"My Arnold, are you alright, just call if you're okay. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Farrar was holding a large dog that had fainted in his arms.

"I didn't kill it, you cry. ”

Kira calmly ate the delicate little cake on a small plate, and spoke by the way.

Jira did seem to be cruel to her dog before, but in fact, she hadn't used all her strength, just to teach this murderous dog a profound lesson.

If you use all your strength, I'm afraid this dog's head can be shot in the head with just one punch.

Kira, who is known as a man of strange powers, is not blown.

"It's time to tell me about the origin of this dog, I don't think it can be an ordinary dog. ”

Kira took a bite of the cake on the fork and looked at Farrar and said.

"Alas~, I can't hide anything from you, Arnold is indeed not an ordinary dog, he is my good brother, I want to ...... at the beginning"

"Getting to the point. ”

Kira's fork tapped impatiently on the smooth plate.

Farrar coughed in embarrassment.

"Ahem, Arnold is our family's invention many years ago, a half-machine, half-flesh creature that combines our family's technology. ”

“......”

“......”

"Huh?

There was silence for a while, and the tip of the fork that Kira deftly rotated between her fingers emitted a frightening cold light from time to time, and that smile seemed to say that you fucking tease me, looking for a feeling of death.

"Eh, what's that, I can't say more about the rest, because it involves the core secrets of the family, please forgive me, haha......"

Farrar laughed, and suddenly a shiny fork flew across his cheek, which couldn't help but make him stop laughing, and broke out in a cold sweat, and stuck it in the wall not far behind, almost half of the fork's body was buried in the wall, and the strength was undoubted.

Kira was still holding a plate in her hand, and she was spinning the disc on her outstretched fingers in a movement that was difficult for ordinary people to do, and the original cake was swallowed by herself, her cheeks bulging.

What does this mean? Anyone who knows Kira knows it.

If you don't say it, what I mean by letting you eat the plate, that's what Kira wants to express.

After swallowing the cake, Kira spoke.

"What about functionality? This shouldn't be a very core issue, but it should be said. ”

"This, I think it should be possible. ”

Farlar said in a frightened voice, recalling the consequences of making Kira angry before, being thrown over the shoulder by the kid who was less than his waist, smashing the hard, and then being forced into the mouth by him to stuff the plate with horrible memories.

I don't want to admit it, but it's a fact, Kira was a demon at that time. (Actually, it's only when I die.) ）

"Really, if I had said that earlier, I wouldn't have had to throw my fork and I'd have eaten the cake in one bite. ”

Kira's fingers spin small discs in a difficult way.

Is......... I'm sorry, but could you please put away the plate first?

"Arnold just has a similar function like that kind of magic props that can be stored, and on the basis of this storage, some damage weapons are added, by the way, those guys have also added communication functions to Arnold recently, Arnold is such a multi-functional cyborg creature, except for the table I made, the rest are all family members help me. ”

"I'd like to ask if you got those things out of this dog. ”

Kira herself seemed to understand something that could not be ignored, and her eyes looked at Barrett, the glasses brother beside her, who was contemplative.

"yes, out of its mouth. ”

Farlar himself said bluntly, grinning, and a long stream of saliva dripped from the mouth of the big dog who fainted in his arms, but he didn't mind at all.

Kira heard the sound of heartbreak coming from beside her, and observed a second of silence for Barrit.

"That is, under the juice that was drunk was taken out of its mouth, was it. ”

Barrett silently stood up from the couch with gritted teeth, his reflective glasses unable to see his own eyes.

"yes. ”

Farrar replied stupidly with the big unconscious dog in his arms, and he didn't seem to realize the importance of the problem.

"Smack!" "Smack!" in one go, unable to see the movements, the incredibly intact small plate sunken into Falar's cheek.

The beater, Falar, was lying on the couch in a coma, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, with a sunken plate on his face.

The murderer who did all this raised his eyes, sat back in his place solemnly, and raised Erlang's feet, domineering and leaking.

However, handsome for only three seconds, because the raised Erlang leg was not standard enough, plus I was not careful, ignoring the surrounding situation, the leg that was raised, that is, the shoe I was wearing, accidentally touched the Lord Kira next to me.

"I'm sorry!!"

Barrett was directly instigated, and hurriedly patted the position of Kira's arm with his hand.

Although there was no trace of dirt on Kira's touched arm, fear, fear, was still a privilege exclusive to Barrett and others, after all, no one wanted to become a star in the sky.

As a victim, Kira herself sat calmly in place, her expression was still indifferent, and she wouldn't care about this kind of thing, but Barrett was more and more scared because of this.

A famous quote flashed, and beneath the quiet surface, it may be an illusion before the storm!

"Hey, Cosimo, your hands are all right. ”

Kira suddenly said to the person on the couch in front of her.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay, how could this kind of pet hurt me. ”

Cosimo was stunned, then stretched out his bitten hand and said.

Kira looked at his hand, the bite should be in the wrist area, that is to say, I was bitten by the dog to the entire palm, so the tooth marks should appear very clearly on the wrist, look at the faint wound on my wrist, not even blood came out, it seems that there is no injury at all.

Kira sighed helplessly.

Since you don't get hurt, call you a big-headed ghost, crazy.

Ahh

Mistress Kira has already begun to hatch a shocking conspiracy in her mind......

"Morris, tell that fool of Farrar to get up, it's time to start the game. ”

"Oh, wake up, Farral, Farar......"

Maurice pulled out the plate with Falar's cheeks sunken and patted his face anxiously, calling out his name.