[Tutorial] When the strategy is in progress

【So, what does Tsuna mean when he said he was about to die? 】

【System maintenance...】

[He looks fine, he doesn't seem to be sick, why do you say that? 】

【System maintenance...】

【Is he going to do something dangerous? 】

【System maintenance...】

[... When will you be able to finish the inspection? 】

【System maintenance...】

Mi carried her schoolbag on the way home, her slow pace seemed to be strolling in a garden, she stopped chatting with Tong's stand-alone machine, looked up at the sky, and there was a small black dot in the distance...

- Should contact lenses be replaced?

Mi lowered her head and adjusted the position of the lens, then raised her head again.The muzzle of a black hole moves from far to near...

--Eh?It seems like a rocket launcher ten years later.

……

——Wait a minute, that seems to be the bazooka ten years later! (●д●)

——Don't beg to let it go!

Mi didn't know what kind of expression she should put on to describe her mood at the moment, so she decided to remain expressionless. The curiosity about ten years later disappeared when she knew that she would be dead ten years later. She sat upright. Wait 5 minutes to pass on the big white bed.

The white room is clean and bright, and the furnishings in the room are simple and generous. The transparent glass that occupies almost the entire wall allows you to see the blue sky with clouds floating outside and the lush plants. Mi silently glanced at the bed she was sitting on. Look at the transparent glass again.

——What you do here feels like it will be seen by the outside. Is the person who designed this room really okay?

—Wait a minute what the hell is she thinking!

Mi, who has a habit of divergent thinking when she is free, silently covered her face. She hesitated on the bed, and then got out of bed carefully. Her soft palm seemed to be hurt by some hard object. Mi looked at it. The position of the door of the room, hesitated for a moment, and lifted the quilt.

On the white bed sheet, there was a small silver ring. Mi hesitated and picked it up slowly. The ring felt slightly cool in the hand, it looked like silver but felt slightly heavy, and it was engraved with intricate flowers. It looks like something is engraved on it, and Mi squinted her eyes to identify it, but she only saw the word 'M' at the end.

Mi confirmed that she had never seen this ring before, but she felt it was very familiar, and she trembled slightly as if she was so familiar that her body was out of her control, and something clamored and echoed in her blood.

Mi opened her right hand, and couldn't help but want to put the ring on her hand, in order to calm down the emotions that were calm on the surface but turbulent inside. It would fit better on the thumb, but she put the ring on her ring finger.

A ring with a slightly larger size fits too loosely on a slender finger, like a child stealing an adult's ring.

Some kind of familiar feeling fermented in the bottom of my heart, but it was not as hard to control as before, Mi took off the ring and examined it with unknown meaning.

"Do you like it?" A young voice came from behind, and Mi hurriedly turned around, only to see a man in a strange white dress, "Long time no see, Xiao Mi from ten years ago." Greeting, as if they have known each other for a long time, the tone is very cordial.

"Hello" Mi wanted to put down the ring in embarrassment, "It's so beautiful, so I picked it up and looked at it, I'm sorry." Her face was slightly red, and she lowered her head slightly, revealing her slender and fragile neck that seemed to be broken with a pinch.

"You don't need to use honorifics to me, just call me Bai Lan." The man smiled very innocently and cutely, his eyes narrowed into a beautiful arc, and he watched Mi put down the ring in his hand, "If you like it, you can give it to Xiao Mi." oh"

Mi slightly shook her head as if flattered.

"As you know, I came here ten years ago, but I will go back in 5 minutes, sorry to bother you" Although I don't know the relationship between the white-haired man in front of me and myself ten years later , can be intimate to the extent of being called Xiao Mi, but now she is sure that she does not know a guy with white hair.

"5 minutes..." Bai Lan looked at her with a brighter smile on her lips, "Then how long is left?"

——! ! !

Mi looked around in surprise, and suddenly remembered that it had been 5 minutes since she arrived here...

"This..." An uneasy feeling welled up in her heart, and she could only turn her helpless eyes to the only person she saw after arriving here.

Bai Lan still smiled kindly, "Don't worry about Xiao Mi, I will send you back properly, but before sending you back, please do me a favor." The other party opened her purple eyes that were squinted with a smile.

— can't resist...

Not only because of the gap in their strength, but also because of a strange sense of oppression emanating from each other, her own wishes seem to be unimportant.

If Mi was not sure about the relationship between himself and the man named Bai Lan ten years later, now Mi is completely sure that it will never be a friend or other good relationship.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Mi lowered her head slightly, showing weakness.

"Don't be so scared," she heard Bai Lan say, "I'm just very curious about one of Xiao Mi's abilities."

--ability?

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Mi raised her head and looked at the other party suspiciously, "Could you have misunderstood something?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Bai Lan tilted her head and smiled, "Did Xiao Mi already know how to judge the situation when she was so young? You really can't underestimate it."

The black-haired girl didn't seem to understand the young man's words at all, and the expression on her face was still confused.

"Since Xiao Mi refuses to cooperate, I can only use force." Bai Lan said, looking at the other party's alert appearance, "Xiao Mi is really going too far, you must force me to use such an ungentlemanly way." "