[Attack on Titan] Visual inspection, abducted a little angel

I suddenly felt a severe toothache.

There was a guy who took it out of context before we set out, and now there's a guy who only half listens to what people say.

But it's right to think about it, this guy always seems to be familiar with me from the beginning, but I can't always get familiar with him.

So I just put myself in it...

My horse snorted, reached out to rub the horse's ears, and turned around to find that Allen was still staring at the lower right corner of the drawing, waiting for my answer.

Seeing how he looks forward to it, just answer him.

"No."

Allen turned his head in a flash: "Did you just talk?"

...So he was distracted just now? !

"....No."

"Huh? How could this be..." Allen looked depressed.

"If you didn't hear it, just pretend I didn't say it." I resolutely stopped talking.

As a result, I didn't speak until camping at night. Allen simply ignored the drawing that he held in his hand for most of the day, and kept trying to get me to speak.

"I'm sorry...it's my fault for distraction when I'm talking to girls..." He followed me with a bunch of mushrooms in his arms, nodding his head and said sincerely, "But you don't have to stay out of touch for a long time. Let me say something..."

I simply ignored this little tail---although this tail was nearly a head taller than me, but at the same time, I also felt the killing light coming from the other side. I turned my head and saw her oriental girlfriend , the upper half of her face was blacker than coal.

I don't think it would be nice not to show her something.

So I pointed my index finger at her, and then pointed my thumb at someone who had been by my side since the squad was assigned the dinner task.

After I did these two actions, I don't know if it was my illusion. Not only did Mikasa not come to take Alan away, but a raging flame was ignited all over her body.

uh... that...

I twitched the corner of my mouth and patted Allen on the shoulder: "Did I just do something?"

"Didn't you just tell Mikasa that you don't have to worry about me?" Allen came over, a little puzzled, but immediately laughed again, "You are finally willing to talk to me, so, what did you say at that time? "

How did he understand it that way?Am I gesturing wrong or...

Ignoring Alan's expectant gaze again, I made a gesture of coming to Mikasa ----- stretched out my right hand, and pointed my right index to me.

As a result, she made a gesture of wiping my neck.

Well, it seems that my way of gesturing is very correct, it is because the understanding ability of these guys is too wonderful.

Alan probably looked at me expectantly all this time, so he didn't notice that his girlfriend was going to kill me.

........

I looked at the guy next to me who was looking at me expectantly, and then at the guy opposite who was shining a killer light on me.

Cough cough, I always talk about my girlfriend or something, but my boyfriend has been by my side since the afternoon, and they don't seem to say a few words, but Allen keeps asking me to talk to him .

I'm still gesturing at Mikasa here for a long time, it feels like I'm showing off.

But this guy actually put his girlfriend aside and talked to other girls, it's bad.

Thinking of this, I glanced at him contemptuously.

But his persistence is beyond my imagination, even if I had left him alone for a few hours before, and just looked at him with contempt, he still has a posture of not giving up until he gets an answer.

"What did you say then?" He asked again.

"...No." The enemy army was too scary, I decided to surrender,

"How is it possible! I know what you said!"

"What I said was [no]." Suddenly there was a feeling of self-inflicted guilt, I turned around and continued to look for my firewood.

In this way, that guy won't follow me, it feels weird to always have someone around me.

Finally able to move alone, I quickly found a moderately sized tree, a small tree only as thick as a fist and taller than me.

Pulling out the samurai sword that has been hanging on my waist, the tentacles are the rough touch of the handle, and then the weight of the too long blade, and the sound like a bird crying when it is unsheathed. Familiarity puts me at ease.

I gestured at the tree with a knife, and then I cut the tree into pieces of moderate size from top to bottom with the knife, and then cut the pieces into smaller pieces so that it would be easier to light a fire for cooking later.

If there are three teams, more firewood is still needed. I am going to put these firewood here first, and then find some trees.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out to pick up the firewood on the ground.

I thought I was the only one, but this time I was really scared.

When I turned around, I saw those emerald eyes. He was looking at me, holding firewood, and smiling brightly.

The faint skylight shines from the right side of his face, reflecting his handsome eyebrows and eyes with a hazy beauty. My eyesight is very good. From this distance, I can see the fine hairs on his face, and the emerald eyes are shining , the tiny starlight is crushed inside, which is unbelievably beautiful.

