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After passing through the vast sea of ​​stars, the two returned to the next plane.

At this moment, the sky was still dark, and a few cherry blossoms were drooped by the night wind, and fell on Quan Zhi's light gray-blue long curly hair.She didn't pay attention to the petals in her hair. She opened the history paper immediately, and then showed a disappointed look: "Ah, it's not damaged."

[Our Plane Management Bureau will not create three-no products,] 09 proudly said: [Whether it is a paper or a human, you can safely pass through the plane passage we built! 】

Quan Zhi: 【...Oh. 】

She yawned, turned her head to the side and asked Zhong Ye: "Should we still go shopping? If not, I want to go back to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Her expression looked really sleepy; Zhong also thought that they had already had dinner at Beimingyu's house, so he shook his head: "No, let's go back."

He took Quanzhi's umbrella to help hold it, and said, "Last time... the false god who possessed the puppet, wasn't killed?"

"No," Quan Zhi shook his head: "That time it was just a clone. Its body hasn't appeared yet. But it doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't want to starve itself to death, it will appear sooner or later."

Hooking the boy's arm, Quan Zhi smiled and said, "Don't worry about me~ It's not the first time I've been on a mission. Besides, you'll help me, right?"

She raised her head and looked at Zhongya, with a smile on her delicate and beautiful face, as if a field of spring flowers had spread out.Zhong Ye was stunned for a moment, then he realized - he turned his head and his ears were red: "I will help you."

As long as it is Quan Zhi's wish, he will help.

"So--"

Quan Zhi snapped her fingers, smiled brightly, and showed her pointed canine teeth: "The next step is to trouble Zhongye, let's join the mafia first!"

The moment she snapped her fingers, there was also a subtle feeling that she had slipped into the opponent's trap.He was a little annoyed, raised his hand and rubbed Quan Zhi's head, deliberately messing up her hair: "You guy, did you do it on purpose?!"

What are you talking about confessing the secret... You are sure that after you know the truth, you will definitely choose to help her!

"This is all your own thoughts, I didn't say that!" Quan Zhi quickly avoided Zhong Ye's hand and complained: "My hair is messed up! My hair is hard to comb!"

Because of the time difference between the planes, Quan Zhi had time to slowly toss about her homework.With no one to supervise, the first thing she did when she returned home was to lock the history homework and her own math papers in the cabinet.

09 floated beside her, saying: 【I suspect you don't want to write. 】

[No need to doubt,] After putting away the paper, Quan Zhi yawned and threw herself into the soft bed: [I just don't want to write. 】

09: [...You are so honest, I can't think of anything to refute you for a while. 】

Quan Zhi pulled the quilt to wrap herself into a ball, her long curly hair was spread out on the white pillow, and she asked lazily: [Has Zhong Ye slept yet? 】

[Not yet,] 09 glanced at the boy next door, and said: [I'm taking deduction notes, he is really trying to help you.But...according to the evaluation standard, children should not be able to be assigned to the second room, right? 】

【Not important~】

Quan Zhi turned on the suspended electronic light screen, and said slowly: [We should give Zhong Ye a chance to express himself, 15-year-old boys always have a desire to express themselves. 】

09 frowned, and said: [Actually, you can kill false gods even without the help of Zhong Ye.If you don't like it, why should you...]

Quan Zhi turned her head to look at it, her red-gold pupils glimmering quietly in the night, like a sea of ​​brilliant light. 09 was confused by the exquisite beauty at this moment, and couldn't remember what he just wanted to say for a while.

She smiled slightly, and asked 09: [Who said I don't like it? 】

09's eyes widened: [But your ideal type is obviously a long man, right? ! 】

It deliberately asked other Quan Zhi's acquaintances!

Quan Zhi blinked, showing an innocent look: [09, don't you know that human beings are very fickle? 】

09 was silent for a moment, then spoke with difficulty: [...I know, but you are changing too fast, without warning. 】

To be honest, 09 didn't believe in Quanzhi's nonsense - as we all know, Kawasaki Quanzhi's mouth is a deceiving ghost.Five of the ten sentences are half-truths and half-false, and the remaining five are half-false and half-made up.

[I can't help it,] Quan Zhi pulled the quilt to cover her head: [I like it~]

The sight in front of her eyes became dim because of the quilt, and she heard her own breathing and heartbeat intertwined in this narrow space; Quan Zhi closed her eyes, but the image of the next door trying to take notes and sort out materials appeared in her mind, trying to Learn more about Plane Administration and False God Chuya.

She raised the corners of her mouth, feeling rare pleasure.

A good night's sleep.

