I have a problem with my forum

"Did such a dangerous thing happen? Aoki-kun, please pay attention to safety."

The next day, Natsume Takashi, who learned of Aoki Nanzawa's thrilling experience in the chat, was amazed.

Aoki Nanzawa sighed: "Yes, I will go to Honmaru to have a look after school today."

622 Honmaru turned out to be not a game, but a space.

Because it was too late, Mr. Mikazuki took Mr. Dazai away, and Aoki Nanzawa needed to rest and go to school.

Natsume Takashi thought for a while, and was a little worried: "Those people from the Phantom Troupe..."

"The Phantom Troupe is an unstable factor," Aoki Nanzawa thought for a while, "I will try my best to restrain them."

Natsume Takashi nodded: "If there is a need, Mr. Cat and I will also help."

He has a good relationship with Aoki Nanzawa, and he also told him some things about himself.

Whether it is the daily life of seeing monsters or the trouble of having a friend account, Takashi Natsume has not hidden it.

Because I am a netizen, I can be so frank with my friends who I can't meet in person.

"Then thank you in advance. I will deliver the Okonomiyaki near my house to you today. It's delicious."

After a day of class at school, Aoki Nansawa came home from school.

He lowered his head and sent a private message to Mr. Sanriyue in the forum, but his phone vibrated suddenly.

Seeing the name on it, he hesitated before connecting.

"Hello, Akashi-kun."

The boy's voice was still a little clear, and it sounded calm and open.

Although there was a little bit of guilty conscience, Nan Zai pushed him down.

The voice on the other end of the phone fell silent: "Long time no see, Nanze."

"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to contact me," Akashi Seijuro said calmly, "Has it been three years?"

The red-haired young man was wearing Luoshan's school uniform, with a chess piece between his fingertips.

Luoshan's club activities were about to start, Akashi Seijuro glanced at the time, he was about to leave the student union office.

"Yes, after all, it has moved away from the original site." The black-haired boy still had no temper.

"I'm doing fine in my new school, thank you Akashi-kun for your concern."

In Aoki's house, Aoki Nanze is different from his parents and relatives.

He has been polite and obedient since he was a child, well-behaved and sensible, he will not rely on a good relationship to get away from him, and he never asks for anything.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and the chess pieces landed on the board.

With a soft sound, Akashi Seijuro said: "You don't need to thank me, it's not nothing that you found my mailbox."

Aoki Nansawa paused: "I just want to know, was Akashi-kun helping to pay my tuition?"

Akashi Seijuro asked back, "Is there any difference to you?"

"There is a difference," Nan Zai scratched his head, "If Akashi-kun returned it, please ask me to return it to you."

"If it wasn't for Akashi-kun, I might have to find other friends..."

"..."

"not me."

After Akashi Seijuro finished speaking in a low voice, the phone hung up the next moment.

After someone hung up the phone, the black-haired boy was stunned for a while and sighed.

"Actually, my condition is much better than before." He whispered a little unconvinced.

Now I live a "full life" every day, and there is nothing wrong with it.

After sending Mr. Dazai away yesterday, Nansawa Aoki clicked on the forum.

He entered the courier page, wrote his name on the delivery item, and the recipient wrote Mr. Sanriyue.

The delivery to Mr. Dazai was very smooth yesterday, but I don't know what will happen if I send it to myself.

【Sender:】Aoki Nansawa

【Sent item:】Aoki Nanze

[Item description:] Human cub, AWS forum owner, courier (novice stage).

Feeding desserts can increase the favorability value, and for long-term friendship, you can get contact rewards such as rubbing hair and pinching face, kissing and hugging.

Note, this item cannot be owned.

[Recipient:] Mikazuki Zongjin

Aoki Nanzawa also saw the long list of comments on himself.

It looks quite formal, but it is full of slots...forget it.

Write your name, and the next moment, the address column lights up.

Click to start.

[Subject (new):] Humble to complain, is it true that cold circles can't keep people?

The circle is thin. Our circle is slow to serialize. It is more Buddhist. Two cuties came to the public building yesterday.

There are few newcomers in the circle, so I chatted with these two newcomers in private, and wanted to ask them to join the group. The host also enthusiastically sent a lot of food to share with them

As a result, when the landlord woke up, the two newcomers refused, and cried out with a loud cry.

[1L (LZ):] It's really too difficult, obviously they all entered the public building... Don't decode it downstairs, just complain

【2L:】Touch the host, isn't this forum the same?During this period of time, there are a little more active talents

[5L:] Guess a "Hunter" blindly?The author's update speed is really...

[7L (Akazumi Hatta):]...Don't cry! ! !It’s fine to write about the kind of Mr. Zhou Fang, but also write about that bastard in the Youth Group, there is no such thing at all!

【8L:】?Landlord said the newcomers will not be upstairs, right?This looks like straight male thinking, tsk

[10L (LZ):] QAQ I know I shouldn't drag people to sell Amway, dbq, close the building!

[11L (Akagumi · Hatta):] The little girl really can't help crying... Forget it, they are all respected chefs (is that what they said?), throw a photo, don't cry!

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The red-haired man leaned lazily on the sofa, as if he was taking a rest.

