Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

When the young Vongola Judaime came to the shrine, Haru Miura was sharing the gifts from the first phase of Yijin with all the swordsmen in the large room. When she was about to open the dark blue box in her hand, it looked very high-end. Suddenly, I felt the aura from Tsunayoshi Sawada.

Speaking of it, she felt that after returning from this practice, she seemed to be more sensitive to the breath of others around her. In the past, she could only vaguely distinguish it, but now she can almost accurately perceive the breath that is close to her within 100 meters. who.

She turned around and asked:

"Mr. Gang is here, can someone help bring him in?"

"I'm going! I'm going!"

The energetic Laipai Dagger Aizen Kunitoshi raised his hand, and before Miura Haru nodded, he turned and ran out.

"Oh, Aizen is really lively."

Looking at the fiery back, Miura Haru couldn't help smiling.

"Ji Jun, quickly open the box!"

The one closest to Haru Miura, who likes to be coquettish very much, Tōshiro Toshiro, a treasure bag at the bottom of the box of the Awataguchi family, tugged at her sleeve, and said in a soft voice:

"We are all looking forward to the gift that Brother Yi gave to Ji Jun."

He stared at the box helplessly, his eyes full of anticipation that was about to overflow.Yizhen happened to be standing behind Baoding, and when he heard Baoding's words, he shook his head and reached out to rub his brother's head:

"Bao Ding, that is a gift belonging to Jun Ji, and only Jun Ji can decide whether to open it or not."

Yiqi Yizhen has always been very gentle towards his younger brothers, and even his education is mainly oral education, but his younger brothers only look like children on the surface, in fact, every one of them is as young as human beings. It is hundreds of years old.

"Yes, Baoding knows."

Baoding Toshiro, who has chestnut hair and eyes of the same color, nodded obediently. Haru Miura looked at his well-behaved appearance, and once again felt that the dagger was an angel, and opened the dark blue box.

As soon as the box lid was opened, all the swords and swords around made admiring voices in unison:

"Wow--"

"So beautiful!"

"Phase [-] brother has a good eye!"

After stepping into the fashion industry, Yizheng has obviously absorbed a new understanding from the aspects of aesthetics and personal taste. In addition, he is very smart. Through meticulous observation and learning, he also has a set of his own personal aesthetic standards. .What he gave to Miura Haru was a series of customized accessories from a certain jewelry brand he had cooperated with recently.Considering that Miura Haru is a high school girl and only seventeen or eighteen years old, he chose this brand that specially designs clothes and accessories for young people.

There are eighteen grids in the dark blue box, and each grid is an ornament with a completely different design: pendants, bracelets, rings, necklaces, and almost all the small accessories that girls can use in daily collocation , and each one is uniquely designed with no repetitive patterns.

"Okay... nice to see!"

Miura Haru looked at the things in the box, his eyes were straight, it can be said that he couldn't put it down, and Ranto Shiro and California Kiyomitsu, who were good at dressing up, and Jiro Tachi, who squeezed in because of his height, also surrounded him , and discuss with her how to match her clothes.

When Sawada Tsunayoshi was brought over by Aizen Kunitoshi, Miura Haru was actively communicating with the swordsmen. In the eyes of the young Judaimu, the girl’s grape-colored eyes seemed to contain the entire Milky Way, and her face was always looking forward. Talking about interest The corners of the mouth are always raised.

He thanked the dagger for bringing him in, greeted each other with smiles from the swords around him, and then stood aside and waited until Miura Haru had finished speaking, and then he took this opportunity to speak:

"Xiaochun, congratulations on the end of your practice."

"Mr. Gang?! It's Mr. Gang!"

Hearing the familiar gentle voice, Harun Miura froze for a moment, turned around, and saw a handsome boy with brown hair leaning against the door and watching her with a smile on his face. The school uniform on his body was clean. refreshing.

She suddenly showed a big smiling face, and walked up to him holding the blue box like offering a treasure:

"This is a gift from Mr. Yiqi! Does it look good?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced down and nodded in agreement:

"It's very beautiful, Xiaochun brought it is the icing on the cake."

The candied eyes are full of sincerity, the smile on the lips has not changed, and the crisp answer makes people involuntarily agree with what he said.

However, the young Judaimu has always been the most talkative when facing this little girl, as long as he can make her happy, he can say anything.As his tutor, Ribaun, who has the romantic feelings of Italian men, would often tease him:

"The Italian romance in Ah Gang's bones is like a missile, it can only hit where you point it."

At this time, Sawada Tsunayoshi will always say something lightly:

"Liborn's Italian-style romance is like a bunch of shotguns, not only the goddess scattered flowers, but also opened her eyes and felt blind."

And often the consequence of saying this sentence is that the narrow-minded No. [-] killer in the world will undergo more severe leader training.

"Gun-jun, let's have dinner together!"

The voice of the vitality girl rang in his ears, and Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at her, and saw the girl's cheeks were slightly blush, very cute, he moved his hand, and suddenly thought that he was in Xiaochun's Honmaru, and pressed down In spite of the change in my heart, I politely replied:

"Can I? Can I stay for dinner?"

