Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

She covered her ears in pain, and hurriedly called a stop before Furutegawa continued to sing.

Kotekawa looked at her and said nervously, "Let me just say, the singing is very bad... Are you okay?"

Xiaoniao Youhuawu took a deep breath, looked at him and said: "Your voice has a good foundation, full of vitality, sonorous and powerful, and is actually very suitable for singing."

"Stop messing around, and be serious." Seeing that his family knew about his affairs, God Furutegawa said that he is suitable for singing, rather than a bear for wearing cassock.

"I'm not trying to put you off!" Xiaoniao Youhuawu snorted and said, "If you don't believe me, let's wait and see! Before that, let's deal with other issues first!"

She stretched out a white and tender finger, and emphasized: "First of all! You are too hard! Let's not talk about where the tune is, anyway, you almost exhausted all your strength to growl, it is not at all Might find a tune."

She sat next to the electronic piano, and continued: "You must learn to control the volume, and practice your pitch by the way."

Furutegawa Shinmi stood in front of him, trying to learn.

The little bird Youhuawu hummed a melody, Furutegawa heard it in his ears, remembered it in his heart, and felt that he knew it, so he opened his mouth...and remained motionless.

Eh?Ah what's going on?

Xiaoniaoyouhuawu hummed again.

Furutegawa saw him for a long time, but he still didn't come out.

The girl stopped and looked at him a little strangely.

Furutegawa's old face turned red immediately, he didn't expect his talent in music to be so slow, sure enough, it was a wise choice not to sing all these years.

"Why don't we just practice the school song?" Guate Chuan Shenjian suggested, "We don't have to sing very well, as long as we sing."

Xiaoniao Youhuawu said unhappily: "Even if you want to practice the school song, you have to learn how to pronounce it first! Otherwise, your voice will be too conspicuous!"

"I'm so sorry." For the first time, Furutekawa dared not refute.

In terms of singing, Xiaoniaoyouhuawu is Furutegawa Shinmi in the spirit era.

"Practice from pitch, this time pay attention to control your strength, and use your chest to pronounce..."

Furutegawa Kamimi opened his mouth, followed the notes she played, and made an "ah" sound in time.

After practicing like this for a while, he really found some feeling, and began to try to reduce his strength a little bit, and the sound he made became more and more peaceful and penetrating.

Xiao Niao You Hua Wu looked at him with satisfaction, and was not in a hurry, still practicing the most basic of the basics bit by bit.

It wasn't until it was almost dusk outside the window that the girl's mother called again, and the two of them stopped, packed up their things, closed the door of the Exorcism Society, and prepared to go back.

"Thank you, Kotoriyu." On the way back, Furutegawa Shinmi said sincerely.

Even if you spend money to hire a teacher, there may not be such a good effect from Xiaoniaoyou teaching him. First of all, the level of teachers may not be comparable to Xiaoniaoyou, and they may not have such a completely patient temper. patience.

No one wants to teach an idiot who doesn't know anything about it over and over again without getting bored.

However, Xiaoniaoyou was able to bear his temper and took apart the most basic things again. He wished he could become a preschool teacher and tried his best to correct the trajectory of Furutegawa Shinmi, who had strayed from the way of singing, so that he could go back on the road.

Although he had only practiced his intonation for three hours, before he left just now, Xiaoniaoyouhuawu asked him to sing the first line of the lyrics again—the effect was as if a different person sang it.

The so-called good teachers and helpful friends are nothing more than that.

The corners of Xiaoniao Youhuawu's mouth curled up, Ye felt a sense of accomplishment, she said happily, "Well, it's good that you know! We will continue tomorrow! We don't have much time!"

Furutegawa couldn't help but nodded, and asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? My treat!"

"What do you want to eat?" The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, "But my mother has already prepared dinner and is waiting for me, and tonight is my favorite butter shortbread..." Her eyes suddenly moved, and she looked around , whispered: "Why don't you carry me back?"

"Eh?" Furutekawa was taken aback, then took off the schoolbag and handed it to her, squatted down and said, "Come on!"

Xiaoniao Youhuawu's cheeks were slightly hot, she lowered her head and straightened her clothes, patted the corner of her skirt, said "Excuse me", and leaned over to put her arms around his neck.

It wasn't the first time Kamito Furukawa carried her on his back, he was familiar with the road, he held the corner of her skirt, lifted her up, and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Well..." Although the skirt of the school uniform was separated, the temperature of the two big hands pressing on the heels of the legs was really transmitted, which made the girl tremble a little.

She took a deep breath, resisting the shyness in her heart, and pressed against his back, leaning against his ear.

Looking at the road ahead illuminated by street lights, Furutegawa Shinmi couldn't help sighing in his heart: "It's really flat! This road..."

Chapter 72 Eve Ceremony ([-])

Half a month has passed in a flash, and the rainy season has also passed for more than half a month.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, Youjia was lying on a yoga mat in big characters. She looked at the gray sky outside and missed the sunny days.

The whole house smelled musty now, damp and stuffy, and though it had just had a bath it was still sticky and uncomfortable.

She puffed up her cheeks and blew on her forehead, a strand of dull hair raised high, and then fell silently.

Today is the weekend of doing nothing...

