I have special resignation skills

Koye Ozaki dotes on Mao Watanabe very much, this is something that the whole Hong Kong and black know.

But the "favorites" of Hong Kong and black cadres are often sweet candies with a bitter taste.

Hongye would buy clothes and desserts for Mao like her own sister, and buy all kinds of things Mao likes, and would hold her in her arms and talk intimately.

At the same time, she will also strictly urge Shino to control the sword technique. When Shino falls to the ground tiredly, she will summon the golden Yaksha to slash at the scarred Shino mercilessly. When the enemy plotted, they watched coldly from the sidelines, and let the little girl get up by herself to take revenge.

She would gently wipe away the blood splashed on Mao's cheeks, and brutally push her into the enemy's blazing fire.

Mao has no doubts of respect and love for Momiji, she is a sharp blade being polished by Ozaki Momiji.

At this moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi broke in, this soft and harmless boy like a rabbit suddenly occupied one of the most important places in her heart.

So, when these two meet, who should she choose?

From: A Gang (every day under the hands of the devil)

[Mao, you said to go to that dessert shop together, and I happen to have a coupon, are you free tomorrow? ]

To: Tamagoyaki

From: Sister Hongye (Let all men die)

[Mao, recently I just have a mission to come to Bingsheng, and I will probably arrive tomorrow,

Brought you the cake from that shop,

(with photo)

See you Nicholas at seven.]

To: Tamagoyaki

Mao picked up the towel that was left aside and wiped the sweat from his forehead.After practicing swinging a knife and other basic skills in the yard, she immediately went back to the back room to prevent the cold wind from getting sick to her.

Throwing Hanjinjin's loose-style kimono into the laundry basket and changing into clean clothes, Mao sat down to reply to the message.

"Nicholas" is a nearby coffee shop that Mao often mentioned to Momiji.Although it is a coffee shop, it is most famous for its desserts. Fresh seasonal fruits are paired with sweet but not greasy cream. Their signature parfait is Mao's favorite.

Mao long pressed the delete key to delete the words just typed.She pressed the keyboard a few times indiscriminately, and then deleted them all.She hung her finger on the screen and did not press it for a long time. She finally took a sip of water and turned off the screen of the phone.

There are still sixteen hours until tomorrow, which means she still has about 960 minutes to think about.No need to reply so quickly.

In the Sawada house a hundred meters away, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know Mao's entanglement at all. He was gritting his teeth and doing push-ups, while Reborn was sitting with his legs crossed on Tsunayoshi's back.

"41...44...45..."

"Ah, no, I'll do my best!" Gang Ji's arms went limp, and he lay on the ground.

Reborn pressed the stopwatch in his hand, jumped off Tsunayoshi's back, and walked leisurely towards Nana Sawada who was watching from the side.

"Ah, thank you for your hard work." Nana Sawada bent down and handed him the plate, which contained hot dorayaki.

Reborn took the plate, the plate was bigger than his head, but he held it firmly.He even deliberately walked up to Gangji and started eating.

The freshly baked dorayaki tasted soft and fragrant. Tsuna, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his arms to take it, but was mercilessly knocked down by reborn.

"You haven't finished the task yet." The big black eyes stared at him.

Tsuna Kichi regroups, for Dorayaki!Go! !

"46...48..." He counted hard.

After completing the devil's morning exercise customized by reborn, Tsunakichi took a rest, and suddenly remembered that the voucher he got in the last lottery was just the voucher for the dessert shop that Mao had mentioned to him before.

Thinking of rejecting Mao's invitation because of some things, Tsuna picked up his phone and sent Mao a message.

Seeing that Mao changed his screen name, he couldn't help but smile, and his sore muscles relaxed.

Zhen Xu didn't have a line account before, only her mobile phone number. After saving her mobile phone number, Tsuna Jishun asked her if she should register for an account.

Mao readily agreed, and directly registered Line and added his account on the spot.

This is a little habit that Tsuna discovered after she added Mao's line. Whenever Mao had a strong appetite for some food, but couldn't eat it immediately, she would always change her screen name to that kind of food.

Maybe it's because the line has to be turned on every day, so it also serves as a reminder to her.However, in Tsunayoshi's view, this kind of behavior of Shino seems to be looking forward to plum blossoms to quench thirst, like a child.

How about asking Mao to eat tamagoyaki?Mao really likes desserts, but she also appreciates traditional Japanese food.

Moreover, it has been two or three days since Mao's name was changed. According to what Mao said before, she went to perform the tasks assigned by the Hong Kong gangsters, so it is estimated that she has been busy for two or three days.

That message didn't show as read either, Tsunayoshi answered another one 5 minutes after that message with the idea of ​​giving Mao more choices.

