[Comprehensive] Natural Volume and Celestial Sister Paper

In February 20XX, there are still 2 days before the Jihad (college entrance examination), and according to the next mock exam, there are still four days left.

The above is what I——Xiao Lingluo, a miserable □ ordinary high school third party, lingered in my mind on the way home from evening self-study.A few minutes ago, I turned 18 amidst the spittle of the math old man.

This way of welcoming birthday, I always feel that all kinds of bleak ==

At the age of 18, it was a stage of devastation.What you are facing are endless exercises and exams, and it is the claws of death stretched out to you by a monster called "College Entrance Examination".It smiles and beckons to you: "Hahaha, youngsters, come on, I'll help you realize your dreams~" Then it ruthlessly crushes your dreams under its feet.

Well, the above is purely a personal complaint, let's understand the feelings of a girl who has been bruised all over by various tortures.

I——Xiao Lingluo, a senior high school girl who just entered the ranks of adults a few minutes ago, was hit by the coming tragic fate on the way home from school.Looking up to the sky and sighing, holding up the wall in the street, successfully attracting heads... I'll fuck [fall! 】!

It's still some distance from home, so to avoid boredom, let's use this time to talk about my name.Ah, though I'm not sure if this topic is going to lead to a chill.

Xiao Lingluo, even though I have been called this for 18 years, I still can't help but twitch every time I hear it.Dear Daddy and Mommy, don't you think this name is so desolate?Well, maybe you like this kind of beauty that is like the withering flowers in autumn, but... as the saying goes, "the pieces are turned into mud and dust", which only makes me feel that my life is not long every time I see these three words Well, especially when faced with piles of homework... I always feel that the next moment, I will turn into a wisp of dead soul in the sea of ​​questions, drifting away... drifting away... drifting away...

Moreover, what is wrong with this name that fits Lin Daiyu so well? It would be a disaster if I was mistaken for being as sentimental as my sister Lin!I'm a young girl, but a positive and sunny young man~ Daddy and Mommy, you must take responsibility!

The hustle and bustle of the road has gone away from me.It was the end of winter, and the streets at night were cold and quiet, and even the sound of footsteps seemed to echo.Well, the complaints about the name stop here.Now, as a young girl, what I am facing is a dark night road with little light.Across this night road is our 18-story apartment building that glows warmly, but this 200-meter-long road is the biggest challenge for me.The street lights have been broken for a month, I don’t know what those people think, it caused me, a girl who just turned [-], to spend every night here in fear.

Fortunately, I returned home safely tonight, and the next day there was no such tragic and tear-jerking news headline "Female high school student attacked while walking at night, dead in wilderness" in the newspaper.

Opening the door as usual, fumbling expertly for his slippers in the dark.Unexpectedly, from the corner of my eye, I saw the pure white light leaking from the crack of the closed door of my room, which was particularly dazzling in the dark room.I was shivering from head to toe, and the laziness I had been studying all day had completely disappeared.Both parents should be working night shift, there should be no one in the house at this time, and there is no reason for my parents to be in my room even if they come back.

In the empty room, only my heartbeat and breathing echoed.

This, what is it... My mind is blank, could it be that I was robbed?A house like ours that can't even afford a car will be burglarized? ! [Is the point there? ! 】However, do thieves break into other people's homes and turn on the lights and tell others "I'm here, I'm here, haha, come and catch me"?Although the law and order in this area is not good, it is too arrogant.

Although I am a girl and I am already an adult, but I still can't control this situation.I didn't dare to turn on the light, worried that my existence would be exposed, what if there was really a thief inside? "The residents of the XX community were robbed, and the female high school student was stabbed to death", please don't appear in tomorrow's newspapers!

By the way, why do I always curse myself like this? ==

I tiptoed to the door of the room, and I was trembling outside the door, but I looked like a thief.Listen carefully... Fuck, I suddenly regretted using such a sound-proof material to make the door, I can't even hear the sound of God!What to do?After several struggles, he finally decided to open the door to meet the gunman who might appear... Ah, al?

Silence... except for the slight friction of the door hinge, there was no sound.

"Strange." According to my imagination, after opening the door, I should see someone rummaging through boxes and cabinets furtively in the room.However, there was not even a person in the room in front of him. If there was a foreign body, there was only a bottle of dried strawberry milk on the desk.

