King of 25 Cubs

In order to find out which wild cat harmed my flowers, I ran back to the house and checked the monitor.

It's a pity that the monitoring of the old residence can only be kept for a week.

When the surveillance video was fast-forwarding at several times the speed, I crossed my arms, looked at the screen with a sinking face, and silently chanted a hundred ways to stew the kitten in my heart.

... However, no abnormalities were found in the monitoring.

I tapped my fingertips on the table lightly, lost in thought.

Maybe because that corner is too remote and covered by plants, it is really not easy for small animals to get in and be found.

Of course, it is also possible that it appeared a week ago.

"Is this cunning? Or luck?"

I whispered to turn off the video, installed a new surveillance camera in the bushes, and re-maintained the poor plants.

In fact, kittens and puppies have sneaked in before, and stray cats almost settled down for a while.Small animals seem to like my yard very much, perhaps because there are more plants and the air is good.

But no cat or dog has ever made my flowers like this!

Here I would like to describe the shape and layout of the old residence——

This is an old house with wooden floors that creak when you step on it. It has two floors. The living area is small, but the side yard is large.

There is no yard on the left side, and it is next to the Western Restaurant and Oda Writer; there are yards on the front, back and right side, and the neighbor on the right is Nioh’s house, and the vines grow along the wall, and they all climbed into his yard.

There is an aisle on the opposite side, which is a community activity center converted from a house - but we usually call it a mahjong parlor.

There are many kinds of plants in my yard. The climate in Yokohama is good, and basically the same flowers will not bloom all year round. At the beginning, I thought that the flower shop must have confidence.

After installing the new surveillance camera, I passed by a western restaurant on the way out, thinking that I hadn’t eaten curry with Odasaku for a long time, but when I opened the door, I was told by the shopkeeper that Odasaku was not at home.

"It seems that there is a very important job and a business trip is required. Oda Saku has been away for a week. He knew you were making up lessons, so he didn't bother you."

The shop manager paused for a moment, and added: "Mr. Dazai, who often eats with him, hasn't shown up for a week. Maybe the two of them are on a business trip together."

"Eh? What about the kids?"

The store manager turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall: "Xingsuke took his brothers and sisters to the supermarket to grab a half-price discount, and he should be back soon."

"Then I'll wait here for a while."

While waiting for someone, Grandpa Nioh happened to come over to buy curry cubes specially made by the store manager.

By the way, although this restaurant is a western restaurant, the manager's western food is terrible, but the curry is excellent.

In fact, he changed the name of the store to "Curry Restaurant", maybe the business will be more prosperous.

As soon as the old man saw me, he showed the same fox smile as Nioh's family: "Oh, Yuka is here too? I happen to have something for you."

Grandpa Niwang took me to his yard, and once again snatched a large piece of melon from his grandson for me.

I:"……"

It's always watermelons, Nioh's family has too many melons!

Nioh Masaharu, who had been robbed of the melon, looked at his empty palm in distress, then raised his head and stared at me.

I thought about it, and silently split the melon in half and gave it to him.

As soon as Nioh Masaharu reached out to take it, his grandfather slapped him on the back of the head: "This is for Yuguoguo, eat it and cut it yourself!"

"Pfft, I cut that piece just now."

Nioh grumbled dissatisfiedly, turned around and went into the house to find the watermelon knife.

"Youguo seems to have lost weight recently? Eat more, watermelon is enough. I have an old friend in the country, he often sends some fruits and vegetables... Do you know Yihatbo Village?"

Grandpa Niwang said in a nostalgic tone: "I lived there for a while, and I also met Masaharu's grandma. Yihatbe Village is really a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters."

At this moment, Masaharu Nioh just came out with a watermelon knife and half a watermelon in his hands.

"The melon delivery boy you asked me to bring to the station yesterday... seems to be Kenji Miyazawa? Is he the grandson of your old friend?"

"It's not the grandson, that's the kid next door to my friend's house. He usually drives cattle in the village. My old friend sprained his ankle that day, so he volunteered to help deliver things."

As if thinking of something interesting, Grandpa Ren Wang smiled: "That child left the village for the first time and almost lost his way."

Nioh Masaharu said thoughtfully: "I heard that it takes a lot of strength to drive the cattle. No wonder that young man is so strong that he almost bent the stop sign."

