Do not sleep

Xiaoye Zuowenwen turned his head when he heard the words, looked at the white ball that rolled off the chair beside him and was about to roll into the distance, and immediately kicked it.

Yamabuchi Kunihiro exposed his limbs and head in pain, and Xiaoye Zuowenwen grabbed him by the collar and carried him back to his seat.

Hotaru was stunned by Saya Zuomonji's magical kick, and looked at Yamabuki Kunihiro's stunned expression for a moment with a toothache.

It looks like it hurts.

"It's not good to treat patients so roughly, isn't Yamabuki autistic?" Hotaru said while holding his forehead.

Self-isolation needs more care.

"It's okay, I won't get hurt." Xiao Ye left the text and tilted her head.

"Tui said I couldn't let Yamabukiri close himself up all the time, so I told me to kick him whenever I saw him shrink into a ball."

"The method of kicking people is also taught by you?" Ranto Shiro asked.

"Well, I said that kicking like this will only make people feel pain, but it won't hurt." Xiao Ye Zuowen nodded.

"Pain is also a method of psychological treatment. At least it makes people react a bit instead of being indifferent. Five tigers retreat is a good initial treatment." Hakata Toshiro poured a glass of red wine.

"As long as no one gets hurt."

No no no, you overestimate the five tigers retreat, I think he may just simply not like to see a sword Fusangshin turned into a ball rolling around.

Akashi/National Bank secretly rolled their eyes and didn't bother to explain.

"Can't Yamabukiri talk?" Rantoshiro asked while stirring the salad.

"I didn't even hear him speak."

"I heard that he sometimes speaks behind people, but he never speaks in front of people." Hotaru, who had chatted with Hasebe, who was cutting and cutting No. 1356 Honmaru in the ward, replied.

"Hmm." Xiaoye echoed in Zuowen.

"Since it's transferred to our Honmaru, it's a companion." Rantoshiro asked after taking a bite of the salad.

"Is there any treatment plan for Yamabukiri?"

"Chopper said, let us communicate more with Yamabuchi at the beginning." Saya Zuowen recalled.

"There are many definitions of communication, how to do it specifically?" Hakata Toshiro asked.

"Let's talk about it, first of all, you can't make Yamabukiri shrink into a ball." Xiaoye said in Zuowen, and quickly kicked Yamabagiri Kunihiro who was quietly trying to shrink into a ball.

Kunihiro Yamabasa sat upright in pain.

At the side, Akashi/National Bank pushed the chair away quietly for a little bit.

"Then, Chopper said that it's fine as long as we take Yamabagiri with us when we go out to play." Saya left words.

"Then play slowly, I'm done." After eating the vegetable salad, Ranto Shiro wiped the paper towel gracefully, and said casually.

"I'm going out to play later."

"What about going out to play, don't you never go out?" Hakata Toshiro shook the red wine glass and hooked the corner of his mouth.

Rantoshiro's level is too high, so he has never been out in battle, and the two of them are neighbors, and they are observed by Hakata Toshiro. Apart from eating and drinking tea, Rantoshiro spends almost every day surfing the Internet. He doesn't know what he is doing in front of the optical brain.

It should be chatting, Hakata Fujishiro guessed.

And apart from the last time he went to find the five tigers and his group who ran to Diablo Honmaru, Ranto Shiro had never been out of the house again, and he was almost the same as a dead house.

"Occasionally, I have to go out to get some air." Ranto Shiro blinked.

"Come on, there must be something to do." Although he is busy every day, this does not prevent Hotaru from understanding the personality of Ranto Shiro's dead house.

Hotaru smelled gossip.

Saya Zuomonji, Hakata Toshiro, Hotaru, Foxosuke, including Akashi/National Bank who seemed to be lying on the table to rest but actually had his ears pricked up, just a few pairs of eyes looked over.

"..." Ranto Shiro.

It's fun to watch other people's excitement, but it's a joke to watch yourself.

