Cronus' daily life

This winged monster, Canedusra, was the first monster Suzumiya released.

It has an ice ax similar to Seven. Leo was flanked by it and its head mark when he first entered the stage, and disappeared into the light. Suzumiya took back the monster with such an expression on his face.

Intermission in battle.

As the sun rose the next day, the sound of the porcelain bowl colliding with the chopsticks was fast and powerful, accompanied by the sound of puffing after being put into the pot,

Hasegawa, who was obediently sitting on the sofa watching TV, had already drifted to the kitchen, where the unique egg aroma from Tamagoyaki refreshed his understanding of Suzumiya Daisuke once again.

"Mr. Suzumiya, shall we go and find Leonisan after dinner?"

Suzumiya held a plate and watched Hasegawa sniff his nose, and Shui Lingling couldn't help smiling with anticipation in his eyes.

"You're so grown up and you're so cute? Are you ashamed?"

Using a small shovel to shovel the soft tamagoyaki into the plate, Suzumiya turned on the tap and rinsed the kitchen knife.

"Nissan, Nissan, thinking about Nissan all day, I don't know if you can fit anything else in your head."

"I have worked very hard, but the light is really difficult."

Hasegawa's pricked little ears drooped for a moment, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

"Don't dare to say, how did you hurt your arm? Did you miss your Nissan before you lost your mind?"

There was another sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

Hasegawa put his right hand, which had been wrapped several times in bandages, behind his back, glanced around guiltily, and suddenly saw the group photo on the TV counter.

Only then did Hasegawa feel that there was something missing in the deserted villa,

"Hey, sir, where is Uncle Ishihori, he is the most active when eating..."

"He said he knew about a certain guy, so he went to arrest him. Don't worry about him. Eat while it's hot."

After serving the flavor-enhancing soup and tamagoyaki, Suzumiya took off his apron, suddenly feeling like a good wife and loving mother.

It does not make sense!

Liang Gong was struck by his own brain hole, shook his head, and tasted the soup, but the taste was not so good.

Suzumiya sighed.

"I really hope Mitsuhiko can bring Masaki-kun back."

After a hasty meal, Suzumiya went out in a white coat, and Hasegawa stared at the street outside the window worriedly.

"I don't know if Leonisan can stand up to Mr.'s training."

The monsters raised by Mr. Suzumiya are not simple. At the beginning, he was thrown into the pile of monsters and walked over. The moves he used were taught by Mr. Suzumiya himself.

Speaking of it, it is not an exaggeration to say that Mr. Suzumiya is his teacher.

"But Mr. Suzumiya doesn't let me call him teacher, is it to prevent me from being put on the most wanted list in the universe in the future?"

Although I know that Mr. these monsters were originally used to embarrass the captains of the stars, but the boundary line is too clear.

Hasegawa looked at the bandage on his right hand and flat mouth, Mr. really considered long term.

"Good morning, advisor."

"Good morning."

Suzumiya walked briskly to the desk next to Tuan and sat down, pulled out the stool, and watched Tuan writing and stopping on the grid paper, and beside it was a document with a model of an airplane.

It turned out that the regiment was writing a proposal for the refurbishment of the Mackey, Suzumiya supported his arms and looked at the serious profile of the regiment, with gentleness in the depth.

The expression didn't last long, and it returned to normal when the group looked over, saying good morning.

"morning."

Although Tuan was puzzled by Suzumiya's behavior, his eyes were quickly attracted by the anatomical diagram of the thruster.

'The fixed-duct propeller now equipped uses the reaction force of the air to propel the fuselage forward,'

However, the contact surface between the fixed type and the air flow is not complete, and the noise and excessive force are too large, which caused problems when McKee 123 reversed.

Drenched in saliva, he turned to the next page.

The tip of the pink tongue flickered and then disappeared, and there was still a small amount of liquid on the edge of Tuan's nails, which was shining brightly, but the person involved didn't know how attractive it was, Suzumiya's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned around and pretended not to see anything.

