Mori Chef's self-cultivation

Cold sweat is definitely not an exaggerated adjective.

At least for the man who is the dean, at this moment he really felt the shivering feeling of cold sweat gushing out from his back, as if he was about to wet his clothes and flow down the hem.

He was sure that when anyone was in his current position, it would be the same reaction.

There is no guy in the world who can face such intimidation freely.

"I really don't understand why you want to target this orphanage..."

Not only his body, but also his spirit gradually weakened, and he muttered to himself almost in a desperate tone: "It's obviously just an ordinary place, but if it's special, it's only the accident of the year... that obviously has nothing to do with us Yes, it is decided by the powerful bigwigs on their own, and it is difficult for ordinary people to resist..."

That's right, everything is an irreversible order, a decision that a small person like him can't change even if he tries his best.

What's more, apart from the two children, the young masters of the Shibusawa family are not together...!

For some reason, a long sigh suddenly sounded from the other side of the microphone.

"Still don't understand why?"

Although the tone of the other party was as usual, and he did not bluntly reprimand him as "really a hopeless idiot", but inexplicably, it made people feel an overly cold emotion, as if being tightly wrapped around the neck by a snake, as if In the next second, poisonous fangs will be ushered in.

The snake letter hissed, disturbing his soul.

"Some things are indeed unavoidable. After all, the abilities and courage of ordinary citizens are quite limited, and it is difficult to make a difference—not to mention, you don't like those two children very much."

The reassuring words were just appearances, and what followed were always pungent and sharp comments, which made him subconsciously want to refute.

For example, I treat all the little ones equally, and never deliberately embarrass anyone. The reason why Guan Zhongjima Atsushi and Kurihara Wataru are often confinement is just to better implement the discipline method.Who made the two of them really special.

The former is a tiger-like supernatural body that he had discovered long ago, while the latter is far more intelligent than his peers... If you don't learn how to pretend and blend in with the crowd, you will be caught as a freak sooner or later.

He can even be called kind-hearted!

"Education is not the only way to be brutal. You think you are trying your best to discipline, but in fact you prematurely destroy their luster and dust the diamonds."

The man on the other side of the phone still expressed his regret in a calm statement, which sounded far more embarrassing than harsh reprimands.

It seems to say: I understand, there are many incompetent people, and you are just the most ignorant one among them.

It is extremely difficult for human beings to admit their own shortcomings. The deeper the analysis, the easier it will be to cause a backlash. However, after he exposed the truth in a few words, the Dean, who was worried about this every night, completely lost the desire to argue.In the final analysis, it should be more appropriate to describe it as nothing to say.

In the end, the man leaning against the wall and barely maintaining his awkward sitting posture spoke slumpedly, as if a lamb bewitched by the devil took the initiative to board the sacrificial altar, and his voice was somewhat pious, "Then, what should I do? In order to make up for the mistakes I made..."

"I will give you new instructions next, just follow through."

The person on the other side of the receiver obviously had a strong desire for control, so he was naturally happy to receive such a result. He pondered for a moment, and then calmly issued his request with an expression like he was listening to an oracle: "Go and take a few pictures first." Send me a photo of her' via your phone."

"This..." If it hadn't been for the previous teachings that had established a rather stalwart image for the other party, at this moment he might have begun to suspect that there was a bad core hidden in it.

But at this moment, he firmly believes that this must have a serious purpose that he does not understand.

So he made up his mind, solemnly accepted the new task, and after promising that he would finish it soon, he hung up the communication and got up to start again.

Unexpectedly, after the mysterious man with whom he was talking on the phone put down his phone, he rubbed his temples and sighed with emotion to the blond sister Yu who was busy with part-time housekeeping and handling sundries in the temporary residence: "I haven't seen him for a long time. When will these days end..."

"I only know that if you hold the photo and do something bad, you will definitely be sanctioned."

"...How cruel, Alice."

Seeing his supernatural body slowly raise the dust duster in his hand, the man in the white coat shrank his neck, quickly raised his hand and groaned: "Just look at his current situation! I can't do anything, how can you?" Can doubt my character!"

"Does Lin Taro really have any character? Don't quibble, since such doubts have appeared in my head, it proves that you have indeed had similar thoughts." Alice mercilessly exposed his true face, with a look of can't wait Turn around and pick up the decontamination powder and sprinkle it all over the house in a way to eliminate demons.

But if she disliked it, she still put on a stern face, and asked confidently: "However, remember to copy it and give me a copy. You know, I haven't ruaed a cat for a long time."

"Obviously an accomplice, you still say that I..."

The man muttered in a low voice, only to see her raising her eyebrows high, with the threat of "If you offend me, I will delete all your inventory" written all over her face, he immediately surrendered with a white flag.

No way, who allowed him to enjoy Alice's perspective and memory unilaterally, but not the other way around. It is really unfair to the supernatural body.

You know, he used it quite a lot in the past to film and store [Maomao Growth Record [-]].