"Xianzhi is only ten years old this year, and he can do anything; look at you—"

Grandpa Ren Wang showed a look of disdain: "The four bodies are not diligent and the five grains are not distinguished."

Nioh Masaharu looked puzzled: "I admit that there is no distinction between five grains, but where did the lack of work come from? I am the first choice for the tennis team."

I silently listened to the bickering between my grandparents and my grandson, eating melons quietly.

As I was eating, Nioh Masaharu's eyes suddenly fell on me, and his expression was indescribable: "Although I have complained before, but...why do you eat watermelon and not spit out watermelon seeds?"

I swallowed a mouthful of melon and blinked my eyes: "I don't spit out grape skins when I eat grapes."

Nioh Masaharu was slapped on the back of the head by his grandfather again.

"People like not to vomit seeds, do you have an opinion?"

"How dare I have an opinion?" Nioh Masaharu covered the back of his head with a bitter face: "Grandpa, am I your grandson? Why do I feel that I was picked, and Gao Sui is your granddaughter?"

"I really want to have a granddaughter like Yu Guoguo, she is so cute." Grandpa Renwang said angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took Masaharu Nioh with his arms: "Hey, Yuguoguo, what do you think of my grandson?"

I tilted my head blankly: "It's, it's not bad?"

"Although Yazhi doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish grains, I can assure you that this kid is a good person, with a cheerful personality and a decent face... The most important thing is that he is white-haired like you. If you have children, There will be no miscellaneous hairs, and there must be white hairs."

Grandpa Renwang smiled and said, "How about it, do you want to consider dating my grandson?"

The melon in Nioh Masaharu's hand was almost frightened: "Grandpa——"

As soon as Nioh Masaharu opened his mouth, his grandfather interrupted him coldly: "Don't talk yet."

"..." I thought for a while and said solemnly: "It's still possible to have miscellaneous hairs, because my mother has black hairs."

Nioh Masaharu: "Hey, isn't the point right?"

I scratched my hair and declined politely, "And I'm preparing to take the entrance exam to Dongdae University next year, so I don't have time to fall in love."

Nioh Masaharu was stunned: "Didn't you just go to the first year of high school before you dropped out?"

"I suddenly realized that I was a child prodigy. I would be sorry if I didn't skip a grade...Do you believe me?"

"Will you beat me if you don't believe me?"

I nodded slightly: "Yes."

Grandpa Renwang suddenly interjected: "Seeing how harmonious the atmosphere of your speech is, do you really not think about the suggestion just now?"

"Let's forget it." I said seriously, "I'm a learning machine with no emotions."

Nioh Masaharu twitched the corners of his mouth, and helplessly supported his forehead: "Grandpa, please don't mention this matter again."

In short, in the end, under the double opposition of Masaharu Nioh and I, Grandpa Nioh, who had lost hope of matching, went to play mahjong in frustration.

"I'm sorry, but my grandpa's personality is quite out of character."

Nioh Masaharu stroked his forehead hair, showing a rare bit of embarrassment.

"It's okay, Grandpa Nioh is very cute."

I waved my hand indifferently, and asked again: "By the way, I remember that your math grades are pretty good, can you lend me your math notes from your junior high school?"

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll look for it."

Nioh Masaharu readily agreed, and went back to the house to find his notes.

I was waiting for him in the yard, when Grandpa Niwang, who was playing mahjong across the street, yelled at me: "Yuguo, will San Que and Yi come?"

As soon as the words fell, a black figure like a cannonball suddenly rushed out of the corner.

"Takaho Yuka——!!!"

In the next second, that nimble little black dwarf crossed the fence with a swift wind and grabbed my collar.

I dodged quickly, dodging his movements.

"What did that man call you?"

The other party stopped his movements, crossed his arms and blocked me, narrowing his eyes in displeasure: "Takaho Yuka, right? Fortunately, I passed by here, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to catch you.

He looked at me with a low voice: "Are you not dead?"

I blinked my eyes in bewilderment, and saw who the person in front of me was——

It turned out to be Zhongye in the Central Plains? !

Ah, he was caught again.

But how did he come here?

He stared at me with those blue eyes, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards me aggressively with heavy steps.

