"What the hell! Failed again! ”

The man named Kozo Akizuki frantically grabbed his hair.

Throwing away the text in his hand, he looked out the window at the dim sky dyed orange by the setting sun.

He holds a Ph.D. in the Chemistry Laboratory of Peking University University, focusing on experiments related to hormone secretion.

It's a pity that he belongs to the kind of people who don't enter the stream in the academic world and the laboratory, and basically no one is willing to invest in him.

There is a rare one who is his college classmate and is currently the principal of Shengfeng College.

His purpose is to develop a special hormonal agent, and the effect is inconvenient to say.

Unfortunately, so far, a lot of money and time have been spent and there is still no significant progress.

It took a whole day to deal with those inferior test reports, and sure enough, it was inevitable that some psychological problems would arise.

"Alas......" Kozo Akizuki sighed.

Rather than expecting the illiterate thugs who couldn't read a single word to provide any insight and feedback on their experiments, he would rather go to the custom shop and experiment for himself.

But......

He looked at the lower half of his body, and his face gradually turned cold.

Impotence goes to a custom shop?

Is this fundamentally different from a eunuch going to the Qinglou?

He glanced at the experiment report on the table, then at the safe in the corner, and thought for a moment to pack up and put all the papers in his briefcase.

Since I haven't finished reading it, let's take it home and talk about it.

Five minutes later, he left his chemistry lab with his briefcase.

Hop on the train, stand in the crowded carriage, and look out the window on the door at the speeding telephone poles.

The crowd of people in the car and the hustle and bustle of young people chatting have nothing to do with him.

"Hey...... Is there really such a thing? Haha, that's funny, isn't it? ”

"That is, who has ever seen a sow line up and fall into the ditch!"

Are current middle school students so idle? Can we grasp Japan's education?

The chatter and chatter of the surrounding passengers are endless, and there is no consciousness of Japanese adults not to cause trouble to others.

Especially when you get off work and get out of school, it's really uncomfortable to be harassed like this.

Qiu Yuexiao looked behind him expressionlessly.

It's two hot girls wearing JK uniforms and wearing thick Shibuya makeup on their faces, grabbing each other's collar buttons, playing and laughing.

Akizuki Kozo retracted his gaze indifferently, even if the other party found out and looked back with a provocative look.

Boring.

What is there to say about a little girl of this age.

Her snow-white arms were exposed, and her thighs swayed brightly under the pleated skirt as the train swayed up and down.

What else?

No reaction was made when I looked at it.

Is this a physiological weakness?

Probably not, he gets up occasionally.

It can only be attributed to psychological problems.

【Shibuya Wind JK】

[Result: Failed]

Exclusion Options

Gently record a short little report on your phone.

The tram light above the head sounded again, and it was at the station again.

The train came to a slow stop with the sound of a mechanical woman's announcement.

Waiting for the door to open, Kozo Akizuki frowned and followed the crowd out of the tram.

Out of the station, he walked down the street and finally stopped at a café.

He sat on the window seat on the second floor, ordered an American latte, took out a tablet from his briefcase and put it on the table, pretending to be a polite and polite social elite.

It was dusk, the wide street outside was full of people, and this time on Friday happened to be the time when the social animals got off work, the father came home, the mother finished shopping, and the children and classmates were fighting.

Kozo Akizuki was anxious in his heart, his face was impassive, and he asked the waiter to refill cup after cup of latte, and finally saw the person he was waiting for in the time after the sun set.

A graceful woman who looks to be in her thirties with long flowing hair.

She walked slowly from the other side of the street, holding a girl in each hand, and her hair was particularly beautiful in the reflection of the light.

"It's coming!"

Kozo Akizuki slammed his spirits up.

Ellie, there's another truth, Nai.

It was a name he had heard by chance.

He smiled at the woman who always brought her children to the café once a week, and his gaze swept vaguely over the two girls.

One dressed in blonde hair with a double ponytail, blue eyes, eccentric, and delicate like a doll.

The other was as tranquil and soft as her mother, with a non-fighting temperament, with brown hair hanging straight down to her waist, inheriting her mother's blue pupils and silently observing her surroundings.

