Unlike the hanging place in Anmei District, there is no place for the abolition of the Death Sect in Jiemen District.

The death penalty is usually carried out relatively smoothly, and the people walk in a very chic manner, only the QR code on the tombstone is left, and after scanning it, you can see that the prisoner is in the underworld as Palu.

In contrast, in the online world, when cyber ghosts are running around, of course, it is an innocent treatment to heaven, although some cyber ghosts will run to challenge the real soul game, and they play every day like going to prison, but that is also their own choice, and they can't blame anyone.

So who was the executioner of Omer?

No, no, no, you can't say that.

The defendant has been asserting that he is the victim, so we might as well see if the jury has anyone with a lawyer's badge who is warming up.

Okay, no.

And what about the plaintiffs?

Report, the plaintiff is gone!

Okay, the trial is revoked.

"I feel like I should sue everyone."

Looking at his hands that were already dangling, delicate and lovely, Xiao Zhengtai with irregular red marks on the right side of his face, sighed faintly.

The vicissitudes of life that do not match the appearance are probably the interpretation of a cigarette.

But because minors can't smoke, even if it's just an underage in appearance, it will be stared at by all women.

His cigarette case, which he had come from nowhere, was also confiscated.

"What do you say about prosecuting, too—it's too much, little snake...... Obviously, everyone is so... Kindly feeding the little snake hand-in-hand, this is how many people... I don't envy it, eh! ”

The pink-haired girl walked over and sat down with him, and then, whether intentionally or unintentionally, leaned against the boy.

Judging by the impact that he almost didn't sit down, it should have been unintentional.

After all, everyone knows the difference in weight between helping a sober person and helping a drunkard.

Judging from the details of the boy's wrinkled nose, the smell of alcohol on the girl's body was really not small, but he didn't push the other party away, but just said in a deep voice that the other party might not be able to listen to:

"You're right, I think the contemporary compulsory education of citizens should add a nursing lesson to teach people how to feed the sick correctly, instead of rushing to knock someone on the tooth with a spoon."

The death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, and even if Sunday Tranquility replaces the most laborious fleshy bone removal project, it cannot save the child's tender little hands.

Who knows, family!

The number of times he tossed the spoon this night was more than the number of times he played action games and released an air combat video!

None of my elementary school teachers ever punished me like that!

"It's not ...... Everyone... I'm nervous, hahaha..."

It seemed like he was nervous, but it was actually just a dizzy slurred speech, which made little Omer turn his head to look at the Sunday tranquility that had cleaned up the table.

Except for the underage True Machiner and the comatose halfway through, she ran away in advance, so that the former couldn't rest assured that she would go out with her, and the female ghost who seemed to be infected by Omer's face drank the least.

If you ask the reason, it's probably because there is a representative of Chiaki sitting opposite her...... The boy wasn't very curious.

As for tidying up the table right now... She was also clearly not very voluntary.

For ordinary people, the suppression of divinity is mostly manifested in different degrees of pressure, but for beings such as spirits, the effect can be greater.

Although the essence of this restraint relationship is still based on quality, and there is no lack of some newly created gods who are enslaved by evil spirits, Sunday Tranquility is obviously not able to defeat the divinity that Omer carries.

Let's wait until she's pondering the whole book of "Super Possession Strategy" and something like that (x).

If you don't have it now, you have to be obedient.

Omerdu just asked her to clean up the mess, and didn't let her carry the drunks home, which was already gentle enough.

Mature drunks will go home with a gang on their own.

But to be honest, she shouldn't be the only one who should be busy at this moment, but who made the ghost snake so determined to go to the Ten Drivers immediately.

It seems that tonight's dinner at the office has completely convinced him that he shouldn't be here.

Little Omer wanted to stay, and he didn't want to change himself back to find that his only male roommate had run away.

How helpless would he have been? ）。

But alas, even Mefilas Fusion Rate Senpasento's child can't convince a person to stay away from women.