I quickly thought about the countermeasures, and shouted as I stepped back: "What are you going to do! Don't come here?!"

As I expected, this shout yelled out all the neighbors in the neighborhood.

Enthusiastic grandparents were carrying mops, brooms and rolling pins, the owner of the western restaurant was holding a spoon, and Nioh Masaharu ran out with a tennis racket.

Holding "weapons" in their hands, they collectively stared at Chuya Zhongyuan, with the attitude of "you will be beaten if you take one step forward".

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

"Yugo, what happened?"

"Gaosui, is someone pestering you?"

"Don't be afraid, Yuguoguo, get rid of him immediately!"

……

Zhongyuan Zhongye's body froze, he stood still, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "The folk customs in your community are very simple."

Seeing that there are ordinary people around, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say anything, just pointed to the nearby alley: "I have something to talk to you about."

His voice paused slightly, his eyes sank, and he emphasized his tone: "Don't try to run away, if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple, if you dare to run away—"

He scanned the neighbors in the neighborhood threateningly, snorted coldly, turned and left.

Tch, the threat is very imposing, as if he can really do something to these ordinary people.

I secretly cursed in my heart, turned around and shouted at the neighbors: "It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding, I know that person."

Neighbors, however, were concerned.

"How did Yuguo know that person? He looks so fierce."

——He was actually pretending to be fierce.

"Look at that outfit... he can't be a black man, can he?"

— Cough, he is not only a gangster, but also an outstanding young man who touched Yokohama.

Nioh Masaharu said thoughtfully, "Is there really no problem, Takaho?"

"It's okay, it's okay, help me find the notes first, and I'll come back to get them later."

After finally persuading the enthusiastic neighbors to go home, I went to that alley and found Zhongya Zhongyuan.

He leaned against the wall with his head down, thinking of something, his face was indifferent, and the dividing line between light and dark criss-crossed across his body.

I put my hands in my pockets and said slowly, "Why are you here?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head, and took the opportunity to continue: "I heard from my subordinates that the mackerel guy appeared near here... Wait, why are you asking me?!"

He suddenly came to his senses and glared at me angrily: "Takaho Yuka, right? I don't care if you want to be alone, where is Matilda?"

"Didn't I say that Takaho Yuka is dead." I smiled brightly, and said in a long voice, "You're mistaken again, I'm Takaho Yuka, and I'm here to investigate some of Takaho Yuka's thing."

"Huh?! That's why you're pretending to be Takaho Yuka?" Nakahara Chuya showed distrust in his eyes, and said calmly, "Aren't you not going to be someone else's substitute?"

He suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Isn't Takaho Lychee the same as Takaho Yuka?"

I thought to myself that this person guessed quite accurately, sighed, and said very calmly: "You just saw that the neighbors of Takaho Yugo are so kind to Yugo. If they know that Yugo is dead, they will be very sad. .And it will be easier for me to investigate as Takaho Yuka.”

Nakahara Nakaya stared at me coldly, and after half a minute, he "sighed": "Let me trust you, why do you want to investigate Takaho Yuka?"

I made up a random reason: "I just want to know how she died."

Nakahara Chuya also looked suspicious: "I wanted to ask you before, aren't you and Takaho Yuka twin sisters? Why don't you seem to be very clear about her?"

"Because we didn't grow up together, I followed my father and she followed my mother."

"Your parents..."

"They have never been married, so Yuguo and I are considered illegitimate daughters."

"...Sorry." Zhong Yuanzhong also covered his lips and coughed twice: "I have a mutually beneficial idea, do you want to listen?"

"I don't want to hear it."

"Tsk, why don't you eat oil and salt?"

Zhong Yuanzhong complained impatiently, regardless of whether I wanted to hear it or not, he said to himself: "I will help you investigate the cause of Takaho Yuka's death, and you help me pretend to be Takaho Yuka and lure someone out."

Why hasn't this person given up letting me be my substitute?

"No, can't I investigate on my own?" I flatly refused, "And I'm a military policeman, and you are a mafia. Our identities are opposite. It's not good for us to get too close to you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows: "You already know my identity?"

"The famous port Mafia Gravitator, who knows—"

My voice suddenly stopped, I turned my head to look at the corner of the alley, and said coldly: "Who is hiding there, come out!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't react slowly, turning back almost at the same time as me.

