See the spirit boy Gangji

Nanami-san said...

Young people should work hard to pursue their dreams... boldly do what they want to do...

Tsunade felt her face heat up.

But it doesn’t feel like he’s like this... No, it’s not [this kind of] pursuit at all! !Anyway, it should also mean that kind of special passion! !For example, poor teenagers strive to be strong and become business tycoons, weak students exercise every day and become athletes, one hits ten, and the scumbags counterattack the top students, end the rule of the chairman of the discipline committee and become the overlord of peace. Very powerful, very boiling thing!

Rather than, rather than...

"Still, sure enough, it's really strange!" Gang Ji couldn't help but cover his face and was picked off by the boy next to him.

"Muyuhua!" The white-haired boy displayed the text on the phone screen in front of his eyes.

[Don't cover your face, your makeup will get messed up. 】

"But, but, it just feels weird for no reason!" Tsunaki's face was slightly flushed: "Don't you think it's weird, Fantuan-kun?" The feeling of wearing it for a child is completely different from that of wearing it now that I am so old!

"Da da da" typing sound.

[Before... sneaking through the girls' school uniform. ] "Eh?" Gang Ji looked at the dog curly spine with a face full of peace.

[It was a prank, but I was beaten up in the end, and I also helped run my legs for a week (sigh). ] It seems that thinking of the previous things, the other party's typing speed has also become faster.

The black leather suspenders are buckled on the slightly bulging calf muscles. The calf is straight. All the silk fabrics are attached to prevent the socks from slipping down. The dark brown shorts, the inner jacket has not been replaced, but The coat was replaced by a red cape embroidered with exaggerated lace patterns.

The red satin was tied with a delicate and beautiful bow by the girl.

Gang Ji tilted his head, feeling that his neck was a little tight, he stretched out his hand and couldn't help pulling: "Do you have to bring this too?"

"It's a set, is it a bit tight? Then I'll loosen it." The girl slightly pulled down the clavicle chain at the neck, just blocking the boy's wrapped bandage.

Gang Ji sat on the chair, feeling like a large humanoid doll being swayed at will.

It happened half an hour ago——

After saying goodbye to Mr. Qihai, Tsunayoshi rushed towards the manga exhibition.

The messages on the phone flew up one by one.

Xiaoqiandai@[Shanen Saigao]: Is 27 here?It's 25 minutes now!I'm at the column in the middle of area a!

Xiao Chiyo: We are all here, you are the only one left!

Gangji quickly replied with his head down.

Shan En Sai Gao: Is Fantuan-kun here too?

Fantuan: My school is near here.Come early.

Gang Ji pulled the pink-haired hero who came out of the hidden corner and walked in the direction of Area A.

As an international metropolis, Tokyo has a large flow of people. This time, the venue occupied is a central exhibition hall, which is connected to the concert hall next to it. Many famous cvs, cartoonists and novelists have been gathered, and many areas have been divided.

This time, many unpopular works have the opportunity to be exhibited. It can be said that even compared with previous comic exhibitions, it can be regarded as relatively prosperous.

The brown-haired boy was dazzled by the colorful colors in the exhibition hall, and he was a little confused.

"Xiao Chiyo, where are Fantuan and the others?" Tsuna Yoshi looked at the group of people under the column, and the brown-haired boy looked carefully, but he couldn't recognize them.

[I am wearing a red bow, and there is a white-haired rice ball next to him, and he is wearing a mask with a panda pattern! 】Gang Ji looked forward and saw two people sitting on the ground of the pillar.The red bow, I saw it... He became a little nervous, this was the first time he met a netizen.

"That...excuse me."

"Is it Chiyo and Onigan-kun...?"

The girl with bright orange hair Wei 27 [-] [-] raised her head: "[-]... Jun?"

"Kelp (hello)."

Although several people have chatted on the Internet for a long time, Gang Ji originally thought that if they met for the first time in reality, it would inevitably become awkward and unable to find a topic.But it seems that the scene location they chose is too right, and there are too many strange people around, the current situation is really different from what he imagined.

"Come on, come on! Don't be shy!"

The petite orange-haired girl walked around the brown-haired boy and stuffed the clothes into Tsunayoshi's arms.Next to Mr. Fantuan, that is, Gou Juanji is also holding a black and white costume.Although the boy is already trying his best to hide it, Tsuna can tell it at a glance from the familiar ruffles and tailoring.

——That must be a maid outfit! !Too familiar elements are too obvious! !

