xiaolan doesn't know, she's just a simple girl, not to mention whether she knows that urban legend, even if she does, she won't take it seriously, let alone associate this urban legend with Qingming's Naiheqiao Coffee Shop.
Although she knew that Qingming had helped some people who had drunk three cups of Meng Po soup coffee, she didn't think that meant anything.
In addition to Xiaolan, Suzuki Sonoko also knows.
Although Suzuki Sonoko is a little bit of a woman, she will not talk about this matter outside, and she is also afraid that Qingming will curse her or something as soon as she is unhappy, although she has not seen it herself.
But it's also a fact that her sister can't get married now.
This is her request, and Qingming has made her request a reality, which is enough to prove that Qingming has the ability.
In addition to them, Azusa Enomoto, Akane, and Gray Hara all know.
Of course, they don't talk nonsense.
There's also Ayumi who doesn't know much about these things.
The little girl doesn't know.
She just sees Qingming as a big brother, a big brother who can be approached and doesn't even mind making a little intimate move.
Except for Enomoto Zi, she is the closest person to Qingming.
Let's not talk about that.
Many people have never heard of those urban legends, and even if they did, they would not believe them.
Most of those who believe in these are naïve girls.
As an adult, you become more realistic, and you don't believe in messy, ghostly things.
But if they are cornered, perhaps they will choose to believe.
Like what......
Gray Plains mourning?
She is a researcher, or a scientist.
It stands to reason that scientists are the least of those who believe in gods and ghosts, or the least fearful of those things.
Because even if they are gods, as long as they have the opportunity, scientists dare to dissect each other for research.
But there is no God in the world.
Gray Yuan Wai also does not think that there will be gods in the world, but the existence of Taoist priests seems to be undeniable.
Qingming is a Taoist priest.
This is something that anyone who has something to do with Qingming can know.
Therefore, if she has the opportunity, she really wants to dissect Qingming, study it carefully, and see what kind of creature Qingming is.
But she didn't get a chance.
Even if there were, I wouldn't dare.
Compared to the organization, Qingming scared her even more.
Because in the face of the organization, she can still choose to escape, and in the face of Qingming, she can't escape anywhere.
Crows alone are not so easy to get rid of.
The crows are always there.
Whether it's sunny, cloudy, rainy, windy, rainy, or hail, the crows are always there.
"What a nasty existence!"
Looking at the crow standing on the telephone pole, she sighed softly.
With the presence of these crows, no matter where you go, you can feel the clear sight.
Very nasty feeling.
Although she knew, Qingming wouldn't care about her at all.
Qingming, that's a strange existence that only thinks of her when you want to play some hentai behavior.
It's annoying.
At first, I was very angry and angry.
But in the end, he just chose to forget about it and chose not to care.
Maybe just pretending not to care.
What else can I do? In the face of an existence like Qingming, she is also desperate.
However, even an existence like Qingming can occasionally do good things, such as taking her mother's tape back and giving it to her.
For this, she is very grateful to Qingming.
It's just that after that day, Qingming didn't return to the manor again, and still stayed in the coffee shop every day.
So only when you go to the coffee shop can you see Qingming.
Qingming as always.
Either flirt with Enobenzo, or play with Ayumi, don't care about her at all, in Qingming's eyes, she is simply superfluous.
However, after school, I still go to the coffee shop.
The same is true today.
Together with Ayumi and a few other children, he walked into the Nahobashi coffee shop.
There are a few customers in the shop.
Enomoto Azusa was busy, and Qingming was still sitting at the counter, flipping through the novels in his hands.
It seems like it's always that novel.
"Ernie sauce, Ernie sauce."
Ayumi called out in a sweet tone with a sweet smile.
Sometimes, Gray Yuan Ai admires her a lot, because she can't call that sweet and greasy feeling at all, although she will also call Qingming "Ernie sauce", but that's just because she can't communicate normally if she doesn't call it like this.
Even though I called, I still couldn't communicate normally.
Ayumi put her bag on the counter, walked around to the counter, climbed onto Kiyoshi's body, and sat on his lap.
The whole person shrank in Qingming's arms.
"Ernie sauce, Ernie sauce's embrace, it's so warm!"
"Really?"
Qingming put down the novel and hugged the little girl directly, as if he wanted to give her more warmth.
The mouth is still asking.
"Does it feel cold outside?"
"Well, it's really getting colder and colder lately, doesn't Ernie Sauce feel cold?"
Ayumi said so.
Straddled Qingming's legs, he didn't mind the posture that he and Qingming were almost together, and the place where the skirt blocked the invisible, simply put, the two people below the dantian, were almost together.
Although it is fat (beep ~) times through the pants.
If it's not spaced and it's really sticking together, that's the big problem.
"I'm not cold."
Qingming shook his head.
Since he became a Taoist priest and achieved certain results in his cultivation, the general temperature change has no effect on him.
Holding the little girl, the hand is a little dishonest, moving to the little girl's buttocks, and it feels fleshy to the touch.
But he spoke.
"It's going to be colder in a few days, and it's going to snow."
"Snowing?"
"Hmm."
"Is that going to be big?"
For the general behavior of Qingming sex (beep~), the little girl didn't care.
Maybe you're used to it?
"Do you want a lot of snow?"
"Because if there's a lot of snow, you'll be able to play in the snow."
"Well, let's make it bigger."
Qingming nodded.
It's going to snow, but it's just a matter of adding a little bit of material to make it bigger, which doesn't make a big deal.
Taoist priests are beings with the ability to influence the weather.
"Don't talk about that, let's play the game."
"Hmm."
“……”
The other side.
Conan, who sat down in his position, kept looking at Kiyoshi and Ayumi.
I watched it for a long time.
Then he shook his head, looked at Gray Yuanai, and asked.
"Do you think that Qingming and Ayumi are a little too close?"
"Really?"
Gray Plains looked at fashion magazines.
Out of the corner of his eye, he was aiming at Qingming and Ayumi on the counter.
They are indeed a little too close, and they don't even have basic male and female defenses, and sometimes she can't help but wonder if Qingming used some kind of magic to make Bumi like this.
However, whether it was or not, she had no way of knowing the truth.
And it's not easy to talk to Conan about such a thing, so I just act like I don't care.
"It's normal, nothing strange."
She said.
It's just that in my heart, I feel that maybe I should talk to the little girl Ayumi, and let her pay more attention to the distance between her and Qingming, otherwise I can't guarantee what Qingming will do to her.
Because Qingming, it's a hentai coming, and it's still a hentai that messes around with a little girl.