Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

Fyodor refused.

Losing money or something...he has no money in this world...and it's too weird to lose money to Mafia.That old fox Mori Ogai is okay, and losing money can be regarded as a deal, but if the leader is really that person, Fyodor can't even die.

And the building, if it is smashed, it will be smashed. He is the enemy in the first place. Let alone demolishing one building, he will support the demolition of five buildings.Without considering the other party's revenge, Fyodor would like to be a demolition office, and it would be cool to raze the entire Mafia to the ground.

"Mingliu-jun, is your body alright?"

"It's okay, I can't die." Mingliu lay down and enjoyed Fyodor's knee pillow, humming, "I will definitely have the strength to demolish a whole building by then."

Odasaku felt a little subtle.

These two are sticky...

Although it was not less sticky before, it is different now.

If I have to say...Fyodor has evolved from an indifferent teenager to a wife, and Mingliu has degenerated from a lively adult to a jk...The picture of the knee pillow is really weird...

Oda, single for many years, raising dozens of cubs, Sakunosuke, was subtly puzzled.

Maybe... During the days when they didn't meet, their relationship became closer.

"Odasaku..." In a short period of time, the ptsd of Oda Tonosuke Mingliu, Oda Tonosuke, will not be healed, and he will turn his head and scream every few minutes, or say nothing, just look at Odasaku who is still there not there.

"What's matter?"

"Is Odasaku writing a novel?"

"Yes, it will be published in a while."

"Hey——" Ming Liu exclaimed for a long time, "Then can I pre-order one book in advance? No, three books, one for reading, one for collection and one for showing off."

"Yes." Oda Sakunosuke sorted out today's manuscript, "It's just that the specific things haven't been finalized yet."

"It's okay, if it can't be published, I'll go and tear down the publishing house."

"...that would make it impossible to publish."

"I want to read Odasaku's novels..." Mingliu stretched out his hand in front of him, there were thick calluses on his fingertips, but that had nothing to do with the text, "Seeing that Odasaku lives so well here , I am a little afraid to make a request."

Both Oda Sakunosuke and Fyodor were taken aback.

"I originally wanted to persuade Oda Saku to live in our world. But Oda Saku has become a novelist here, and there are more than ten children around here."

"Isn't it too much to ask Oda Saku to give up these..."

"Are you moving..."

"Well, move in and live with us. It doesn't matter if Oda Saku doesn't want to, life here is also very good..." Even so, Ming Liu was a little bit disappointed.

"If you're going to move there, just convince the kids."

"Really!"

Mingliu almost jumped up to throw Odasaku down, but unfortunately, Fyodor held him down: "Mingliu-sama, you are doing too much damage to your body. This time travel has already had a very bad impact. Bring Oda If you travel together, you will be overloaded."

His tone was very serious, and he couldn't tell at all whether he was really thinking about Mei Liu's body, or whether he simply didn't want Sakunosuke Oda to go to that world.

"Then, let's forget about it." Oda Sakunosuke looked at Mingliu who was short of breath when he moved a little, and felt that it would be better to refuse this willful request.

"But... this has nothing to do with time travel, Fei Jia." Ming Liu tried to explain, "Is it actually the oppression from the world? Um...that is, it is simply this fragile world that is rejecting me. Really, I'm obviously not strong enough, I haven't done this kind of work to destroy the world. I can destroy a planet at most..."

"Fei Jia, as long as the world remains so fragile, this disease will not recover."

"Is there any solution?" Fyodor touched Mingliu's cheek, his slender fingers slid across the side of the face like a cat, stirring up the hair, completely unconscious.

The purple-red eyes were slightly sunken, and she frowned subconsciously just thinking about how to solve this problem.Ming Liu didn't adapt to his world either. This problem was like a ticking time bomb, and it was only intensified here.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't solve it, right? You won't die anyway." Ming Liu grabbed Fyodor's hand playing with his hair, "I want to be a sick and weak night rabbit lying at home every day fishing."

"just in case......"

"In case something happens." Oda Saku added, "It's better to solve this kind of thing."

Both Fyodor and Oda Saku stared at him, expecting him to give some solution, Ming Liu could only sigh: "Actually, this matter is not difficult, the world and me, just solve one of them."

distinct.

is the hardest.

......

If the conflict cannot be resolved, then the parties to the conflict should be resolved.

This question is so simple, one side is the world, and the other side is the individual Mingliu, and their position is also very simple, they will only stand by the individual.

Ming Liu is too strong to be accepted by the world consciousness, so find a way to suppress him with reasonable means.

Fyodor happened to know a few people with different abilities, who possessed the ability related to the concept of "restriction".Although I don't know if there are those people in this world, at least it is a solution.

Moreover, he himself has invested a lot in research projects on supernatural abilities, such as combining supernatural abilities with technology, granting and depriving supernatural abilities, as well as the nature of this world and the randomness of the birth of supernatural abilities.Most of the projects ended without a problem, and the few that had results could not come up with practical finished products.

If it weren't for the many failures of these experiments, he would not have thought of throwing everything on the "book".

"It can be done in a week."

Fyodor put down the phone.

"There is a very interesting ability of a person with supernatural powers. It can suppress the abilities of other people. Although it needs to be effective under very strict conditions, it is also a remarkable ability."

"There happens to be a new technology that can temporarily place supernatural powers on items. I customized a bracelet, let's try the effect first."

"Wow." Mingliu held his face, "Supernatural power is really a magical thing, and I want to have it too."