"Wait, are these... stockings?" Tsuna hardly dared to look at the things in his arms, he really wanted to throw them out, help! !The brown-haired boy's voice was trembling: "Chiyo, did you make a mistake...?" This kind of thing shouldn't appear here, no matter how you look at it, right? !

"White hair is for maid outfits! Maid outfits are for black silk." Sakura Chiyo said in a natural tone: "Don't you all think so? You always say that in the group Yes!"

"Wood, wooden fish flower?"

When did this happen? !

group chat

【share pictures】

【Zora】: What? !I just want a maid outfit, I just want black silk!

【zora】: Black silk is the best!

[Shan En Saigao]: Good!Black silk is the best! !

[Rice Ball]: Black silk is the best!Pickled caviar! !

[Xiao Chiyo]: Black silk is... eh?

Forget the past.

"Gangji, do you like Hei Si?" Astolfo, who was standing aside, tilted his head and asked.

"No, no!" Gang Ji blushed, but her voice was so small that she could hardly hear it.

"Mentaiko..." The spell master pulled up his mask, trying to cover his face.

Oral hi on the Internet is so different from the real world, I feel like a pervert, it's so shameful!

"But didn't you agree?" Xiao Qiandai's expression was a little disappointed: "I agreed to help me with the cosplay... I actually wanted to pay for it myself, but I didn't expect the rented clothes to be so inappropriate. I actually didn't have any of them I was wearing..." Sakura Chiyo is indeed relatively short, and she bought a one-size-fits-all, but she didn't expect that she would be too big or small, and her temperament was completely inconsistent.

"But I didn't expect it to be so suitable for Junji-kun!" The girl's voice became lively, and Gangji felt a sword being hit in his chest: "It actually fits the girl's figure so well!"

Tsunayoshi·157cm·Short: try to smile jpg

"The other maid outfit was found from a friend's house!" Xiao Chiyo's voice became gentle, with a bit of shyness. "That friend you mentioned," Gang Ji thought about it, and asked curiously: "Yes, is that classmate you mentioned?!"

"Ahhh!" Sakura Chiyo blushed and stumbled, "Is this, this, am I obvious!?"

It's obvious! !The two couldn't help complaining.

But why are there such weird things as maid outfits!

In short, Xiao Chiyo was entered into the exhibition together as an assistant to a popular cartoonist. Due to some considerations and clothing problems, she couldn't wear these clothes, but it was a pity to leave them alone, "So I'm counting on you!!" The girl took out the camera from the big black backpack.

"These two clothes were selected after a long time, and photos were taken as materials for comic writing!"

Sakura Chiyo tidied up the white wig on the curser's head. The quality of the wig was very good, and it was obviously carefully purchased. She packed the cosmetic box and put it back in the bag.

"—You're done, turn around and take a look!"

The long white hair is rolled up in strands, and she is wearing a maid outfit made of ruffles and butterflies. The folds are very beautiful, and it is matched with cool colors.There are lines like tattoos on both sides of the lips, the maid has delicate eyebrows and eyes, but her face has no superfluous expression, she looks very difficult to get close to.

The boy standing next to him was extremely colorful, with a cloak as bright as a red rose, with tassels and large pieces of lace on it.Because she was wearing shorts, the black calf socks and leg rings pressed against the soft flesh on the inside, making a small arc clearly visible.The inner lining is relatively plain compared to the rococo style outside, revealing a section of the waist, but the contrast of white, black and red is quite sharp, so it doesn't look out of harmony.

As if feeling a little embarrassed, the tips of her ears, eyebrows, and eyes were all rosy and crimson.

The two looked at each other.

Gangji: "..."

Dog Roll: "..."

"Fantuan-kun... very, very good-looking." Gang Ji stared at the other party's maid's long skirt, and subconsciously commented: "I didn't expect it to be the elements of mouthless, white hair and tattoos. The lady-like cold tone adds a touch of rebellion, with a contrasting sense of cuteness, and the occasional onigiri language is also quite distinctive. If it is an anime, it is a perfect match with campus magic or youth love story!"

[27 is also very cute. 】The silver-haired maid somehow got a white board and put it in front of her: 【Butt socks... very good. 】

Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to hear the voice of "KO——".

Help, this is too embarrassing! ! !

Chiyo grabbed the boy's hand.

"Wow, I told you not to cover your face! Makeup will be messy!!"

"At this point in time," the orange-haired girl turned her head, "I'd better take you to meet the beneficiary of the material first."

