Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

At the same time that the Armed Detective Agency moved his family to Asakusa Shrine as if he was going on an outing, in the Hong Kong Black Headquarters Building, Mori Ogai looked at the letter signed by "Natsume Suishi" in his hand, and sighed, not daring to openly communicate with him. The teacher's instructions were wrong, and his capable cadre, Zhong Yuanzhong, also said something. Finally, the Hong Kong and Hei Gravity Officer walked out of the Hong Kong and Hei Building with a bag full of clothes on his back, and rode on his beloved small motorcycle. Speeding towards the Asakusa Shrine, in addition to fantasizing about beating mackerel a hundred times in my mind, I also hope that there will be no traffic jam on the road to Bingsheng today.

When all the free swords in Honmaru came out and greeted the members of the Armed Detective Agency happily, the young Vongola Judaimo knocked down an enemy who sneaked up on him with a smile on his face. In his eyes, Bao En threw a smile hidden in his eyes at his tutor Li Baoen, as if he was questioning why people from Yokohama Sansha could go to Asakusa Shrine, but he, as a direct disciple of the group of swordsmen in Honmaru, had to guard those poor things The "book" that makes wishes come true.But he kissed the teacher but responded with the same gentle smile, and then knocked down a guy who was sneaking behind him with an elbow.

At the same time, the red-haired God of Earth appeared in the virtual circle of the Soul Realm, the Void Night Palace. She directly broke into the huge palace, and all the guards who wanted to stop her were oppressed by the gods emanating from her body. He retreated and watched helplessly as this strange woman with frost on her brow broke into the deepest palace step by step.

Kicking open the last door, Akiho saw Aizen Soyousuke sitting on the throne at a glance. She put away the leg she kicked out just now, and Aizen pretended to be surprised with a slightly confused expression. cough:

"Cough...have you run out of Bengyu? Give it to me."

"..."

After being stunned for a moment, Aizen finally piled up a kind smile:

"Isn't this Qiusui Jun? Come to get Bengyu?"

Ichimaru Gin, who was on the side as the background board, had a question mark on his face:

What nonsense is Master Aizen talking about?Are you coming to get the Bengyu?It's like 'Are you here for dinner again today? 'Such polite words are the same, what's wrong?

Fortunately, Aizen had no time to care about what Ichimaru Gin was thinking. If he could read minds, maybe Ichimaru Gin would be assigned by him to clean the toilet this time.

Akiho sighed:

"Hurry up, I need it urgently."

After that, she randomly found a step and sat down, propping her chin with one hand, as if waiting.Aizen Soyousuke held back the twitching corners of his mouth, and handed her a dark purple energy ball with an ominous atmosphere from his arms:

"Give."

"???"

Ichimaru Gin was successfully frightened by the scene in front of him and opened his eyes. Koko blue eyes stared at their trading hands, and couldn't help but say:

"Master Aizen, what are you?"

Qiusui pocketed Beng Yu in his arms, and answered for Lan Ran:

"It's all about returning to its original owner."

Although this thing was researched and invented by Urahara Kisuke, the main source is her own spiritual power. Although it was stimulated to produce mutations during the research and development process, making this energy uncontrollable, but fortunately she left Half of it was taken away in the soul world, and the remaining half of Bengyu's power is not so terrible.

She put away Beng Yu, turned around and was about to leave. Before leaving, she seemed to think of something, turned her head to look at Lan Ran's warm and regretful smile, and then said after a pause:

"Becoming a god is nothing special, and you may be chased and killed like me. You should think about it yourself. I will not pursue the matter of you copying Beng Yu for the time being, but you will be responsible for any consequences."

After finishing speaking, the red-haired land expression hurried away.

She knew that Aizen Soyousuke had definitely copied Bengyu, otherwise he wouldn't have exchanged it so readily, but she didn't really care about it, and she didn't really want to participate in some lifelines, probably Maybe she was influenced by her lazy boss, or maybe she was tired of disputes after being hunted down by Mu Chun for 100 years.

Hope this is the last time.

Mu Chun is really too difficult to deal with.

