Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Honestly, it doesn't matter if it's practical, it doesn't matter if it's used for a refund, or it's even given to someone else, whatever she likes.

He understands this truth, and so does Sorata in this field, but Sorata in this field still looks annoyed.

Because he couldn't laugh hard enough at this game.

……

The butcher shop is actually not far from our wagashi shop. The reason why it took a while just now is because I was in the queue, because I bought a lot, and I also made a one-year reservation.

Going back now, naturally I didn't procrastinate any more.

Then, as soon as they entered the door, they saw Benchang Youjia wandering around this noble horse, as if they had something to ask.

The noble horse in this field sat on the stool, put his hands in his hands, closed his eyes, and didn't care about it.

"What the hell are you doing?" Sorata Benchang put the freshly baked croquettes on the table and muttered softly.

Seeing them coming back, Youjia also stood up. She didn't put on the little girl's pose, and ignored her younger brother who deserved a beating.

Kotegawa Shinmi said, "This classmate..."

"Just call me Youjia." This time, Youjia's small mouth was suddenly as sweet as honey.

The space next to it was so cold that it shivered suddenly, feeling a little chilly.

No, it's not a little bit, it's simply too cold!

There are good eyes showing fierce light in this field.

The little brother immediately shrank his head and turned his face away.

Kamito Kamito stared at her in surprise, hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes... Youjia."

"Hey!" A good story in this field was picked up quickly.

Kamito Furutokawa was a little puzzled in his heart, and felt that compared to just now, she was a bit strange now...

He gave her a stack of croquette weekly cards in his hand, and quickly said: "This is a year's croquette weekly card! Well, our agreement is completed!"

"Eh? Ah? Year?" Youjia looked dull in this field: "Why do you have to buy so much?"

"Because the price of this sword is almost the same as a year's croquette, I didn't take advantage of you!" Furutegawa Shinmi said frankly.

"Then you might as well discount it... forget it, it's nothing." Youjia almost blurted out the truth in this field.

Croquettes...she doesn't like them!

Besides, if she eats like this for a year, how much meat will she gain in the coming year?

Regret, in short, is regret.

Regret not going to the station, regret giving away the sword, regret changing a lot of coke cake coupons... all kinds of regrets, regrets at the beginning!

"Why didn't you use your brain at the beginning, even if you talked about something special, why did you just mention a croquette? Now...hey, wait!"

Youjia was taken aback for a moment in this field, and became thoughtful.

"By the way, I can return it later by myself! The boss is also very talkative, at least half of it can be refunded! The remaining half will be shared with Qingkong..."

A good idea came to her suddenly, and she immediately regained her spirits.

Next to him, Sorata Mokada looked disgusted.

You really don't need to ask to know what she's thinking.

Twins are just that annoying - looking at each other is like looking in a mirror!

……

Perhaps seeing a few little fellows chatting about the same thing, the noble horse in this field opened his eyes and waved his hand: "Okay, let's serve dinner! Sorata?"

"Oh!" Sora Honjo, who is usually in charge of serving tea and pouring water, washing pots and dishes, receiving couriers and purchasing goods at home, turned his head and ran to the refrigerator without thinking about it.

In this scene, You Jia squeezed her throat and asked in a "delicate" voice: "What do you want to drink, God sees you?"

Furutekawa saw that his scalp was numb and his arms had goosebumps.

Without changing his face, he pointed to the kettle on the table: "Just drink plain water."

What he doesn't drink is usually boiled water or herbal tea.

In this field, Youjia reached for the water bottle: "Then I'll pour it for you."

"Thank you, but I haven't had a drink yet..."

In this field, Sorata ran over with beer, orange juice and herbal tea.

He looked at Youjia in this field, and frowned: "Speak well, it's disgusting."

Youjia's expression froze in this field.

If it weren't for Furute Chuan Shen's quick eyesight and quick hands, Sorata might have brought the sacrificial sword to his elder sister in this game.