Although he didn't fall into a deep sleep, being able to sleep all night without waking up halfway through was indeed considered a good sleep for Quan Zhi.

She yawned and got up, opened the curtains, and the sun poured in from outside.Quan Zhi looked at the time first, and found that she had slept all day: it was already the morning of the third day.

09 whimpering and complaining: [Last time the false god was let go, it will be three years before the next turning point of the main line!And it's not sure if false gods will appear! 】

Quan Zhi didn't bother to care about it, and went straight downstairs to wash up.Zhongye was not at home, but there was breakfast left in the microwave. While taking out the toast in the microwave to satisfy her hunger, she picked up Zhongye's note on the table: I went to Hong Kong.

She raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment on it.On the other hand, 09 showed a complicated expression: [Although I often say that human beings are not good things...but it's really rare for a kid to do this for you. 】

[Quan Zhi, if you play with other people's feelings, you will not have seasoning packets when you eat instant noodles. 】

Quan Zhi folded the note a few times and put it in her skirt pocket: [It makes sense, I will copy it later, and I can give it to Lan Bo when I return from the mission. 】

09: […] Sure enough, farts are useless.

After Quan Zhi had breakfast, she rode her bicycle and continued jingling through the street.Go to the post office to pick up the newspaper first—the number of people ordering newspapers has inexplicably increased recently, and her part-time pocket money has also increased accordingly.

The uncle in charge of distributing the newspaper handed the newspaper to Quanzhi, and asked her casually: "Oh, by the way, we also have a job to help deliver milk. If you have nothing to do, Kawasaki, can you work part-time together?"

He likes this little girl very much, she is beautiful, and she smiles like a sunny day, which makes people feel better; so after imagining the inner drama of a poor and beautiful girl who is forced to work part-time to make ends meet, the uncle decided to give the little girl Girls have more part-time jobs.

Quan Zhi threw the roll of newspaper into the bicycle basket, and said with a smile, "Then I'll think about it, and I'll tell you the answer tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the uncle to nod, she had already rushed out on a bicycle.

There are still many places to go to deliver the newspapers, and when Quan Zhi slowly delivered the last one humming a ditty, the sun was about to set.She parked her bicycle in a small park by the sea and paid for a cup of ice cream.

Red strawberry jam was poured on the snow-white cream, and Quan Zhi took a bite out of it with a spoon and took it into her mouth; when the cold and sweet taste spread in her mouth, she felt elated.

"This ice cream looks very delicious, Mr. Zhiquan."

"Uncle," Quan Zhi bit the spoon, but pronounced clearly, "Don't appear suddenly, it's scary."

The two looked at each other, Mori Ogai smiled, put one hand behind his back politely, and made an invitation gesture to Quanzhi: "Why don't we sit on the chair over there and talk?"

Quan Zhi was not afraid either, and ran to the park bench with ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other.Mori Ogai smiled, walked up to her and sat down: "The sun is so nice today."

"I suggest you speak directly." Quan Zhi dug a scoop of ice cream and put it in her mouth. The delicious dessert made the little girl feel better than ever.She shook her calf and said with a smile: "I'm in a good mood now, if it's not an excessive request, maybe I will agree~"

Mori Ogai folded his hands and propped his chin, his eyes narrowed, "So Zhi-kun Izumi, when do you plan to come to Hong Kong to report?"

Quan Zhi bit the spoon, showing a bit of helplessness: "Why haven't you given up yet?"

"But our treatment is really good," Mori Ogai tried to show a sincere expression, and said: "If Izumi Zhi-kun is willing to join us, he will probably become a cadre soon."

Becoming a cadre means a high salary, and maybe there are people below who will honor her with a little 'extra income'.

The spoon in Quan Zhi's mouth shook up and down as her teeth clenched up and down.She muttered, "Oops, I'm so moved by your description."

[Don't think about it,] 09 held out a copy of "Administrator's Side Job Guide" with a blank face, and said: [The side job guide requires that administrators are not allowed to join illegal chaotic organizations in their side jobs. Forget it, Hong Kong gangsters are tied to the main line, and they are the red-marked organizations within the administration. 】

Quan Zhi sighed: [I really want to earn extra money. 】

[Don't think about it,] patted Quanzhi's head affectionately, and 09 said kindly: [The administration will not allow underage employees like you to go to the black. 】

Quan Zhi looked down at her ice cream cup, there was only one bite left in it.She bit the spoon, her canine teeth leaving a small tooth mark on the surface of the spoon.

The dessert was gone, and even the good mood with the little girl disappeared.She muttered: "Uncle, I can't join the Mafia."