"it's me."

Nioh Masaharu walked out from the corner calmly, still holding his tennis racket.

I keep my eyes open.

Boy, when did you get the habit of listening to corners?

Seeing Masaharu Nioh, Chuya Nakahara's expression turned cold instantly.

"How much did you overhear?"

"Not much, I just heard you say 'I'll help you investigate the cause of Takaho Yuka's death'. And I didn't do it for eavesdropping, it's because Grandpa is worried, let me come and have a look."

As he said that, Nioh Masaharu turned his gaze to me: "So, Takaho Yuka is dead?"

Ah, I suddenly remembered that the last time he saw my wreath at the church door.

Why do you always meet Nioh Masaharu at such an embarrassing "death" scene?

Under the young man's sharp gaze, I bit the bullet and nodded.

——Don't reveal your secrets.

Seeing my actions, the boy seemed to be in great grief for an instant, and the corners of his eyes even turned red quickly.

I:"……"

Wait bro, isn't the drama a little too much?

Nioh Masaharu took a deep breath, and said word by word: "When did it happen?"

"Just a while ago..."

I muttered, almost saying "just a while ago when you went to Tokyo for a game".

Nioh Masaharu put the tennis racket under his armpit, lowered his head, covered his face with one hand, and waved the other hand towards us, with a choked voice: "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, go back and take it easy, you continue to chat."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

... I have reason to suspect that he covered his face because he was afraid of laughing.

Nakahara Chuya was silent for a long time, looking at me blankly, with a subtle tone: "Is this person also a fool who was tricked into the fish pond by that scumbag girl Takaho Yuka?"

I:"……"

You are an idiot, your whole family is an idiot! ! !

I took a deep breath and told myself not to be angry.

Nakahara Chuya is only ten years old, only ten years old, only ten years old...

The system was about to burst out laughing: [Host, what expression would he have if one day Zhongyuan Zhong knew that he was really a fool. 】

"There won't be such a day."

I am categorical.

[Bet host, if you reveal your identity, you will stew yourself in an iron pot. 】

"Go away, don't gamble."

"Ah, where did you just say that?"

Silly fish... No, Zhong Yuan Zhong also spoke again.

I have nothing to love and said: "Say that I know your identity."

"Oh, yes." Zhong Yuan also looked serious: "Then I won't go around in circles with you. Takaho Yuka lived in Yokohama before. As a local snake in Yokohama, I can use more resources in this city than you. Besides , I investigated her before I learned that Takaho Yuka was dead."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also paused, and continued: "According to the teachers and students of Haichang High School, she applied to join the military and police force and has already suspended her studies."

I said calmly, "I know this too, so what?"

Nakahara Chuya's tone was firm: "Your status in the military and police should not be low. If you want to investigate the cause of death of your relatives, you can just order it directly. Now you are here to investigate alone, even pretending to be Takaho Yuka, so -"

He looked at me fixedly, and concluded: "You don't trust the military police. The cause of Takaho Yuka's death is related to the military police, right? She probably went to perform some secret mission and died in the mission. "

"..."

I really didn't expect that Nakahara Chuya's brain hole could be opened to such an extent.

Seeing my dumbfounded expression, Zhong Yuanzhong also hooked the corners of his lips: "It seems that I am right."

I opened my mouth, closed it again, and gritted my teeth a bit when I finally spoke: "Yes, you are right."

If I want to say how I feel now, it is regret, very regret.

I shouldn't have said that I came to investigate the cause of Takaho Yuka's death.Sure enough, it was a pleasure to lie for a while, and he lied to the crematorium.

"Let's cooperate." Zhongya Nakahara extended a hand towards me: "You want to investigate the cause of Takaho Yuka's death, and I also want to use your face to find a little silly fish who doesn't know where it is hidden."

Can you stop saying the word "stupid fish", I'm almost brainwashed by this word!

"And that little silly fish probably knows the cause of Takaho Yuka's death. If you find her, maybe you don't need to investigate hard."

For the sake of this, if you refuse again, you will be suspected. I sighed: "That's fine."

Anyway, I agreed, it's none of my business whether people are attracted or not.

