Card Draw Blade

There are still about 10 minutes before the special offer starts.

Aoki Mirai and his wife Zenitsu were pushing the small cart side by side, planning to walk around the snack area. When we got down, we could not only replenish the snack resources, but also arrive at the destination just in time.

The shelves of the supermarket store are divided into categories according to the products. Snacks and drinks are on the left and kitchen utensils are on the right.

As for why the kitchen utensils are placed together with the snack area, Mirai Aoki had a serious and in-depth discussion with Zenitsu.

From "satisfying the needs of housewives to purchase for their children" to "stimulating the idea of ​​cooking for nerds and nerds when hoarding food", the topic unknowingly turned when Aoki quickly put all kinds of jelly in the cart ——

Just as she was clearing out fruit puddings of different flavors again, the mop head beside her finally noticed that the half-frame trolley was filled with all kinds of jelly puddings—looking back, sure enough, every kind of jelly pudding on the shelves The jelly hooks are dented in one piece.

Ah!

Shanyi knew before that this guy was an out-and-out DuangDuang starman-meaning a person who has a soft spot for everything that can be DuangDuang.

He was the one who got the finite vocabulary for this guy.

Aoki Mirai is so crazy that in addition to sugary snacks, he also prefers this DuangDuang thing in the choice of dishes.

"Ah! Stop it, you DuangDuang star!" Shanyi grabbed the hand that was still hoarding goods, and put back all the repeated jelly puddings of the same type: "This amount of jelly pudding is enough! "

The paw stopped, and the obedient Aoki withdrew his hand: "Tch, I was discovered! If I were with Nezuko, there wouldn't be so many troubles! Hmph, meddlesome Zenyi~"

My wife Shanyi: =dish=#

"Even if it's Konezuko, it won't be allowed! Besides, which time did you go to the supermarket without me!?"

This is true.

The boy in the western-style high school uniform poked his head at the student in the sailor suit next to the shelf. Although the taller boy was puffing up, his anger would not be felt at all... Well, it should be Zenitsu Getting angry also seemed like a big deal.

Just like Aoki Mirai having trouble with Nezuko, and his yelling at Aoki, the puppy, will also be invalidated by her 'strong man lock man' skill.

"Okay, okay, Shanyi~ I just can't control it!"

The thick-browed boy snorted, "It's like this every time!"

"How can there be time and time again! Didn't it happen last time!" The last time was probably during the spring break.

"Then think about it, the last time you went with me wasn't the instant food corner!" The last time I bought many flavors of instant ramen, it was not with Nezuko and the others, but purely a person who belonged to Aoki Mirai without telling Risa stockpile.

At that time, I asked Shanyi to move two big boxes, and I also kept it from our brothers and sisters.

Instant ramen belongs to junk food, but it is also the supreme goddess of human enthusiasm all over the planet.

Speaking of doing this kind of thing, she always calls my wife Shanyi, because only Shanyi doesn't say much.

After all, they are like-minded.

With great difficulty, Shanyi finally pulled DuangDuang away from the jelly pudding area, and the things in the trolley became normal again.

Biscuits, wafers, chocolates, potato chips, yokan, and small fudge are all similar.

There are many children in Zaomen's family, and the demand for this kind of snacks is added to the abyss of Shanyi and Aoki, so they usually have to come in two big bags.

"Speaking of which, there are new paintings hanging in the west corridor on the third floor of the high school today..."

Suddenly, when Mirai Aoki was wondering whether to choose peaches or oranges for the marshmallows, the tall boy next to him said something intentionally or unintentionally.

Aoki Mirai looked at the pink and orange plastic packaging, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva caused by greed: "Huh? Then... do you want to choose the peach flavor, this is a new product..."

She didn't listen carefully.

A hand was stretched out from behind the shoulder, the fingertips were pink, although it was obvious at first glance that this hand belonged to a man, but did it have too many lines: "Then the peach taste is good, don't buy too much candy , Hanako and the others will get tooth decay..."

Shanyi took the pink-wrapped fudge from her hand and put it in the cart, and suddenly remembered something was wrong: "Hey, did you listen to me?"

Aoki put the orange-flavored fudge back: "That's right, toothache is not good... eh? Shanyi, what are you talking about? A new painting?"

Turning around, I was facing the person standing behind, a little close, Aoki Mirai got out from the gap on the side, but because I was talking again, my wife Shanyi's eyes followed her all the time.

"Where are you going?" He followed her.

"Get something, where else can I go?" Aoki Mirai was speechless.

"Don't run too far, the time will be up in a while, we have to reserve a seat in advance... Ah, by the way, I didn't finish talking~"

I don't know why, but the expression on this person's face suddenly became disgusting, Aoki Mirai instinctively felt that something bad was waiting for him: "What are you doing!"

