[Net King] Wait until I learn to love you

With his back facing the glaring white light, the boy in the camera still had that handsome face, with exquisite features and sharp eyes, and the childishness in the daytime was missing between his brows and eyes.

Echizen Ryoma barged in so abruptly, and saw the bald girl holding a white DSLR frozen in place.

He was obviously angry, but he just put his hands in his pockets, looked coldly at her startled black eyes, and said nothing.

"Go ahead..."

Miyagi Yoshinori spat out the boy's last name dumbly, and slowly put down the camera in his hand, seemingly at a loss.

"Ah, that's great!" Takeshi Momoshiro also rushed in, "I finally found Miyagi-san!"

"Are you... looking for me?"

The bald girl was a little uncertain, looking back and forth at the three boys who suddenly appeared.Except for the guy wearing the white cap, the other two had joy on their faces.

"Yes, Ms. Shioi said that the Miyagi Consul has not returned, and everyone is very worried." Takashi Kawamura smiled innocently, "It's very late, shall we go back?"

This sentence was strongly affirmed by Takeshi Momoshiro: "That's right, that's right, Senior Fuji and the others should have cooked delicious food when we go back, right? I'm almost starving to death, starving to death!"

The two boys walked out one after another, but Echizen Ryoma still didn't move.He didn't move, and Miyagi Yoshiyoshi couldn't move either.

"Ah, by the way, first call the ministers and report that Miyagi-san has been found."

The bald-headed little girl watched Takeshi Momoshiro take out a mobile phone, and made a phone call while walking back.

She seemed to have realized something, and became more and more uncomfortable under the calm gaze of the Echizen boy.

Just when she was about to explode, the person in front of her suddenly moved.He turned around and followed the seniors unhurriedly.

Miyagi Yoshinori subconsciously moved his right foot to keep up with him, but suddenly there was a piercing pain, his foot was weak, and he had to grab something to keep his balance.

Echizen Ryoma couldn't move anymore.He turned his face sideways, his facial features were immersed in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.He watched the hand on his right arm, its grip so tight it hurt.

The injury to his right foot was more painful than Yoshizen Miyagi imagined.It was so painful that I couldn't walk.Although she was not used to it, she still hesitated and opened her mouth:

"... Yueqian, can I trouble you to help me walk back. The foot injury... seems to be more serious."

To die is to face and suffer.

She scolded herself in her heart, the pain had obviously spread to the kneecap, and it was the best choice for someone to carry it back.Also unique.

"Come up."

The hand was tightly clenched and slowly pulled over. Enduring the pain, she hopped twice on one foot. When she realized it, she was already on Echizen Ryoma's back.

The young man's seemingly thin body carried a weight similar to his own, but he still walked leisurely step by step.Although the speed was a bit slow, he was quickly thrown aside by the people in front.But he never stopped and hesitated about the direction.

This guy is... unexpectedly reliable.

Miyagi Yoshinori stared at the back of his head with the white cap, pursed his lips, muttered, and said:

"I don't...bring my phone."

So there is no way to inform you, it was not intentional...

Echizen Ryoma did not answer.Silence spread in the air, covering the young girl, like a dark cloud, oppressing one's breath.

She found out badly that what she said just now was totally untenable.Clenching her hands into fists and placing them on the boy's shoulders, she spoke again, with a much more sincere tone:

"I forgot to bring a communication tool and went out. I made you worry. I'm sorry."

The boy didn't pause, but squeezed out a single syllable when Miyagi Yoshinori was so uncomfortable that he wanted to sigh:

"Ah."

When they returned to the villa, everyone was full of sadness.The long dining table was empty, save for a few empty plates that had been soaked or licked clean, not even a drop of salad dressing left.

Miyagi Yoshinori still remembered Takeshi Momoshiro's good wishes for the table full of delicious food, so he was somewhat puzzled by the current scene.

Sora Shioi saw that the person was being carried back, his elegant and warm facial expression remained unchanged, he just went up to him and asked:

"What's the matter, Xiaoshan, Echizen-sama?"

"I do not--"

"Please take the medicine box." Echizen Ryoma rudely interrupted Miyagi Yoshinori, and then put the person on him on the chair closest to him, without even looking at her, he turned to ask, "Senior, what's the matter?"

Buer Zhouzhu chuckled, quite helplessly: "There are supermarkets, but the chicken, duck and fish in them have been sold out. It seems that the residents here have a lot of appetite."

Miyagi Yoshinori shook his head when he heard the words: "It shouldn't be like this. There are at most ten households in this neighborhood, and the permanent population is only a few dozen people, and half of them are vegetarian monks. Although the boss has hundreds of employees, they all Don't live here."

"And it is reported that the food at the Takeuchi fishing ground is very good, but the ingredients are all kinds of sea fish ready-made in the fishing ground, and they have never been purchased in the mall." Qian Zhenzhi raised his glasses.He has been studying this strange phenomenon for a long time, and he can tell the information without turning over the book.

However, basically no one cares why this happens.

Takeshi Momoshiro and Eiji Kikumaru were already dead, lying on the big dining table in a corpse-like state, as if there were still ghost fires bubbling from their heads.

"Hiss... Echizen, isn't this your family's villa? Didn't you know the situation beforehand?" Kaitang Xun was also hungry, and got a little angry, appearing a bit nasty.

Echizen Ryoma's silence made everyone fall into this situation, and he was indeed to blame.

"Boa constrictor, I can't blame Echizen for this..."