"If you want to buy peripherals, I can just take you a short way!"

"The two people next to you are...?" A familiar male voice came over.

Tsunayoshi's whole body froze, Mr. Gojo Satoru? !He hurriedly searched for the source of the sound, and finally locked his eyes on the man sitting next to the small table with some doubts.

"?" Umetaro Nozaki glanced at the two of them: "Wow, this outfit is very nice! They are all European-style outfits. If you write a side story, it's just right..." The girl manga artist squatted down and stared at the brown-haired boy The calf: "Your muscle lines have been exercised quite well. This fluency is very good, and you can directly sketch."

"And the lady next to him..." He looked at Astolfo, and suddenly frowned: "Well, isn't that right, man?"

"Metaro is so disrespectful--what? A man!?" What Sakura Chiyo said just now was confused by Nozaki Umetaro's words, and she looked at the boy who was holding the boy by the shoulders or squatting on the ground in surprise. The cherry-haired girl who touched.

"Hey? Isn't it a girlfriend?!"

"Ah?" Gangji was shocked: "No! Why do you have such an idea!"

"Salmon, salmon roe?" Why is this man's voice so similar to Mr. Gojo Satoru's?

Nozaki Umetaro: "What's going on?"

Astolfo: "The master is mine!" Don't touch it casually!

Sakura Chiyo felt that the situation at the scene was bad.

However, if the other party is a boy, then there are more actions that can be posed.

"I, I'll go outside first to find what Zora wants, and bring some water back by the way, Fu, can you help me make a few moves for Chiyo?" It is indeed a huge impact.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the well-adapted silver-haired maid.

Kneeling on the ground, Gouju made a shy gesture with no expression on his face.

This guy...he did it completely with a mischievous mentality!Gangji couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, the adaptability is too good, right?Don't you really feel shy?

The brown-haired boy flicked his bangs out, feeling a little loose, but after touching the string of roses around his ears, he still felt that it was fine, and it would be very troublesome to clip it back when it got messed up.

The brown-haired boy tactfully rejected several girls who wanted to take a photo with him, and walked quickly towards the stall of CP Doujin.

"Amused, Conan's Amuro Toru... Yuri on Ice, Hypnosis Microphone..." The bag in his hand was already too big to carry, these are okay, they are relatively normal books...it's me It's a bit weird for a boy to be crowded in a booth where most of the girls are.

"Well, is this Yinsang's stall?" Gang Ji could only try his best to appear calm and calm in the middle of a bunch of girls.The stall owner is a girl with cat ears hairpin and a Dingchun pattern on her chest.

"Yes, there are many kinds here!" The stall owner was very enthusiastic: "Which one do you want to buy?"

"Silver land and silver." Gang Ji closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to read out the name: "...Koukou Nianxia Bundled | Koukou District Edition, the one that is sold in limited quantities online."

"Excuse me, do you still have that book?"

No way, he was going to be autistic, the stall owner's eyes were too rough, Gang Ji didn't dare to look at the cover of the book in his schoolbag.

Didn't you say that r21's notebooks should be as tactful as possible! !Why? !Damn it, the first mosaic of the important part can't be covered at all, it will only look more outrageous, okay! ! !

And why does Yin Shi's ghostly expression appear on the cover of Yin's fucking book? It really won't wither if you look at it like this!That's why he never bought Gintama books!Of course, there's one reason why he doesn't like the cp in it, mainly because of his expression...

You can't take a closer look at it, you bastard! !Don’t take the essence of drawing books with you!

Gang Ji lightly slammed his fist on the wall next to him, half dead from exhaustion.

The heat on his face has not completely dissipated.To be precise, the heat on his face has not dissipated since he put on this dress.

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The sun shone in from the outside through the open-air glass, and a large area of ​​white to dazzling sunlight cut the building into three and seven parts.

The blue glass reflects the birds passing by outside.

It's really hot in Tokyo today.

"But it's still fun."

Gang Ji took the ice cream that Ah Fu handed to him, and they sat on the bench in the rest area behind the exhibition and chatted.

"Although Xiao Chiyo said that Yumeno is a boy... But I didn't expect it to be a boy as simple and straightforward as 1.9 meters." And the voice was inexplicably similar to that of Mr. Gojo Satoru.

The boy licked the cold cream, and the finely ground silky texture spread in his mouth.Sure enough, it's still a bit weird and has some comedy effect.