...After a while of confusion, the red and swollen corner of his mouth held up the orange juice: "Huan, hiss~ Welcome Furutegawa to Tokyo!"

"welcome!"

"welcome!"

"Thank you, thank you..." Furutegawa Kamimi, holding herbal tea in his hand, thanked each one.

Chapter 8 rude

In the evening, when he was full of tea and food, and declined the brothers and sisters who sent him back, Furutekawa saw a man walking on the way back, holding a sword in one hand and a cell phone in the other.

He just talked on the phone with his second uncle, Aunt Qiuye, mainly to talk about what happened in the afternoon. Anyway, everything is going well, and the uncle here is also taking good care of him.

Uncle Jian and Aunt Qiuye were relieved, but soon worried that it would be unsafe for him to walk at night, so they hung up the phone without saying a few words.

Furutegawa Shinmi strode forward.

Benchang's home is in the upper part of the commercial street, some distance from where he lives.

The buildings on both sides are very tall, squeezing the sky into a narrow long line.

The night was also very dark, and the stars could hardly be seen.

But in big cities, there doesn't seem to be much difference between day and night.

Someone is always in a hurry for something.

There was a slight melancholy in the eyes of Furutegawa Kamimi.

Tomorrow, after finishing the necessary formalities, he bought a whetstone and sharpened his sword, so that he could hurry to find work.

But looking at Tokyo, it seems to be really peaceful. It’s already at this point, and the streets are full of people walking around.

So if he can't get any decent bounty missions, he may have to try to be a part-timer who patrols the streets in the middle of the night.

Although I was a little tired and suffered a little bit, I still got a salary anyway.

Even if it is not much, it is enough for a person to live.

After leaving the commercial street, he recalled a little, then turned and went to a small forest not far to the left.

It wasn't that he was impatient, nor did he have any special interests.

He remembered that there was a small park on the other side of the forest, and walking this way was a shortcut, which would save a lot of time to go home.

Although the road is not easy to walk, it is not a problem at all for practitioners with a steady footing.

He really wanted to go back quickly, after all, he hadn't practiced much today, and his whole body was a bit uncomfortable.

It's just that he just got into the woods and didn't go far

A voice with "Echo" and "Empty Ear" and a hippie smile sounded from behind without any warning.

"Come and play? Hee hee hee hee"

Hearing the familiar opening remarks, Furutekawa couldn't help being stunned.

Is it Piaojiang?Strange, why is it different from what I heard.

Doesn't it mean that there are very few strange things here in Tokyo?

Or is it that he is so lucky that he catches up with him when he occasionally makes a fuss?

But it doesn't matter, you are unlucky to meet me.

He paused in his steps, did not stop, and continued to walk forward.

It's not that he was cowardly.

He has his own way to deal with this kind of thing that likes to "kill back".

You can't turn back immediately after being called out, you have to slip away again, because it was a little far away at first, and if you turn back now, it will probably run away.

This kind of existence is basically on the same level as the mouse. Although there is no ability to threaten him, the ability to escape is really powerful.

come and play?come and play?Hahahaha"

The voice behind him was much closer. Although it was still "hee hee", it could be heard that it was a little anxious.

Because Kotegawa Shinmi was about to leave the forest, there was a chain wrapped around the edge of the forest, and there were talisman papers pasted on it that no one could understand.

Furutekawa still ignored it, and walked forward, intending to wait for the sound to get closer, and then turn around and chop.

The main reason is that I have cut too much in the past, but now I encounter it again, even if I don't have to think about it, my hand knows when to hand out the sword.

"Come to play? Come to play? Come to play?"

Seeing that he didn't look back, the "basic monster" directly turned on the sound pollution, which was as annoying as a tape stuck.

Seeing that his eardrums hurt from the noise, Furutekawa frowned and turned around.

Really, how much better if you come closer and let me cut it?

This way everyone can spend a good night together, right?

But it's okay, since you don't know much about flattery, then

He held a long sword in his hand, expressionless.

This "Piao Jiang" stood more than three meters behind him.