Black jacket and jeans, like a careless lion entrenched in the territory, with tiny flames lit on his fingertips.

Those dark golden pupils reflected the flames, which were embers that would never go out before the setting sun.

【15L (LZ):】……

[16L (LZ):] Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah! ! !

"Welcome lord, this is 622 Honmaru."

Aoki Nanzawa opened his eyes, and met a surprised face.

Sword Fusangshen put the little master in his arms on the ground, and the feathers were gorgeous.

Sanri Yuezong rolled his eyes: "This is your first time here."

From this point of view, it would be best to keep Mr. Dazai.

If he didn't come up with a suitable time to introduce Honmaru, Mikazuki Sokjin wouldn't be sure that the little lord would come.

It was very different from the man in the moon white tunic that day.

Aoki Nanzawa has indeed seen Mikami Tsukimune in the game——

But it was the first time he had a deep understanding of one of the so-called five most beautiful swords in the world.

Mikami Tsukimune turned around, and the dark blue feathers looked like mist.

"My lord, please come with me," he said with a smile, "Everyone in this pill wants to see you very much."

Noticing his hesitation, Mikazuki Zongjin reached out and took his wrist.

"It's come to this point, and the lord can't choose to escape."

Daojian Fusangshen's voice was clear and clear, like jade hitting, but he could not make a mistake peacefully.

It is not possible.

622 Since the birth of Honmaru, he has never chosen any judge.

Hundreds of years ago, when the Shizhi government was at its most prosperous, even if there were no judges, this Honmaru still attracted much attention.

Hundreds of years later, the fallen Sword Fusangshen have selected the only God judge for themselves.

This is the choice after the "divinity" has disappeared.

"My lord, be careful where you step, some parts of the corridor have not been repaired."

Aoki Nanzawa was being held by Mr. Mikazuki's wrist, but he didn't notice.

He is looking at the Honmaru.It is very large, the cherry trees in the courtyard are lush, and the whole house is also very spectacular.

Not all Honmaru can have this area, right?

But it is not difficult to see that this Honmaru is now defeated, and the repairs are not in place everywhere.

"Altar Master, you are finally here!"

Before reaching the place, Aoki Nanzawa heard Dazai Osamu's voice.

The young man in a light-colored windbreaker lay flat on the promenade, his kite-colored eyes staring at Yun Juan Yun Shu in the sky.

"The life of only browsing forums with mobile phones is too boring, although I have discovered new fun."

Aoki Nanze walked over and saw that the bandages on his body had been changed.

There is also a plate of snacks that looks very attractive, so it should not have suffered any abuse.

Osamu Dazai sat up, Aoki Nansawa was caught off guard and hugged his waist.

The instigator had no sense of age at all, and rubbed his head on his waist.

"My account has been blocked!" Mr. Hei Ni confidently said, "Since we are already good friends, why don't you unblock it?"

"As long as my account and IP are unblocked, my wound will heal immediately!"

How about lying to a three-year-old child!

Osamu Dazai is still an adult male, Aoki Nansawa almost couldn't hold it.

The former was lifted away by the back collar of the clothes, and he was supported by San Riyue to stand firm.

"It's really rude," the man said in a serious tone, "Mr. Dazai, please be careful."

Osamu Dazai sighed: "Understood, it really looks like Kunikida..."

If it wasn't for being beaten up by Kunikida for borrowing his ID last time, it wouldn't be so tragic.

Hei Ni Osamu Dazai sighed, he really came across a post he was very interested in, let him think about who else has information in his hand that he hasn't used...

The handsome man turned his head: "This is the first time we meet, my lord, I am Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada."

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, Aoki Nansawa recognized him.

"Mr. Candlestick Che, hello."

The man wearing the blindfold smiled handsomely: "My colleagues are waiting for you, and there is this guest."

He looked at Osamu Dazai, his tone was much calmer, "Since you are the Lord's guest, please come in and have dinner together."

There are no more than ten or twenty swords in Honmaru.

In addition to Sankazuki, Tsurumaru, Candlestick Kiri, and some other swords.

Those who came to the dining area were only a dozen or so swords, and Nanze Aoki worked hard to recognize them all.

After all, there are still lessons, and he really doesn't know enough about these swords.

Speaking of the fact that game characters can come true, although the facts are in front of us, it is a bit hard to imagine.

"I'm California Qingguang!" The red-eyed youth couldn't help poking the human cub.

"My lord looks really young."

Yamato Moran Ding coughed lightly: "Qing Guang, it's too rude to say that."

Candlestick Che came over and brought a bowl of hot noodles.

"I don't know how the master tastes," he said with a smile, "Try the master to see if he likes it."

Aoki Nansawa was a little dazed as he was stuffed with chopsticks.

The noodles are piping hot and topped with rich ingredients.

The thickly sliced ​​beef and golden poached eggs lie on the top, and the soup is boiled into white and has a strong aroma.

Candlestick Che made it himself.

"…thanks."

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to ruffle his hair even more.

"Altar Master kid," he blinked before Nanze dodged, "There seems to be something wrong with the forum, it's making a lot of noise."

Mr. Dazai, who had been mingling with the onlookers and watching the excitement for two hours, found out his conscience.

"Don't you want to go and see?"