Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Rimbaud glanced down at his watch, and there were still 5 minutes before the agreed two hours.She let go of her military thorns and raised her hands, rolled her eyes and began to bargain with the boss who seemed unreliable at first glance.

Well... how can you sign a contract without negotiating the conditions first, right?

"Listen to your dispatch, do you have salary? Are there benefits? Are there holidays? Is there housing? Is there support for further study? Is there pension? Is there reimbursement for business trips? Is there medical treatment for injuries? Are there transportation subsidies, meal subsidies and equipment subsidies? ?”

A series of question marks made Oni Wu Tsuji miserable and irritable. If he knew that he should have saved Narujo just now, he doesn't have to face the choice that he has no choice now.There is already a talkative Tong Mo, and he doesn't want to have another employee who talks too much.

Rimbaud counted the time, circling around and talking nonsense, seeing that the other party was about to explode when he couldn't bear it anymore, she shifted to avoid the ghostly hands waving from nowhere.

As the time passed by, Rimbaud repeatedly jumped and dodged in the small space, and the level of teleportation in the subspace was filled with the increase in the upper limit of physical skills. In Wu Mi's eyes, she seemed to just want to shoot to death. Grasshoppers that can't be caught.

Until the agreed time was fulfilled, the light golden subspace rose from the ground, and the almost uninjured ten pillars and Zhong who was frowning and wiping his hands also appeared in front of the ghost king—of course uninjured, Yinzhu Yusui Tianyuan took the lead in advance. Hidden in the assembly buried explosives and wisteria flower juice that he didn't know how much under the ground, and there was an "artificial sun" thrown out by Lianzhu. .

As long as you are in the space covered by [Colorful Painting Collection], you will be within her teleportation range, so Rimbaud first chooses to kill Naruto who can also teleport through space, and cut off the ghost king's escape route first.

I have a deep and intuitive understanding of this guy's cowardice for a long time, how could I not pay attention to these.In case he is told to run away, there will be endless troubles, Professor Rimbaud has never kept a head who can survive a week.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi was really angry and laughed back this time, and the ghost hand was almost faster than human dynamic vision and went straight to Rimbaud.

This woman must pay the price!

In the blink of an eye, a figure in a dark blue cloth with a long ponytail appeared under the hands of the ghost. With just one knife, the ugly limbs with a strong smell turned into pieces of meat and scattered all over the ground.

"!"

"Jiguo Yuanyi?! Impossible! He's already dead! Impossible! Hei Si Mou! Hei Si Mou?!"

Hei Si Mou had been personally sent to hell by descendants, so of course it was impossible to respond to him.

The pillars of the ghost killing team took the initiative to retreat, lowering their heads to apologize to the seniors who were disturbed by the corpses and dead souls. Even Rimbaud bowed his head and stroked his chest with one hand in salute: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It doesn't matter, it was a great regret in my heart to let go of Oni Wu Tsuji. Now I can regain the opportunity with this attitude, and I would like to thank you for your fulfillment."

The civilian swordsman pushed away the sword, he was faster than lightning.

"Breath of the Sun..."

"Breath of Flame..."

"Water Breathing..."

"Insect breath..."

"Breath of Flowers..."

"Breath of Rock..."

"Breath of the Wind..."

"The breath of the snake..."

"The Breath of Love..."

"Breath of sound..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Wait for me! Just let me give you a punch, just a punch!"

Professor Lan Bo: "If you cut the ground again, it will be so dirty that you can't stand on it, hey! Leave your head to me for the sacrificial knife..."

Mr. Onimai Tsuji Mumi is really miserable today, but his post-traumatic stress disorder has finally been cured, and he no longer has to escape year after year in fear, let alone continue to live a life of humble days and crazy nights.

As soon as Guoyuan cut the last knife, in order to confirm whether the ghost king was really dead, everyone stood silently in Rimbaud's subspace and waited for the sun to rise.

No matter how long the night is, the sunrise will come every day as promised.

When the first ray of golden sunlight from the east penetrated into the subspace, a scream came from the corner.Butterfly endured a shock and swung the knife, which was a specially made ultra-concentrated wisteria flower poison, and flung it towards the face. The meat, which was so small that it was almost invisible, was splashed straight on, and there was nowhere to hide in the sun, and it instantly turned into dust.

Rimbaud waved away the warp, letting the sun shine on everyone.

The ashes of Guiwu Tsuji Wumi stirred slightly, and before everyone could finish their alert movements, a very thin branch emerged from the soil.The branches grow when the wind blows, and the buds gestating on the branches grow from small to large, and finally split slowly, and a blue flower blooms.

"This is!"

"The blue other shore flower?"

Chuya curiously stepped forward and kicked away the ashes left by Mumai Tsuji, and shoveled the soil directly connected to the roots of the flowers and held it up for Rimbaud to see.

"It's a very special color. There are really blue-green flowers. It's quite rare. Do you like it? If you like it, I will keep it for you."

Professor Lan Bo reached out and lightly touched the petals that bloomed like a ribbon, and when he touched the [color painting collection] at the anchor point, the teleportation was triggered instantly.Fortunately, she still had time to pull her son to her side, and the two figures of mother and son disappeared in front of everyone like foam on the sea.

"... disappeared?"

The pillars thrown in Yokohama looked at each other in dismay, and the rock pillars lamented Yu Xingming, and then clasped their hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's chant: "Amitabha, so good."

