Outside the tissue lab, in an American restaurant.

Shiho Miyano picked up a cup of instant black coffee, blew on the hot air, and took a sip.

A gentle voice came from the other side:

"You two are really weird."

"Sister?"

Shiho Miyano winked cutely and looked at Akemi Miyano, who was sitting opposite, suspiciously.

Akemi Miyano smiled, pointed to her coffee and said:

"After all these years, why are you still drinking instant coffee?"

"I ......"

Shiho Miyano opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the mist rising from the coffee took her back to her kindergarten days.

That......

After a night of studying neurobiology in high spirits, she happened to see instant coffee in the classroom lounge and wanted to try the refreshing effects of caffeine without consuming junk food substitutes like non-dairy creamer.

Confused, she fell into distress and shared it with her only best friend, the guy.

The guy took the coffee from her hand without saying a word, and then handed her a small packet of ground black coffee before school.

She reacted for a while before realizing that the guy had picked out all the non-dairy creamer in the instant coffee one by one!

To this day, she doesn't know exactly how that guy did it.

Did you use a microscope?

That's not easy to operate, right?

She didn't know.

But there was no doubt that the cup of coffee, although it burned her tongue, was the best coffee in the world she had ever drunk.

…

“…… It's just getting used to it. ”

Shiho Miyano tilted his head, not daring to look into his sister's eyes.

"You, you didn't sleep all night when you came home from school that day!" Akemi Miyano smiled and took a sip of the hand-poured coffee in front of her and continued, "Do you know what this cup of coffee is called?" ”

Shiho Miyano pouted dissatisfiedly, "Coffee is just a refreshing tool for me, I'm not interested in coffee." ”

"Huh...... This cup of coffee is called Shirley. Akemi Miyano blew lightly, blowing the faint flavor of vanilla cream, and continued, "It is said that the coffee beans are fermented using sherry barrels, and although they are not precious beans, they are ...... That person's favorite. ”

"Sister!!"

"Alright, alright, you two......"

…

Wanting to reconcile the relationship between these two enemies is not an overnight thing, and Akemi Miyano knows this, so she just taps her sister lightly every time.

As the so-called boiled frog in warm water, she believes that one day, these two enemies will be able to come to their senses.

It's just that the young lady named Maolilan ......

…

"Sister! Are you listening to me? ”

"Sorry, I was thinking about something else."

Akemi Miyano came back to her senses, looked at the photo handed by Shiho, and then said unexpectedly: "This is ......"

"Cute!" Shiho Miyano pointed to the little white tiger in the photo and said, "I gave it a name, it's Goku!" ”

"Huh? Why is it called that? ”

"Shepherd...... That guy is Chinese, and if you look at the word 'Wang' on this little guy's head, is the horizontal in the middle turned inward? How much like the golden hoop on Sun Wukong's head! ”

“……”

Akemi Miyano looked at her excited sister with a complicated expression, and said after a moment: "Actually, Muyuan also asked someone to bring me a photo of this little guy, saying that I was asked to pass it on to you......"

As she spoke, Akemi Miyano lowered her head and picked up her bag, pulled out a photo from it and put it on the table.

In the photo, "Wukong" is straightened by two large hands and placed next to a tape measure, and the words written with an oil-based pen next to it - "Fur coat, today's body length is 47.1 cm." ”

Shiho Miyano: "......"

…

…

"Meow!" (It hurts!) ）

After being rubbed by Mu Yuan angrily for ten minutes, Wukong finally couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

Mu Yuan stopped what he was doing, frowned at the two black vortices on Wukong's head, and said softly:

"It's not a stain, so it's a problem, and if it's made into a coat, it should be considered a defect......

Wukong: "? ”

…

"Then, Mu Yuanjun, thank you for your hospitality for the past two days, and we will leave!"

At sunset, Moriran brought the female high school students of the karate club to say goodbye.

After a weekend of intensive training, they will also go home and school to prepare for the national karate competition for high school students over the weekend.

Mu Yuanti walked out of the Buddha hall with little Wukong, nodded lightly at Mao Lilan, and didn't say anything.

ALTHOUGH HE WANTED TO TELL MAO LILAN THAT SHE MIGHT BE AN EXTREMELY RARE MARTIAL ARTS GENIUS AND SHOULD PUT ALL HER ENERGY INTO CULTIVATION SO THAT SHE COULD HELP HIM CATCH GIN SAN AS SOON AS POSSIBLE......

But ancient books say that the more talented a martial artist is, the more he has his own martial arts, and it is difficult to gain comprehension from the guidance of others.

So Mu Yuan gave up this plan.

Of course, he doesn't understand martial arts either.

…

Mao Lilan smiled disappreciatively, she was used to Mu Yuan occasionally staring at her and falling silent, just as if it was a normal reaction of autism.

"So, little Wukong, I'm leaving!"

"Goku?"

Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment, followed Mao Lilan's line of sight, and looked at the fur coat that was held by his neck.

Wukong...... Are you calling it?

"Its name is written on the bell."

Mao Lilan smiled and waved his hand, and the figure gradually disappeared on the trail down the mountain.

Mu Yuan was silent for a moment, lifted the neck of his fur coat and looked at it for a while, blinking his eyes with some confusion.

"It's already weird...... To the point of naming your future fur coat? ”

…

…

At night, a team of staff in black suits, carrying the display case and the scaffolding used to assemble the display case, walked up to Erquan Mountain.

They are here to prepare for the exhibition the day after tomorrow.

Makito knew that this exhibition was very important to Fujiwara Wankoku.

Being able to successfully get that dream heart and hold such an exhibition that no one wants to hold is enough to show the ability of his Fujiwara family, so that he can have a head start in the next step of the remediation activities.

These careful thoughts naturally can't be hidden from unintentional people.

Mu Yuan didn't mind helping him with this little favor, but he didn't want to be designed all the time.

"Well, I'll leave it to you."

After briefly explaining the specific location of the exhibition to the foreman, Mu Yuan turned around and walked towards the woodland in the back mountain.

…

In the night sky, the song of the cuckoo echoes through the woods.

Mu Yuan turned a corner along the gentle slope of the mountain and walked all the way to the back gate of Erquan Temple, which is also the exit of 5,000 acres of woodland.

A slight "click......" sounded with a slight sound.

The cold muzzle of the Browning M1935 was pressed against Mu Yuan's temple.

"Don't move!"

Vodka with sunglasses slowly walked out of the shadows.

Mu Yuan stood in place with a calm face and said softly: "Gasan, wearing sunglasses at night is not a good habit. ”

"Huh?" Vodka was stunned for a moment, tilted his head slightly, glanced at the gap in his sunglasses, and then pouted: "Heh, I'm looking for you!" ”

Before Mu Yuan could speak, a chilling killing intent far beyond the devouring tiger instantly spread.

"Mu Yuan, you have to give me an explanation."

Holding the gin of the Boleta M92F, he slowly walked out from the other side.

At the same time, two clear red dots shone from the opposite mountain, aiming at Mu Yuan's forehead and chest, respectively.

The killing game has been completed.