Mori Ogai was not surprised by this answer. He looked down at Quanzhi with a searching look on his face: "Let me guess, which side are you on?"

"Armed detective agency?"

"Ability Secret Service Division?"

Quan Zhi threw the ice cream cup into the trash can, at the same time she jumped off the chair and snapped her fingers: "Wrong guess~"

With the sound of her fingers, the ice cream cup fell into the trash can and exploded quickly—it was just a small explosion, it didn't even blow up the trash can, it just made a muffled sound.

Quan Zhi was still biting the spoon in her mouth, and turned her head to look at Mori Ogai with a smile: "I don't belong to any organization in this world."

He and Izumi Zhi looked at each other for a moment, and Mori Ogai put away his surprise very well.With a smile on his face again, he stood up and said, "Really? Although I was a little sad to be rejected, the news I got today is not all bad news."

Mori Ogai obviously didn't believe Izumi's words, but since the spies of the Supernatural Secret Service really couldn't find her information, Mori Ogai reluctantly excluded the Supernatural Secret Service.He stared at Quan Zhi, then slowly took two steps back, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I should go home."

Quan Zhi waved her hand casually, too lazy to talk to him.Mori Ogai didn't mind either, and turned to leave—he met the Chufa boy who was waiting not far away. The boy pursed his lips and was about to speak.

Mori Ogai patted him on the shoulder, smiling kindly: "No need to explain, I believe in Chuya-kun."

The two staggered directions, Chuya helped the hat on his head, and walked towards Quanzhi.

Quan Zhi was stepping on the railing by the sea, and the sea breeze blew her long light gray-blue curly hair and wide and complicated skirt.Zhong Ye habitually stretched out his hand to support her arm, and Quan Zhi jumped down.

The distance between the two was extremely close in an instant, Quan Zhi stood on tiptoe, and hit the hat on Ye's head with a flick of his fingers: "New hat!"

Zhong Ye pressed his hat, and grabbed Quan Zhi's restless hand by the way: "It's not a new hat...it's Lantang's."

He took off his hat with a complicated expression: "Because Lantang betrayed Hong Kong gangsters, his body was disposed of according to the rules of the mafia. This hat...is his relic, and Mr. Mori Ogai gave it to me as a gift. Introductory gift."

Quan Zhi stood on tiptoe and glanced at the hat, Lan Tang's English name was written on it.She was not very interested in these things, instead she held Zhongye's face and rubbed it, and praised: "What a gift! After wearing it, my family looks much taller!"

Chuya: "..."

The feelings that had just arisen in my heart were driven away by Quan Zhi's words by the way.He pinched the little girl's round face, gritted his teeth and said, "Chuan-saki-quan-zhi—"

"Nigang Senmo!" Quan Zhi looked at him pitifully, her small head slightly raised; she had a typical round face, but her face was small, with delicate and beautiful features, usually like a simulation doll.

Zhong also pinched her face, not even using his hands very hard.The tender and plump cheek flesh immediately swelled up along the fingers, and even the girl's pink lips also pouted, and the place on the cheek that was pinched was smudged red like carmine.

Zhong also froze for a moment, unable to react immediately.Quan Zhi probably wanted to break free from his hand, and when she stepped back, her soft lips brushed against the boy's fingers—the girl's lips were incredibly soft, and the rough knuckles seemed to be rubbed by some kind of sweet jelly.

He let go of his hand immediately as if he had been electrocuted.

Quan Zhi rubbed her face, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Why so hard! It hurts me!"

Chuya turned his head, trying not to look at her delicate lips, his voice was low and hoarse: "Sorry, I will pay attention next time."

"Do you still want to have a next time?!" Quan Zhi looked up at Zhong Ye in shock: "Are you still addicted?!"

Chuya: "...I didn't."

He couldn't think of an explanation for a while, and was a little flustered; Quan Zhi couldn't bear to make her beautiful and lovely child cry—she took Zhong Ye's arm and pulled him over: "With you Just kidding~ Speaking of which, the Mafia should also be considered a profession, right?"

"Since this is the case, then I should really give Chuya an entry-level gift...Take it well!"

She skillfully grasped Nakaya's right hand with her left hand, pulled a light blue hair rope with beads from the left wrist and put it into Nakaya's wrist.

Zhong Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry: "What kind of gift is this?"

Things like hair ties... Not to mention whether he can use them, just having this obviously girly-style hair ties tied around a boy's wrist is already full of disobedience, okay?

Quan Zhi let go of Zhong Ye's hand, and walked in front of him with brisk small steps.Hearing Zhongye's question, the little girl said confidently, "It's the only gift in the whole world!"

"It's good luck~"