It is estimated that we will have to continue in the future, so we can't easily offend Miss Alice, who has worked so hard in his family.

"Speaking of which, wouldn't it be good if Lin Taro just turned me into Xiaosha?"

Ignoring his slightly sad eyes, the blond-haired sister Yu raised her hand to touch her cheek, and said thoughtfully: "Although it's not comfortable to be rua'd by you, at least I can get a false sense of satisfaction mentally, and I can't help it." You can pass it on to me. Well, it’s not a disadvantage.”

Hearing this, he restrained his playful expression, casually picked up a photo wrapped in an exquisite photo frame from the coffee table beside him, and played it back and forth in his hand.

"Yeah, anyone can be my "Alice" if I like, it's a very cheating ability. "

"But he is the only existence that cannot be reproduced. Compared with enjoying the fun of playing with 'dolls', it is more pleasant to hold the thing you like in your arms."

"Isn't that the fun of being an adult?"

Even if it takes a little effort and price, it's worth it.

Kurihara relied on one ear to receive the contents of the bug, and the other ear was filled with the magic voice chanting his own name. Atsushi Nakajima, who took the time to correct his mouth from time to time, was really a dual-purpose skill. Played to the extreme.

Unfortunately, because the other side communicated by telephone, he could only hear what the dean said.

If we talk about the biggest gain, it is nothing more than the "accident of the year" that the other party said.

Whether it is based on intuition or analysis, he can conclude that the lost memory of his friend is absolutely inseparable from this.

"Dun Jun—"

He called the oppressed little tiger kindly like he was familiar(?), and then asked quite bluntly: "It seems that your body is not in good health. Could it be that you have suffered any injuries before?"

"Kurihara... huh? Injured? I, I don't seem to have had it. At most, I woke up after being unconscious for a week. Other than that, my body is quite normal..."

Given the opportunity to be lazy, the white-haired boy who had hidden chattering attributes hurriedly revealed himself in a rambunctious manner, so as to divert "her" attention and avoid the cruel torture that made him dizzy.

——Woo, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will torment others... Which great man summed up this sentence?

He unconsciously turned on the cranky mode, and didn't delve into the meaning behind the other party's question.

But the cats who are extremely curious are not willing to let go of the growing mystery. Seeing him confused and unable to grasp the key points without some stimulation, he has to sacrifice his own strength after thinking about it. The killer feature.

"Being unconscious for a week is obviously a problem, big-hearted guy..."

Although tigers are also cats, Kurihara Shinma has the urge to expel him, so he couldn't help sighing and commanding: "Turn around for a while, and turn back when I call you No matter what you see later, don't be surprised, let alone spread it, understand?"

"..."

If possible, Atsushi Nakajima wanted to shake his head and refuse.However, as summarized before, he has an unusually keen perception of other people's emotions, especially the option to trigger the death flag, and he has first-class evasion skills.

In other words, once he disobeyed the other party's wishes, the pink-haired "girl" in front of him would probably wrench his elm head off with his bare hands.

Overwhelmed with the desire to survive, he had no choice but to nod wildly, and consciously turned around and stood up to show obedience.

The little devil looked around critically, then pulled him into a corner where it was difficult for others to see, and then softly murmured: "【Restart】."

The blue light that comes with the ability bursts out from Kurihara Wataru's body, like delicate crystal snowflakes, forming an independent light screen space that surrounds him, allowing the user to choose the most suitable occupation.

His fingertips slid from [Berserker], [Assassin], and [Mage] in turn, and finally landed on the longest-placed post of [Priest].

In all fairness, this is the job he is least willing to use. Just being able to cast rescue buffs for his teammates but not milking himself is enough to give him a headache. Who would have thought that there would be a bonus that he absolutely does not want to be called by Mr. Dean? See the debuff.

But in order to awaken the memory of his childhood friend, he can only use this as an entry point.

Soon, the post of [Priest] replaced the post of [Assassin] that he hung up on a daily basis, glowing with a golden light representing successful activation.

"Okay."

"Um……"

Even though Atsushi Nakajima obediently didn't take a peek, the wonderful light constantly emerging behind him spontaneously floated into his visual range, which made him feel a little uneasy.When the voice of the pink-haired "girl" sounded again, the sense of weirdness reached its peak.

It seems, it seems that it sounds a little different from just now?

It's like becoming tender and crisp...

With all kinds of suspicions, he turned around at a very slow speed, for fear of seeing some unknown scourge in the next second.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

"Wow?! Wait, wait, what the hell is going on! Magic or blindfolding? Why did you suddenly change someone...!"

"You are so noisy."

As he heard, the voice that has changed from the magnetic Yujie voice to the uplifting and soft voice is carrying a lovely (?) impatience, disgusting his machine gun attributes.

At the same time, the appearance of the other party fell into his wide-open eyes.

The height is less than 1.5 meters, the soft cheeks with a little baby fat, the delicate and small facial features, and the slender and stretched limbs that are still like the future.

In a word.

"Zhengtai? No, loli?! Where did it come from!"