Shirase Survival Notes

Shirase felt that he might be rejected if he recited the person out, after all, Chuya's appearance was a bit horrible.

Not to mention the plaster on the body and face, the clothes on the back were shattered a lot due to the explosion of Metra, even though they were barely hanging on the body, a large piece was exposed, so directly carrying it out would hinder the appearance of the city.

Stretching out his hand to poke Chuya's face, Shirase muttered: "This guy's face is really foul, no wonder Yuxing likes him so much."

Fortunately, in the end, it wasn't really so miserable that people needed to be recited.

The sound of a car sounded, and Shirase looked over and found a car was coming, and the last person to get out was a person in a black suit.

"Central Plains cadre!" The two people who got out of the car hurried over, and immediately reached out to sniff Zhongye Zhongye.

Shirase: ...

"Not dead, not dead." He was a little impatient.

Another man in a suit and leather shoes looked at the devastation around here. If he wasn't dead, he should be seriously injured.

Shirase stood up: "Then he will be handed over to you."

"Mr. Shirase." As Chuya's Zhili subordinate, Kenshi Ohara received instructions from his superior and knew where to go next.

Shirase raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything else?"

Kenshi Ohara: "Since we are sending the Central Plains cadres back, let's go together."

Only then did Shirose know that this guy was going to send Chuya back to the rented house.

Now that he has said that, he must be impolite.

Kaneji Ohara and his companions moved their boss to the back seat, and Shirase took a look and opened the passenger's door.

Kaneshi Ohara: "Sorry, Mr. Shirase, can I trouble you to take care of the Central Plains cadres?"

Shirase: ...

He sat in the back seat resignedly, and finally waited quietly.

People are really comatose, this kind of treated bullet can make people faint, but the pain is better than being beaten into a sieve.

Nakahara Nakaya, who was wearing a seat belt in a coma, hit his head directly on the window, and Shirase, who has become a little more conscientious now, put his head lightly on his shoulder.

Forget it, after all, it was because of his explosive bomb that he was unconscious.

Back at the rented house, Kaneshi Ohara carried his boss on his back, and soon the doctors from Hong Kong and Heilongjiang came over.

After a simple inspection, it was confirmed that he was just unconscious and relieved.

Shirase yawned, he was very confident in Xiaoguang, if it said it was in a coma, then it was a coma.

Just when Shirase felt that there was nothing wrong with him, a key was stuffed in his hand.

Kenshi Ohara said rather embarrassedly: "Although I am a direct subordinate of the Central Plains cadres, it is my job to take care of the Central Plains cadres, but there is still a task report to be completed for the cadres today, so I have to trouble Mr Shirase."

Shirase refused: "I have to go to school tomorrow."

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as Mr. Shirase comes over to take a look before going to bed, and come back tomorrow morning, it won't waste any time. Then, please trouble Mr. Shirase." Kenshi Ohara bowed slightly, and waved his hand to lead him The companion withdrew.

Shirose looked at the key in his hand in a daze, and then looked at the door closed by Kenshi Ohara, his whole body was numb.

He went to get his homework and desk lamp, and moved a small table to do his homework in the corner.

After such a passionate fight just now, he was still able to calm down and do his homework, Shirose felt that he admired himself.

However, Xiaoguang took out the video of the battle just now, and observed the battle just now from Shirase's first perspective.

It laughed, and it really became stronger.

When he woke up from the pain, dizziness or something, Nakahara Nakaya opened his eyes with a groan, and found that he was at home.

Turning his head to look, the light source is Shirase who is writing hard.

Frowning, those eyes stared at the homework as if there was some deep hatred.

He laughed lightly, and then got Shirase's glare.

"Are you awake?" Shirase put down his pen, and closed his homework and books, "It's a little faster than I thought."

Well, even though I knew that as Huang Ba, I shouldn't just faint for a night like others, but I was really surprised to wake up now.

Turning on the light, Shirase yawned, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Chuya who still had a smile on his face, and raised his volume in dissatisfaction: "What are you laughing at!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat up slowly, wanted to say something but gasped in pain, and his smile finally disappeared.

Shirase said coolly, "Maybe you'll feel better if you just faint until tomorrow morning."

Nakahara Chuya: "For people like us, being unconscious is a big taboo."

Shirase agrees with this.

Shirase: "Your companion gave it to me. Now that you're awake, I don't need to keep it."

"No, keep it." Nakahara Chuya looked away from the key, "Maybe someday I may need help with something."

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject directly: "Are you hungry? I want to eat."

Fighting did consume energy, but Shirase felt that it was a bit lazy to go shopping at this time.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't wait for him to answer and moved his aching body, which was within the tolerable range.

Walked to the refrigerator, opened it, and there was indeed something replenished inside.That guy in Ohara was as careful as ever.

"Beef curry, eat it and go back."

"Okay." Shirase responded, and got up to help.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped: "The homework is important, I will do it, and it will be soon."

"Your body..."

"Small things."

