After eating, Hakuki and Kamiyo Natsuki gathered together in front of the TV and watched TV.

Looking at Kandai Natsuki, she squirmed from the tatami floor to the refrigerator like a caterpillar again, and opened the refrigerator to get beer and snacks.

Then simply leaned back on the fridge and started drinking beer.

Aoba was helpless about Kamidai Natsuki's laziness, so he didn't care about her, just walked over and took the beer back to the table to drink.

"Natsuki, did the school you transferred to inform you when you were going to school?" Aoba suddenly remembered to ask.

"I'm going to school tomorrow. Kamiyo Natsuki sighed, looking depressed that her carefree days were coming to an end.

"Do you know where the school is?" Aoba sighed as she took a sip of beer and watched Nazuki Kamishiro clump by the refrigerator.

"I don't know, it's okay, it's around here anyway, I'll look for it tomorrow, I'll always find it." Kamidai Natsuki replied with a big grin.

"Forget it, I won't talk about you. Aoba shook his head and looked at the white ghost, "Xiaobai, tomorrow you can accompany her to find a school! ”

"Okay, master. The white ghost replied, but his eyes never took off the TV.

In this way, it was not until the sky began to get dark that Aoba threw away the empty beer cans and prepared to go to his original home on the battlefield.

"I have something to go out, what time will I come back, Nai Yue, you remember to go back to your room to sleep in a while, don't fall asleep here." Before leaving, Aoba instructed the god Natsuki, who was still paralyzed on the ground.

"Don't worry, I remember. Kamidai Natsuki raised her hand.

So Aoba shook his head, and could only tell the white ghost, "White ghost, take care of it, remember not to let her drink too much and go crazy." "Aoba remembers how Kamiyo Natsuki sang and danced after drinking too much at that youkai banquet.

"I will, master. "The white ghost said that he accepted the order.

"Hey, I haven't been drunk, okay!"

Aoba simply ignored her protests and left the room.

The sun has set below the horizon. Darkness is falling, and the street lights are already on.

In this way, Aoba stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and came to the original home of the battlefield.

"Aoba-sama. "Battlefield Hara Blowing Snow routinely saluted Aoba.

"Brother!" At this moment, the original dance of the battlefield also pounced.

"Mai, have you been obedient in the past two days!" Aoba asked with a smile as he held up the armpit of the original dance of the battlefield.

"Mai has always been very well-behaved!" said Battlefield Hara Mai dissatisfied.

"Well, that's right, it's true, the dance has always been very well-behaved. Aoba smiled and put down the original dance of the battlefield.

Battlefield Hara Mai immediately grabbed one of Aoba's arms and pulled him into the courtyard gate.

"Sister, I want to play games with my brother, okay!"

"No, Aoba-sama isn't here to play games with you. My sister and Aoba-sama still have something to do. Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki immediately refused.

So the battlefield dance pouted, unhappy.

"But you can play games on the big TV in the living room. "The battlefield originally blew snow slightly relieved.

"Well, okay then! Brother will leave it to my sister. After weighing it up, Battlefield Hara Mai finally decided to exchange his brother for the right to use the big TV in the living room.

"By the way, blowing snow, I have something to tell you. At this time, Aoba suddenly interjected.

"Aoba-sama, please speak. "The battlefield is full of courtesy and thoughtfulness at all times.

"Kako's daughter is coming to the apartment for a day this weekend, and Kako wants Maiya to go there to play, what do you think?" Aoba told Kitagawa about Kako's request.

"Of course you can, I think Mai will agree!" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki looked at Battlefield Hara Mai.

"Oh, that's great. The original dance of the battlefield immediately cheered.

So that's how it was settled.

in the living room. Battlefield Hara Mai, who was allowed by her sister to play games on the big TV in the living room, happily played the game, while Aoba and Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki came to her room and prepared to start helping her practice.

The battlefield originally blows the snow disc and sits on the ground. Aoba put her palm on her lower abdomen, and the pure yang true aura in her body entered the body of the battlefield Harato Blowing Snow, helping her wash her body.

At the same time, Aoba also checked the wound in her lower abdomen for her and made sure that the wound had completely healed.

Soon. The cultivation was over, and looking at the battlefield Hara Fuyuki, who respectfully wanted to salute and thank him, Aoba shook his head.

"Feeling bad?" Aoba asked suddenly.

"No, no!" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki was stunned. His eyes were a little evasive to avoid Aoba.

"You can't fool me, tell me, because what?" Aoba smiled gently.

For a while, the atmosphere fell silent, and Aoba did not flinch in the slightest to look at the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki.