"Gollum—"

Kozo Akizuki swallowed his saliva, and the bitter taste of the remnants of the American-style latte in his mouth could not offset the inexplicable sweetness in his heart.

"That's what I'm looking for."

Pretending to be troubled by work, he supported his forehead with one hand, which was hidden by the palm, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Ellie and Marina, and his eyes were almost straight.

The second lumbar backbone unconsciously straightened up.

Looking at the figure of the mother and daughter quietly leaving, Qiu Yuexiaosan's heart was empty, he sighed, and took the tablet on the table that was pretentious and put it back in his bag again.

Reluctantly took one last look from afar.

Regretfully checking out at the front desk, walking out of the café, and looking up, the stars and moon had already occupied the sky.

"What a great day......"

Qiu Yue Xiaosan looked at the night, looked at the bright moon, sighed like a sage, thought, and slowly walked on the road home.

Then in the next second, his face was distorted, and he couldn't help but show an ugly smile, obviously still in the middle of the zebra crossing, but he bent down excitedly as if no one was around.

Sure enough, only at this time did they feel like a real man, and the moment when all the cells in their bodies were cheering and standing up, they couldn't wait to spray thin!

"The research on pheromones needs to be accelerated, and as long as it is done, everything is easy to say."

The next step is to get close to Miss Hanayoko, as long as he becomes a member of that family and lives in a house where the mother and daughter live together, he doesn't do whatever he wants?

The more I think about it, the more beautiful it becomes.

The future is as bright as the lights of the trucks you face now!

Well......

If there is a next life, Akizuki Kozo will definitely not choose to die in the middle of the zebra crossing, otherwise why would he be hit by a truck driver who can't see people clearly at night.

……

"It's like!"

Walk out of the studio and close the door.

Mr. Chihara excitedly high-fives Matsuda, the truck driver who had just crashed into him, celebrated.

"I declare that with this picture, this animation will be a god!" He said with great certainty.

I even want to give an award to the dump truck and a pennant.

Matsuda Matsuda was baffled.

He held his forehead with an ignorant face, and asked in surprise: "In the past few times, you were not like this, Qianyuan. At the beginning, I was eager to go in and supervise the theory, give more scenes and then die, or change to a better way of dying, why do you look happy today? ”

If two people are judged.

Hearing this, the boy slowly turned his head, looked suspicious, and swept Matsuda, who was looking at him with a little surprise, with a sharp gaze.

Seeing that his eyes were like torches, not at all like the filth and filth of a certain Heavenly Demon King that could not be washed and concealed at all, he didn't say anything further.

It's better for such a man to let him continue to be innocent, and things that are too dirty are not suitable for defiling him.

So Mr. Chihara just explained hatefully: "Matsuda, you just need to understand that this character deserves to die in the first place, and the more miserable the death, the better, and even I think it is too cheap to be hit by a truck and kill him......"

He thought for a moment, and then added: "It's better to arrange for him to go to prison, and then let Uncle Hei educate and educate him until he is covered in bruises, his body is incomplete, and he is crumbling." ”

Chihara had long heard that the prison despised this kind of scum who bullied women and children the most.

Matsuda gasped when he heard this.

How cruel and ruthless it is.

"As for such a deep hatred?"

"As for it, very much!" Chihara gritted his teeth, "Don't ask why." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, the deputy superintendent and Chuan Qi, who led the production of this picture, couldn't help but applaud, and said leisurely: "I didn't expect that there are also pure love warriors of the same kind, who can achieve the same radio waves as contemptible people." ”

"It's a pity that due to the age limit of animation works, too many ideas can't be fully implemented, and in the end I can only end up with a hasty truck to see them off."

Whenever he mentioned this discussion process, he was very embarrassed, and said to his colleagues that I would have had the opportunity to remake the Japanese anime version of "Chainsaw".

"Friends in the World Tree" is not impossible to pursue.

"But I'm curious, why did you add this clip on purpose?" Chihara still asked puzzled.

"Look at the current netizens, every day there is a connection between our kind of warm healing animation and that kind of dirty **." He Chuanqi held a cigarette in his hand, hating iron and not steel.

"These people who like to call "Listen to Dad" the "**" version should have been created a long time ago."