Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"Clear sky! Clear sky!"

In the room, Sanriyue Qingkong, who was reading a book, raised his head, looked at Youjia who was standing at the door, and asked, "Is there a bug in your room?"

You Jialai was looking down at the floor, holding the mobile phone in one hand and the insecticide spray in the other, she replied: "I haven't seen it in my room yet, I just found a very interesting video, you have a look."

"what?"

Youjia leaned over and tried to reach out, handing her mobile phone, but she was still standing at the door, with the insecticide spray in the other hand aimed at the floor.

Sanriyue got up, picked it up silently, and clicked the pause button on the screen.

Above is a video of a foreign sand sculpture trick. The girlfriend deliberately sticks the lid of the can with super glue, and then gives it to her boyfriend, asking him to unscrew it. , were still struggling with the can that couldn't be unscrewed, and finally broke down and swung a sledgehammer at the can...

After she finished reading, she looked up at Youjia with question marks in her eyes.

Youjia took out a can of oranges from his pocket, and happily said, "How about letting Guategawa try it too? See if he can unscrew it."

"Does it need to be said? It can definitely be unscrewed." San Riyue looked at her: "It's not like you haven't seen those two big barbells in the yard."

Youjia thought for a while: "Not necessarily? He can lift such a heavy barbell, but he may not be able to hold a broken egg with his hands, so opening a can is probably the same? After all, there is super glue!"

This kind of trivial matter is harmless, San Riyue pondered and said: "But there is no glue at home."

"Don't worry! I bought it early!" Youjia snapped her fingers, turned around and ran back to the house. Not long after, she came back with a liquid super glue, and said with bright eyes like offering a treasure, "Sorata I bought it for me, I heard that the effect is super powerful! Guatechuan might also be defeated by it.”

Sanriyue Qingkong saw that she was so well prepared, and looked sideways slightly: "You seem to be in a high mood?"

"Of course!" You Jiali said confidently: "The kid who made a bet last time skipped class to break the appointment, so this time we must let him know how good he is."

"... as long as you are happy." Sanriyue returned the phone to her.

After Youjia took it, she blinked and said, "Qingkong, why don't we make a bet this time? I bet he won't be able to unscrew it."

"This is not a good hobby! You are good!" San Riyue warned her: "Don't take it seriously! Otherwise, you might kill yourself someday!"

"It's just to add a little spice to the boring life..." Youjia stretched out her index finger and thumb, pinching them together: "Besides, I wouldn't play like this if I'm not familiar... just once?"

Sanriyue stared at her, and said, "What are you betting on?"

"If I win, you will be my maid for a day, make me what I want to eat, rub my shoulders and legs, and make me happy—"

"Then lose?"

"If you lose, I'll be your maid for a day! I'll cook and warm your bed!"

"Cooking? So even if I win, I have to be punished?" San Riyue waved her hand, signaling for her to play by herself.

"Then I'll just warm your bed?"

"Thank you, but it's summer soon, and it's hot enough to sleep alone."

"Then what should I do?" You Jiaming thought hard, put down the insecticide spray, patted the bottom of the can with one hand, and then unscrewed it vigorously with both hands. Layer by layer, until the glue has gone down half a tube, the cover is hammered up little by little.

After a while, she twisted it hard, but the lid didn't move at all. She immediately beamed with joy and smiled wickedly: "Qingkong, I can't lose this time!"

"No, if you can't think of a good bet, then the bet doesn't stand."

The smile on Youjia's face froze, and she had a headache: "Then do you have any good suggestions, Miss Qingkong?"

San Riyue thought about it and said, "If you lose, you will be responsible for the sanitation of the house for three months, not even one day less!"

"Three months?" Youjia was a little apprehensive, "Isn't it too long? It's a three-story building."

"Then I don't care, it was you who proposed it."

Youjia looked down at the can in his hand, and twisted it for a while worriedly, until his wrists were sore and his head hurt, then he said with great confidence: "Okay, it's settled! If I If you lose, I will be in charge of sanitation for three months! If you lose, you will be my maid for three days!"

Sanriyue looked at her, nodded and hummed.

"Hey! That's great!" Youjia paced back and forth, muttering to herself, "When Guatechuan comes back, I'll pull him in too! If he loses this time, let him sweep the floor! Three months!" You have to be my slave for three days! I don't believe he dared to skip three days of class..."

Sanriyue didn't expect her to be so "big" in playing, and she planned to bring Furategawa in.

She thought for a while and asked, "What if he wins?"

"If he wins, then I'll clean for three months! Didn't you just say that?" Youjia scratched her head: "As for you, just be his maid for three days."

Sanriyue: "..."

Something seems wrong?

After a while, there was a sound of opening the door at the entrance.

Youjia's eyes lit up, and she ran over.

"Let's see who it is—" Sanriyue hadn't finished speaking, but the person had disappeared.

She got up silently, held the hammer behind her back, and followed out the door.

At the door, Furutekawa Shinmi, who just came back, leaned back slightly, focused his eyes on the can in front of his nose, and then looked at Youjia behind the can, a little speechless: "What are you doing?"

"Furutogawa!" Youjia put on a serious face, put the can behind her back, and hid it: "You lost the bet last time, but you didn't fulfill the bet!"

"It was force majeure that time. The little priest was seriously injured. I went to see the patient." Furutekawa Shinmi defended himself.

"No matter what the reason is, you missed the appointment anyway!" Youjia stared, "So! I'll give you a chance to redeem your sins! Let's make another bet!"