After a moment, the silent battlefield Hara Fukiyuki finally raised his head and looked at Aoba with a stubborn look.

"Aoba-sama, you skipped class again, didn't you? and you skipped class with Sanno-san?" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki pursed his lips tightly, and something crystal flashed in his stubborn eyes.

"You're thinking too much. Aoba sighed, knowing what Battlefield Hara was thinking.

Last time, he skipped class with Sanwang Xia for a day, and even stayed overnight, and this time he skipped class together, so it's no wonder that the battlefield was uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, she didn't go to the Mountain King Xia to fight at the first time, and she was already very restrained.

"Why? Why did Aoba-sama choose Sanno-san instead of me?" Battlefield Hara's voice trembled a little.

"I didn't choose anyone!" Aoba explained.

"But you went out with her both times. The trembling voice of the battlefield was full of disbelief.

"So, do you want to go out with me?" Aoba suddenly changed the subject.

"Hey, go out now?" Battlefield Hara Fuyuki was instantly surprised.

"Now, of course. Aoba nodded.

"But, what are you doing out at this time?" Battlefield Hara was puzzled.

"Go out on a date!" Aoba looked at her with a smile.

"Hey, date, now?" Hearing that it was a date, Battlefield Hara Fuyuki was a little at a loss for a while, and even his face turned red.

"That's right, how about going out on a date now? Do you want to go?" Aoba confirmed.

"Yes, I'm going. Battlefield Hara Fuyuki nodded vigorously.

After Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki told his sister, who was playing the game, not to be too late, he left home with Aoba.

At night, the two walked down the street that was beginning to become quieter. From time to time, you will pass by the streets where the bustling shops are gathered, or the streets where entertainment venues are gathered.

Outside of these specific streets, however, the main trend is that most streets are less and less crowded, especially those hidden in residential areas.

The two of them didn't deliberately intersperse those quiet alleys, nor did they deliberately choose lively streets, just strolling on such a quiet road, just like that, but it made the battlefield Hara Fuxue have a sense of relief.

"By the way, Blowing Snow, you haven't been out hunting lately, have you?" Aoba suddenly remembered the news from before, so he asked.

"I haven't been there since I was discharged from the hospital. What's the matter, Aoba-sama?" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki was puzzled, not understanding why Aoba asked this.

"This afternoon I saw a news item that said that the killer was active again. Aoba said with a frown.

"But I haven't done anything for the last few days!" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki was surprised.

"So that's the weirdest thing! You didn't act, but you have this kind of news. Aoba shook her head in confusion.

"Aoba-sama, do we need to investigate?" said Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki after thinking for a moment.

"No, it's still not possible! Something that has nothing to do with you, don't get involved in it when the time comes. "Aoba stopped the battlefield Hara Fuyuki, but he thought in his heart that he still had to investigate it if he had the chance, which can be regarded as a typical art master! Anyway, Aoba is not worried about himself.

"I see!" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki nodded.

"Forget it. Don't think about it so much, we're out on a date today, so let's not talk about those things that are boring. Aoba smiled and changed the subject.

"Yes!" Hearing Aoba mention the word dating again, Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki blushed. Not talking.

"Is there anything you want to do about Blowing Snow, since it's a date, you can't always go shopping like this!" Aoba asked.

"But that's already good!" Battlefield Hara replied sincerely.

"You, a woman who is too easy to satisfy, but it will make men feel lost!" Aoba raised his hand and touched his nose.

"Hey, is that going to be like this? ......," and Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki immediately tried to think. Something you want to do.

At this moment, a violent roar of locomotives mixed with loud shouts came from behind the corner not far ahead.

Aoba and Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki turned the corner and saw the alley ahead. More than a dozen locomotives were in a circle, with their headlights on, and a dozen mobs were crouching in a circle in battle robes and smoking cigarettes.

A few scantily dressed girls were in a small circle, also smoking cigarettes while making loud noises.

"Blowing snow, have you figured out what you're going to do?" Aoba suddenly asked Battlefield Hara Blowing Snow.

"I, I'm still thinking!" Battlefield Plains shook his head, as for the dozen or so rampant clans not far away, they weren't seen by Battlefield Plains Blowing Snow at all.

"In that case, how about I decide?" Aoba asked with a smile.

"Okay, Aoba-sama will decide. "Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki has a feeling of relief.

"Blowing snow, you know! As long as you are good at showing it, in fact, there are small surprises everywhere in life. Aoba said this with a smile, and then walked towards the rampants.

"Excuse me, excuse me!" Aoba shouted to the Rambers a few steps away.

At this time, the rioters who were in the roar of motorcycles and the illumination of the lights paid attention to the existence of Aoba.

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