As soon as Shirase finished a big question, he could smell the aroma of rice coming from the rice cooker, and the ingredients were being fried in the kitchen, which was a bit too loud in this quiet night.

There are not many in the Central Plains. The curry is fairly simple, but the taste is definitely not as good as that of restaurants outside.

The last is a pot of stew, just wait until it's almost ready.

I looked at the time, it wasn't too long.

When the curry was served, Shirase had already taken back his homework, and now that he had finished writing, he could call it a day.

Shirase held the spoon: "I didn't know you were so good at cooking before."

"It's just curry, and the taste is naturally not as good as in the store. Moreover, what is the saying, 'Shibie three days, treat each other with admiration', not only Shiraise has changed, but I know more."

"Although I praised you so much, it always feels a little subtle when you praise yourself, aren't you ashamed?"

Chuya Nakahara's forehead popped out a well: "Eat!"

Shirase began to eat in big mouthfuls.

Nakahara Chuya's temper came and went quickly: "You are indeed a lot stronger. The combination of various bullets, and even the power of the bullets reserved in place, are hard for people who are not familiar with it. Even those who are familiar with your supernatural power People will also be tied up because they care too much. And you have another skill that is useless, the line, it is difficult to find a line that is suitable for fighting at night. Although there are limitations in the field, if it is your home field, hide behind the line and put Bullets are also a method."

"No." Shirase denied.He looked at the puzzled Chuya, "I'll tell you the secret of the spider and you'll tell me where you got such detailed information."

Nakahara Chuya: "This kind of information does not need to be exchanged. Your information is backed up in the port mafia, which is the copy of the Hasegawa Research Institute."

Shirase: "But I've read it. The information I got doesn't have such a detailed introduction about my supernatural power. Where did you get your backup?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also at a loss, but he did get the information from the Ministry of Intelligence.

Shirase saw what he meant: "Is it the intelligence department of the port mafia? It's really powerful."

Shirase didn't bother anymore: "The thread... its name is a spider, and it is indeed used to set up traps. But the biggest function of this thread is not for me to hide in the line and fire bullets, but to let the enemy enter the line area and attack melee. Those The thread is hard to see but it's not impossible to see, it's just pretty prominent in my eyes (with visual support) so it doesn't get in the way. That thread, it can bear the weight of a person."

Zhong Yuanzhong also understood that it bears the weight of a person, that is to say, a person can stand on it, just like Shirase's goat jump, and keep moving on it.

As far as the enemy is concerned, those line obstacles are blocked again after hitting.Even if those lines are not indestructible, they will be disadvantaged by cleaning the lines.But for Shirase, every thread is a point of leverage.

So, is Shirase's melee combat really good?

He looked at Shirase, who was eating with his head down, and his eyes were full of inquiry. It was only two years, and Shirase had changed much more than the previous few years.

Ability is something that can really change a person's life trajectory.

Who is the person behind Shirase?His supernatural ability, his identity of Shirase Ryosuke, Yamabuki Yuxing and Hasegawa Ye's identities are flawless.

Who on earth can have such great energy?

"I'm full, thank you for the hospitality." Shirase stood up holding the plate.

Zhong Yuanzhong also came back to his senses: "Just leave it alone, someone will wash it tomorrow."

Shirase looked at him in surprise: "You rented the house here and hired a cleaner?"

Nakahara Chuya: "It's a part-time worker in my house over there, let him come by here."

There is no Shirase Chitomo who does not have a house of his own.

The orphanage is not counted, it is the real estate recorded in Hasegawa's name.

Shirase walked out of the kitchen: "Then why do you live here every day?"

"It's the same everywhere." Zhong Yuan said lightly, "It's just a place to live."

Shirase gritted his teeth, forget it, he wasn't wasting money anyway.

"Then I'm going back, good night."

"Good night."

The door was closed, leaving Nakahara Chuya alone in the room.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his aching shoulder, that was really powerful, as Shirose said, he might feel better after falling asleep.

On the second day of the club event, Shirase, who couldn't think of what to give Chuya as a birthday present, asked Kise, who seemed to be quite good at this.

Kise Ryota: "Birthday present? What does your friend like?"

"The locomotive." He shouldn't have to pay for the locomotive that exploded last night, and he couldn't afford it either.

"Ah..." Kise Ryota knew that it would definitely exceed the budget.But his idea came quickly, "Then let's use the model locomotive."

"Model? You can have this."

"I, I know that there is a store with a good model. Xiao Shirase can go and have a look, but I can't go with you."

Shirase laughed: "The main election is really hard, don't carelessly accept the torture of Senior Hayakawa!"

Kise Ryota's bun face: "Too much!"

The model is quite expensive, but thinking of the more expensive locomotive that he blew up, Shirase didn't have any psychological burden when he bought it.

He didn't meet Chuya when he went back, and got the news that he was going on a business trip again.

Shirase is not surprised by this, but he is still amazed at the frequency of Chuya's business trips.

After opening the door and entering, he put the gift on the table, and put down the key along with it.

It is better not to bring this thing.