Fyodor frowned, and thought for a while: "If you want... there are a few secret scientific research projects that you can try, but the success rate is very low, and you should have to wait for a long time."

"No," Ming Liu resolutely refused, "Forget it. Fei Jia, how much does the bracelet cost? New technology or something, it sounds expensive."

"It doesn't cost a penny."

"Hey..." Mingliu saw a happy and teasing expression on Fyodor's face, "Feiya, what did you do?"

"It's just a little favor." He crossed his fingers and propped his elbows on the table, "It's mine, and it's not mine."

Mingliu: ...

There should be another Fyodor in this world.

Don't know what he looks like.

"Mr. Mingliu."

"uh-huh?"

"Tomorrow, I need to go out and have an interview with the person with the supernatural ability, and the other party needs to confirm my identity."

"So, does Fei Jia need me to join you? I can still fight."

"No..." Fyodor said with difficulty, "I just hope that Mr. Mingliu will not run around in one day tomorrow. It is best not to demolish the building."

Ming Liu nodded: "I will do my best."

But there is no clear promise.

Fyodor stopped persuading, stood up and helped Mingliu take off the hair tie, and combed the messy hair smoothly.

"Then take a good rest."

......

"Odasaku!"

Mingliu wrote "Fyodor" in one eye, and "he's not at home" in the other eye. He wandered to Odasaku's study room and poked his head through the door frame.

"what happened?"

"Let's go to Mafia."

Oda Sakunosuke put down the pen in his hand: "Is this really good? Fyodor said you'd better not go out."

"It will be fine with Odasaku here." Mingliu looked at Odasaku pitifully, "I'm really curious about Mafia, wouldn't Odasaku want to meet Mafia's leader?"

Naturally, Sakunosuke Oda wanted it very much.

"I still need to go to work today."

Yes.Ming Liu remembered that Oda Saku is now a working person, working in an armed detective agency.

"Can I go with you?"

"That's no problem."

Armed Detective Agency.Osamu Dazai from the parallel world also works there. Atsushi Nakajima whom Mingliu has met is also one of the employees. Curious what this place is like.

It's a place where even someone like Dazai can find a job.

He did not bring his usual umbrella, so Ming Liu casually took a parasol and followed Odasaku.He found that Odasaku's popularity is quite good, from children on the way to school on the side of the road, to aunts and uncles who are negotiating prices, they will greet Odasaku and give him a cordial shout.

The location of the Armed Detective Agency looks quite ordinary, compared to Mafia. The five buildings of Mafia are so conspicuous in Yokohama.

"Mr. Oda, good morning. Eh? This is..." Kunikida is always the one who goes to work on time the most. He sorts out the work to be done today, and raises his head to say hello to Odasaku, but he didn't expect to see To the unexpected.

"Is my friend."

"How are you..." Ming Liu greeted with his hand outstretched.

"Oda-san's..." Kunikida widened his eyes.

"Friend?" Xie Ye's red lips parted slightly, and he continued the sentence, "It's so strange."

......

Ming Liu sat on the sofa where he usually receives guests.

"Have Mingliu-kun and Oda-kun known each other for a long time?"

"it's been a while."

"I thought people like Oda wouldn't make friends?" Yosano Akiko looked at Mingliu as if he was looking at some rare creature, "Although people like Oda are very popular with uncles and aunts, I completely imagine It’s not like he makes friends of the same age.”

"I also think Odasaku looks very mature." Ming Liu fully agrees with this point, "Odasaku has been like this since he was a teenager. I haven't seen him for a long time. Except that he is more slovenly, it is exactly the same as before."

"Speaking of which, why is Mingliu-kun called Oda-kun Odasaku? This name is very strange."

"This, I learned this from another friend. He calls it that all day long." Ming Liu thought of Dazai Osamu, and then of Oda Saku from another world, and was in a bad mood, "With Miss Yosano, you can Can I borrow the phone?"

"Is there a phone?" Yu Xie Ye pointed to the table, there was one here, "Do you want to call someone?"

"Yes, someone asked me to report his safety."

"Oh—so it's someone with a family, I can't tell."

"Actually, he is the same friend as Oda Saku." Ming Liu dialed the phone while speaking.

The sound was busy for a while.

Just when Ming Liu started to feel confused, the phone was connected, but there was still no sound.

"Moses Moses?" Ming Liu said first, "Fei Jia?"

......

Fyodor of this world who just finished the meeting of the rats of the dead house: ? ? ?

Who the hell knows his private phone number?

The author has something to say: Is it really... very knife?

I didn't kill a single character.

If it’s too sharp, it’s not impossible to change the outline, but I don’t know what you want (stand up)

I have a bit of a cold recently, and I feel like the plot has come to an end (of course it's still early), so I'm lazy. Although I don't watch it every day, it actually updated [-] last week.

The romance next door also wrote nine thousand...

Inexplicably, the pigeons turned from evil to righteousness.

In other words, I decided to write a double slaughter cp for a book, and I have an appointment with an artist, but I haven't drawn it yet, but the style must be the cover style of the romance column. I don't know what do you think of the cover picture?

Anyway, I personally like this painting style very much, it feels very bright, and the artist is also very nice and cute.

The final thing is-

In other words, the half-length figure design only costs 30r, and the artist said that it will be 60r for two people.

When I have money, I will give Azai about 600 yuan for the cover......

Well... I think I may not have the money, and I won't be able to earn that much after writing this book ()