It just so happened that the team members from Qingdao sent a dozen of materials, and Suzumiya picked out a few sheets with a lot of words and read them for a while.

The frequency of listening to Tuan's book flipping became faster, and Suzumiya's eyes were glued to Tuan's body again, looking at the parts adjustment he wrote when Tuan frowned at the proposal.

"In fact, it is better to focus on spiral propulsion than to increase the nozzle deflection, control the torque, and turn it into a high-angle-of-attack maneuvering flight.

Silently moved the stool over, took Tuan's pen very naturally, wrote a composition formula on the draft paper, Suzumiya pointed to the last line written by Tuan, and made a comparison.

The person who came over suddenly had a scent of sweet orange. Suzumiya's eyelashes were very long, and his lips were not too dark. From this distance, the fluff on Suzumiya's face could be seen clearly.

However, Tuan is not interested in male sex. Following Suzumiya's assumption at this time, the three-dimensional structure of the tail of the plane appeared in Tuan's mind.

"The ubiquitous problems of the spiral type can't be changed now. The technology of this planet has not yet reached that level. The only way is to let the maneuver suppress the telemeter."

"In this way, when the control surface is almost ineffective, use the additional control torque provided by the thrust vector to control the maneuvering of the aircraft..."

Tuan immediately turned the book forward a few pages, talking about the content of the nozzle, and it is completely feasible according to Suzumiya's method.

Tuan's eyebrows loosened, looking at Suzumiya with some surprise.

"Have you done any research on this?"

"Is it a little bit, alas?"

"Then you must know something about base catapults, come with me."

Tuan got up and took Suzumiya's arm and walked towards the hangar, forgetting even his crutches, which flattered Suzumiya.

Opening the cabin, Suzumiya straddled the cabin door, using a flashlight to check the parts of the base one by one.

The regiment stared at McGee No. 3, as if seeing a dead team member.

In fact, there was no problem with the catapult during the simulated flight, but when attacking Cruk a few days ago, the plane was shot down, but the team members inside died because of the failure of the catapult.

The railing that Tuan was holding trembled, and Suzumiya, who was still sitting on the plane just now, was watching him closely with a smile on his lips.

The curly hair on the forehead sticks to the face due to sweat, the side of the nose is still sweating, and the sweater on the body is also a little wet. The whole person looks like he just came out of the steam room.

The group subconsciously opened the distance, but forgot that he was standing at the top of the stairs, with the stairs behind him, and ended up stepping on the ground.

The huge force that appeared at the waist pulled him back, but he couldn't stand still, he helped the shoulder closest to him, even pulling the collarbone at Suzumiya's collar looming.

"I"

As soon as Tuan raised his head, Suzumiya's smile stained his eyes, without ridicule or sarcasm, and his own helpless expression was reflected in his brown eyes, full of warmth.

When he looked up, he raised his eyebrows playfully.

The base of the red ears looked even redder with the light shining through, embarrassing.

If Suzumiya didn't support him in time, and rolled down the stairs and fell to his death, he would become the first Ultraman to be disabled, and he felt ashamed to be thrown out of the Kingdom of Light.

Pushing Suzumiya away to adjust his mood, Tuan wanted to ask about the situation of Suzumiya's catapult, but Suzumiya leaned over and carried him on his shoulders.

"Hey, what are you doing, Daisuke Suzumiya, let me go!"

The group opened their eyes round because of the sudden 'attack',

The elbow hit and hammered on the waist, for Suzumiya who had a bug next to him, it didn't hurt or itch, and the dimple on his face couldn't be hidden.

"The noon bell is ringing, and work will stop at that time. If you still don't eat lunch like before, I will carry you there every day."

I don't know if it's because I stayed with Mitsuhiko for a long time, but Suzumiya's ruffian tone was exchanged for more violent struggle.

"Hey, don't tell me that you don't need to take care of my affairs. If you come to a human being, you must abide by the human rules, otherwise you will not be worthy of being my opponent."

"hateful!"

Suzumiya blocked everything he wanted to say, and was slapped tightly by his arm, and he couldn't escape even if he tried to escape, the gang almost tore Suzumiya's undershirt.