Sanriyue went to work in a coffee shop as usual. The hot-blooded young man braved the light rain and practiced martial arts in the yard. She had been working at home for a week, and she was so tired that she didn't want to move at all. She just wanted to lie down like this. To the rainy season in the past.

"Good!"

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Furutekawa Kammi knocked on the glass.

Youjia, who was playing dumbfounded, raised his head, looked at him "upside down", blinked and said, "What's wrong?"

Furutegawa Shinmi pointed to the clock on the wall: "Shall we go to lunch?"

Sanriyue was not at home, and he didn't really want to go into the kitchen, let alone Youjia, who couldn't even roll dumpling wrappers.

Youjia raised her hands, shaking them back and forth: "What's for lunch?"

"Change first, let's discuss what to eat on the way."

After more than ten minutes, the two left the house and walked towards the coffee shop on the commercial street.

Usually at this time, as long as Furutegawa Shinmi is at home, he must go to a coffee shop for lunch. Youjia found that since the two "officially announced" together, they seemed to be getting closer and closer.

"Furukawa?"

"Ok?"

"When I wasn't living here, how did you and Sanriyue get along?"

Furutegawa Kamiken squinted at her: "...how to live how to live."

"Really?" Youjia rolled his eyes and looked at the sky, pointed at himself and said, "Then do you think I'm in the way? If I'm not here, maybe you can kiss the clear sky earlier."

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?" Furute Chuan Shen Jian read a poem, and then said: "The days to come will be long! In fact, I hope you will come more often, and be with me when I am not back. She's a companion."

"You really think so?"

"Furutegawa never lies!"

"Hmph, let's believe you this time!" Youjia said happily, "So my father, you go and speak for me."

"Where is Uncle Gui Ma?"

"He thinks it must be annoying for me to come and live here all the time, so let me go back."

"Well……"

"Huh? Why didn't Furutegawa refute?"

"Well, what do you want for lunch?"

"Then the sour plum and egg fried rice will be more appetizing."

The two walked all the way to the commercial street, and when they were approaching the entrance of the coffee shop, a few boys in the uniforms of Luye Academy came to meet them, and they entered the coffee shop first.

"I'm still wearing school uniforms on weekends, so it should be a club?" Youjia said casually, "It's the eve of the school festival soon, and the club rehearsals are also frequent... Isn't the Spiritual Club also required to cooperate in protection? "

Kotegawa Shinmi shook his head: "The school invited people from the special department to take care of security, so we are not needed."

The main reason is that Mr. Fujiwara was worried that the people in the special department would treat the members of the Exorcism Society as younger brothers and cause some bloodshed, so this time he did not let the Exorcism Society participate.

What should they do.

Furutegawa Shinmi pushed open the door of the restaurant, walked in with Youjia one after another, and then saw Mikazuki who was helping customers order food.

He found an empty seat, sat there with Youjia, and waited for Sanriyue to come over.

It's a pity that he didn't wait until Mikazuki, because Sachiko Amamiya, also wearing an apron and dressed as a waiter, ran over.

She bowed with a smile on her face: "Welcome! Furutegawa-kun and Yuka-chan, what would you like to eat?"

Youjia raised her hand and said, "I want fried rice with sour plum and eggs, and a glass of orange soda!"

Kotekawa looked at her: "I want ten fried rice with sour plum and eggs, and three bowls of beef soup."

"Okay! Please wait a moment!" Sachiko Amamiya bowed again, and hurried to the counter, where there were customers waiting to pay.

She has been unable to recruit shop assistants here. When she is particularly busy, she can only pretend to be a waiter, and then check out, buy goods, etc... she is too busy.

Kotegawa Kamimi looked at Mikazuki Qingkong who was also coming in and out of the back kitchen, and said, "Hasn't this place been so busy before?"

"In the past, the business hours were very long, until [-] o'clock in the evening, so it wouldn't be too busy all of a sudden, right?" Youjia guessed wildly, her house has a gate control, and she usually doesn't go out at night when she has nothing to do. In fact, I don't know what's going on here.

Furutegawa groaned, propping his head with one hand, watching the clear sky of crescent moon moving back and forth like a butterfly wearing flowers.

Not long after, the egg fried rice and beef soup they ordered were served.

Youjia smelled the fragrance, and suddenly moved her index finger, rubbed her hands together, and started to move.

Furutegawa Shinmi was not in a daze either, the spoon in his hand was moved very quickly, the sweet and sour plum meat was cut into cubes, which quite whetted the appetite.

More than ten minutes later, Youjia finished her fried rice with eggs first. She sipped the beef soup, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and asked casually, "What are you doing in the afternoon? Or practice martial arts at home?"

Furutekawa swallowed his last mouthful of food and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Go to school in the afternoon and practice drums."

"Huh? So, I'm the only one left at home?"

"You can go and play with the little bird."

"Well, it's true...then I'll wait for Sanriyue first, and we'll go there together after she gets off work."

The coffee shop only works until [-] pm on Sundays. The previous weekends were used for rest, but due to the recent business situation is not very good, so we can only extend the opening hours.

Originally, Furutegawa planned to take Mikazuki to go fishing and then stay at a hot spring hotel for one night.

He got up and went to the counter to pay.

San Riyue, who was a little free, came to him, he stroked her hair, and held her hand and shook it under the surprised eyes of many guests.

"Youjia will wait for you here. I'll go to school later and be home before five o'clock."