"But it's really amazing. Such a delicate work can be drawn at such a young age, and the storyboard is also very good." He flipped through the latest comic book sent by the orange-haired girl in his hand, and the exquisite background and delicate composition showed The hard work of the author and his team.

"Salmon roe." The dog beside him nodded.Tsunayoshi, the language of onigiri he read out, can probably guess a lot by now.

"Goujuan goes to school in Tokyo. Are there any other interesting places in Tokyo?" Tsunayoshi looked curiously at the silver-haired maid next to him.The silver-haired boy tied up the wig on the back, and typed for the boy with a popsicle in his mouth.

"You can go to Shinjuku and Akihabara. I know there are some great stores there, as well as Shibuya. Shibuya will come over in another month. You should also have a holiday by 27. Music Street will be in July There are activities." Gou Juicing typed a large string of texts on the phone and replied:

"I remember that you are very good at audio games. You can go there for a pk competition then."

He found a few photos, and the city streets were brightly lit at night: "This is the last time I went to Music Street to take pictures."

"Next time I can take you to play."

"It's a great look." He almost couldn't help but look forward to it. If it was the next time, he might be able to come here with Yuji and Yamamoto.

"Oh, by the way, what did you buy?" The brown-haired boy couldn't help showing a curious look on his face, and a mocking look appeared on his rare face: "Your bag is so gaudy..."

Goujuan threw the finished popsicle stick in his hand into the trash can, recalling the shock of his first click on the red and white website.

"A literary work that hit my soul in the online world..."

"That... beauty, can I take a photo with you?" Ah Fu was invited again by a passing boy.Facing the enthusiastic requests of others, a knight with the virtue of being helpful, kind and upright will always smile brightly and be sincerely happy to help others.

It can be said that Astolfo's temper will always maintain the highest quality praised in front of other people, of course, under the condition that his rationality has not been evaporated.

The time of the day seems to go by quickly after noon.

The flow of people gradually decreased.At four o'clock, Gou Juan greeted them.Someone called the white-haired boy, as if there was something urgent.After Gou Juan bid farewell to Gang Ji in a hurry, only the boy was left sitting on the seat.

The brown-haired boy sat in a shadowed position.In the distance, the blurred figures of people coming and going can still be seen.

In short, let's rest for a while and have to go back later.The booked ticket is at 6:30, and when I get home after [-]:[-], my mother should leave a supper for myself.

You can go home and have dinner, take a shower and go to bed.Then find a time tomorrow to send these notebooks to netizens, and it will be very troublesome if they are seen at home.He propped his face up and stared at the front without thinking.

There was an evening wind blowing from the hall, which blew away the hot and dry air a lot.

Someone came over, and there was an unhurried sound of leather shoes on the ground.Gang Ji didn't pay much attention either, probably because he was a tired tourist.

He continued to wander indifferently.

"Are you sitting alone? Need a drink?"

A male voice as sweet as cotton candy rang in his ears, and Tsuna felt something cold pressed against his face, and he turned around immediately in fright, blocking the opponent with his hand.

"You're looking for the wrong person, I'm a man..." Tsuna reminded tactfully.

Since he put on this dress, many people have mistaken their gender, and they obviously haven't done much modification.It can only be said that it is really difficult to distinguish in this case.

"Hmm..." The boy's voice had a special rhythm: "Don't you recognize who I am?"

He circled around and walked up to the boy.Putting the soda can into the schoolbag that the boy was carrying, with his hands behind his back, he looked at the boy's outfit in front of him, his eyes stayed on the brown-haired boy's face for a while, and he smiled: "Oh."

"Your hair is all messed up."

As he spoke, he was about to stretch out his hand to straighten the hairpin next to the boy's ear. This kind of movement was too abrupt, and Tsuna immediately stood up from the chair and stepped back a few steps to interrupt him.

"Uh, no, no need, I'll just do it myself." Gang Ji raised his eyes to look at the boy:

"thank you for your kindness."

He refused again.Didn't you already say that you are not a girl?It would be too bad to strike up a conversation like this.

Gang Ji thought of what the other party said just now, did he admit the wrong person?

The boy opposite was wearing a strange white uniform, with a mask on half of his face, revealing only a pair of violet-like eyes and a smooth and graceful jaw.

Tsuna thought for a while, but couldn't find the relevant characters from his memory.

"Sorry, I don't seem to recognize the character of your cosplay..."

"Oh?" Bai Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't mean that.But, "It doesn't matter."

