[Tutor] Kongyu name

As he spoke, he took out a ring from his pocket—compared to his body, this ring was too big, and he held it directly with his hand. Immediately afterwards, an electric green flame burst out from the green gemstone.

I stood aside and said in surprise: "It turns out that Mr. Verdy is of the thunder attribute... Wait! It's not the petri dish—" But it was too late, the box in Verdy's hand was opened with a bang, and the electricity covered with flames The eel slipped into the emerald green solution. At this moment, the flame suddenly became brighter. Verti let out a "huh" in surprise. The next second, the green light suddenly went out.

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The box weapon that had lost its flame lay quietly on the bottom of the petri dish, like an ordinary electric eel.I swallowed unconsciously and stepped back toward the corner.

Verdy stood in front of the petri dish for a long time with his small body, and suddenly looked up at me, the light in his eyes and the smile on his mouth made me tremble all over: "That... I didn't expect..."

"Not bad." Verdy interrupted me, simply threw away the ring, and said quickly, "I want to record the ratio now."

"Huh huh-"

He sat in front of the monitor, and the fluorescence of the screen turned him into a faint blue: "This is the answer to your question just now."

What I was asking just now was... How can I extinguish the flame?

...Does it mean that I made a mistake and succeeded? !

The name of mad scientist Verdy is really not covered.

He is obsessed with the research of box weapons. After discovering the shortcoming that the flame will still be suppressed by external forces, he urged me to publish the experimental results every day in order to improve. He also said: "Isn't this the field you are good at, improve efficiency!"

My major is biopharmaceuticals, not biological weapons!

But he was right about one thing, a single sample may be just a coincidence, so I tried a variety of ratios afterwards, and came up with a plan with the highest degree of inhibition.

After the reagents for making the culture solution are mixed in a certain proportion in reverse order, a preparation for suppressing flames can be produced.Of course, for flames of different attributes, the proportion of reagents used in making them will be different, and the effects will also be different, but overall, this thing is obviously universal.

This sudden joy gave me an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. I really wanted to share this feeling with someone, but when I thought about it carefully, there was no one else I could confide to except Verdi.

At the end of my vacation, I returned to Kyoto with the recipe and a large jar of the solution that I had made successfully at Verti's.

In the eighth month after Sawada Tsunayoshi left, I finally found a key, and the door that had been closed for a long time seemed to be slightly opened.

After pushing away, maybe I can see him standing on the other side.

Goal 72 Reunion Day

After returning to Kyoto, I first called Uncle Chuanping to report the situation of the trip.

"...No one has been here during this time, and I haven't even seen anyone who has pressed the wrong doorbell. Verti seems to have left Italy for Japan because of fear of something, but he only mentioned it once, as if it was something... ...not 7 to the power of 3 rays?"

Uncle Chuanping, who has never expressed his opinion, suddenly said when he heard this: "No, 7 to the third power?"

"It's the ray. As for why he avoided it, I haven't heard about it. I also speculate. It probably has something to do with his research."

Unexpectedly, Uncle Chuanping smiled and said meaningfully: "Not necessarily. But I understand the situation, this time it's hard work."

This uncle really makes people never guess what he is thinking, but it has nothing to do with me.

The new semester has started again. In order to study the flame-suppressing reagents in more detail, I often spend time in the laboratory after courses and part-time jobs, and tried various forms of vaporization, solidification, and powderization, but for some reason, I just couldn’t think of it. A method that is convenient to carry and operate.

As a result, because I spent too much time on this aspect, my karate practice gradually decreased. Unfortunately, I was caught by the coach when I went to the martial arts gym today, and I was severely taught.

I didn't expect that after practicing karate for so long, I went back to the days of being beaten unilaterally... It's so miserable.

I wanted to cry but continued to work part-time in the restaurant. I was changing clothes in the locker room. The foreman, Ms. Tanaka, came in from outside. When she saw me, she was shocked and said, "What's wrong with you—so many bruises on your body?"

"Ah, that..." I explained with a sad face, "I've been practicing karate recently, and I've always been beaten badly."

Hearing this, Ms. Tanaka breathed a sigh of relief, but she showed a complaining expression: "I really haven't seen a girl who doesn't cherish herself more than you."

"Don't say that, I'm obviously very good to myself!"

