The next day, Miyamoto Aito opened his eyes punctually.

I went to bed early last night and didn't play games.

Because the game is too emotionally expensive, you can buy almost ten C-level items by playing the game once.

So Aitto decided to play the game only once a week.

To save emotional value.

And reward yourself with a chance to play after each hello.

In this way, you won't be addicted to the game and won't consume too many emotional points.

A million a day and a million a week are not the same thing.

Everything must be done in moderation.

After all......

[He who cannot restrain his desires can only be called beasts.] ］

That's what the book says.

"Good morning, Daifuku, cookies, everyone." He greeted the white bears who were getting dressed next to him, the soft rolling cookies, and the silent little paper people.

In turn, he put the little paper figures into the system backpack and carried them with him.

He put on a shirt, bib pants, calf socks, shoes, and a Poirot tie.

Mostly sapphires of different colors.

It matches the color of his eyes, but they are still not as beautiful as his eyes.

It was the pupil of the sky that no more expensive gem could match.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself brushing his teeth, patted his somewhat fried hair, and only withdrew his hand when he was smooth and continued to brush his teeth.

He hung the bullet-shaped communicator around his neck and hid it in his shirt, and the other four were packed in a gift box with a few lapelties and cufflinks, and put them in his bag along with five pocket tranquilizer guns.

Daifuku also got dressed and boots, and put on a top hat.

The cookies got into the hat.

Daifuku reached for his schoolbag and led Aito downstairs with one hand.

"Good morning, Brother Tou." Before he could get downstairs, the boy couldn't wait to greet the man below.

"Early." Amuro looked back and smiled.

"Whew-h

Amuro didn't change his face, and with a smile he raised his hand and rubbed his hair.

"Sit down and eat." He said.

"Okay!" The white-haired boy sat down obediently.

"Speaking of which, is today the first day of Brother Tou's work at Poirot?" Aitto asked, looking at the man in the shirt vest.

"That's true." Amuro nodded.

"In that case......" Ato looked at Amuro.

He hasn't given Brother Tou a gift yet!

But Brother Tou gave him a bottle of wine, so he needed to return the gift.

I didn't know what to send before, but now I know

"Wait for me a little bit." The boy stood up and ran upstairs.

Amuro watched suspiciously, as he ran up to the third floor.

Ivy Crell this is ...... What to do?

It didn't take long for the boy to run down again.

"Yes, just take it as a gift for Brother Tou's first day of employment." He handed a black square box to Amuro.

"It's ......," Amuro said, opening the box.

Inside is a Poirot tie with a green gem.

The gemstone of emerald seems to reveal a valuable atmosphere.

"I feel that this tie is very suitable for Brother Tou's set." Ato smiled brightly.

"Thank you." Amuro was silent for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

After touching it, he put on his tie neatly.

There are no bugs, no signalers or locators.

Can be used.

"If only you liked it." Aitto's tone was delighted.

The giver of the gift looks happier than the person who receives the gift.

"Hurry up and eat, or you'll be late for school." Amuro reminded with a smile.

So Aitto sped up his eating.

"How's it taste?" Amuro asked, looking at the other party.

"Delicious!" The boy replied with a smile raised without hesitation.

"That's right......" Amuro smiled, but his eyes sank.

He added a lot of salt to it, intending to say that he had accidentally mistaken it for sugar if Aviclell asked.

As a result, the other party didn't ask at all, just like ......

Didn't taste the same at all.

Ivy Clear will he ...... No sense of taste, right?

Do you have a mental problem, and even your sense of taste has disappeared?

How do you raise a puppy with no sense of taste?

The other party can't taste the quality of the food at all, so naturally he won't give him extra points because the food is delicious.

But it looks ......

It seems that as long as he makes it, Avikril will appear to be delicious.

Is it because he is his so-called family?

Even if...... It doesn't matter if it's fake?

"I'm done." The boy drank a glass of milk and poured another glass, and did not put down the cup until he had drunk two glasses of milk, and said in a cheerful tone.

"Then I'll go to school." He picked up his bag and walked towards the door, picking up the soccer ball he had bought yesterday.

"Be careful on the road." Toru Amuro smiled with a caring reminder.

"Hmm!" The boy nodded vigorously and waved at him.

The back gradually disappeared in front of Amuro's eyes.

Heavy footsteps behind him were heard.

He turned back inside and found that the bear was no longer in the living room.

He was used to cleaning up.

The mechanical bear will only appear when Avikril is present.

When Avikril isn't at home, the mechanical bear hides as well.

Since he didn't know when the other party would suddenly appear, Amuro didn't dare to investigate the house.

and yesterday's underground research room.

He had taken a cursory look at it, and there was nothing worth paying attention to, but he didn't know if something important had been hidden.

So he actually really wanted to check it out by someone else.

But the elevator requires Avi Crell's fingerprint or password to turn it on.

When he sat with Daifuku yesterday, the other party had already finished entering the password.

And when he returned to the ground with Avi Crell, the other party used fingerprints.

So he can't use the elevator alone for the time being.

But as long as you live here, you will always find an opportunity.

Toru Amuro is full of confidence in himself.

……

Miyamoto Aito stepped into the gate of Teidan Elementary School with Daifuku in his arms.

I walked into the classroom of Class A of the sixth year.

"Yo, Miyamoto, good morning." Hideki sat alone in his seat, spinning his pencil boredly, as if he couldn't see anyone else, until Miyamoto Aito walked into the classroom, he stopped turning the pen and said hello to him.

"Good morning, stars, pay for your football." Miyamoto sat down next to Hideki Morishi, handed the football to Hideki Hiroshi, and then began to take out the books and tools needed for class from his school bag.

"It's just a football, and I won't care......" Hideki Zhuxing frowned, but still accepted the so-called compensation.

Put the football aside.

"It's Friday today, don't forget to go interview with the assistant after school." Zhu Xing Xiushu said with one hand supporting his chin and turning a pencil with the other.

“…… I know. Aitto nodded.

Was it yesterday Monday, today Friday?

"By the way, the tranquilizer gun and communicator are ready, do I need to show them to you now?" Aitto asked.

"Already done? It's really Miyamoto......" Hideki Shihoshi showed an excited expression that was appropriate for his age, and quickly forced his composure again.

"Ahem, show me first, as long as I think it's good, others will think it's good." He cleared his throat and said.