"I'm so tired...... Sure enough, being a salted fish is more suitable for me. ”

Youmeng shook her somewhat sore arm bitterly, and looked at the black vortex slowly spinning in front of her with a desperate face.

"It's been so long, why hasn't the ban been lifted yet!"

She felt as if she had been swinging the salted fish spurt in front of the black curtain wall for more than half a month, but the sign next to it that recorded the number of effective strikes was only at the position (8/200), and it was still a long way from completing 200 effective punches.

"Ahem, Ahem, Youmeng, it's actually only been ten minutes."

Unable to bear the wailing of a certain salted fish girl, Arthur, who was standing aside with a swollen face, hesitated for a moment, cautiously pointed to a small light curtain next to the recorder, and added.

"And, in that time, you've only thrown 27 punches in total."

"Is it less than a third effective?! That is, I'm going to hammer at this place stupidly at least 600 times?! ”

Following Arthur's instructions, Yumo glanced at the light curtain panel, and effortlessly calculated the number of punches she needed to complete to break through the [Battle Vortex].

However, if you don't show up in the student cafeteria on time, you will be treated as absenteeism, and you will be punished with dozens of mechanical squids + electric shocks.

When you think about it, it seems ...... Or is it better to go back to sleep first?

After that, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and there will always be a solution at that time.

glanced at the hot atmosphere on the school field, which made people feel that their eyes were about to be blinded, and the cuteness of falling into salted fish thinking felt a strong sense of incompatibility.

Without hesitation, she turned around and walked in the direction of the small warehouse where drinks and snacks were kept, and if she remembered correctly, there were also a few simple plastic folding chairs, which together would be an extremely comfortable nap spot.

It's impossible to work hard or anything in this life.

As for cooking in the canteen, she doesn't want to release pigeons, but the reality is so ruthlessly placed in front of her weak, what can she do, if she has an opinion, she has the ability to go to Sicaro!

What is the ability to bully a weak, helpless, and dreamless salted fish girl?

Anyway, when she came home from school, there were also two big guys, Antonieva and Otilia, to help escort her, and she would shrink into the warehouse and not go out to wait for rescue, and she didn't believe that the school's self-discipline machinery would be so mad that it forcibly demolished an academy's training facility.

While comforting herself like this, Youmeng happily opened the folding chairs in the warehouse side by side, and lay down comfortably, her fingers lightly touched the psionic switch on the wall, and the light in the whole room dimmed instantly, and she quickly fell asleep.

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And the other side.

In the canteen of the special department, before I knew it, the time was close to noon.

Antonieva and Otilia, who arrived at the place of work early, were sitting on the steps of the entrance to the school cafeteria, on their personal panels, less than half an hour before the start of the first official lunch, but the most important chef never appeared.

"How's it going, have you contacted Youmeng?"

Antonieva didn't know how many times she had asked this question, and judging from the list of people in the restaurant, Yumo's psionic reaction was completely healthy, and it was clear that she was not in danger, but all the communication requests were lost in the sea and there was no response.

"There was no response at all, I went and inquired. There was a teaching accident in the first year of the Department of Idiosyncrasies, and classes are suspended today. The cause of the accident seems to be that a student in a maid costume beat the whole class down before class, and then, now no one knows where she went to play. ”

Otilia shook her head, her eyes flashing with a hint of coldness, she wondered if Yumeng was planning to burn the jade and wanted to drag her and Neva-senpai into the punishment of failed mission.

Seeing that the time was about to end, Antoneva stood up helplessly, clenched his fists with some anger, sighed, and took the initiative to walk to the kitchen behind him.

"There's no way, it's really not good, I'll try. Isn't it just cooking, although it's not necessarily as delicious as Youmeng, but as long as you follow the instructions, I don't believe I can't cope with it. I don't want to be followed by a bunch of annoying autonomic machines everywhere I go. ”

"As for the little salted fish, she has to go home and sleep, right? After school tonight, we'll take care of her slowly......"

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Goo ~ deceive the corpse ~ no eunuch ~~

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