Suzumiya simply didn't intend to force the regiment into the lounge, so he put down the regiment at the door, forced the regiment's hand into the lounge, and used it as a crutch for the regiment.

The team members ate half of it, and they just looked at the captain and the advisor, holding hands to eat?

Wait, the captain who never eats for thousands of years and the advisor come to eat hand in hand?

It's only the second day since the consultant came, when did the captain have such a good relationship with the consultant?They all came to eat for him, and even held hands!

The living room was silent for a moment, staring at the two people directly, and the occasional coughing sound made someone choke in shock.

Tuan tried to shake off Suzumiya's hold on his hand, but failed until Suzumiya took out two boxes of bento.

Tuan stared at Suzumiya's hand, pursed his lips, when did he become so weak.

"Here, this is your portion, don't give it to me until you finish eating."

The bento box handed to him was painted with red paint, and two silver stripes merged together, similar to the lines on his body.

This was obviously specially prepared for him. Tuan took the bento and tried to find out the disguise from Suzumiya, but he failed. Suzumiya opened the bento, inserted a piece of eel, squinted his eyes, and ate quite contentedly.

Tuan thought of the bento box he came across yesterday, it was full of food, just like the bento in front of him, his expression was loose, did he want to bring me food that day?

The group puts a piece of sushi into his mouth. The familiar salty egg yolk is served with a slightly sweet salad and crisp cucumber strips. It tastes like the one on the corner of the base street, a shop he often goes to.

Looking at other foods, siu mai, dried tofu, and beef rice are all his favorites.

'This, what the hell is...'

The hand holding the fork was bulging with blue veins. Whether it was a teammate or an opponent, Daisuke Suzumiya knew too well.

The sushi in his mouth stopped moving after chewing twice, his eyes stared straight, Suzumiya was helpless, the male god was thinking too much again,

I inserted a piece of takoyaki to the lips of the ball, rubbed a layer of oil when the ball turned its head, it was shiny, I really wanted to bite it...

Suzumiya looked up and saw the red blood in Tuan's eyes, his heartache flashed by, and he looked at Tuan seriously when he was puzzled,

"Hurry up, I have something to ask you."

Watching Tuan slapping Suzumiya's takoyaki away, and with such an expression on his face, he began to eat rice. Suzumiya put the takoyaki Tuan touched into his mouth, like a sugar ball, sweet to his heart.

The male god is so cute!

If there is a background board behind Suzumiya now, it must be full of vitality in the warmth of spring and the blooming of birds and flowers.

The team members felt that the atmosphere was not right and withdrew one after another.

The living room was empty, only Remnant and Suzumiya were eating leisurely, as agreed in advance, they both finished eating at the same time and spoke at the same time,

"you,"

"I,"

Suzumiya paused, the male god had a firm attitude towards protecting weak creatures before, but now he is a little cautious in asking,

"You don't hate me?"

"Letting monsters destroy the city and hurting innocent citizens like yesterday is not what you hate the most?"

Tuan was very surprised, did not expect Suzumiya to ask this question,

"I'm not that kind of person,"

Putting away the bento box, Tuan shook his head,

"The failure to protect the earth and human beings cannot be solved by hating the destroyers. I can still tell the difference."

"Also, I trust Leo."

"So now that guy Fengyuan has almost practiced?"

Suzumiya's hand trembled, just based on the male god's words, he smiled unnaturally, in the Civic Center, Canedosura fell from the sky again, and the sirens rang through the base.

"Hey, the monster is here, let's go, fight the monster."

"!"

"By the way, I'll drive this time."

Looking at Suzumiya's back, Tuan was very puzzled. They had a good chat just now, so why did they change their minds?

The author has something to say:

Do you know why there is clear water in the front, because there is sugar in the back_(ω」∠)_

The difference between the perspective of the group and the perspective of Suzumiya 23333

Thank you for Jiang Shan’s cute 2 rounds of mines, and a little angel’s 5 bottles of nutrient solution. I love you and love you!