Wan Yuli's 2d Travels

"No, Xia Shijiang doesn't need to apologize."

Matsuzaki sighed heavily:

"If possible, everyone hopes that these children can enjoy a normal life like the children in the city, see more people and things, laugh and cry normally like them, fear guns, knives, etc. things like dolls and magical girls...not like this."

Xia Shi was silent, listening to the old man Matsuzaki talking about his life with the cursed son in the orphanage, and his wishes for the children's future.

It sounds beautiful, even her Qianshou Natsushi has such a glimmer of longing.

But she understands that according to common sense, it is impossible for the old man's dream to come true.

"Cursed children" are rejected by most people in society - if this mainstream thinking is not changed, "cursed children" will never be able to integrate into society.

And mainstream thinking cannot be easily changed.

She also remembered that on the way to the orphanage, although Mu had used his body to cover it, Xia Shi had already seen it. The advertisement on the bus was nakedly written with such slanderous words as "the cursed son will become a gastritis on the street" .

Perhaps it is not a slander, but it is true in a certain sense-the cursed son whose erosion rate of the gastroenteric biological factor exceeds 50% will indeed become a gastroenteric creature, so the "cursed son" is feared and hated by people, and it is also true. No wonder.

But fortunately, with Mr. Wan Yuri, this situation can be salvaged.

For the first time, Natsushi wanted to think about the feasibility of Wan Yuri's plan, rather than simply execute it as a subordinate.

At this time, Matsuzaki said:

"Xia Shichan is the same. It would be great if I could act like a normal child instead of being so calm all the time."

"In my case, it's probably impossible. If Mr. Matsuzaki wants to adopt a daughter, please choose from the children in the orphanage."

Xia Shi didn't want to talk about his own affairs, so he drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp, then wiped off the water stains on the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, bowed to Matsuzaki to thank him, and changed the subject by the way:

"In addition to helping you and the children move, we are here today to thank you. Compared with people like us who came here in such a hurry, Matsuzaki-san, you are the one who really takes care of these children. "

"Please don't say that, the division of labor between you and the old is different. If you didn't fight against the gastritis, only relying on the strength of the old, when facing the gastrula, you can at most shout 'go away' to the children, That’s all…”

"In that case, I thought Matsuzaki-san would be brave enough to fight gastroenterology."

Hearing Xia Shi's joke, Matsuzaki immediately tightened his face, and raised the cane beside him:

"Xia Shijiang thinks too highly of me, but I have also practiced swordsmanship before, so I will use this cane to perform a big cassock slash, and teach the gastro-gut creatures a lesson!"

The old and the young looked at each other for a while, and then laughed at the same time.

"I can't tell, Mr. Matsuzaki, you are also a very humorous person, Ms. Kisara, don't you think so?"

Xia Shi stopped his laughter, and then pointedly looked at Tiantong Kigeng who was sitting beside him.

"Huh? Ah... oh."

I saw Mu Geng suddenly trembled, as if he had just recovered, he didn't even hold the teacup in his hand firmly, and the tea spilled outside.

She smiled apologetically at Xia Shi and old man Matsuzaki:

"I'm so sorry, I was thinking about something else just now..."

"It's okay, Miss Kigeng is going to the front line soon, it's good to think about things on the battlefield at this time." Matsuzaki comforted, but Xia Shi knew that Mugeng was not troubled by that matter.

But obviously, although she didn't know what she was thinking, this mental state obviously couldn't go to the battlefield.

——Wanyuri and Dongtangyue are not here, so is it my turn to be the political commissar again?

Xia Shi thought so, and then said to Mu Geng:

"Miss Mu Geng, no matter what makes you feel hesitant or even out of your mind, but you can only do this today-don't lose your composure in front of everyone, don't forget that your surname is 'Tiantong'; don't forget that the person behind you People are far more important than what you're obsessed with."

These words can be said to be merciless, like a blow to the head, waking Mu Geng up:

"I lost my temper, please give me half a day, I will adjust."

Although he said so, the glimpse on the street and the boy's face are still deeply rooted in Mu Geng's mind.

That person must be Rentaro Satomi...but why didn't he come to me?

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As the sun was setting, a young man stood silently in front of a street food stall.

"I said, little brother, do you want to buy something or not? You're blocking the customers behind you like this."

The shopkeeper said to the boy impatiently that he had been standing in front of the shop like this for half an hour.

If it wasn't for the fact that his expression was too stiff, lifeless like a dead person, he looked scary, and the boss would drive him away in less than 10 minutes.

"..."

The young man raised his eyes, his dark eyes were as sharp as a sword, piercing the boss's heart.