"It's better to go back to the headquarters first to see the situation of the lord. As for Mrs. Rimbaud and the young master, those who have accumulated such kindness must be protected by gods and Buddhas. I firmly believe that I will see them again one day in the future!"

……

At the same time, the Tokyo Shinkansen platform.

Dr. Mori, who works at the port of Yokohama, stared at his mobile phone strangely. He finally had a three-day vacation, and ran back to Tokyo to visit his wife who brought his stepson back from a vacation in the southern country.

Why does the voice prompt that the other party's phone is temporarily unavailable?He turned on the location and glanced at it. The red dot representing the location of his wife at the moment jumped at the terminal of Haneda Airport, and the next moment it appeared at the place where his wife lived now.

...?

Bad signal, delayed refresh?

He tentatively called the phone again, and this time he finally got through: "Maxi... madam? It's me, I went home to see you and Mr. Chuya... Ah, that, Alice-chan is also there. We have now reached the exit gate of the Shinkansen."

The voice of Miss Professor on the opposite side is as gentle as before, ah...even more gentle: "Is the signal bad? Why do I hear you talking intermittently?"

The background sound is a boy complaining that the green plants are not easy to grow.

In fact, Mr. Mori's mobile phone signal is very good, but in this way, no matter how he reacts, she will take the initiative in the next conversation.

Sure enough, it was because the signal on the platform was not good that the last call failed.

Sen Ouwai laughed, and a blond girl in a red skirt appeared beside him.

Professor Lan Bo didn't hang up the phone and continued: "Find a nearby dessert shop and bring Alice something to eat and wait for me. I'll set off to pick you up."

"Hmm!" He hung up the phone and held the hand of the supernatural life form: "Alice, what dessert would you like to eat, puffs or ice cream? Mousse? Madeleine? Napoleon? Black Forest?"

On the other side, just as Rimbaud took his son out of the subspace and stood on the floor of his house, the husband of the tool man, who was almost forgotten, called and said that he had arrived at the exit and wanted to go home?

amount……

The mother and son looked at each other, and Chuya first put the blue Bianhua flower still in his hand into the decorative flower pot on the window sill, complained loudly, and went into the bathroom with a "whoosh".

Rimbaud chatted a few more words and hung up the phone, opened the other yukata bought in Okinawa and put it outside, went upstairs and used the bathroom in the master bedroom to clean himself.

Ubuyashiki Yoya took off his friendly support clothes and threw them into the subspace, and hurriedly washed off the blood, sweat and dust on his body.Fortunately, the lost time of the anchor point is only ten hours, which is equivalent to only one night after they stayed in the world for nearly three years in the Taisho era.

Nanke Yimeng is nothing more than that.

Theoretically, she and her son just returned home early this morning. To make it more realistic, she placed the souvenirs brought back from Okinawa all over the living room—and the dried salted fish stuffed by the proprietress of the hotel, which can effectively confuse the blood on her body. The smell of blood.Immortal Kawashiya's blood smelled so strong that it almost stinks overnight, and it couldn't be washed off.

Putting on a bathrobe, drying his hair and wearing slippers, Rimbaud hastily picked up the car keys and told him that he also called to order takeaway, and then he directly connected the car from the garage and appeared on a secluded road not far from the Shinkansen through the subspace.There are strange stories on the streets of Tokyo every day. The Headless Horseman is still racing on the road with three meals in the morning and evening. It is not surprising that a family car suddenly appears.

Anyway, she has a record in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, so she is full of confidence.

Mori Ogai propped his chin and smiled as he watched his supernatural life form munching on the cake. The owner of the dessert shop hesitated for a long time but still failed to decisively press the alarm hidden under the counter.The man surrounding the blond girl has no principles, and even passers-by can't stand it. I saw him raising his hand and ordering another cheesecake. The boss finally made up his mind not to watch scumbags murder Loli anymore.As soon as my fingers touched the button, the sensing door suddenly opened to both sides, and a tall, slender foreign woman with damp hair walked in in a flowery bathrobe.

The flowered clothes that ordinary people would only become a laughing stock on her body are like haute couture just picked up from a luxury jewelry store, and even the flip-flops under her feet are understood as free and unrestrained.Accidentally, Professor Rimbaud, whose legs were weak, parked the car and searched all the way according to the location sent by Mr. Mori. Finally, he saw her husband and stepdaughter through the window of the dessert shop.

"Are you full?"

She came out in such a hurry, she forgot to wear the plain glasses, her bright eyes lost their barriers, and the range of her aura more than doubled from before.Alice subconsciously straightened her back and picked up the plate and ate very ladylikely. Mr. Mori stood up and helped her open the seat. Miss Professor put the car keys on the table and sat on it, nodding slightly as a thank you.

The owner of the dessert shop completely removed his hand from the alarm, and went to the back kitchen to take out the cheesecake ordered by the customer and deliver it to the table.

Is this lady the mother of the little blonde girl?Europeans all look about the same, although hair color and eye color are different, they basically look alike when rounded.The mother is good to see this level. It is not surprising that a father who likes to lick a dog to please his daughter is probably to please his wife indirectly.

"This is our shop's signature cheesecake, is there anything else Madam would like to use?"

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Call of the Dead

Trigger BOSS memory

advanced animation

Dungeon clearance

settlement transfer

Obtained props: Cyan Bana Flower*1

Mr. Sen has a little problem every time he comes home.

感谢在2020-01-0409:40:27~2020-01-0511:27:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 460600022, Jianjianzifei, Xiaoye, and Xuyufeng;

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