Story of Longevity

"Please don't be like the magicians in the story, at a certain moment, suddenly disappear, okay?"

"……Ok.

But can you tell me, why do you think I will leave? "

Xingke wanted to know what went wrong, although he knew it, there were problems everywhere.

But the really white answer made Xingqi very crazy.

"do not know."

"Ugh?"

"do not know."

"No, no need to say it again, I heard it.

I'm just wondering why you don't know [how did you know] this question. "

It's awkward, but that's what it means.

Zhenbai first lay there thinking hard, and even buried his face in the pillow and crushed...

It's so cute, is there anything?

In the end, Zhen Bai finally faced the star carving who was laying on the floor under the bed again, and kept his head up:

"Rita told me a lot to keep me away from someone."

"Well, I understand."

"Rita said that someone has many secrets and an extraordinary family background, but living in Sakura Village is definitely a problem."

"I'm really fine, they all think too much."

"Rita said that someone and everyone are not people in the same world."

"...In every sense, she guessed it right. Add ten points."

"Rita said that someone is despicable and shameless...but it doesn't matter."

"Hey, don't talk about it if it doesn't matter. I want to admit that what she said is right, OK?"

"Misaki said...Two horses...Future...Universe...Alien..."

"What? It's all, there is no direct proof that the elements that I want to leave are in it? Really white. You really think through intuition... Really white? How can you..."

Suddenly there was no response, Xing Ke raised his head and looked at Zhen Bai on the bed with the dim dim light, and found that she had fallen asleep.

When he stood up, Xing Ke sighed helplessly when he saw Zhen Bai who could not hold his eyes closed.

After waking up others, it feels good to sleep on the ground. Did you know that in less than three minutes, I have performed a small composition of two thousand words in my heart...

The drowsiness has dissipated a lot, Xingke decided to serve the public, and will do what should be done tomorrow tonight.

After taking out a staff from the bottom of the bed, Xingke first stood up and assumed a handsome pose, then gently inserted the tail of the staff into the floor——

"[PerfectRest; Glory]!~"

Without making any loud noises, a spell fluctuation that only the more sensitive people of the sixth sense would feel enveloped the small student dormitory of Sakura Village, and continued to exude mild magical fluctuations, nourishing and recovering. The fatigue and fatigue of the people used even showed a slight healing effect.

For example, if it is a game now, everyone in the Sakura Village team will have [Energy+1], [Physical Strength+1], [Life+1]...

Such a good sustained effect, but unfortunately, no one has a green light on the top of his head. If so, maybe it is... Rita?

Seeing Zhen Bai who was sleeping, Xing Ke had some blood in his heart, and he stepped forward and kissed her smooth forehead.

"good night."

………………

Suimei Academy Festival, referred to as "Suimei Festival", is jointly organized by Suimei High School and Suimei University.

A grand ceremony in an area can be regarded as a small event in the Tokyo area, and there are countless participants (?).

It was only the first day, and the original campus seemed to have become a playground overnight. Hot air balloons of various colors floated in the air and pulled up banners with various words.

Various elaborate decorations are hung upstairs in the teaching building, which makes the originally solemn learning place look better without its depressive appearance.

Everyone who came to each other had positive expressions on their faces, such as excitement, joy and expectation.

But... Well, sorry, the word [Never Is Not] just used seems a bit inappropriate.

because--

"The so-called school festival is nothing more than a play game for the students.

Simulation business, performance program, role playing...

These things are obviously just imitating some of the entertainment and superficial phenomena of the adult society, but they are extremely joyful.

It shows that one step closer to the dream.

However, most of the students may have noticed it, or may not have noticed it.

In the well-protected isolation facility of the school, a game of pretending to be house wine is held for only a week, and some guests who are mostly students’ parents, brothers and sisters, and foreign alumni are hosted. They really have a dream of distance. One step closer?

Aren’t these lively scenes of you created by people from all directions, such as the school, the student union, and parents?

A cheap stall that only runs for three days has no labor costs. It is only natural to make a little money.

The female students who usually only wear school uniforms suddenly put on a short skirt maid outfit, and then dress up a little, of course, they will be sought after by all the boys, everyone is the same, and it is just fresh.

A band show that has only been in line for a week can provoke the audience cheering. Is it because the students are ignorant or because of the lively atmosphere?

...

So ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ All this is just...chewing, chewing...swallowing.

It's just..."

"Before you say anything like this, please confirm the happy expression on your face and what are the things you eat and hold in your hand, OK?

And, whether to eat or to spread negative emotions, please choose one, bow length. "

"...Haha, don't care, I'm just talking, but it seems that these words I said may be better for you to say, isn't it? Better than Qigu?"

Carrying various snacks full of Dangdang in his hand, while chewing on grilled squid and chocolate banana in his mouth, Xingke walked on the campus with a smile, looking like an ordinary young man enjoying the school festival. .

It's just that the dead fish-eyed, unmotivated boy who followed him with only a chocolate banana in his hand could hear Higiya Hachiman, right?

Although this guy has a smile on his face, what he says is full of negative energy and has a strong sense of reality. Unobtrusively criticizing the energetic young teenagers and girls around them are silly roes...

This really makes Biqigu wonder what to say.

"No, what kind of state of mind do you have that will deliberately throw cold water here when everyone is very happy, very lively, and the atmosphere is very good!"

Facing Biqigu's complaints, Xingke first swallowed the food in his mouth, then tilted his head and slowly said:

"What kind of state of mind? I think it's from the story that I was pulled up from the bed by a monster whose wound I healed this morning? Would you like to hear it?"

"...Don't want to listen."

"But I just want to talk..."