Miss Hardcore Love Daily

The training on Sato was carried out quickly and intensely, Wan Yinjiaye basically only saw the dirty Sato in the afternoon and evening.

The boy came back by stepping on the moonlight every day, his body was covered with sweat and dust.Wanyinjiaye also boiled hot water in advance every day, sat by the campfire with Mr. Lintaki and told him to wash his hands and wipe his face before coming to eat.

Indeed, as Rinaki said, after experiencing a huge amount of exercise, the child couldn't eat anything at first, and became hungry in the middle of the night.

In order to solve this situation, Miss Wan Yin decided to make pickled radish rice balls after dinner, wrap them in leaves and put them in the room, telling him to eat when he was hungry.

That time Satu endured his nausea and ate at night, and when he was going to bed, the girl sitting by the candle lamp patted his shoulder.

"If you wake up hungry at night," the girl took out two fist-sized things wrapped in leaves from her arms: "Eat this."

"This is...?" Sato didn't know why.

"Fantuan, did Satu wake up from hunger last night? I heard... a gurgling sound."

The girl smiled reassuringly, and put the rice balls on the small table.

Knowing that the child is being taken care of like this, Sato couldn't help but wonder if he was a little too capricious in secretly training him.

"Ah, sorry, you heard..." He scratched his hair, with a hint of embarrassment between his brows.

Wanyinjiaye didn't know him, but that didn't prevent her from knowing what happened to Sato.

Zuo Rinaki Taki has a lot of experience recently, so he naturally knows that the limit is just right for this child. At that level, it will not cause such a violent reaction from Satu.

In the same way as him, after Wanyin Jiaye mentioned this matter to Zuo Lingtaki for the last time, she also got the same answer.

Sabito is forcing himself.

Probably for reasons such as making myself stronger faster.

When they met for the first time, Wan Yinjiaye wanted to go hunting, and the boy who could feed and buy clothes for a strange little girl for free refused categorically, just to save time.

She can't reprimand this as a boring reason, because even in Wanyin Jiaye's view, being able to work hard to become stronger is a great thing.

Miss Wan Yin and Mr. Rinaki looked at each other, understanding what the other was thinking, and then silently changed the pressure on this stubborn child from all aspects.

"It's ok."

The little girl smiled indifferently: "It's not that I don't understand your feeling of wanting to become stronger as soon as possible to kill ghosts, but brother Satu—everything is easy, so don't push yourself too hard."

After Sabito heard this, he seemed to realize that what he had done had already been known.

Looking at the toffee-like eyes of the little blonde girl, he felt a little anxious inside.

After a moment of silence, Satu suddenly took off his clothes and urged Wanyin Jiaye to get under the bed quickly, saying that he wanted to turn off the lights.

But only he knew the panic in it.

Wan Yin Jia Ye only smiled, and then tidied herself up obediently.When she lay down flat, the orange candles in her eyes were blown out.

The suddenly darkened environment made Wan Yinjiaye's vision a little uncomfortable, but soon she heard rustling sounds beside her, and immediately felt at ease.

She turned over, looked at the young man's thin body, her gaze passed the corner of his eyes, and suddenly thought of Hatake Kakashi.

That was the closest person in Miss Wan Yin's memory. She didn't say anything else, but it was convenient to grab and compare.

And from the beginning to the end, she didn't quite understand where Mr. Hatake's hatred for Miss Wan Yin came from so great.She just did what she wanted.

It's like she doesn't understand why Sato's hatred of ghosts can support him to train himself so hard.

If you want to say that you hate the ghost who killed your family, it is only an individual, but Wanyin Jiaye doesn't understand why it extends to the whole ghost.

She thinks she is a ghost, but she keeps talking about running trains, and she always has a guilty conscience when facing Satu.

Wanyinjiaye's confusion of right and wrong ideas did not last for a day or two, and she knew it herself, so she didn't ask much.She's just trying to figure things out at this stage.

She still has good intentions towards Satu, and doesn't want to see the child suffer prematurely.

"Hey——" Wanyin Jiaye called him in a low voice, "Saktu——"

Hearing her call her own name, the voice was different from before. This was a way of simulating the voice of speech through breath sounds.

Usually there are only the two of them in this room, and the voice of the conversation will not be very loud, but there is no need to use such a volume.

But... In fact, it is quite interesting to whisper like this, right?

Perhaps the softness of the cotton comforted Satu so that he would not be so nervous, and he also found it amusing to hear Xiao Jiaye's whispers.

Sato also turned over, smiled and whispered, "What's the matter—Xiao Jiaye—"

"Ah - can you not call me, Xiao Jiaye - I mean brother Satu, do you need me to rub it for you, seeing how tired you are these days - are you, overworked? ?”

"Eh? No more!" Satoshi shrugged.

"Really? Then you have to pay attention to your body!"

"Well! Got it, thank you!"

The boy thanked himself.

The girl who hid her hair in the quilt sighed, then lay flat, wrapped the quilt to cover her face, but she remembered that the people around her were staring at her, so the edge of the quilt still fell on her neck.

"You don't need to tell me thank you, Sato, according to common sense, you are taking care of me."

She took a peek at the young man, only to find that he had already passed out from exhaustion.

Miss Wan Yin raised her eyebrows, so she had no choice but to keep quiet.

Regarding Sato, Wan Yinjiaye knew for the first time what it was like to be protected.

If you eat a lot, you will eat more;

If you like meat, put it in a bowl for her;

If she likes beautiful things, she will make a wreath of branches, grass, leaves and flowers and put them on her head;

It's not wrong to like to tease others, it's child's play at best...

During this period of time, Wanyin Jiaye was almost addicted to the games played by this brother and sister.

Just as she couldn't understand gratuitous hate, she couldn't understand gratuitous kindness.She knew it happened, but she didn't know why.

In fact, she has a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask, but Sato has her own things to do and she restrains her curiosity.

On the second day, Miss Wan Yin did not see the rice balls on the table, she looked at the lonely candle lamp on the table, and then went out to start a day's life.

Sabito was the same as yesterday, nothing seemed to have changed.

This kind of time went on for several days, and finally on a certain afternoon in the setting sun, Miss Wan Yin was just about to cook when she saw a boy with flesh-colored hair running down the mountain panting.

His hair blended with the large clouds of fire in the sky, followed by Mr. Lin Taki who seemed to be wearing a mask forever, and Miss Wan Yin, who was holding a pot of rice water, and then called them in.

The three of them had dinner together, and Miss Wan Yin also found that Satu's appetite was good, so she persuaded rather worriedly: "If you can't eat, don't force yourself, Brother Satu?"

"It doesn't matter, let him eat." Lin Taki said while holding a bowl.

Miss Wan Yin gave Lin Taki a veiled look, the old man shook his head, and a smile appeared on his face under the mask unconsciously.

Kaitu also saw that the child he brought over was worried about him, and his heart sank slightly, as expected.

He was an independent child since he was a child, and he rarely asked others to worry about him. Sato always felt that other people's concern for him was heavy.

"Xiao Jiaye, I'm sorry, I've worried you for a while, I won't do that in the future——

correct--

There should be fireflies on the other side of the river at night, do you want to go? "

The young man put down the bowl in his hand, Wanyin Jiaye was reflected in his blue eyes, his voice was like the autumn wind, adding a bit of coolness to the scorching heat.

The author has something to say:

As we all know, fireflies are small insects that grow on the edge of river ditches in summer, so they all die in autumn.