"Do you like red?" The boy rubbed his chin, and looked at the boy's outfit thoughtfully: "I really didn't recognize it at first glance, I didn't expect that it would be like this when we first met. I thought it would be more ceremonial."

"Ah, no, it should be said that this dress is also great," seemed to think of something.The white-haired boy laughed.

"It matches the gift I want to give you today."

What is this man talking to himself?

Tsunade looked at him suspiciously.

"Did you recognize the wrong person...?" Tsuna subconsciously didn't want to have too much contact with the person in front of him.He took out the drink that the boy threw to him, and prepared to return it to him.

"I didn't recognize the wrong person, how could I recognize the wrong person." The boy wearing a half mask seemed to be full of a weird desire to perform.

He quickly narrowed the distance with the boy, using a completely inappropriate almost aria, like a poisonous snake wandering from the flowers, and said so softly and sweetly: "No matter what you become, I can't even mistake you. Your soul is so dazzling in the crowd."

"My memory of you shines on me like the sun and never goes out."

But Gang Ji got goosebumps from this tone.

Simply strange.

"I'm leaving." Gangji pursed her lips, and said cautiously: "I'm sorry if it's an impromptu performance...I'm going home soon."

"Please don't say that, I'm looking forward to your meeting, obviously we just met." The young man's words are gentle, but Tsuna doesn't like him.

He saw each other's eyes.The lips and eyes are the places where most emotions can be shown after most of the face is covered.

The young man's thin lips were raised, and his eyes were curved.

The eyes are waiting for the opportunity to move, and belong to the eyes of the aggressor.

He took the boy's hand.

"Sorry, your hands are really pretty." He apologized to the boy, but his tone was frivolous.

So are the eyes.

From the limbs, torso, and blood, everything is filled with the boiling power that is vigorously born like an endless sea.

14 years old, only 14 years old.Bai Lan thought, even at such a young age, she possesses the power to fascinate people.From the other world I watched, one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, rising continuously, more, endless flame pressure, pure flames burned myself, not even a bit of ashes left.

Of course Bai Lan didn't believe in God, but he had to admit at the time that the flames like that were like divine punishment from the beginning of the century.

No one knows better than him.Greedy eyes slid across the boy's hand.

These hands have destroyed everything.

Even if he accumulated dozens of ghosts from countless parallel worlds, he couldn't resist.

Like a sharp blade at his throat, the warrior with the sword will surely slay the dragon.

It's like fate.

Killing intent and anticipation were slowly boiling, like a spider spitting out poisonous threads to wrap around the heart and spread upwards.

The sun's home court was gradually drawn down by the night.The scarlet setting sun outside the huge glass-steel door shone down, carrying the barren grayness of exhausted enthusiasm.

Tsuna saw a silver pipe|gun stuck to his chest.

Move too fast.

So fast.

He felt nothing.

why?

"The heart in your chest is beating so fast." Bai Lan's voice was sweet and treacherous, like a handsome young man in love asking his beloved:

"Is it beating for me?"

He looked at the boy's trembling eyelashes, twitching in fear of death.Like an antelope, docile and pure, feeling instantly at a loss because of the sudden danger.

It was such a young and immature reaction.

Hey, it's so pitiful, he thought, and pressed the buckle without hesitation.

"boom--"

The thin lips parted slightly up and down.

Onomatopoeic gunshots.

The red roses flew out of the gun like fireworks, Wei ⒎ ⒎ ⒎, with the force of compression, they smashed the boy's face unexpectedly.The soft and gorgeous petals, the crimson cloak, the setting sun and the boy's stunned face formed an appearance——

"Pfft——with your expression, you look super funny!"

The white-haired boy opposite couldn't help laughing.His waist was bent down.

"The flight was delayed, the flower was not what I originally wanted to choose, and the scene was not right."

"I was super upset at first." The white-haired boy wearing a mask has no image and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "But it seems to be just right now!"

"Don't you think so, Sawada Tsunayoshi?"

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The author has something to say:

The memory of him is like the sun shining on me, which will never go out - Verlaine

The voice actors of Nozaki Umetaro and Gojo Satoru are the same person.

My writing skills... are really not good, I can't write, the result is like this from writing in the morning, my brain hurts.

抱歉，我跪地。我的文笔简直不堪入目。呜呜呜呜，各位自行脑补过滤一下吧。感谢在2021-12-0223:24:12~2021-12-0420:53:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xiao Egyptian cat; 2 bottles of Ahan and Xinbaikongzi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!