From: I am in dire straits under the hands of the devil every day

[Or you can eat tamagoyaki the next day, Mao really wants to eat it. ]

To: Mao (Tamagoyaki)

After checking that there was no typo, Tsuna put the phone back into his pocket with confidence, and began to replenish the energy that was consumed.

Similarly, Mao, who had already boarded the tram, did not know that the crisis had been declared resolved.

She likes sister Hongye's kimono very much, but she has not mastered swordsmanship and has no superpowers as convenient as the golden Yasha, so she often splashes the blood of the enemy when performing tasks.

Although Hongye won't blame her for this, it's just that she will buy a few more kimonos for her when she is resting.

But for the sake that the kimono bought by Hongye sister will not be stained with blood, and secondly, it was proposed by Agang when she became more familiar with her later...

"Mao, wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to wear a kimono and wield a sword, for example, during a mission..." Speaking of this, Tsunayoshi Sawada seemed to realize that the second half of the sentence seemed to be a bit out of line, and he didn't stop in time.

"No." The kimono Mao wore was not as complicated and luxurious as the one worn by Ozaki Koyo, with layers upon layers.

It is not a traditional Japanese kimono. Mao's kimono has slits on the sleeves and hem, which greatly satisfies her room for movement. It is not convenient to say that when killing people.

"Wouldn't that be very noticeable?"

Mao didn't think about this at all. She killed several criminals in Yokohama for the Hong Kong gangsters, smashed up several criminal dens, and no policeman ever came to arrest her.

That's in Bingsheng... It seems that we really need to pay attention.

So she changed into light everyday casual clothes and a big fisherman's hat to hide her Japanese-French facial features, which are deeper than Asians.

There were many office workers carrying briefcases and laughing students on the train.

Across a row of seats, there are three boys with tennis bags on their backs, and one of them with shoulder-hanging hair is holding a tennis racket. They may be discussing topics related to tennis.

I don't know what we talked about, the boy with half-long hair and a haughty face held the racket in his hand, and he glanced at his companions contemptuously: "This is the orthodox Western way of holding a racket."

"What a fool."

Satisfied, he explained to his companion what is the Western grip, and the boy also demonstrated it live.

"Wow!" The boy threw the tennis racket backward.

There happened to be a girl sitting right behind him, and the girl closed her eyes in fright from his strike.

However, the boy was completely unaware of the trouble he caused, and continued to explain it endlessly. He kept swinging his racket, and almost touched the girl's face every time.

The girl glanced around, as if she wanted to escape from the siege of several boys.

It's a pity that the seats on the left and right were full of people, and she raised her head slightly to avoid the boy's next "attack".The burgundy eyes quivered, a sign that she was frightened.

The boy swung his racket back and forth two or three times without stopping, enjoying the compliments from his companions, he couldn't get enough of it...or put more effort into "acting".

"Come, come again."

The girl closed her eyes tightly and huddled pitifully on the seat.

Mao's eyes lingered on the swinging boy for two seconds.

Echizen Ryoma had been paying attention to this noisy idiot for a while, but when he saw the so-called "Western-style racket grip" performed by him, he was speechless for a while.

The correct Western grip method should be to hold the handle from above when the racket is facing down.The "Western grip" that this guy proudly taught his mates was actually an entirely Eastern grip.

These two grips are often confused by people.But it is really rare for such a person to think that he has understood the Western grip, and show off the wrong grip in front of his teammates complacently.

Besides, it was really too noisy.

Echizen Ryoma was about to speak when the tram just passed a tall building, the originally bright tram became slightly darker, and the sound of the tram running on the track seemed to become more obvious in such an environment.

The boy suddenly felt that he had fallen into a swamp, his legs were sinking slowly, and he even saw bubbles emerging from the surface of the swamp.His legs trembled and he fell to the ground, his sight became clear again.

The companions were also stunned, and they helped the boy up one after another.

The girl sitting in the original seat frowned and opened her eyes. The door of the train just opened, and she ran around the boy in front of her in a panic and trot out of the door.

Several boys also got off the bus at this stop. They let go of the hand that was about to pull the long-haired boy up, and rushed out in a hurry.

The long-haired man suddenly lost his support, and sat back on the ground. He raised his head angrily, caught a glimpse of the platform sign, put on a frightened face, got up and ran out in a hurry.

Echizen looked towards Mao's direction with some feeling, he jumped off the seat, and walked out of the car door before the cue sounded.

And Mao was answering the message with his head down.

From: Tamagoyaki

[Then Tamagoyaki. ]

To: Ganga (deep under the hands of the devil every day)

Now you don't have to worry about being affected by the news when you release the knife, and the speed will be slowed down by half a second.