Sometimes it's a double-edged sword for teammates to gossip too much.

"I'm just going out on a date," Ranto Shiro explained.

"Phase [-] is coming soon, are you still in the mood for a date?" Akashi/National Bank was surprised.

The last time I was taught a lesson was not bad enough. Three 20-word self-criticisms totaled 60 words. Isn’t this self-criticism profound enough?

"I have to dump my boyfriend before the first brother comes, otherwise the first brother will think that I am not serious enough." Ranto Shiro made a "crackling" abacus.

"If you don't date, how can you dump someone." Ranto Shiro spoke plausibly.

Anyway, he has been working under Brother Yiqi for so many years, so he still has the ability to fool people.

...Although most of the time, Brother Yi is not easy to fool.

But what is the motto of their army.

The more frustrated, the more courageous, cough, no, it is to face difficulties.

If Ranto Shiro would be overthrown by this mere gutter, he would have made so many boyfriends in vain for so many years under the eyes of Yizheng Hawkeye.

After setting up his lofty ambitions, Ranto Shiro waved his hand and said hello, and planned to go out on a date.

Before Ranto Shiro left, Hotaru suddenly remembered something and threw something in the past, Ranto Shiro caught it casually and took a look.

"What is this?" Rantoshiro asked.

"For the communicator at the Ministry of Science and Technology, you just need to remember to send a message every day." Hotaru simply explained.

Rantoshiro nodded and left.

Watching Ranto Shiro disappear near the transmission device in the courtyard, Hotaru finished the bread and drank the milk in one gulp.

"Then I'm going to the Government of Time." Hotaru said.

"Remember to bring me a bottle of red wine when you come back at noon." Hakata Toshiro said to Hotaru who left.

Hotaru didn't turn her head back, and waved her hand to show that she understood.

After breakfast, Hakata Toshiro and Foxnosuke went to the room Honmaru to deal with business, and the five little tigers went to the fifth floor to clean the room of the god judge as usual. Soon there were only Sayo Samonji, Yamabuki Kunihiro and Akashi left in the restaurant / Bank of China.

When Akashi/National Bank drank the last taste of soup slowly, Saya Zuomono dragged Akashi/National Bank with one hand, and held Yamabaki Kunihiro who wanted to shrink into a ball but was kicked and dared not shrink back. The room where the five tigers retreated on the third floor.

While playing the game quietly while waiting for the five tigers to wake up, they had agreed to go out to play today.

It's a pity that last night, the god-judgment made a fortune, and the five tigers who stayed up all night fell asleep until the evening, and when they woke up, they were pitifully dispirited and had a headache.

The only thing that was fortunate was that Wuhu Tui was relieved to hear that the interrogator woke up all night and went to sleep again.

Finally, he didn't have to worry about being killed by the master's getting up, and the five tigers wept with joy.

however.

There is a phenomenon in this world called extreme joy begets sorrow.

At midnight, all the Token Fusangshin in Honmaru were asleep.

In the quiet night, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the wind was moving, and there was a deafening thunderous sound like "Boom Boom Boom" from the sky.

The dark clouds were dense, and the entire Honmaru space was covered by rain clouds that could not see the end. In an instant, heavy rain poured down, and the continuous rain fell continuously.

At this time, Zong San Zuowen, who was in the tiankeng with a physique different from that of a human god, worked tirelessly to climb, failed repeatedly and was almost on the verge of reaching the top, was completely embarrassed by the sudden heavy rain, his hands slipped, and he fell down.

About to succeed, but failed to climb.

"..." Zong San left the words.

There is a sentence that I must say to paralyze! ! !

Zong Sanzuo's writing is far away from the direction where Zong Sanzuo's writing is located.

All the dark swords and swords were in a mess, and they finally found a cave where they could hide in the heavy rain.

Drenched all over but unable to find any dry wood to light the fire, Anluo Yamato Shouan leaned against the wall of the cave, and finally couldn't help biting his back teeth.

"What the hell is this place!!!?"