Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

Haru Miura didn't dare to ask what Tsunayoshi Sawada experienced and saw in just 5 minutes. At the same time, she didn't dare to tell him what Tsunayoshi Sawada said to her ten years later. What.At this time, when the 17-year-old Tsunayoshi Sawada let go of her, his face returned to his normal expression, as if the tears he dripped on her shoulders just now were an illusion.

"Sorry, Xiaochun, I lost my composure."

The boy said softly, his eye sockets were still a little red, but Miura Haru wisely ignored it.After the episode just now, she felt that this was not a good time to be a guest. She looked in the direction of the room and saw Lan Bo standing by the stairs and looking at them hesitantly. He knew that he had just gotten into trouble. He didn't rush forward as excitedly as before.

Seeing this, Haru Miura stretched out his hand and waved towards Lanbo, then clasped his hands in front of him, bent slightly and nodded to Tsunayoshi Sawada as farewell:

"Then I'll go back first, Mr. Gang, thank you for taking notes for me."

"Eh? Are you leaving now?"

The brown-haired boy didn't seem to expect her to leave directly, and he was a little dazed and didn't react.The girl just chuckled:

"I don't think Gang-jun can receive guests in a short time. In order not to cause trouble for you and Aunt Nana, I will make an appointment with you in advance next time and come here again. Please say hello to Aunt Nana for me. Of course, I Also send my regards to Mr. Li Baoen, Miss Biyangqi and Fengta."

"Ah... since Xiaochun said so..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi has some regrets, but he no longer wants to stay:

"Then see you at school tomorrow, Xiaochun."

"Well, see you tomorrow, Gang-jun."

Haru Miura smiled at him, said goodbye to Lanbo who was still looking at him, waved him again, and turned to leave.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood at the gate and watched Miura Haru's back gradually go away. He didn't turn around until her figure disappeared around the corner.

As soon as he walked into the house, he saw Lan Bo standing five meters away from him, looking at him with some anxiety. After a while, the little boy said in a low voice:

"Gang... I'm sorry..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi said nothing, he knew that this was actually a very common accident, and it had happened before, and the "future war" that involved everyone a few years ago was also developed because of an accident of a ten-year rocket launcher Yes, although it was later confirmed that the accident was part of someone else's plan, he didn't think today's accident was part of the plan.

"It was an accident, wasn't it? Rambo?"

He looked down at the boy whose stature had reached the height of his chest, his soft voice and gentle smile seemed to make people feel refreshed as always, but for some reason, Lan Bo inadvertently felt a little timid in his heart, he looked at the young Peng Gree's candied date-colored eyes, his voice trembling:

"I......"

However, before he could continue, Sawada Tsunayoshi spoke again:

"Your bazooka broke down today, right? Later, I'll ask Bagir to contact Spana and ask him to fix it tomorrow."

After saying this, he reached out and touched the top of Lanbo's hair. The little boy didn't dare to move, and even felt a little chilly in his body.

A few seconds later, Tsunayoshi Sawada let go of his hand, turned around and picked up the ten-year bazooka on the ground, and said gently to Rambo:

"The malfunctioning ten-year rocket launcher is a little dangerous. Just store it with me temporarily. I will return it to you when Spana repairs it."

"Gang..."

Lan Bo murmured, and after a long while, he timidly pulled the hem of his clothes:

"Gang... I will pay attention not to let it fall out... So, can I keep it by myself..."

"I don't feel very well."

Sawada Tsunayoshi refused without thinking.

"I...I will be very obedient...Really...Ah Gang...Can you give it back to me?"

Ever since he was a child, he was rarely rejected by Sawada Tsunayoshi. Lan Bo was stunned for a moment. After he realized that the rejection this time was true, his first subconscious reaction was to cry:

"Wow--"

His crying alarmed the people upstairs, Fengtai and Biyangqi came down, and saw Lanbo sitting on the ground crying, and Sawada Tsunayoshi just looked at him indifferently, they were a little surprised:

"Is that so?"

Biyangqi with long purple hair walked into Lanbo and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

"Brother Gang, why is Lanbo crying? Is that a ten-year bazooka in your hand?"

Futa walked to Sawada Tsunayoshi's side, looking at the purple bazooka with a somewhat uncertain expression.

Sawada Tsunayoshi explained flatly:

"After all, the ten-year bazooka broke down. I decided to keep it for Lanbo until it was repaired."

One sentence explained why Lanbo was crying, Biyangqi and Fengtai agreed with him after hearing this.

"Brother Gang is right, Lanbo, the ten-year bazooka is still quite dangerous, it's best to put it away until it's repaired."

The wind □□ comforts Lanbo Road.

"Okay, wipe away your tears and go eat a pudding."

Biyangqi took Lan Bo's hand and coaxed him, the little boy finally wiped away his tears and stood up, nodding to express his willingness to accept the result.

Sawada Tsunayoshi breathed a sigh of relief silently in his heart.

"Stupid."

Li Baoen suddenly appeared on the handrail of the stairs in the form of a baby, his big black eyes scanned Sawada Tsunayoshi's face, he turned and walked upstairs, leaving a sentence:

"Take the bazooka, come to the room and have a chat with me."

"......Yes."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes darkened, he entrusted the sobbing Lanbo to Futa and Biyangqi, and went upstairs with the bazooka in his arms.

