Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

In the middle of the night, Harun Miura tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The feeling of an empty stomach was uncomfortable, so she turned over again, only to hear the sound of "gu—" coming from her stomach.She wrinkled her face, worrying whether she should go to the kitchen quietly to get something to eat, and also worried that she would become a person who did not obey the punishment.

After all, she fully agreed to accept Shiba Kuzuru's punishment unconditionally.

However, her stomach growled again, and Orihime Inoue, who was sleeping next to her, turned over at this time, as if she had a good dream, with a smile on her lips.Haru Miura watched Zhi Ji's cheeks turn red, struggled for a while, and finally sat up, tried not to disturb the sleeping Zhi Ji, opened the door of the room and went to the kitchen.

"I'm so hungry... I, I'll just eat a little bit quietly..."

The dark corridor can only be seen clearly by the sporadic lights coming in from the window, and the kitchen is at the end, Haru Miura muttered to himself while touching the wall.

She didn't have any opinion on Shiba Kuzuru's punishment, and she also felt sorry for Shiba Ganju who was brought into the ditch by herself. Although she made up her mind to accept the punishment at the beginning and never eat until tomorrow, but in fact, she I really can't stand it anymore.

"Sorry Miss Konghe, I'm really hungry."

Haru Miura opened the door of the kitchen, turned on the light, looked around the stove, and found that there was a plate of rice balls covered with plastic wrap.

"This...this is..."

She stepped forward in surprise, not understanding why there were rice balls in the kitchen.

'Goo—'

The stomach made another sound, the little girl blushed, covered her stomach, thought for a long time, and finally put her hands together and said to herself:

"Master of the rice ball, Xiaochun is really hungry, I'm sorry."

After all, she stretched out her hand nervously and slowly, trying to pick up a rice ball.

Just when her fingers were about to touch the rice ball, a voice behind her suddenly made her freeze:

"It really is you, Xiaochun."

"Miss Kong...Miss Konghe!"

The girl turned around, and saw Shiba Kuzuru in pajamas standing by her door with folded arms and looking at her, with a "expected" smile on his face.

Haru Miura trembled all over, subconsciously bowed and apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm really hungry, so I can't help but come to the kitchen to find something to eat, so..."

She was about to explain her move, but she heard Kong He's faint tone with a smile:

"Eat."

"Eh?"

The little girl looked up at Shiba Kuzuru with a dull expression.

Shiba Kuzuru laughed, walked up to her, turned around and took a box out of the refrigerator, opened the plastic wrap, and Haru Miura saw a box of fried chicken wings.

"This was originally reserved for you to eat. You eat the balls first, and I will heat up the chicken wings."

While talking, Shiba Kuzuru put the chicken wings into the microwave oven, adjusted the time, and poured another cup of tea for Haru Miura.

Seeing everything in front of her eyes, the little girl was so moved that she almost cried:

"Miss Sorazuru...you are so kind..."

"Do you really think that I will starve you all? I have to go to Jingling Court tomorrow, how could I really make you hungry because of this matter, and it's not entirely your fault."

Shiba Kuzuru folded his arms and raised his eyebrows, and said helplessly.

Speaking of it, she really didn't expect Miura Haru to be such a down-to-earth person that she would have to wait until she was too hungry to come to the kitchen. Her brother had already come an hour ago.What kind of pure environment is it that created this little girl's unpretentious heart?

Haru Miura picked up the rice ball, a little shy:

"Because...because I feel like I really screwed up."

Not to mention whether or not Ms. Sorazuru needs a lot of skin care products, Haru Miura still feels sorry for the money spent.

"what?"

Shiba Kuzuru looked at Miura Haru for three seconds, and made a strange sound. After a while, she suddenly punched the little girl on the top of the head:

"I just said that it's not entirely your fault. What's the matter with you, a kid? So why are you serious? Is it because you have more hair that you don't fear baldness or wrinkles!"

"Aw... it hurts..."

Miura Haru touched the top of his hammered head, feeling that this time he was really going to cry.

Shiba Kuzuru withdrew his hand and said angrily:

"I asked Griffin, and he said, you have met a god of death at the vice-captain level, and my stupid brother passed out without any hope, and you are left alone to deal with that god of death. If nothing else, can you have Courage and the opponent go around in circles and bring back himself and the griffon with their beards and tails, which is very good."

"Eh?"

The Miura Haru-style question appeared again, the girl tilted her head to look at Shiba Kuzuru with a bulging cheek.

"Hey what, eat your meal well."

Shiba Kuzuru reached out and turned her head back, before continuing:

"You know, to the world of corpses and souls, you are intruders, known as travel disasters. And for those gods of death, they can tell who you are through spiritual pressure, so this is why I asked you to restrain all your spirits. The reason why Ya and Ganjiu go to Lin'an. Without Reiatsu, you are at best a whole body in the eyes of Death, an ordinary wandering soul; and as long as you generate any little Reiatsu in the process of shopping, then you will soon die. It will be found that you are not a resident of Soulworld."