"Yes, go to work quickly, I'm going to be busy again."

I responded loudly, and rushed out while tying my apron.The store manager was standing at the delivery port of the kitchen, and when he saw me, he hurriedly pushed the plate full of food towards me: "Ahhh, I'm so busy, this is table 3, please!"

"Yes, I understand!"

It was the busiest dinner time of the day again, and the restaurant was almost full. I kept shuttling between the kitchen and the hall with my plate, and the place where I was just beaten by the coach was sore and sore.

There was another bell at the entrance, and I happened to be the closest, so I hurriedly turned around to greet him: "Welcome, who are you?"

"One."

My heart seemed to stagnate suddenly, and there was a faint pain and soreness at that moment.I slowly raised my head and saw a brown-haired young man standing in front of me with a gentle smile on his face that I was familiar with.

"Long time no see, I'm back, Tsuna-chan."

Majestic emotions rushed towards me all of a sudden, I couldn't tell what was inside, I just felt unbearable, and even my body couldn't help shaking.I held onto the hem of my skirt tightly, so I finally didn't do something embarrassing in public.

Now, you should be smiling.

I took a deep breath and smiled at the person in front of me: "Long time no see, I'll take you to your seat, this way please."

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, silently followed behind me without saying anything.It wasn't until he sat down that he said again: "I'll wait for you to get off work, and then we'll go back together."

I couldn't help laughing out loud: "You will hinder the business if you do this."

"Then please don't drive me out." Gang Ji also laughed. Seeing his smile, it seemed that something tense was gradually relaxing. I sighed and asked him: "Or order the original one?" Is it a set meal? But the menu has changed, do you want to take a look first?"

He shook his head, his voice was as soft as ever: "It's okay, the one I used to order will do."

"okay, I get it."

I sent the order to the kitchen, and then I was busy delivering food orders for other customers, and I didn't have time to talk to him other than delivering food to Tsuna.

He just sat there alone, occasionally holding his head and looking out the window, with a lazy expression, and sometimes looking down at the phone, frowning or helpless, and he didn't know why he was worried.

Nine months have passed, and there seems to be some changes on his body, but he can't tell exactly where—is it the curvature of his lips when he smiles?Or the dazed expression when in a daze?

It's almost unreal that he's back here now.

Finally, when it was time to get off work, I greeted Tsuna Ji and went to change my clothes first.

Although it was the end of February, the night in Kyoto was still cold. I hurriedly packed my things and opened the back door while wearing a scarf.The light of the full moon scattered all over the ground, and a figure stood under the clear night sky, shining slightly as if it was also coated with silver light.

Before I could call him, Gangji had already turned around. "Already ready?" He walked a few steps quickly to meet me, white air came out of his mouth as he spoke, and it was also shining brightly under the moonlight.

I didn't feel it in the restaurant just now, but now I see him wearing only a long coat and no scarf, he always looks very cold.I took off my scarf, tiptoed and handed it to him: "Is it really okay for you to wear so little?"

Gang Ji was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud: "I'm fine, there's no such thing as taking away the scarf from my girlfriend."

He took the scarf and put it around my neck again. When he bent down, the familiar smell also rushed over, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath.At this moment, Gangji paused, and suddenly hugged me into his arms.

I froze for a moment, and suddenly froze like when the two were just together.His mouth moved, but he couldn't speak.

Tsuna's arms tightened a little bit, almost making me breathless.His cheek was buried in my hair, I looked up and could see the bright starry sky, and my body received the faint tremor from him.

"Great." He let out a long breath, his voice trembling just like his body, "Actually, I was a little scared before this, I was really afraid that the fact that you are in front of me now is not real. But too Alright, it's Tsuna-chan."

My eyes became hot, and tears welled up all of a sudden: "What are you inciting, it's really annoying."

Gangji let go of his hand immediately, and stared at my face nervously, a little at a loss: "Wow - sorry! Why did you make you cry, it's obviously not the intention!"

He frantically wiped away my tears, his cool fingertips touched my face and itched, I couldn't hold back anymore, so I just buried my head in his arms and laughed sullenly: "Haven't you heard of crying with joy? Don’t let me say such a shameful thing myself!”

"Pfft, haha!" A hearty laugh came from above his head, causing his chest to vibrate.Tsuna hugged me tightly again, gently stroking my breasts.