To be precise, it is impossible to elicit it.

Zhong Yuan also threw the jacket he took off over his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to me: "It's a happy cooperation."

I was silent for a moment, and reached out to give him a high five: "How do you want me to cooperate with you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pinched his chin and thought for a moment, his tone was serious: "Follow me to the amusement park."

I frowned and raised an objection: "Wait, I just cooperated with you to lure people out, right? Why did you suddenly run to the amusement park?"

"Because Matilda... is the silly fish I'm looking for, and she seems to be obsessed with amusement parks."

Zhongyuan Zhongye's blue eyes dimmed slightly, and his voice seemed to have no emotion, but also seemed to have all kinds of emotions: "We originally made an appointment to go together, but due to various reasons, the trip was finally cancelled."

I pursed my lips and fell silent.

——"When I was young, I wanted to go to the amusement park once, but the adults at home didn't take me there; when I grew up, I went there a few times by myself, maybe because I was too old, I always felt that it was not fun. I don't know Mr. Kazuya Would it be a completely different feeling if we went together?"

—Okay, let’s go to the amusement park.Don't you want to ride my motorcycle?I will start the car to pick you up tomorrow morning.

The conversations in the past suddenly came to my mind, and I had mixed feelings for a while.

I still want to struggle: "Well...can I not go to the amusement park?"

"Why, you also have an obsession with amusement parks?"

"...That's not true."

"Then go quickly."

Zhong Yuanzhong also got on his locomotive: "Oh, by the way, you can't sit in the back seat, you can go by tram."

I:"……"

As expected of you, long time no see and still a straight man.

My gaze unconsciously moved to the locomotive of Chuya Nakahara.

To be honest, although I no longer miss this person, I still miss his motorcycle.

Who wouldn't want to ride such a scooter?

Seeing my envious eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong also said vigilantly: "I reserve the back seat for one person, and no one can sit in it."

Hearing this, my expression froze.

Is the back seat of the car reserved for...

He turned his head to look at me, and said seriously: "I promised her that I would pick her up in the car and go to the amusement park. This promise has not been fulfilled. Before that, no one can sit."

For a moment, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if someone had sprinkled salt into the crevices of a wound that hadn't completely healed, and touched those tiny pain-sensing nerve fibers.

"Xiaoqi, tell me, how cunning this person is, he obviously made a choice at the beginning, didn't he?"

Most of the time in life, there is no option to have the best of both worlds. If you choose this path, you will inevitably give up the other.

We are all continuing to move forward on the path we have chosen for ourselves, even if we can only go in the opposite direction from now on.I don't want to stand there waiting for you to turn back, so can I please, don't turn back?

In order to relieve this discomfort, I cleared my throat and said nonsense: "I don't want to be your back seat, I just think this car is good. Otherwise, I will ride your motorcycle to the amusement park, and you will take the tram by yourself go?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes and looked at me in surprise: "How many drinks are you so drunk?"

With a sullen face, I said coldly: "Don't slander others, I haven't been drunk since I was a child."

"Then don't worry about my motorcycle, it's a man's concubine."

After finishing speaking, Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped on the accelerator and left in a hurry.

I, who was left in place, ate a mouthful of ashes.

I took out my mobile phone and called the old housekeeper: "I want to buy a little wife... Bah, a motorcycle!"

I said viciously, "Buy the most expensive one."

The old housekeeper was very calm: "Is one car enough?"

"I want two!"

Huh, isn't it just a locomotive?I can afford it too!

Not only can I afford it, but I can buy two!

I walked back angrily, and I was not in a hurry to go to the tram stop, so I let Zhong Yuan wait in the amusement park.

Anyway, I'm taking the tram, and we haven't made an appointment, so it's normal to be late.

Nioh Masaharu helped me cover just now, and I have to thank him.

Back in the courtyard of Nioh’s house, Masaharu Nioh was waiting for me in the courtyard, and there were several slices of melons on the small stone table—it looked like people eating melons and watching a show without knowing the truth.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head, was delighted to see me, and raised two fingers: "I met you twice, what are you playing?"

I sat across from him, lay down on the table listlessly, and said listlessly: "I owe you a favor this time."

Masaharu Nioh suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, he said, "Don't be sad."