Do?!

Shouldn't I be the one who should have had a phobia of women overnight?!

Why did he call in sick first!!

Little Omer was very indignant.

There have always been very few things that can give birth to such emotions in his heart, but he didn't expect that a perfect childhood state of mind could be corrupted by adult ruin, and little Omer felt that this was also a bizarre experience worth recording.

But what he is more worried about is that with his current childish state, I am afraid that tonight will not be able to return to normal, and this troublesome experience will probably continue.

…… But it shouldn't be me anyway!

Let your teenage self have a headache, anyway, that age is the most used to headaches, isn't it?

Little Omer thought so, but didn't choke on Akane's absurd statement that 'they are nervous'.

I'm so nervous that I'm going to pick up a spoon and bang my teeth, right?

It sounds like giving someone seventeen divisions because of nervousness, it turns out that everyone is a female hero with the urge to exorcise demons.

"Looks like a headache, have a drink?"

The smell of wine was tangy, and the smell of wine was hidden, and the boy felt much more energetic, and his brown pupils were also glowing with blood.

When I looked up, I saw the wine cup in front of me.

'Are you waiting for me here?' Glancing at the Sunday tranquility that was wiping the table, little Omer subconsciously used telepathy.

"Hey! Ormer! I'm done packing, can I go? ”

"So fast?"

"I'm in a hurry! I'm going to see a café too! Glancing at Akane Shinjo next to Omer and then at the empty couch across from him, Tranquility squinted, "Do you have anything else in this house?" ”

"Can you still help get rid of the spirits?"

"Removal of spirits? I don't feel like a spirit ......" squinted his eyes and looked at the inexplicable distortion again, and Tranquility quickly gave up, "Forget it, no matter what it is, the old lady is too lazy to help you, you active demon can deal with it yourself!" ”

As she spoke, she turned into a black cloud and slid into the TV screen that was still on diagonally opposite.

Let the TV series picture on it be slightly distorted, and then return to normal.

'How can she detect you?' ’

"To be precise, it should be her dream that is a little closer to you~"

Still maintaining a stable posture of holding the wine glass with one hand, and raising the gourd normally with the other hand, Ling took a sip, and then shook the glass slightly: "Don't you drink?" ”

'How do I drink?' ’

Because Akane was still leaning on herself, she didn't try to shake her body, but just looked at the two free arms that were as broken as they were, and the boy was a little speechless.

"Ah, too," Ling nodded, leaning over slightly and handing the wine cup in his hand to the bridge of Omer's nose, "Open your mouth." ”

'Stop! Other! ’

After being fed all night, the little devil who already has a shadow doesn't want to experience choking again.

As a result, the wine soothed his throat, and his whole energy was lifted, and even his already sore arms were a little hot.

"I know exactly what angle, what direction, and how to pour the wine," Ling smiled, smugly, and turned his hand full, "I haven't taken the nursing class you mentioned, but it's not bad, is it?" ”

Indeed, it was the most moving I had tonight. Little Omer wanted to burst into tears, but his body wasn't so emotional.

But another drink is still free, it's a little late. ’

It took too much time to prepare the meal, and it was due to the fact that the guests and Akane didn't seem to be bored in the living room, but he would have been too guilty at that time...... No, why should I feel guilty?

Looking back, little Omer felt that he had been severely PUA.

It's just that no matter what, he was able to be translucent, and a few claws that were much larger than before, straightened up, and immediately picked up Akane on the side, and did not forget the raccoon dog who was asleep leaning on the small sofa in the distance.

"It's time for me to rest after I send them up, and I have to give my mind and body enough time to recover."

"It's okay~" Ling nodded not very insistently, and his figure became more and more transparent, "Let's continue in our dreams." ”

‘…… Can you give me a rest? ’

"Little problem, you can lie down and drink, let's drink about what happened to you tonight, but you will sleep more and more when you are drunk."

‘……’

(End of chapter)