Momoshiro Takeshi didn't even have the energy to fight, so he could only grab the table and confront Kaitang Xun with his eyes.

Miyagi Yoshinori pinched the bridge of his nose, looked at Echizen Ryoma's calm face, feeling panicked.

She sat there silently, waiting for Sora Shio to bring the medicine kit, then quickly took off her shoes and began to bandage herself.

"Huh... Miyagi-san's foot is seriously injured." Eiji Kikumaru lay on the table, seeing the girl's red and swollen ankle moved towards her, "It must be very painful, it's all swollen into a bun... "

The mournful voice stopped abruptly, and the room was eerily quiet.

The bald girl's hand paused, and then her body shook.

She could feel that there were so many green lights shooting at her body, as if she was being targeted as a prey.

Didn't you just say "baozi"...

Isn't it just "baozi"...

"Goo~!"

She is also very hungry, okay?

Echizen Ryoma squinted at the glaring bald head trying to bury it in the girl's slender arms, and suddenly felt that his anger dissipated, and it was a little funny.

He was going to take out his mobile phone to ask his mother what to do.

But at this time, Miyagi Yoshinori spoke up:

"You guys, don't you want to eat plain rice?"

On behalf of everyone, Takeshi Momoshiro shook his head as if discouraged.

"Could it be..."

"The rice is gone." Sora Shioi silently counted the number of people, shook his head and said, "The ready-made rice has been divided up by them."

"What else is in the fridge?"

"Two large moldy potatoes."

"..." Miyagi Yoshinori frowned, and finally let out a long sigh, "I'm sorry everyone, it's because we didn't treat you well. If that's the case, we have to tear our skin apart."

Everyone didn't understand what she was talking about at all, and stared at her dully.

"Have you ever seen the monk chef we invited?"

The expression on Miyagi Yoshinori's face was a little weird, "Don't you think he looks particularly burly with big arms and round waist compared with monks in other places?"

Everyone recalled that master with a simple and honest face. Although he had only met him once, his body and bones were indeed different from those of ordinary people who eat vegetarian food and recite Buddha's name.

"And his complexion, don't you think it's quite delicate, rosy and shiny?"

Echizen Ryoma noticed that this girl seemed to be grinding her teeth secretly.

"Red face and fat body, if someone who eats tofu, vegetables, cucumbers and potatoes and doesn't even touch lard every day, do you think he can develop such a wealthy appearance?"

With a flash of sharp mirror light, Kunimitsu Tezuka seemed to understand something, but he was not sure:

"If they are monks, it's not surprising that people who practice martial arts have their own way of keeping in good health."

"Health preservation also needs to have a material basis." Miyagi Yoshino smiled sarcastically, "On the surface they only earn some sesame oil money, but in a temple in the suburbs, there are usually no tourists, and a dozen people rely on a few believers nearby. It would be nice to have enough food for the little money given. But the stewardess said that they often change the Buddha statues in the temple, the abbot’s scepter and the clothes of the young monks. What’s more suspicious is, no, what’s even more disgusting is that I have three times in a row You can smell the bloody smell of killing chickens!"

"what?!"

Everyone was shocked and stared blankly at the bald girl who became more and more angry as she spoke.

"How does the Miyagi Consul know that the news came from the temple next door?" Gan Sadaharu remained calm and took out his little green notebook to record.

Yoshizen Miyagi was startled, and pinched the bridge of his nose: "This... is actually very simple—"

"Hemosickness."

Echizen Ryoma murmured and blurted out, startled the girl who had already made up a speech and turned her head suddenly, and almost twisted her own neck: "Oh..."

Fool.

The boy curled his lips and looked up at Tezuka Kunimitsu: "Minister, no matter what, the most important thing is to get the food first."

"However, you still can't do things that commit crimes." Fujisuke touched his chin, and looked at the pensive man beside him, smiling like a flower, "Why don't we go and buy something from them?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at the two of them quietly for a while, then glanced at the pitiful teammate who was miserable, and said:

"Go ahead, you go with Fuji and Echizen."

Gan Zhenzhi stopped searching for information about haemosis, raised his glasses, and said, "Understood."

"Hey...wait a minute, I'm going too." Miyagi Yoshizen raised his hand and said seriously, "You guys don't know each other well."

Why raise your hand?Because Tezuka Kunimitsu's mature and steady appearance made her feel like she was in class, especially now that he was still giving orders.

"You're not very familiar." Echizen Ryoma hit her mercilessly, ignoring the knives flying towards him, "Don't try to use your status as a 'consul' as an excuse, you are still far behind."

"You kid—"

"Miyagi-san, please take good care of your injuries. It's okay to leave this matter to them." Tezuka Kunimitsu's cold voice made the little girl turn off the fire, and muttered:

"They made me sick for half an hour every morning! This revenge must be avenged..."

"Hehehe... It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years." Fuji Zhouzhu heard this, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Echizen Ryoma saw a resigned expression on the face of a certain little girl, and a sentence drifted into his ear, and his amber eyes darkened:

"I'm not a gentleman, I'm a real woman, and I'm still a minor 'villain'..."

Only women and villains are difficult to raise.

She probably hasn't realized that her attitude towards their group of guests has changed drastically within a dozen hours.

The author has something to say: Does anyone feel that Echizen boy is becoming more and more suspicious?

No spoilers eh~~~

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Happy Friday~~

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So let’s talk about the rest of Friday~~~

The lid of the pot floats away...