"Hey, we're going to class in the science classroom on the third floor today. Guess what's hanging in the corridor over there?" My wife Shanyi raised her eyebrows at her.

Mirai Aoki: ...The intuition is really bad.

"Isn't it 'painting'?" She hesitated.

"Yes, it's a painting, but it's a little special—" Shanyi chuckled, and took out his phone by the way, "I took a photo..."

Aoki Mirai sensed that something was wrong, and hurried over: "Is the drawing very funny or—could it be mine?!"

Teacher resources in the high school and junior high school are sometimes circulated, and I have heard that her own paintings are hung there a few times, and that guy Yu Sui seems to be able to do such a thing. ——The decorations here are not enough, let’s take what the students don’t want first.

"Bingo!" My wife Shanyi turned the phone over just like Yusui Tianyuan did that day.

Once again, Aoki Miku experienced what shame is, and the vulgar language was almost confiscated.

"I didn't expect that you still have this!" She heard Shanyi's teasing in her ear, her mind seemed to be caught in a whirlpool, and her consciousness was whirling around.

"The portrait of Inosuke hanging on the wall is signed by someone from junior high school—"

My wife Shanyi held the hollow steel column on the cart, clenched her hand unconsciously, but still had a mocking look on her face, and pointed out the photo on the phone to the girl whose hair he could see in front of him.

"This kind of thing, everyone is shocked! This confession is very good! Hey, can you draw a picture for me next time~ I also want to confess to Nanako~~"

The tall boy begged her jokingly, and no one seemed to care who this 'Nanako' was, his hands turning white while holding the cart.

Her black history, which was kept from Inosuke, was known to the rest of the group of five.

The mobile phone screen with a little body temperature is composed of static portraits bit by bit. This photo is a picture of Zuhira Inosuke looking at his own portrait.

The background is a boy and girl in a clear white shirt and tie, gray trousers or a floral pleated skirt, her appearance is a mix of blue and mature, a warm corridor with people coming and going, the sun shines through the side window and casts the shadow of the protagonist on the scene. draw on.

Whether it is a painting or a person, the azure blue color has become an extremely vivid stroke.

The pixels of this phone are also good, Aoki Mirai unconsciously pinches Shanyi's phone, he can clearly see the slender eyelashes of the third person present, and the yellow and green tourmalines are shining brightly, as if even the dust in the air can be seen at a glance.

He seemed a little surprised, but it was limited to that, Mirai Aoki could see it.

"...Ah" The last thing I wanted to see happened.

Shanyi pursed his lips and thought for a while, "You promised me?"

"Huh? What did I promise you?"

"Help me draw a picture of Nanako-chan. Inosuke is the only exception to this method of confession. A girl would be moved to tears!"

Just now, someone who was focused on looking at the photo and was not in a hurry: "I think it will be effective for other boys, but Brother Shanyi, you... huh~"

"Really! You are getting less and less cute!" The boy pretended to be angry.

With a sneer, Aoki Mirai nimbly dodged the hand that hit his head, and began to spray: "Also! This is not a confession painting! This was drawn when I first entered school, and it was hung there by Teacher Yusui That's all!!"

My wife Shanyi expressed her disappointment: "That's really great... After all, you are so cute, Mirai, and Inosuke is just a fool who doesn't understand!"

"Please explain to me the disappointed expression, do you really want me to marry a fool in the future?? If you want to say this, I will definitely not send you an invitation when I get married, just a little~~" Aoki Mirai made a strange face.

This kind of laning is commonplace, my wife Shanyi didn't panic at all, and turned on the irony mode: "You are also an idiot, you can still get married?"

"Then I will curse Brother Shanyi that you will be a 'virgin' all your life." This can be said to be a very bad curse, especially for Shanyi.

Classmate Shanyi can no longer overwhelm the primary school girl, and this child has developed a lot of verbal skills in recent years.He smirked: "Rebound."

Mirai Aoki: "Second rebound!"

My wife Shanyi: "Hey! The rebound is invalid!"

Aoki Mirai: ... Enough is enough, the rebound will only be a vicious circle!

If this topic continues, it can only be the same as the little yellow hat on the street. Aoki Mirai said that he is a mature adult, so he shook his head and left the scope of the rebound.

My wife Shan Yi, who thought she was victorious, was about to show off, but her ears in her hair suddenly moved.

His hearing has always been very good, and he can distinguish much more things than ordinary people.

"Hey, in the future, did you—hear something?"

Crunch, burp, burp.

It sounded like something was being crushed.

The author has something to say:

Probably, a bad guy is about to appear,

Foreshadowing

Shanshan: ba ba ba (bad words)

Future: Rebound!

Shanshan: The rebound is invalid! !

Leaping in the future: mouth escape is invalid outside the shooting range!

(The above are two people that children in the top class of kindergarten will dislike)