Obviously wearing a military uniform usually gives people a very heroic feeling. As an adult, he also has broad shoulders, but when he smiles, he gives people a soft feeling.

It's like a feather caressing my heart, and a clear spring flows gently, and his smile fills my whole field of vision at this moment.

【This guy looks like an angel when he smiles. 】

This idea appeared in my mind so abruptly, I came back to my senses after being startled, but found it very funny.

After all, it's weird to use angels to describe men or something.

"Miss Elaine's sword skills are very good." He looked curiously at my waist, the samurai sword was blocked by the black uniform and he couldn't see it, "I didn't realize before that you actually have a saber."

If this topic continues, maybe it will involve my old affairs, which are all rubbish, so I decided to change the subject.

"Didn't you go to find your girlfriend with the mushroom?" He didn't follow up just now, I thought he was satisfied to do the cash recharge, but now this guy came over again, the mushroom is gone, don't tell me he Throw the mushroom to Mikasa and run back.

There was no answer, I turned to look at him, and found that he had the expression of being hit by a heavy object, and he was still concussed to the extent of dementia.

"Huh?" He said, with an unbelievable expression on his face, "When did I have a girlfriend?"

"That oriental girl who is always with you," I found it very strange, since they are not lovers, why are they always together, and Mikasa obviously pays too much attention to him.

It was at this time that I suddenly remembered what Mikasa said to me when I introduced myself, "I am Alan's guardian"

... Could it really be that way?

In this way, the "overprotection" that Allen said when we met last time can be understood.

I thought I would at least be embarrassed, but unfortunately after all these years of wind and rain, my skin has become thick and invulnerable.

At least now I said to him calmly: "Oh, it seems that I made a mistake."

"You thought Mikasa and I were together...," but he was thinking about something, "...that's why you always treat me coldly!" He probably thought this was the correct answer He looked at me happily, "Then now that I've figured it out, can I get a little more familiar with it?"

"this...."

"Then let's start by calling my name first. It's always weird to hear you call me Mr. Yeager...Miss Elaine is really a mouthful..." He said with a look on his face. [Let's do it] looked at me with a look on his face.

"I said we don't know each other very well." Don't think I'm going straight down the slope, I shook my finger.

"But we're in the same team now!" I don't know where he got his confidence. When he spoke, he didn't blush or breathe, and looked very serious, "The other three teammates called me and Mikasa directly. Names! Only Miss Elaine and I still use honorifics!" After speaking, he looked at me firmly, "This is too abrupt!"

Well...that's right, it's better to follow the crowd...

Thinking of this, I nodded, and he immediately understood what I meant.

"So what's Shirley going to do next?" I thought it was getting darker, but when I turned around, I found that he was holding firewood to block the half of the sun.

I simply walked away, looked for the tree I needed, and replied casually: "Look for a tree, it is similar to the one you are holding in your arms."

"Oh, that's right! When I came here just now, Miss Anna and the others had already assembled. They seemed to be planning to celebrate. They said they were just waiting for firewood."

"Wait, if your name is Anna, you can call her Miss Anna. Why did you just call me Shirley?" I was about to kill a young sapling, and when I heard him say that, I looked at him with my sword drawn.

"Because it's always weird to call me directly." This time he stopped smiling and gave me a slightly embarrassed look.

So it's not weird to call me by my name directly? !

"Forget it, but there is nothing to celebrate." I retracted the knife, and he went up to tie the firewood together. "In the wilderness, maybe there will be wild beasts coming out. Was she kicked by a horse before she came?" Brain out?"

"There are real beasts. I saw them dragging a wolf and a deer over."

See, being voluptuous all day long and releasing hormones everywhere will really attract wolves.

I cut down four more trees in one breath, and I was in a good mood. Alan couldn’t hold the third tree when he tied it. We each hugged some on the way back. I originally wanted to share it equally, but he just took it all For the most part, it's a lot easier in my hands.

On the way back, the sky was completely dark, with only a little moonlight caught between the gaps in the leaves. Allen suddenly laughed out loud looking at the dark woods.

"Hey, this looks scary." I bumped him with my shoulder in dissatisfaction. Just now I was wondering if something strange would come out in such a dark place. This guy laughed beside me. The key is the sound Not too big, almost scared me into a cold sweat.

I must be jealous of Allen today, I was scared twice by him.