Al, why is there strawberry milk?Ah strawberry milk is my unlucky daddy's favorite, it's normal to have this at home, the question is, why does it appear in my room?Lord, please save this poor girl~ The girl whose brain cells were collectively killed by the exercises is no longer able to face a series of unimaginable problems!It's broken, it's really going to be broken!

Wait, is this situation... a supernatural event?

In an instant, a hodgepodge of all the horror movies I had ever watched came to my mind, and scenes of "unforgettable" scenes revived in front of my eyes, trying to eat away all my remaining thinking ability.

Use, use or not...Who, who will explain to me, young girl's legs are already shaking TAT...

"あの..." In the silent space, a man's low voice suddenly came from somewhere.

"Ghost—!" Just as I was thinking about what was there and what was not, I suddenly heard someone talking, and I screamed in fright.

"Wow—!" There was another sound. When I saw the tall man standing against the wall behind the door, I took a sudden step back but unfortunately fell over the bed. I only heard Simmons screaming in pain. The light body just fell into the soft embrace of the bed.

Sitting up straight in a hurry, the man standing in the corner stared at me with a very strange look. If I insist, that kind of look is called "speechless + contempt".

To, at least it should be human, right?With a restless girlish heart, I raised my head and carefully looked at the male silver that fell from the sky.Weird silver curly hair [wig? ], Reddish-brown dead fish eyes [Color lenses? ], No matter how you look at it, the kimono is incompatible with □□【? ], this outfit is inexplicably familiar.It wasn't until the moment I saw the kimono that I realized that the two words this person just said were actually Japanese.

Ehhhh——?What do the citizens of Mud Boom country want to do if they have nothing to do?

"あなたはWho?" Our school's foreign language is Japanese, which is probably very rare in □□, and the usual hard work has finally come in handy at this moment.

"ああ, Iの名前はSakata Gintoki." The silver-haired man took a step closer and replied lazily.Despite the dim light, I could vaguely see a hint of uneasiness in the man's behavior.

"Sakata Gintoki..." The name plucked a certain string in my memory.Sakata Gintoki...Gintoki...Natural curly...Silver hair...Silver, Gintama? !

"Boom——" a thunderbolt strikes, I stare as if I want to stare at the person standing by the wall, then I jump out of bed and rummage through the bookcase beside me with lightning speed , Turned all those anime magazines that had been suppressed for a long time.

If, if I'm not mistaken... ignoring the error between [-]D and [-]D, the man standing in front of me with a confused face is this uncle who grinned obscenely with his mouth open in a magazine, silver fuck The protagonist, the legendary Shiraiyasha, Sakata Gintoki... So, that bottle of strawberry milk that I never go back to touch will appear on my desk ==

Abandoning anime for nearly a year, even the main character of one of my favorite anime, silver fucking, has to stand in front of me for a long time. Come back [clench fist]!

Wait!Is now the time to think about this!Speaking of which, why do I believe that this guy is Sakata Gintoki, who travels through the magic horse and wears it backwards. In the past, these things were just used as entertainment in novels. It really happened...

Fantasy ==

I, who have been influenced by Marxist materialism for more than ten years, feel a little bit, I can't accept it.

"Well, this is really Edo, right? Although there are some things you haven't seen and unfamiliar characters, it's still Edo, right?" Sakata Gintoki asked in Japanese, although the person still had that dead fish-eyed casual look. The way he looked, but the doubtful tone fully showed his uneasiness.

"No, here..." That's right, what am I struggling with here.He should be the one who is most frightened of running to such a place where even the language is different for no reason.I sorted out my confused brain, stood up and replied calmly in unproficient Japanese: "It's the first time we met, Ah Yin, I'm Xiao Lingluo. This is not Edo, it's China~ It's not easy to go back to your place It can be done. To put it simply, you have crossed over."

I can swear to God, I was really calm when I said the above paragraph, but obviously my calmness failed to infect the friend who came from afar beside me.Five seconds after I finished speaking, Sakata Gintoki plunged into the bookcase and shouted, "Calm down...time machine, where is the time machine?!"

I was still very calm: "I'm sorry Ah Yin, the world you traveled to is not Doraemon."

Obviously, my calmness broke Curly's only remaining dream.Soon, the foot of the wall of my house was covered with mushrooms.I was surprised that I could put an egg in my mouth: this person actually brought the special effects that only appear in Two-dimensional to the three-dimensional! ! !

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