The Main God Space is Coming

A good teacher who almost thinks of him as his son.

Otherwise, the second half of life will be all regrets.

have nothing to say.

At that time, Ning Ci said something very interesting.

"For a person who hopes to perish together to pursue victory, God does not allow him to keep winning."

The boy was a philosopher indeed.

He can tell so many truths every time, and he always hits the nail on the head.

Sometimes, he had to lament that Ningji Hinata was born in the wrong era.

When I came to the residence, Kitamiya Mutsuki, who thought today would just pass by like this, realized that she seemed to have forgotten one thing——

"Month~first~birth~"

Nice voice.

Even if the voice is not acting like a baby on purpose, it is very pleasant, let alone on purpose.

Word by word flowed into the ears like musical notes.

It is as sweet and unspeakable as honey, as if there is a feather gently scratching on the heart, which is unbearably itchy.

Beigong Wuyue, who was lost in thought, raised her eyes to look at the two girls who had stopped at the door of his residence.

They are two pink-haired and blue-eyed girls who don't seem to have much difference in appearance.

One looked cunning, the other innocent.

It's Fujiwara Moeha and Fujiwara Chika.

Beigong Wuyue smiled: "Oh, I almost forgot to help you seal the restlessness in your body."

"No, you've already forgotten." Fujiwara Moeha lightly closed her eyes, and her exuberant mood suddenly became depressed.

Even Fujiwara Chika is the same.

The little head hung down and looked a little depressed, and the beautiful pink hair seemed to have suddenly lost its luster.

"Haha, how could I forget? To be on the safe side, I even set an alarm clock at my residence."

"It's the safest thing to keep in mind!"

Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but immediately raised her head and complained to Kitamiya Mutsuki.

Yep, it doesn't look like it at all.

This is indeed a joke.

Can't rest for a moment.

"Sister, Mr. Yue is very busy, we can't criticize him too much." Fujiwara Moeha showed a considerate smile.

But I always feel that this smile shouldn't be on her face.

Beigong Wuyue didn't pay much attention to it, just asked: "Isn't your sister coming?"

"There are too many tasks, and we can't take care of the two of us anymore." Chika Fujiwara explained.

Fujiwara Moeha knocked his head on his own, as if he was showing off his cuteness maliciously: "I always feel a feeling of being abandoned."

"Don't talk about these things, come in quickly, and I will help you stabilize the seal."

"it is good!"

The two girls responded without hesitation, and then followed closely behind Beigong Wuyue who had already opened the door.

On the road.

Fujiwara Moeha couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yue, can our blood follower limit boundary be saved?"

Beigong Wuyue couldn't help laughing: "What kind of strange question is this? If you want to ask yourself whether you are saved, I can answer for sure—yes."

"As long as you don't become a ninja, right? So I'm not asking this," Fujiwara Moeha said again, "I just want to ask you how our blood succession limit research is going?"

After getting along for so long, she also found out.

Subtle and conservative, it has no effect on the man in front of him.

The most correct way to deal with it is to speak out what comes to mind straight to the point.

"It will take a little time, probably three or four years, maybe three or four months, and it will not exceed four years at the latest. Of course, you can also report your problems to the Fifth Hokage."

"Her medical ninjutsu is quite good, there should be a better way."

Fujiwara Moeha blinked: "Four years? What an unlucky number."

Fujiwara Chika clenched her fists and encouraged, "Come on! Mr. Yue!"

and so.

Both of them avoided talking about the Fifth Hokage.

Beigong Wuyue felt amused.