The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

"Because I'm homeless."

Xia Qing replied.

Unknowingly, Yue Yong Xiaomeng, who judged that Xia Qing had no ill intentions, sat on the bench.

"Homeless... so, so pitiful..."

The eyes of Yueyong Xiaomeng, who was... uh... a girl according to her age, were misty, and tears of emotion could not help but flow out of her eyes.

"Woooooooo..."

"No...what's there to cry about? Isn't it me who's miserable?"

Xia Qing, who didn't feel how miserable she was, asked speechlessly.

It would be a bit boring to stay here all night, but it would be nice to have someone to chat with.

I finally returned to the modern city, and of course I wanted to enjoy it. I was almost tired of fighting and killing all day long.

Yueyong Xiaomeng, who was crying because of pity for Xia Qing, suddenly noticed that the clothes Xia Qing was wearing were all wet, and her shoulder-length black hair was still dripping with drops of water.

The bench he was sitting on was also stained by water stains.

"Classmate, what happened? Your clothes are already wet. If you continue like this, you will catch a cold..."

Yue Yong Xiaomeng asked with some concern.

"It doesn't matter. I'm in good health, and it's summer, so I won't have a cold or anything like that."

Xia Qing was telling the truth. With his current physique, it was basically impossible to get sick. Moreover, the heat emitted by his body would dry the wet clothes in a short time.

If you really can’t use a hair dryer, oh no, why don’t Star Platinum give you a hair dryer and you’ll be done with it?

"No, how about...the teacher buys you some clothes!"

"..."

In Xia Qing's speechless eyes, Yue Yong Xiaomeng continued.

"Besides, it would be bad if you get sick if you sleep on the bench. You might as well come and stay at my house."

"Teacher Xiaomeng, is this really okay? I'm a boy."

Xia Qing raised her eyebrows and asked.

"It doesn't matter. My interest is to help runaway girls and I often take runaway girls home and provide them with temporary accommodation until they find their own direction in life!"

"No...I told you I'm a man!"

No matter how reasonable what she said, Xia Qing felt a little strange.

"let's go."

Before Xia Qing could finish his words, Yue Yong Xiaomeng grabbed his arm and left the park.

On the way, Xia Qing and her told each other their names.

"Xia Qing looks like a very good child."

Yue Yong Xiaomeng said with a sweet smile.

She could tell from the very beginning that Xia Qing was not the kind of person who would take advantage of others.

Although the subject taught by Yue Yong Xiaomeng in school is chemistry, she specializes in the study of fire ignition ability. In addition, she is also proficient in various disciplines and is an expert in social psychology, environmental psychology, behavioral psychology, traffic psychology and other psychological aspects. .

Such a person should live in a better place no matter what. However, what is surprising is that this teacher who looks very much like a twelve-year-old Xiaomeng actually lives in a building that looks very ordinary. Inside an old two-story apartment.

The washing machine was placed haphazardly in the corridor, and it seemed that there was no concept of a bathroom here.

Xia Qing followed Yue Yong Xiaomeng and looked at the house numbers one by one. Then she walked up the rusty stairs and walked to the door of the innermost room on the second floor. Only then did she finally see the hiragana written "Yue Yong Xiao Meng" Cute] house number.

"This is it. Sorry, it might be a little messy in there. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind. I have a place to live thanks to you."

Xia Qing replied with a smile.

Following Yue Yong and Xiaomeng who opened the door, they entered the house. After the orange lights were turned on and Xia Qing saw the scene inside, the air seemed to fall into silence.

How can I describe this room? All in all it looks terrible.

Empty beer cans were scattered all over the tatami, and the silver ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. And the most classic thing is that there is a small low table in the room.

Sensing Xia Qing's gaze, Yue Yong Xiaomeng rushed up to pick up the beer bottles on the tatami, poured the cigarette butts in the ashtray into the trash can, and finally looked up at Xia Qing with her big, pitiful eyes. Qing asked.

"Um...Xia Qing, do you hate girls who smoke...?"

"Of course not, it's just that smoking is not good for your health."

Xia Qing bent down to help her clean up the remains of the food.

"Ah, no need, please take off your clothes and blow dry first...Eh!?"

Saying that, Yue Yong Xiaomeng couldn't help but froze when she stretched out her hand to touch Xia Qing's clothes.

The clothes were still wet everywhere, but they were as smooth and dry as if they had been ironed.

"This is how the same thing……?"

Xia Qing talked nonsense seriously.

"Actually, this is my superpower. All in all, my physique is better than that of ordinary people, and I can also generate heat."

For Yue Yong Xiaomeng, who advocates science, it is easier for her to believe it if she uses scientific superpowers to explain it.

"So this is ah."

Yueyong Xiaomeng nodded.

"By the way, what is this?"

Xia Qing, who was sitting on the tatami, picked up a black object placed beside her. There should be an impression in her mind, but it was too long ago and she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Ah...that's the memory card of the game console."

"It's been a long time..."

Xia Qing complained.