Only Aizen Soyousuke and Ichimaru Gin were left in the inner hall of Xuye Palace. The silver-haired Moto Shinigami told himself to ignore the woman who just came and went in a hurry, and said quietly:

"Lord Aizen?"

What are you thinking?

The brown-haired man was interrupted by his voice and whispered:

"The plan has changed."

With a simple sentence, Ichimaru Gin opened his eyes again.

When Akiho returned to Honmaru, it happened that Honmaru held a grand welcome party to welcome the guests from Yokohama. Although there were enemies among the guests, after all, the Armed Detective Agency and Hong Kong gangsters were two opposing forces. The top spokespersons of the top officials all said to suspend the confrontation and unanimously communicated to the outside world, so even if Nakahara Nakahara didn't like Dazai Osamu and wanted to beat him on the spot, he could only suppress his restless thoughts and do it to him in that damned mackerel place Surrounded by the five tigers who met once in Yokohama with his five little tigers.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, we meet again."

The shy blond child hugged a little tiger and looked at Zhong Yuanzhong with a gentle smile.

"...what..."

Although he usually looks vicious and not easy to mess with, he actually respects the old and loves the young. He looked at the angel-like child in front of him. Although he was told that it was a famous knife and knew that Wuhutui was hundreds of years old, he Still unable to communicate with his conscience as if he were an old man, but involuntarily lowered his voice, as if talking to a child:

"Is there a problem?"

"No...no...just..."

The five tigers were a little shy, paused, and suddenly raised their little tigers:

"It's just... the little tigers like Mr. Zhongyuan very much, and want to play with you very much... Excuse me... can I?"

The little tiger lifted up by him had a yellow ribbon tied around its neck, staring at Chuya Zhongya's face with big round eyes, and made a sound of "ow" at the right time.

The roar of the cute tiger made the macho cry.

"...Can."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a few seconds, and hugged the little tiger in his arms.

Not far away, Dazai Osamu witnessed the whole process of Nakahara Chuya being forced to rua the tiger, and finally couldn't help laughing:

"Wahhahahahahahaha!"

His already slender waist twisted into a weird and impossible arc, but he did it with ease.

"...Kill you, you bloody mackerel!"

Nakahara Nakahara glared at Osamu Dazai furiously, and almost couldn't help but use his supernatural power, but the remaining four little tigers suddenly climbed up on him with lightning speed, so he had no choice but to support the little tigers to prevent them from falling off. Go down, while talking harshly to Osamu Dazai.

"Ah... Little Tigers, you need to get along well with Mr. Zhong Yuan."

The light-blond short sword ignored Osamu Dazai's ridicule, and looked at the scene of Nakahara Chuya and the cubs together with joy.

"Arnold..."

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly stood aside and spoke, his amethyst-like eyes couldn't help but look at the tiger on Nakahara Nakaya.

"Eh?"

The Five Tigers retreated for a moment, then seemed to have sensed something from Atsushi Nakajima, and tilted their heads gently and smiled:

"Little tigers will also be very willing to play with you, Mr. Nakajima."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cubs who had been pawing Zhongye Zhongye seemed to sense the aura of the same kind. Their round eyes looked at Atsushi Nakajima together. After a while, the two cubs emerged from the Zhongye cat climbing frame. Get down and climb onto Atsushi Nakajima.

"what......"

Atsushi Nakajima, who has always been the only one who has been ruaed by himself and had the first chance to lick a tiger until today, hugged the little tiger, buried his face in the tiger's soft belly and kept rubbing: the soft belly, the soft pad, too comfortable!

This side is happily going on with the tiger-pulling meeting, while the other side can be called a drunkard's carnival.

"cheers!"

Jiro Tachi, who is ashamed of the moon and has a feminine face, is wearing his dark purple kimono, with long black hair hanging down to his waist, holding a wine glass in his hand and clinking glasses with Akiko Yosano.

"Good wine!"

The short-haired woman with a butterfly hair ornament on her hair was blushing, but her eyes were clear. She turned over the wine glass in her hand to show that she had finished drinking, and praised.

Jiro Tachi put his arms around her and continued to refill her cup:

"Know the goods! This is my treasured wine that is only used to entertain distinguished guests. It's rare to meet guests who also like wine. We will never get drunk!"

