Bunkyo Ward's bun, which means literature and education.

Beijing is the capital.

Bunkyo Ward is a veritable cultural and educational capital of Tokyo, with a large number of national and private universities and schools at all levels compared to other prefectures.

Secondly, Tokyo's famous Shitamachi represents the area of Tanone Sen, and the root of it is Nezu.

In the evening, the dim glow of the streets of Nezu is a reminder of the old buildings.

The fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard strolled through the streets, and pedestrians avoided one after another, but no one dared to step forward to stop them.

In Nezu, saying her name can stop children from crying, and even those underworlds, mobs, thieves, etc., under her famous name, are so frightened that they take a detour.

This is still before the awakening of spiritual pressure.

After awakening the spiritual pressure, even the transcendent now walks around here.

The fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard patrolled his territory like a lion king, not slow or hurried, and discarded the empty coffee cup.

The policeman in Jiaoban turned around and acted as if he didn't see it, in this country where littering is illegal, he should have stepped forward to stop the other party's behavior.

However, there are those who are strong enough to adapt the world to their own rules, rather than adapting to it.

The police didn't know how hard the background of the murderous Ji in the White Tiger Courtyard was, but they just explained above that they didn't care what she did.

Even if it is a robbery and murder, otherwise if you come forward and be killed, no one will care.

"There's not enough cake to eat."

The fierce Ji of the White Tiger Courtyard muttered and skillfully turned into a barbecue restaurant.

After eating and drinking, she left directly, walked along the gradually drowsy road for a while, and returned to the front of the house.

It was an old mansion that had nothing to do with modern architecture and had no courtyard.

Because the White Tiger House family is not a wealthy family.

The fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard opened the door casually and left the clogs in the entrance, and the room was filled with the smell of disinfectant mixed with Chinese herbs.

She walked a few steps to the old woman's room, and as soon as she opened it, a stronger smell of medicine greeted her, "You're not dead yet." ”

The bedroom covers a narrow area, there are no extra furnishings, and the old man's thin body is nested in the quilt, giving the illusion that the bedroom is quite big.

The fierce Ji of the White Tiger Courtyard stepped in, and immediately squeezed the space in the bedroom very narrow, and put the unopened cake in her hand, "Taste it, this one tastes good." ”

The successive words woke up the sleeping old man, her face was full of traces left by the years, a pair of drooping eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she said angrily: "You idiot, which granddaughter will give a seriously ill grandmother a cake." ”

"You're really troublesome, don't eat me."

The White Tiger Courtyard Fierce Ji unpacked the package, took out the mousse cake from it and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Where did the cake come from?" The old man asked aloud.

The fierce Ji of the White Tiger Temple replied truthfully: "Wander to Adachi Ward and snatch it from a guy with backbone." ”

"How many times have you said that if you want to eat, use the money to buy it for me."

The old man's tone was full of tiredness, and he couldn't understand what was wrong with his education policy, could it be that children abandoned by their parents were so difficult to manage?

That's not right.

There are many abandoned babies in Japan, and I haven't seen anyone who can fight with someone else's six-year-old child like the White Tiger Temple.

I won't get tired of playing until I am eighteen years old.

The old man felt that his time was short, and he gave up the idea of taking care of this person in his heart, "Is that person a man or a woman?" ”

"Man."

"How old are you?"

"In your early twenties."

The fierce Ji of the White Tiger Courtyard replied casually.

The old man's eyes showed a hint of expectation, and he asked, "How do you look?" ”

"It's okay."

The fierce Ji of the White Tiger Courtyard replied.

"Please come over tomorrow, don't be rude, or I'll see how I clean you up!"

The frail old man wants to clean up a girl who is more than two meters tall, and it is impossible in anyone's eyes.

The fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard showed an extremely troubled expression on her face.

"What about your answer?"

"I know." The fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard replied, agreeing to the old woman's request.

Aside from the prohibition of fighting, other things, the fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard still listens to the old woman's words.

She is like a large beast of prey, once she subdues someone, she will not show her teeth and claws on it.

……

The night passed.

At around seven o'clock in the morning, Aragaki woke up early.

She was worried about Akamatsu's situation, she rested for a night yesterday due to a headache, and today is okay? Or is the injury getting worse?

Depending on the situation, she will make different choices.

As for why she didn't make the choice of insurance last night, it was because she didn't want to owe favors.

Especially Maria's favors.

Aragaki changed into an off-the-shoulder white floral dress, stepped on short high heels, trotted up to the third floor, raised his hand and knocked on the door of Chisong's room, "Chi-kun, are you awake?" ”

"Hmm......"

The response inside doesn't seem right.

"Chi-kun, can I come in?"

Aragaki asked again, and said in an accentuated tone: "Chijun, I'm really going to come in." ”

Receiving no refusal, she unscrewed the door.

The quilt on the bed had been kicked to the ground, and the person was lying on his side, sweating profusely.

Aragaki stepped forward and reached out to touch his forehead, "It's hot, fever...... Sure enough, the soul was damaged. ”

The physique of the transcendent is stronger than that of ordinary people, but they also face various diseases, which are diseases that only belong to the transcendent.

For example, if a person with weak spiritual pressure resists strong spiritual pressure without falling unconscious, there is a certain chance that his soul will be damaged.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Aragaki sighed secretly in his heart, this favor must be owed.

"I'll take you to Maria."

Aragaki Tear has a high talent for spiritual arts, but he does not practice spiritual skills for healing.

At that time, she was bent on revenge on the ruler of the heavens, and she only wanted to kill people, where would she waste time to learn the spiritual art of saving people.

Aragaki squatted down and let Akamatsu lie behind him, holding his thighs with his hands, "Don't move, lie on your stomach obediently." ”

"Hmm."

Burning in a daze, Akamatsu could only respond instinctively, burying his head in the neck of Aragaki's tearful clothes, and the hot breath exhaled went down the slender swan's neck, blowing his chest hot.

Aragaki tears didn't care about those, a momentary step, feet on the ground hundreds of times, disappeared in the bedroom.

……

Call.

The wind was blowing fast.

Aragaki Tear Clothes is extremely fast, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it is no different from stealth, and it does not take a second to reach the church.

The door opened suddenly, the sweet fragrance spread in the wind, and the tall priest appeared in the doorway, grabbed the door with one hand, glanced out, and made sure that no one was following, before gently closing the door.

Aragaki Tear stopped in front of the door of the confessional room, "Maria, something is wrong with Aka-kun, please help take a look." ”

Crunch, the door of the confessional opened, and Maria turned sideways and sighed, "We've been together for a while, what did I do wrong?"

You still don't want to call me a nun. ”

“…… I see, nun. ”

A touch of helplessness flashed on Aragaki tearful clothes' face.

Maria laughed, "People brought in." ”