After Shiba Kuzuru finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and flicked Miura Haru's forehead lightly:

"When you met the vice-captain, you were able to restrain your spiritual pressure, and you didn't even let it out. You've done a great job. I can even say that you have the ability to become an excellent god of death."

"Hay?!"

Miura Harun almost spit out the rice grains in her mouth when she heard this, she quickly swallowed the rice, shook her head and waved her hands and said:

"I, I, I, how could I have the ability to become an excellent god of death? I'm just a beginner. Compared with the god of death in the soul world, it's just a big tree and weeds, right?"

"What a magical contrast between big trees and wild grass..."

Shiba Kuzuru listened to Miura Haru's words with some dark lines, and when she heard the sound of the microwave oven, she walked over and brought over the heated chicken wings.

"Oh...it smells so good!"

Miura Haru stared at the golden fried chicken wings with staring eyes, Shiba Kuzuru was amused by this easily satisfied expression.She put her head in her hands, looked at the happy look of the little girl picking up the chicken wings and started to eat, and put back what she was going to say in her heart.

What she just wanted to say was that Miura Haru seemed to have a natural proficiency in controlling spiritual power. If she was in the world of corpses and souls, she might have captain-level strength in the future.After all, after two days of observation, she found that the spiritual power in Haru Miura's body seemed to be inexhaustible. Even in Jinglingting, there were not many people with this kind of physique.

"Ah?"

The little girl on the opposite side suddenly stopped the movement of eating, and looked up for a moment.

"what happened?"

Shiba Kuzuru looked at her suspiciously:

"Is the chicken wing too salty?"

"No, it's not."

Haru Miura shook his head and said with a smile:

"I accidentally gnawed on a chicken bone just now, and almost thought I bit my tongue."

"Be careful."

Shiba Kuzuru sighed.

"Uh-huh."

Haru Miura nodded with a smile, and continued to eat with his head down, but a question mark appeared in his heart:

Just now, she seemed to feel that the power of faith had increased significantly?what happened?

At this time, on a cargo ship at the port of Yokohama, Atsushi Nakajima's limbs had transformed into the shape of tiger limbs, and suddenly attacked a thin black-haired boy at the stern:

"Akutagawa!!!"

The human-tiger boy was full of hostility, and his right paw gathered most of the strength to hit the person who attacked him as soon as he met.

"Humph……"

The boy in black who he called "Akutagawa" had a handsome face but sharp eyes, and his whole body exuded cruelty.He dodged the punch directly, and said mockingly:

"Out of control."

"what!"

The empty punch made Atsushi Nakajima prostrate on the ground directly. His already scarred body seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and he was lying on the ground unable to get up.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the black-haired boy in a black windbreaker, whose real identity is the captain of the team directly under the leader of the port mafia, looked down at the man in embarrassment, with a voice as cold as a beast:

"It's really embarrassing. The appearance of a lost dog is indeed what a weak person should look like."

"Dun!!!"

On the other side of the deck, a girl wearing a bright red kimono with dark blue long hair and also injured ran towards Atsushi Nakajima staggeringly. She ran into him and stood in front of him, opening her arms, Mo Lan stared at Ryunosuke Akutagawa, and said word by word:

"I won't allow you to hurt Dun!"

"Oh?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stopped walking slowly towards Atsushi Nakajima:

"Quan Jinghua, you are no longer an assassination fighter carefully cultivated by the port mafia, and you are already worthless. And..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke showed the white flip phone in his hand, on which was hung the bunny pendant that Atsushi Nakajima bought for Izumi Kyoka.

"All the supernatural powers you have can only be used through this phone, and you who lose your phone are no different from trash."

Quan Jinghua gritted her teeth when she heard the ridicule, and suddenly said loudly:

"Aren't you the same, Akutagawa Ryunosuke! Your special ability Rashomon can only be used through your coat, so if you lose the coat, you are just a worthless waste!"

"What did you say!"

After hearing what Quan Jinghua said, the dark-haired boy who had just a cold voice suddenly ran away, and a strong murderous aura erupted from his whole body:

"Luo-sheng-men!"

As he thought, the windbreaker behind him suddenly transformed into six sharp shadows, attacking the two people on the ground.

"Not good, Mirror Flower!"

At the critical moment, Atsushi Nakajima turned around holding Quan Jinghua from behind, trying to use himself as a human shield to protect her.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

"Chong-"

The expected pain did not come, he only heard the echo of what seemed to be a collision.

Atsushi Nakajima opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that he and Izumi Kyoka were covered by a layer of blue light film, and Rashomon's attack was completely blocked under this protective film.

"This is?"

He opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt a little hot in his heart. He quickly lowered his head, reached out and pulled out the amulet hung around his neck from the skirt of his clothes. The amulet was heating up, and blue light was being produced around him, continuously inputting energy into it. onto the protective film.

"Yes... it's Miss Xiaochun's amulet!"

Atsushi Nakajima opened his eyes wide——

It really protected him!

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'When the brave little ones take power, all the timid big ones hold back. '

—— Gibran