I raised my eyebrows: "how can you tell that I'm sad?"

"Don't underestimate the intuition of a fraudster." Nioh Masaharu raised his finger, and after a moment of consideration, he asked me: "That was your ex-boyfriend just now?"

"Is it so obvious?" I rubbed my face and said in a muffled voice, "I almost became an ex-boyfriend, but we couldn't get one, so we broke up."

I whispered, "It's not that sad, but I have to go to the amusement park later, I don't really want to go..."

"I'm more accurate in seeing people, and I can get a little bit right even if I'm guessing."

Nioh Masaharu tapped the table with his finger, and said slowly: "So your ex-boyfriend is actually Kaito's Kise Ryota?"

I scratched my hair: "Why do you know so much about my relationship history?"

"Hey, doesn't this just happen to live next door to your house?"

He said with a hippie smile: "Last year you went out to relax for a month, Mr. Huang Lai thought you lost contact, and came to your house to look for you. I happened to tell him that you went on a trip."

The silver-haired boy put his hands on his chin and looked at me leisurely: "Go out secretly to relax without telling your boyfriend. I guessed that you two would break up. Then this time, why did you break up?"

I thought about it seriously, and said slowly: "Because of the disagreement in life philosophy, for him, responsibilities and promises are more important than everything."

Even if he wants to find Matilda, I don't dare to confirm how much so-called liking or love is involved in this action.

"I don't trust him anymore."

I raised the corners of my lips and showed a wry smile: "It can be said that as much security as he once gave me, he gave me back so much anxiety when we parted ways."

"The most important thing is that I can't imagine how far I would compromise for him if I was really with him."

Who can't even give me [-] points, why should I give my own [-] points to him?

Masaharu Nioh nodded to express his understanding: "You are standing in front of him, but he can't recognize who you are. The first may be that his mind is not so delicate, and the second... the responsibility for you may be more important than the feelings for you. "

The young man spread his hands and said in a helpless tone, "Look, we are just neighbors, but even if I overheard your conversation, I never doubted for a second that you are not Takaho Yuka, but Takaho Yuka's twin." sisters."

"The two of you are in different situations." I touched my nose and explained in a low voice, "Actually, I changed my makeup a bit when I faced him..."

Nioh Masaharu's eyes lit up: "Is it disguised? Can you teach me?"

Thinking of the hobbies of the boy in front of me, I suddenly realized: "Damn, are you playing tricks on me?!"

I patted the table and said angrily: "I said why you suddenly pulled me into a relationship like a best friend, you are too treacherous!"

"I've said it all, don't underestimate the intuition of a fraudster." Masaharu Nioh twirled his fingertips around his braid, and smiled very wickedly: "I can only think of the fact that the other party can stand in front of you but not recognize you." possibility."

He leaned forward slightly, and gave me a bad idea with an excited face: "How about you teach me how to pretend to be you, and I will go to the amusement park for a 'date' for you?"

I squeezed my chin and thought about it, and suddenly felt... This plan seems feasible?

After all, I know a lot of things, and disguise is just a handy little skill for me.

Moreover, King Ren's grandparents took good care of me. I have eaten so many melons from their house for free, and it seems that it is not impossible to teach the boy in front of me what I know.

Seeing my silence, Nioh Masaharu thought that I disagreed, and continued to lobby with a sincere tone: "I am not difficult to teach, and I have the foundation. When I disguise myself as a member of the tennis team, outsiders will not be able to recognize it."

I wanted to tease the other party, so I fooled him casually, and said in a swearing voice: "My apprenticeship fee is not low, do you know that the richest man Gao Sui's family? The previous head of the family gave me all the family property in order to let me teach his granddaughter kendo .”

"I'm not that rich."

Nioh Masaharu wrinkled his face in distress, and said without hesitation: "How about this, although I don't have any money, but I still have someone here? Do you want to consider my grandfather's suggestion?"

"..." I looked at him with complicated eyes, puzzled with hesitation: "You actually want to be a stupid fish in a fish pond?"

Nioh Masaharu: "???"

The author has something to say:

I don't vomit the seeds when I eat watermelon, but I vomit the skin when I eat grapes ()

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感谢在2020-04-1113:11:49~2020-04-1412:04:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Dear passerby, one Xuan Mi;

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