Haru Miura turned his head to look at the chef Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada and Utasen Kanesada, the two men with swords are blessed to the heart:

"Of course you are welcome. There is a lot of dinner today."

"I deliberately tried a new milk tea recipe, and I hope that Mr. Sawada can taste it and give some comments."

Now that he got the approval of the chefs, Sawada Tsunayoshi stayed with the lovely witch and a bunch of his swordsmanship teachers to clean up Xiaochun.

After dinner, Haru Miura led Sawada Tsunayoshi to the castle tower, and took away a cup of frozen top oolong milk tea made by Kasen Kanae.Looking at the backs of the boys and girls leaving together, the sunset old knife team took the lead in producing something.

"I always feel that when Hime-kun and Sawada-kun walk together, they seem to be in the most elegant state."

Kobizen Taidao Yingmaru, who has a head of grass-green hair, held a cup of tea and said quietly, his fair and delicate face had a kinder smile than Mikazuki's "grandfather-like" smile.

"Hahaha, the children have also reached this age, and it's human nature to maintain their dignity in front of the person they like."

Mikazuki Zongjin, who answered the conversation, was also holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. He always called Miura Haru "little friend", "little girl", "little grape" and other very cute and affectionate nicknames, which was enough to show his love for Miura Haru.Although he wears old clothes with poor taste and a yellow sweat towel, none of this can conceal his dusty temperament, but if you close your eyes and listen to his laughter, you will feel that this is a demented person elder.

Another Taidao Xiaohumaru and Dadachi Ishikirimaru, both belonging to the Sanjo School, also held teacups, listening to the jokes of their companions with smiles in their eyes.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was the only thousand-year-old knife present who didn't drink tea but drank pearl milk tea. He was holding a special cup for milk tea in his hand, which contained frozen top oolong milk tea with brown sugar pearls. Kasen Kane-sou made it into ice and half sugar, put a straw, take a deep breath, the smooth brown sugar pearls and sweet milk tea are sucked into the mouth together, swallow the milk tea first, and then chew the soft pearls, It's like rolling over marshmallows.

He took a sip of milk tea, sighed, and then said:

"By the way, do you really think Chunzi still likes Tsunayoshi-kun?"

He looked up at the sky that had turned black at night, and said lightly:

"Chunzi has liked a lot of people since she was a child, and each time she is only 3 minutes hot, she has never seen anyone she really likes."

Tsurumaru carefully recalled all the little things about Haru Miura in his memory, and really didn't think this little friend had ever met someone who could make her fall in love.Although Sawada Tsunayoshi occupied her attention for the longest time among so many boys who were once liked by Miura Haru, Tsurumaru Kuninaga still felt that Miura Haru's enthusiasm for him had faded long ago.

Sanri Yuezong took a sip of tea, and said in a calm tone:

"No matter who the child likes or who he will become friends with in the future, we just need to offer our blessings. As long as Ji Jun doesn't run away with the wild man secretly with the ball without saying a word, everything will be fine."

The first half of the sentence sounded serious, but the style of the second half of the sentence suddenly changed. The old knives sitting next to Sanri couldn't help but tilt their heads with question marks on their faces. In the end, it was Tsurumaru who asked:

"The requirements are really low, Sanriyue... Where did you read the novel recently?"

"Blue Lagoon City of Literature, there have been a lot of women running around with the ball recently. It's quite interesting, haha."

Sanri Yue Zongjin answered quickly, and took out a tablet phone from his pocket, clicked on a blue app on it, and showed it to several tea friends, and saw a list of books on it, from top to bottom The titles of the books are almost all "xxx Running with the Ball", "President Your Son Has Been Lost", "Those Years I Run with the Ball" and so on.

"emmmm..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga silently pressed down Mikazuki's cell phone, and said flatly:

"Sanriyue, these books are not suitable for you to read, you should read male videos."

"Oh? Really? Thank you, His Highness Tsurumaru, for your guidance. I'll check it out."

Sanri Yue Zongjin just maintained his cheerful expression, especially with the air of dementia.

This was originally just a small episode, however, a soft voice suddenly joined the conversation:

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue, may I have a look at your book list?"

Several old knives followed the reputation and found that it was Genji Shigeho Hikakiri Kazumaru who seldom participated in group activities. The creamy-haired Hikari stepped forward, staring at the interface on Mikayue's phone, and took out a Mobile phone, tilted head, smiled very innocently: "Blue Lake Literature City? I'll download it now."

"..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stared at Higakiri's slightly trembling hand, and then remembered that this person has always been obsessed with his predecessor Ji Jun, and...

Ah...that's right, the novels Sanriyue reads are all "running with the ball".

Because their former master was a typical "running with the ball".

Tsurumaru Kuninaga secretly slandered in his heart, but his face was as calm as water as he watched Higiri downloaded the app and collected dozens of "Run with the Ball" in one go.

At this time, in the castle tower, the young Judaime was softly asking Miura Haru with apologetic eyes:

"I thought, can I ask Xiaochun to do me a favor?"

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