Jiro Tachi is good at wine, and he likes whoever likes wine. Now he is more pleasing to the eyes of Yosano Akiko, and as a female doctor of the Armed Detective Agency, Yosano Akiko has a generous personality and readily accepts Jiro Tachi's wine tasting Invitation, so Jiro Tachi casually asked his brother Taro Tachi to bring the collection for him.

The peerless Taro Tachi dotes on his younger brother, but he just shakes his head slightly, and gets up to get the wine.

"belch--"

Yosano Akiko nestled on Jiro Tachi's shoulder, looking at the back of Taro Tachi walking slowly, couldn't help but whisper to Jiro Tachi:

"Is that your brother? What a good man!"

It's a pity that he is Fu Sangshen, otherwise she would definitely chase him down.

Yosano Akiko shook his head regretfully, and decided to turn his grief and anger into strength, and to enjoy Jiro Tachi's wine later.

Of course, there are also some Yokohama guests who live like ducks in water in Honmaru, such as the president Fukuzawa Yukichi who is sitting on the edge and playing Go with Mikazuki Mune, and listening carefully to Hakata Toshiro in the computer room to teach stock trading experience And Kunikida Doppo, who writes hard, is a model that can perfectly integrate into Honmaru.And Tanizaki Junichiro brothers and sisters were surrounded by the famous model Ichiki, completely fascinated by his demeanor, even the most introverted Izumi Kyoka was dragged by Ranto Shiro and California Kiyomitsu to dress up went.The natural child Kenji Miyazawa was fed by the chef Mitsutada Candlestick in the kitchen, not to mention the treasure of the Armed Detective Agency, Edogawa Ranpo, who loves snacks, and Baoding Toshiro, who also loves snacks, exchanged instant noodles information.

So far, the two men in Yokohama holding the script are immersed in the tenderness of Honmaru. As for the last Russian man who took the script, he is sitting in a coffee shop at the moment, holding a small silver carved knife in his hand , looking at the snake-eyed man in a black suit sitting opposite him, he showed a meaningful smile:

"I thought God wouldn't care about weak allies like humans?"

"You are no ordinary human being."

Mu Chun said indifferently, even condescendingly took a sip of the coffee in front of him to show that what he said was true, and then put it down expressionlessly.

"...puff..."

Mu Chun's ally, this person whose ability is "crime and punishment", stabbed Haru Miura's opposite person, Dostoevsky, and couldn't help laughing.

The deputy god pretended not to care, put down the coffee cup, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then spoke, his voice still carried the indelible arrogance of the god:

"Just as I said before, as long as you kill Miura Haru, the book will naturally appear."

The book in his mouth naturally refers to the book that attracts the world to flock to it, and the legendary book that can fulfill any wish.

Dostoyevsky didn't respond to him immediately, but put away the knife in his hand before chuckling:

"I make my own judgment."

After all, his figure gradually dissipated in the sudden mist.

At the same time, Qiuho, who returned to Honmaru, stuffed the Bengyu brought back from Aizan's house into the heart of the unsuspecting Tongmo.

"—"

A hole was suddenly opened in the heart, and the front stringer's face was full of question marks.

"grandmother?!!"

Miura Haru supported Tong Mo, watched his wound heal, and secretly let out a sigh of relief, then looked at Qiusui with some reproach:

"Grandma, next time you open his heart, tell me in advance, otherwise I think you are going to kill ghosts on the spot."

"???"

The leader with colorful eyes is full of black lines: Really?really?He has no human rights, no, ghost rights?

"Can't die."

Qiusui didn't explain too much, and she didn't leave a word until Tong Mo's wound healed completely:

"That's the remaining half of the Bengyu, well, now you finally share the Bengyu, aren't you very happy?"

"..."

Mipuchun and Tong Mo looked at each other, then looked at the land god's slightly threatening smile, swallowed their saliva, and nodded together with Youzhi.

Well, today is also a day to be threatened by the land god.

At this time, there are still two days before the start of the purge plan.

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'There are always so many unexpected mutations in the world, it is hard to say how we have reached the end of the road, as long as a person is alive, he can have hope for anything. '

— Montaigne