My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

"It would be great if I said that John Manjiro at that time." Sitting by the river, the petite and lovely girl like an angel propped her chin and sighed nine times.

"So don't be so entangled, isn't it good? At least, we can be together forever."

A girl with short blue hair sat beside her with a smile, stretching out her hand to gently smooth her hair.

"Are you right? カナリン (Kaner)~"

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The truth behind Chapter 1011 (third update)

"What is the Justice League?"

"This is the name of the team that Master Bai Yu and I came up with last night. In those superhero movies, everyone has a nickname and an organization, right?" Alice raised her chin and said proudly, "We help ghosts fulfill their wishes, Of course he is a righteous little partner."

So this is too title party!

One is an evil capitalist who exploits the general public, the other is a black-bellied angel who takes pleasure in molesting/teaching others, and there is himself, the devil king, who can't be called "justice" at all! 'League of Evil' is just right!

Lafite tilted his head to look over, and tapped his chin lightly with his finger: "Doesn't Hua Ye like this name?"

Hua Ye's poker face: "I don't like it at all."

The corners of the black-bellied girl's lips slightly raised, she shook her finger and said, "Two to one, objections are invalid."

Do you know what the veto power of a big country is?Two to one is nothing, and four to one is still rejected for you to see!

Seeing Hua Ye's half-closed eyes, the black-bellied girl quickly changed the subject: "What is student Hua Ye carrying?"

Hua Ye said, "The persimmons given by the monitor's grandma."

"Hey." Lafite propped his chin with one hand, and sighed pretending to be resentful, "Obviously I can also help pick persimmons, but Machiko-chan didn't call me, so sad."

Why didn't Machiko call you to go, don't you have a clue in your heart!

"Hmph, went out to play secretly without telling us, and maybe did some nasty things to Machiko. After the appraisal, I'm a pervert, and I hate you the most!"

Hua Ye looked down with a blank expression on his face.

"What are you looking at?" The little bean hurriedly covered his chest, baring his teeth and claws, pretending to be ferocious, "Oh, I'm biting you!"

……

It was already six o'clock in the evening when we got off the bus.

The sun is setting and the sunset is dim.

Twilight enveloped the land.

One by one the lights began to come on.

"This is an old-fashioned apartment building in the suburbs. The monthly rent is only [-] yen. Ms. Miura's boyfriend is Takahashi Ryosuke. He lives in the innermost apartment on the third floor. He has rented it for one year and two There is still one month before the contract expires, and it is not clear about the intention to renew the lease."

The housekeeper Fujiwara Norika pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said ably.

This building is an old-fashioned apartment building with a relatively remote location. Naturally, there is no elevator, and the lights in the corridors are dim and dim.

Alice hugged Lafite's hand and asked in a low voice, "Will it be embarrassing for us to go up like this?"

"How to say?"

"Look, Miura is his girlfriend, and the girlfriend went out to have sex with him behind his back, and then was killed by the person who made it up, wouldn't it feel comfortable?"

"That's right." Raphael folded her chest with one hand and rested her chin with the other hand, nodding seriously, "Let's leave this kind of embarrassing matter to the thick-skinned classmate Hua Ye."

"Master Baiyu is so smart."

Hua Ye's face was full of black lines: "Shut up."

If you want to be slapped, just say it, I will fulfill you!

"arrive."

The housekeeper Fujiwara Norika stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

There was no movement inside.

"Hey, isn't there nobody here?"

Hua Ye said, "Someone, I heard breathing."

So the housekeeper went on knocking on the door.

After a while, the door finally opened.

It's a pity that the door of the room was only opened halfway. A thin young man, wearing an ordinary white shirt, with greasy hair, and looking morbidly pale because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, appeared in the crack of the door. There was no light behind him, only a Dim, asked in a flat tone: "Who are you?"

The housekeeper replied, "We are friends of Miss Miura."

Hearing Miura's name, the man's eyes fluctuated for a moment, and then quickly went blank again: "Is there something wrong?"

Rafael said: "We want to know if Miss Miura has any unfulfilled wishes."

"What are you asking about this?"

"For some reason, I want to help her fulfill her wish during her lifetime."

The man was silent for a moment: "Miura doesn't have friends like you, and he doesn't have any wishes to fulfill."