Sunday without Qi

Back to Yato.

As I mentioned before, I can't hear his heart, and I can't predict his actions. Yato will disappear from my sight for a while, but he won't be late.

Because I couldn't predict Yato's whereabouts, when I suddenly saw Yato in the toilet lying on the top of the grill with a nervous smile and graffiti on the partition, the special effect lightning appeared behind me again.

[What are you doing there?The classmate next door suffered bladder reflux because he suddenly noticed you, please take responsibility for him. 】

I casually glanced at the terrified classmates in the next class, closed the door of the cubicle to prevent death, and then looked at Asayato again.

"Of course I wrote down the phone number of the omnipotent Ye Fighting God. It only costs five yuan, and I'll be there whenever you call me." The other party didn't know how lethal his sudden appearance was. Answer like this, and ask me back, "What are you doing here, Qi Mu."

[Normal people don't do other things when they come to the toilet, right? 】

"You came to see me write a small advertisement?"

Who would do that!

He continued to speculate unreasonably from my expression, "I see, is it because I was bullied on campus and ran to the toilet crying miserably to escape this miserable life?"

……Oh.

"Don't worry, as one of the 800 million gods and your staunch ally, I will definitely solve your demons. I am very professional in this area, my pilgrim."

Thank you for caring about me.

"Aren't you guessing right? Could it be that you just came to the toilet in an ordinary way? This is too extraordinary."

if not?

shut up please.

I watched him write down a series of numbers quickly with a marker pen, and asked him expressionlessly:

【When can I return my five yuan? After all, if you don't do anything, it really can't be regarded as helping me fulfill my wish. 】

Hearing that, Yato immediately seemed to be on the verge of a formidable enemy. He almost jumped up to resist. After the ceiling hit his head, he made an "ow" and didn't forget to discuss with me first:

"That won't work! We have made a contract. If you want to 'find out what happened in this world', I will definitely help you realize it. The five yuan you paid before will not be returned!"

Now, look, it's bloody tricky.

This guy snooped on my distress without my consent.

I just said that the voice of the heart is not a good thing. I suggest that it be included in the private regulations of the United Nations. All practices of spying on people's voices are an infringement of the right to privacy. If you want to do this, you must first make a report and statement.

I agree with both hands and feet.

I don't want to hear other people's voices, and I don't want others to hear my own—I'm really afraid of the voice of the heart.

And I was just thinking about it casually, and I didn't mean to make a wish.

If my wish is to eat a lot of coffee jelly, you will make it come true.

【Then let me make another wish and give you five yuan, how about asking you to stay away from me? 】

The foolish false god heard the words and said righteously, "How can I do it, I am a reputable god after all, and your wish has not been fulfilled for you, so how could you run away like this!"

Is it really?

The so-called reputable gods?

So can you explain what is the money that glitters in your eyes?

[Where is there a god who advertises in places like toilets to make a living, you don’t have a shrine either. 】

"It's really rude. You have had this kind of conversation many times in the past, Xiao Nan. When you threw me at sea, didn't I come back soon? It's impossible for ordinary people to do this."

Yato poked the door heavily with a marker and answered me word for word.

Before I had time to answer, two or three bad guys who squeezed cigarettes and dyed their hair came into the toilet. When they saw one side of the three-partition door slamming, their bad thoughts immediately flew to the sky.

"There are still people doing shameful things in the toilet cubicle during the break in the daytime. How bad is the world! Wouldn't it be too fast to finish in 10 minutes?"

"To see such a beautiful scene in the men's restroom, I have no regrets in this life."

……

What's the matter with your tacit understanding?

You can think of this just by poking the door with a marker pen. Are you the one who is going downhill?

How low is your estimate of the lower limit of this school!

And what is the lament of the old father who has no regrets in this life? This is obviously an ivory tower for beautiful minors, okay?

【Enough is enough. 】

Expressionlessly, I snatched the marker pen from Yato's hand, telling him to stop making that strange noise.

"It's... over?"

The minds of those who were dumbfounded outside were greatly shocked, and they even doubted their lives because of this. Since their voices are too filthy at the moment, I will not do translation for the time being.

And throughout the whole process, Yato, who knew nothing, still ignorantly narrated the resurrection and teleportation he made so many times in front of me.

Finally concluded: "This is a miracle, you should be surprised, right?"