"babble……"

The terrifying aura made the shopkeeper, who had always been bullying and afraid of the tough, collapse instantly to the ground.

"... so weak."

The boy's mouth moved and he compared the word.

At this moment, another rather sunny boy came out from the corner. He seemed to know this scary boy, and he hooked his shoulders as soon as he came up:

"Guiwa-jun, you are here, you have to go further to the meeting place that you agreed to meet..."

The Sunshine Boy stopped talking, and then saw the boss lying on the ground:

"Could it be that Mr. Guiwa didn't bring any money, so he forced to buy and sell? Or is this old guy a profiteer?"

"Stop making trouble, Yuhe-kun."

The boy known as Guiwa finally showed a trace of what can be called an emotional reaction:

"I just seemed to hear someone calling my name."

"Huh? Could it be Guiwa, your former acquaintance?"

Youhe, Siji Youhe made an exaggerated cry:

"So, why don't you go meet that acquaintance?"

"No need..."

Guiwa's hands clenched into fists, and then loosened:

"Even if the past is in the past, seeing the person from the past now will not do any good except to add to the troubles of both parties."

"It does not appear that you are a philosopher."

"I am Guiwa, and I am the professor's sharpest sword."

The boy emphasized.

"Not yet—at least join the police force first, and talk to that Aldebaran after a while."

Yuu said so.

Chapter 148 140. The Third Kanto Battle·Assembly

Leading a group of noisy little girls to take the tram in a mighty way, Mu Geng and his party took the trolley in the [-]th district, and followed the sign in front of the station along the road.

The place they will go to is a monument called "Flame of Return", and use it as a social science education for orphanage children.

In Mr. Matsuzaki's words, it's just that you have come here after all, if you can't teach the children something that the old man can't do normally.

As for the relocation of the orphanage, at the end of the discussion, it was decided to leave it to a professional moving company.

A group of people walked on the path under the shade of the trees. The closer they got to the destination, the stronger the tranquility of the forest, and the noise from the children turned into exclamations.

The sun at dusk was a bit dim, but it still passed through the trees, shining brightly on the tender green branches and leaves.

Passing through the woods, what appeared in front of everyone was a huge group of abandoned buildings.

Surrounded by these abandoned buildings that are now nesting grounds for birds, there is a small but well-built park, which exudes a lively atmosphere different from the surrounding ruins.

In the middle of the park stands the monument engraved with the words "Flame of Return".

"Hey, Gongyue-chan."

In the children's team, a purple long-haired loli took Katagiri Yumizuki's hand:

"Is this the place we want to visit?"

"That's right! This is the 'Flame of Return' monument, which was built to commemorate...um, the victory of the third Kanto battle!"

Gongyue raised her head triumphantly, showing off her knowledge.

A group of children from the orphanage immediately looked at Gongyue with admiring eyes, making her chest stand out even higher.

"No... it's actually to commemorate the Second Kanto Battle."

It's a pity that Xia Shi's words broke Gong Yue's pride, revealing an embarrassed expression.

"Isn't it the third time? I always thought it was the third time..."

Katagiri Yushu was also puzzled, and he thought that Gongyue's wrong knowledge was learned from this unreliable brother.

"Listen, Xia Shijiang is right. This monument was built to commemorate the victory of the Second Kanto Battle."

Mu Geng walked under the monument, put his hand on the monument, and stroked the rough metal surface.Even in the very summer, there is still a faint cool air from the monument.

"There have been two 'Battle of the Kanto' in the past. The first was ten years ago, in what is now called the Outer Peripheral Area. The Self-Defense Forces fought with the gastro-gut creatures, but they were defeated."

"Did the Self-Defense Forces lose?"

The lolis all stared wide-eyed, and Mu Geng nodded slightly:

"That's right, the Self-Defense Forces retreated to the vicinity of Saitama Prefecture in the past. If that war was won, the current Tokyo area would be larger. The second Kanto battle after that took place where we are standing now .”

The children looked at each other excitedly.

"The next thing I know, the Self-Defense Forces have won a big victory in this battle!"

Gong Yue hurriedly said.

Mu Geng nodded in affirmation, and continued her explanation:

"The reason why the Self-Defense Forces won the second battle is because humans have a full understanding of gastrulation organisms, their tenacious vitality, and their habit of tabooing oysters. Therefore, before the battle, give all Chariot shells are mixed with oysters, and even gastritis with hard armor can be killed in one blow. And this monument is made of [-] guns used at that time. In addition to commemorating the victory of the war, it also comforts the past The double meaning of the memorial monument for those who died in the gastrulation war."