"Ah... sorry, I just suddenly remembered something from the past," he stopped laughing, his voice soft, "At that time, I was still training soldiers, and because I was worried that I would not pass the exam, I was in a bad mood, so I was dragged away by my roommate in the middle of the night. When I got up and climbed the mountain to watch the sunrise, the scene around me at that time was the same as now.”

"...Sounds very good." Allen's words brought back some vague memories of me, the trainees of the same class...Suddenly, a thick red color bloomed in front of my eyes...

Sure enough, I smiled wryly. Every time I recalled the soldiers of the same class, a large area of ​​blood red would appear in my mind, crushing my nerves and overwhelmed me, and then I would subconsciously stop thinking about it.

"Shirley?" Maybe it was because I hadn't made a sound for too long, and Allen called me.

"Well," I nodded, and saw the tip of the tent, "here we are."

Queen Anna stood in the middle with her chest folded and directed the soldiers to dissect the two wild animals. Her long, wavy red hair fluttered with her movements, matching her red eyes, which was flamboyant but natural.

"Yo, the firewood is finally here, Rancher, Alexander, go over and light the fire."

I threw the firewood on the ground without any guilt, and turned around to find that Alan was still holding it honestly.

"Let's put the firewood here, let's go to have a rest." Just as Alexander was coming towards him, he threw it away.

Alexander quickly took over, and made a showy scissors hand to us, whistling, and Rancher went to light the fire.

"Ai Lun, are you tired?" Mikasa stood behind Ai Lun at some point, and asked him caringly, but the moment her eyes shifted to me, she was full of murderous intent.

I looked away at the sky silently, and found that the moon today is really round and big.

The author has something to say: About Shirley’s sign language theater (Mikasa’s perspective)

Mikasa's task was to pitch a tent, but her mind was not on it at all.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Alan and the woman named Shirley in the woods opposite.

Allen chased Shirley with a lot of mushrooms in his arms. He kept saying something, but the woman kept ignoring him.

He just ignored Allen like that!That woman is too arrogant!

Then she saw the woman turn her head and gesture to her.

Right index finger pointing at her - what do you want to tell her?

Then he pointed to Allen with his thumb - what!Allen is under her control?

That's not counting, the woman patted Allen on the shoulder and said something, and then she saw the woman arrogantly ticking her index finger ----- come at me if you don't agree.

Mikasa swiped her neck viciously with a knife in her left hand - you wait for me!

☆, extra one

Today is a sunny day.

After Shirley and Allen got married, they traveled outside for three months on their honeymoon, and finally settled in a small town with beautiful scenery.

Because it was built not long ago, and the population is pitifully small, but it is this atmosphere between deserted and lively that makes people fascinated.

Shirley woke up early today, and she tidied up the house inside and out.

The quilts were all washed and dried on the bamboo poles set up outside the house, and the clothes were hung on the second floor by Alan trying to pull a clothesline.

Finally, there is the attic that has accumulated dust over time.

In order to show respect for the enemy, Shirley not only put on an apron, but also prepared a headscarf (for which she tied her hair up), and a mask. Finally, she put on rubber gloves, took a bucket and a rag, and went upstairs up.

During the period, Allen was lying on his side on the sofa, admiring the album in his hand with his chin in one hand, and occasionally looked out to see if his wife needed help.

The last he saw Shirley armed herself up to the point where only her sky-blue eyes were visible, stepped menacingly onto the attic floor, carrying a bucket and a rag.

So he changed his posture, intending to immerse himself in the wonderful and dreamy scenery in the album.

"what!!!"

This scream scared Allen to a carp and sat up straight. He put his feet in his slippers and rushed to the stairs leading to the attic faster than his mind.

A figure dashed down from the attic and crashed into his arms.

After finding something that made her feel safe, Shirley hugged her tightly, her shoulders shaking violently.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Although I don't know what scared my always strong wife like this, it's always right to comfort her first.

Allen patted Shirley's back, and suddenly heard a "squeak" sound from above. He twitched his eyebrows, looked up, and saw the little figure running away, especially its pointed and long tail.

Allen bowed his head, his tone was a bit incredulous: "...Are you afraid of mice?"

Shirley turned her head in his arms and snorted: "Can't you?"

"Ah...not really." Allen simply hugged Shirley to the sofa where he was lying on just now, and reached out to take off her mask and headscarf, "I just think that giants should be more terrifying than mice Many times."

It means -----you are not even afraid of giants, but you are still afraid of a small mouse.