Furute Chuan looked at her, and said earnestly: "Youjia, betting on such things is not a good hobby, or you may harm yourself because of this in the future...Pornography, gambling and drugs are not allowed at all. .”

"Just this time, I won't mention it next time!"

"Then how do you want to bet?" Gude Chuan took off the sword bag, hung it on the shelf, took off the windbreaker, and handed it to Mikazuki Qingkong.

Youjia frowned, took out the can again, and shook it: "This is the can! If you can unscrew it within 1 minute, then I lose! If you can't unscrew it, then you lose! Do you want to bet?" ?”

"A can?" He weighed it in his hand and looked at her: "Tell me, what's the bet?"

Youjia cleared her throat, and the corners of her mouth turned up: "If you lose this time! You have to obediently clean the house for three months, and then be my slave for three days! If I lose! I will clean three Monthly Hygiene!"

Furutegawa Shinmi thought for a while: "Then you won't be my slave?"

"Of course! Who told you to miss the appointment last time?" Youjia snorted, and pushed Sanriyue to her, "Qingkong also participated. If you unscrew it, then Qingkong will be your maid for three days."

Sanriyue Qingkong turned to look at her: "But I bet that he can unscrew it, why should I give him three days if I win—"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a "boo" in her ears.

She turned her head instantly.

Furutegawa showed her the can and the lid as if seeing a treasure, and said with wide eyes, "Unscrew it."

Sanriyue and Youjia looked at the can that was obviously missing even the mouth of the can, and then looked at the glass that was still glued together in the lid of the can, and fell silent.

The glue is indeed a good glue, and it didn't open even after it was like this.

But... there's something wrong with the can twister, right?Just unscrew the glass?They have never heard of it being like this!

Youjia sighed, patted Sanriyue on the shoulder in front of her, pushed her forward gently, and said goodbye with tears: "Qingkong, take care..."

San Riyue looked at her running back, and for the first time felt the urge to beat someone up.

Kotegawa Shinmi put the can lids and cans on the table aside, and asked tentatively, "Is this maid activity starting now?"

San Riyue turned around slowly, tilting her head to look at him.

"What peaches are you... thinking about?"

"Water Peach..."

……

There was nothing to say all night, at five o'clock in the morning the next day, in the quiet room on the second floor, Furutekawa Shinmi was doing Tai Chi slowly.

Today is Monday, and it's also the school's campus festival. The whole day is just a joke.

The only fly in the ointment is that it is raining lightly outside, and according to the nature of urine during the rainy season, it is likely to last another whole day.

After punching, he inhaled lightly, turned around and walked downstairs, and walked out the door with the sword.

It was just getting bright outside, and the air was very cool. He drew out his sword and exercised his true energy, starting with the Xuanmen sword, practicing one move at a time.

The sound of Qingyue's sword whistling resounded from the courtyard, and the rain gradually became more chilling.

Youjia also got up early in the morning. She carried her schoolbag, looked at Furatekawa, waved her hand and said, "Furatekawa, the theme of our class today is the music restaurant. I want to go home first, change my clothes and go to school early to do it. Get ready, so let's go home first! Tell Qingkong that I don't need to have breakfast for me...but it doesn't seem to need to be said, you can eat it anyway."

After she finished speaking, she rolled out the bicycle from the shed next to her, rode on, hummed and left.

Furute Chuanshin, who was practicing his sword, saw that he had no distractions. After finishing all the 73 moves, he let out a breath, looked at the street outside, thought for a while, put away his sword and walked back to the house.

He walked into the entrance, turned around and locked the door, not only the lock, but also the anti-theft chain.

Youjia has the key to the door, and so does Walnut, so it is necessary to prepare an anti-theft chain.

He put the sword away, went back to his room and changed his rain-wet clothes, knocked on the door of Sanriyue's room, and after hearing the slightly confused "the door is unlocked", he opened the door and walked in, sitting by the bed , looked at the girl who was rubbing her eyes and said, "Youjia said that the theme of your class this time is a music restaurant. She has to go to school early to help out, and she has just returned home."

"Well, I know." The girl pointed to the water glass on the table.

Gu Techuan reached out to take it, unscrewed the lid and handed it to her.

Sanriyue Qingkong sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, took a few sips from the cup.

The front buttons of her pajamas were not buttoned properly, and her amazing white and tender curves were exposed to the air... As we all know, girls don't like to wear certain things to sleep.

Seeing that his mouth was dry, Furutekawa nearly stuck out his tongue.

Sanriyue handed him the water glass, rolled her eyes, and pulled the quilt over her body: "I haven't brushed my teeth and washed my face yet."

"It's okay!" Furutegawa Shinmi looked at her affectionately: "Me neither."

"...Do you want a drink?"

Furutegawa looked down at the water glass in his hand, hesitating slightly.

"Here!" Sanriyue Qingkong pointed to a drop of water at the corner of his mouth, and raised his head slightly: "Hurry up, or it will fall."

"Actually, it's fine if it falls..." Furutegawa Kamimi smiled softly, and got into bed.

Not long after, a slight pain sounded... After that, there will be paid content, and it will not be played.

Three hours later, Furutegawa went to the kitchen and made his specialty beef spicy noodles. We ate very well together and hugged each other at the entrance for a long time before going out to school.

Still a happy day.

Xiaoniao Youhuawu stood at the door of her house, tilting her head to look at the two people who came over, with a little doubt in her eyes.

After getting closer, she looked at Sanriyue up and down, thought for a while, and said doubtfully, "Qingkong, you seem to be a little different?"

Sanriyue Qingkong was stunned, looked down at her body, then looked behind her, and finally stroked her hair and said, "Have your hair grown?"