Indeed, I am really surprised that you can come back to me with the cheek, and don't call me Xiaonan, Qi Mu, is it hot?

But this is not at all one of the conditions for your self-certification, and I debunk him unceremoniously:

【However, if it’s just teleportation and resurrection, I can do it too. 】

Yeto clutched his heart and slowly slid down from the door, falling to the ground like a puddle of mud, with hot tears streaming from his cat-like eyes, he whimpered, "How do I know why you can do it, you're wondering At the same time, you have to feel that others are not strange, which is too much."

I let out my first breath of the day.

You see, another aspect that makes people helpless is also the reason why I have become more and more dog-like recently-Yato is too cat-like.

And it's a cat I can't see through at all.

Sprinkling and rolling is trickier than Matsuoka Meow.

Just when I was thinking whether the words were too heavy, Yato suddenly got up alive again, he answered the phone, trembling with excitement, "Hello? Ah! That's right, this is the all-day delivery god Yato, 48-hour listening service, urgent delivery will come!"

[Are you paying attention to the phone calls 25 hours a day? 】

However, before I finished speaking, Yato happily disappeared with his mobile phone in his arms.

Leave me sighing.

I can't do anything about Yato's existence, to a greater extent than Rantang's ever-present "Hey Aibo, Ramen is a crying thief".

After all, Yato is a normal person with superpowers, and his personality is elusive, and sometimes he will show the essence of being broken-mouthed—for example, he keeps reminding me of the troublesome things I am about to accomplish:

"If you don't send everyone to the original world, something big will happen to those worlds! According to this, if Xiaonan's classmates are sent to other worlds and accidents happen, the crime will be serious."

Although I was very upset, I couldn't find a reason to refute.

Yato is right, in fact, figuring out what happened in this world is only one part of what I want to do.

What's more important is to sort out time and space and send these people back to their original world.

It's not for the safety of others, but if the main character disappears, the orbit of the original world will change, just like the tide phenomenon will disappear when the earth is away from the moon, so it is not impossible for the original world to stop rotating.

If the disappearance of Li Xiaolang becomes the reason for the author clamp to delay updating "Tsubaki Dimension" and "Cardcaptor Sakura", I will not allow it.

I repeat, I don't mean to worry about other people's safety.

How other worlds have nothing to do with me, I just reluctantly take over this matter for my own viewing experience.

The thing I hate the most is the author breaking updates.

Of course, I will not defend the author of this article, just scold her, not me.

The short 10-minute class break that allows everyone to relax their bodies and bladders is soon over. When the class bell rang, Yato's face, Yato was still working tirelessly when I left.

I sat back in my seat in the classroom, and continued to listen to other people's voices while listening to the class.

Then I saw Rin Okumura start to doze off again as no surprise, I could only hear all kinds of ingredients and finished dishes from his voice, even the big devil in the terrible dream turned into a delicious dish.

Sure, the only thing suitable for this demon is home economics.

The last class before lunch is physical education.

Because of the absence of Hui Lu, in fact, I am still looking forward to the physical education class.Imagine, without the inexplicable sensationalism of the overly passionate squad leader, and everyone playing sports in a very ordinary and normal way...

However, things always backfired. How could I expect these monsters to exercise in a normal physical education class?

The people gathered at the scene are all the protagonists of sports comics!

I'm probably the only protagonist in funny comics.Oh, and everyone's favorite Takahashi-san.

You can just run around.

I think so, but there are always people who want to win and lose too much and refuse to entertain sports.

"That one is the weakest!"

"The first one……"

The voices of the hearts are also fighting each other, and there is only each other in the eyes, you two get married.

Of course, there are also very ostentatious announcements.

"Before I become the mayor, I won't lose!" Naruto wiped his face, tightened his forehead band, and showed a confident smile. The eight white teeth gleamed in my eyes under the sun. .

Why are you so motivated.

Hey, what's going on with this suddenly burning hot-blooded manga style.

Today is just a 1000-meter test.

"That's right, Saiki-san." The hot-blooded manga protagonist who spoke passionately turned to me.

Eh?

that……

Naruto moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something, and I suddenly recalled his classic quotes in my head: The meaning of hard work is not to be impeccable, one in a million, but to tell you what kind of self you can be.

I:……

【it is good. 】

In order to prevent him from saying it out of the blue and making the atmosphere of this work Soviet, I compromised.

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