Shirley recalled the giant's ferocious big mouth, but she didn't feel much, and then thought about the little creature in the attic just now... The hairs all over her body immediately stood up, and she folded her arms nervously, trying to rub it off. Goosebumps.

"Don't be afraid," Alan hugged her and rubbed against her. "Don't worry~~ Rats are nothing to your husband and me. I will definitely drive them out."

So, the last attic was handed over to Allen.

This time, Shirley was sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading a novel, while Allen was about to go up wearing a mask.

"Alan!" Shirley waved at Alan, and waited for the other party to come to her, and tied the apron she had untied for him. Regardless of someone's troublesome eyes, she made him bow his head again, and tied the turban on him .

"It's not such a hassle just to drive out a few mice." It was only the last pair of gloves, but Alan shook his hands at her and ran up the attic.

Then it came down right away.

Shirley looked up at him in surprise: "So fast?!"

Allen scratched the back of his head: "I forgot to take the tools...."

Then Allen found a mousetrap from the closet under the kitchen, took out a few sticky mouse boards, and stomped upstairs.

Shirley turned her head back to read a book, and the afternoon sun crept into the half-open French windows little by little, and then stopped reservedly in front of the toes of the slippers on the floor.

She felt a little thirsty, so she got up to make tea.

As soon as the tea leaves were taken out, there was a huge "boom!" in the attic, followed by a scream, and it fell silent again.

Shirley stared blankly at the floor, then turned to look at the stairs leading to the attic.

Allen rushed down from the attic with a few sticky mouse boards stuck to his body, he didn't know where to throw the turban, and the mask was pulled off, and he rushed to Shirley.

Although I don't know what Alan did to capture himself, but I found that Alan's hair was all up, frowning, Shirley, who had already entered the expulsion mode, silently helped him pull off the clothes on his clothes. Sticky mouse board.

Allen rushed up to the attic again, this time there was a burst of flying and jumping, and dust could be vaguely seen rising from the stairs.

Shirley turned her head to look at the kettle that was about to boil, and when the water was ready, she turned off the fire and made tea, then returned to the sofa with the tray, teapot and teacups in her hand.

I don't know when the upstairs quieted down, and then the stairs rang again. Shirley turned her head and saw Alan dressed in a three-dimensional mobile and holding a knife blade to kill the attic.

Shirley: "..."

． ． ． ．Looks like you're having a good time?

"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door, and Xueli was very surprised, because they didn't plan to live permanently, so they didn't have much contact with the aborigines here, and they didn't know anyone close enough to visit.

She put the book away, straightened her hair, and ran to open the door.

Open the door is a few bright smiling faces.

"Happy Honeymoon!!" Armin started, with Mikasa and Jean on both sides, Sasha and Connie behind them even exaggeratedly held up a banner with four characters "Happy Newly Married"

Shirley very much doubted whether these people had been following them for a while.

"Peng!" A loud noise sounded right above the head.

"Damn it! I'm going to drive you all out!!" The angry roar almost shook the floor.

The audience was silent for three seconds.

Armin: "Ahem... What is Allen playing?"

Shirley: "He's cleaning the attic."

Mikasa: "..." He rolled up his sleeves and planned to help.

Sasha: "Wow! I'm hungry after walking so much! Is there anything to eat?" Xing Xingyan

Connie: "Hey, I'm hungry too..."

So a group of people rushed in, Sasha said hello and rushed to the kitchen, Connie followed, Jean found the sofa, and Mikasa went to the attic.

Shirley made a cup of tea for Armin and Jean, remembering the roar before, she still went up the stairs hesitantly, poking out a pair of eyes.

As soon as I saw the dead bodies, the mice were lying on the floor stiffly, their hands and feet twitched, and some were foaming at the mouth. Alan was packing up the messy sundries, and Mikasa carried three boxes alone. It is only five centimeters away from the ceiling.

"Alan!" Shirley poked her head out and called, but the busy Alan didn't hear her, so she raised her voice and called again, "Husband!"

This time Allen turned his head back. If the black marks on his face were ignored, it would be a very sunny smile: "Look, my wife, I drove them all out!"

"...Did you really do it?" Shirley silently shifted her gaze to Mikasa on the other side (this person has deep merit and fame).

"Really!" Allen's eyes were firm, and his emerald eyes were righteous.

In fact. ． ． ．Ahem, in order not to hurt the little angel's self-esteem, let's continue to let Mikasa hide his achievements and fame.

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