My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

A strange flowing sound sounded in the dark corridor, and a slight drop fell on the stairs.

Accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood squirming, Yachiyo Yayoi showed up after a while and straightened her somewhat messy hair.

After having a massage service for my brain, the trance has gradually dissipated.

Leaning against the wall, Yachiyo Yayoi still had some red blood on her fingertips.

I feel like I just had a dream, dreaming about things that happened a long time ago.

Yachiyo Yayoi's memory is like a reservoir that has been full for a long time, constantly overflowing.

Relatively unimportant and more distant things will slowly overflow and be forgotten by her.

But just now she had a feeling of recalling something long ago, as if dead memories suddenly came to her.

But after waking up, only the feeling remained, and I couldn't remember anything about the dream.

"Maybe there were too many deaths in the past two days."

After muttering, Yachiyo Yayoi wiped her hands clean and turned back to the study.

As soon as she entered the room, she subconsciously frowned.

It's not that he has any grudge against Aitaniti and Tamaki Hikari's cuddling behavior, but rather a feeling of unhappiness that he can't explain.

Out of this unhappy mentality, Yachiyo Yayoi couldn't help but say something.

"Please don't flirt here and pay attention to the occasion and environment."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just translating for him, this gesture."

Aitaniti, who was sitting on Tamaki Hikaru's lap, twisted her waist and showed a smile.

"It's just for convenience. After all, there is only one place in front of the desk."

The tea smelled like tea. From the last time they met, Yachiyo Yayoi felt that this girl was somewhat familiar.

I just thought that since I couldn't leave any memory, it was probably an insignificant role, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

Now, I feel a little bit unhappy, and it always feels like her eyebrows are always full of provocation.

"Translate? What can you translate?"

Yachiyo Yayoi casually opened a manuscript. She couldn't understand what was written on it. It was just the ravings of a madman.

What is the structure of the world, the spiritual elements of spiritual practice, and other messy things.

"It may be a bit complicated for you, but for me, it's very simple."

Aitaniti raised the paper in her hand and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Or do I need to change my tone and appearance before you can remember who I am? Is that pendant still usable?"

Her voice became a little hoarse and dull, and the slightly raised shadow revealed that she had had brief contact with Yachiyo Yayoi.

Yachiyo Yayoi was a little dazed, and it took her a while to find the figure who sold her the pendant from the edge of her memory.

"You are that weird pervert?"

"abnormal?"

Tamaki Hikaru, who originally didn't want to get involved in the fight between these women, suddenly spoke up and was attracted by these two words.

"We are obviously doing serious business, why don't you just talk nonsense?"

Aitaniti's smile fell and she said quickly.

"Trading is quite serious, but you are quite perverted. If I hadn't known you were a woman, I would have suspected you were some kind of idiot."

Yachiyo Yayoi shook her head. At that time, she thought she was going to pay with some of her old things, but in the end she only wanted some of her other things.

Forgetting the tears, picking her body scent was a request she had never heard in her life. It was simply perverted.

Tamaki Hikaru's eyes were strange, wandering back and forth between the two of them.

Aitaniti's words indeed sound like a stalker and a madwoman, but are there any other perverted things about her that I don't know about?

It is not easy to make Yachiyo Yayoi, who treats r18g as a daily routine, call her abnormal.

Faced with Tamaki Hikari's eyes, Aitaniti became a little anxious.

She can be considered a pervert, but she can only be a pervert towards Tamaki Hikari, but she cannot be misunderstood as someone who is also a pervert towards other people.

Her whole heart was completely focused on Tamaki Hikari, so she was dedicated and sincere. She bought Mermaid's body fragrance just for Tamaki Hikaru.

Without the mermaid's body fragrance, how could she have quickly approached Tamaki Hikaru in the first place?

"Mr. Tamaki, don't get me wrong. Is it a perverted thing to get milk from cows? I'm just collecting some ingredients for the potion."

Aitaniti tried to explain, but Yachiyo Yayoi raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know if you think it's perverted, but as a cow, I think it's perverted and I feel insulted."

Damn stinky cow! I'm just using a metaphor. What are you trying to do by using this topic? !

Aitaniti glanced at Yachiyo Yayoi hatefully, focusing on a certain part in particular.

A momentary slip of the tongue resulted in her losing the verbal confrontation.

Since she failed on this topic, she quickly changed the topic. Aitaniti did not mention the matter and just raised the manuscript in her hand.

"Now, do you still have any objections to my translation of these manuscripts? Huh?"

This Yachiyo Yayoi really has nothing to say. The other party is a witch, and probably no one knows more about these magical things than she does.

Seeing that the verbal attacks between the two people seemed to have stopped for a while, Tamaki Hikari spoke up to smooth things over.

He flicked Aitaniti's forehead with his finger and said with a hint of attacking her momentum.

"So proud? Why can't you explain the contents of the Dao Zang Buddhist Sutra? It's just half-assed."

The way of balance, hidden in all things, is that both of them have to suffer a little, and oneself is slightly skewed in the middle, in order to balance the mood of the two.

Besides, what he said was true. The little witch Aitaniti did have a lot of research into mysticism, but only in the West.

There are also many things from Buddhism, Taoism, and Yin-Yang witchcraft theory integrated into the manuscript. These are not things that she can translate and explain.

"Hey, most of these things are meaningless. They can only be understood as hobbies."

To save herself, Aitaniti used her professionalism as a witch to deny the contents of these manuscripts.

"Really? Isn't there any merit in this?"

Tamaki Hikari had anticipated this and took this opportunity to learn more about Aitaniti.

"Well, it's quite adequate as a basic enlightenment book, but it's still far from the level of magic."

Aitaniti pursed her lips.

"If Tamaki-kun really wants to learn magic, it would be most convenient for him to ask me."

"Then can I beg you now?"

"If you can't feel sincerity, no, no, no."

The question circled around again. This witch seemed to have her own standards of judgment. Just saying love in words would not satisfy her.

"Then I'd better lay the foundation first and try the stupid bird's method."

No matter what Aitaniti said, the owner of these manuscripts did finally produce results.