He walked into the room, and Li Baoen was already waiting for him at the table. When he saw him coming in, he went to the table and sat down cross-legged, motioning for him to sit in front of him, before speaking:

"Tell me what happened just now."

Sawada Tsunayoshi put the bazooka aside, sat upright, and then slowly opened his mouth:

"I went to a world that I didn't want to face."

He is the heir who inherited the gift of super intuition from his ancestors. Therefore, the sensitivity of super intuition to the surrounding environment immediately made him understand something in the 5 minutes of the exchange just now.

That is, alien space.

God's Realm

The red-haired heroic maiden kicked open the door of the office on the top floor of the Shenyu Building, and the sudden intrusion alarmed the two people who were talking inside. The young man sitting on the main seat had long golden hair and blue eyes. Two eyes, handsome face, wearing a white suit, a white cloak, and a chain decorated with colorful gemstones on the front, full of extravagance.He looked lazy, and his posture sitting on that spacious office chair was extremely lazy.

And another man standing by the table has black hair and black clothes, handsome face, sharp-edged face, calm expression, golden snake eyes flashed sharply when he saw the red-haired priestess barging in, and snorted coldly:

"I thought that as a human god, you should learn some tricks, but you are still so rude and unapproachable. You should know the etiquette of knocking on the door, right? What do you mean by just barging in? Don't think If Lord Zhengshen has a good temper, you can really do whatever you want in God's Domain."

The man flicked his black cloak, turned around and walked towards the witch. The two of them looked at each other when they were one meter apart. The moment their eyes met, there seemed to be sparks flickering in the air.

"Ah."

The witch suddenly sneered:

"As a god, I know the principle of not meddling in other people's housework and avoiding meddling in other people's affairs. As a deputy god who is second only to the main god, you seem to be very unfamiliar with this principle?"

"What did you say?"

The deputy god looked at her sharply, but the witch smiled arrogantly like a leisurely man:

"What's the matter? The word meddling sounds strange, doesn't it?"

She crossed her arms and sneered, looked at the young man's condensed expression, and repeated word by word in a foolish way:

"I said you...too much, to manage, to be free, to do things."

After the last word fell, she stuck out her tongue at him and rolled her eyes.

"you!"

The young man was so angry that he pointed at her, his fingertips were trembling:

"You... are worthy of being a traitor who became a god through crooked ways, vulgar! Despicable! Shameless!"

"Don't listen, don't listen to bastard chanting sutras!"

The red-haired priestess covered her ears with her hands while chanting loudly, then raised her eyes to look at the deputy god whose cheeks were blushing from her anger, and stuck out her tongue at him again.

Probably because he had seen enough of the confrontation between the two, the righteous god who had never changed his posture from the beginning was finally willing to give them a little look.

"What are you here for? Late autumn?"

He lazily asked the witch, stretched out his hand and brushed his hair, with a listless look:

"I thought you should stay in the office? There are quite a lot of believers in your world. If you just come here to play out of boredom, you have to work overtime these days."

Zhengshen's slender fingers tapped the table like a piano, making a rhythmic sound.

The red-haired witch first saluted the righteous god, and then said:

"Your Highness, I didn't intend to disturb you, but..."

She glanced at the black-haired, snake-eyed young man out of the corner of her eye, and said:

"His Royal Highness, Mu Chun, you are too lenient."

"is it?"

After hearing this, Zhengshen held his chin, blinked, and lazily asked the Deputy God:

"Have you crossed the line? Mu Chun?"

"Of course not, Your Highness."

The deputy god named Mu Chun suddenly knelt down on one knee and saluted the righteous god:

"What kind of person am I? Isn't Your Highness the clearest? How could I interfere with this insignificant sub-world?"

He looked respectful and submissive. After listening attentively, he blinked. After a while, he yawned and then waved his hands:

"I don't care, you can solve it yourself."

"Yes."

Mu Chun respectfully saluted again.

And the witch whom he called "Late Autumn" just stared at him closely, and silently said to him with her lips:

"You'd better not let me catch you again."

"Oh...it's really scary."

The corners of Mu Chun's mouth curled up, his eyes were haughty, and he didn't take this threat at all.

"what……"

Zhengshen covered his mouth and yawned again, then waved his hand:

"If it's okay, you two back off."

"Yes."

The two saluted him respectfully again.

The office door was closed behind her, and Wan Qiu and Mu Chun were standing one meter apart. She turned her head to look at the pair of golden snake eyes, clenched her fists with both hands, desperately resisting the urge to punch each other.

"I know what you did."

she said coldly.

"what did I do?"

Mu Chun gently adjusted the gemstone chain on his front, and asked back, this indifferent appearance made Wan Qiu feel a little bit of frustration after a long absence.

She let go of the clenched hand, she looked at Mu Chun, her voice sank:

"You once promised that the righteous god would not intervene."

Maybe it was these words that stimulated Mu Chun, his snake eyes stood up, exuding a powerful aura all over his body, he looked at the witch, and said clearly word by word:

"As I said, the purge is necessary."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his cloak and turned to leave, leaving a sentence echoing in the empty corridor:

"You still pray that your people have enough ability to resist."

The red-haired priestess stood where she was. After a while, she turned around and left in another direction.

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’ God said, “Let there be light!”

There is light. '

- "Bible" Old Testament.Genesis