Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

After almost a week of various investigations, interviews, data collection, and non-trivial clichés, Liu Quan finally decided——

Let's first solve the first big problem I encountered when I first came to this world - that is Watanabe's family, to be precise, it is Shitenbaoji's tennis coach, Watanabe Osamu.

There is not much information about him, and I would like to know that in this unscientific world full of teenagers with all kinds of looks and skills that break the table, he is a down-and-out uncle who is idle all day long. How many cute girls readers' favorability (heavy fog!).

But this also strengthened Liu Quan's determination to get rid of him first.

Anyway, the system bacteria came up and threw her on the floor of his house, it couldn't be the result of random teleportation, could it? (System Bacteria: Actually, it is.) At any rate, this means that she must seriously resolve the plot about this slacker who is less than 30 years old as a down-and-out uncle.

With the title of a goddess (mentally ill) + paranoid lady, it would be a pity not to use it.Liu Quan considered the painting style of genuine Xinya sauce, and hit a straight ball.

After receiving a report from a professional and responsible (?) private investigator, Liu Quan appeared near the old house of the Watanabe family one afternoon, and successfully trapped the unscrupulous son of the Watanabe family in a small room. ramen shop.

She opened the door and went in, nodded to the boss who immediately stood up from behind the counter and greeted her, and then went straight to a small table in the corner, in front of the man who was eating ramen noodles with his back facing the store door. Pulled out a chair beside him and sat beside him uninvited.

At first, the man seemed a little stunned by the approach of the stranger next to him. He raised his head and said with a smile, "Who recognized me again today? I've obviously disguised myself well", while turning in her direction——

Then, his smile and movements froze there.

After a second of silence, the strand of ramen that he was still holding on to the chopsticks slipped back into the bowl with a "crash".A small splash of noodle soup splashed onto the back of his hand.He exclaimed in a low voice, "Ah!", hastily put down his chopsticks, and used his other hand to touch the place where he was unfortunately hit.

Liu Quan took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, took one out of it and handed it to him with a calm tone.

"I'm not here to settle accounts with you, you can finish your noodles first."

Osamu Watanabe showed an embarrassing face when he heard the words.

That's right, who can safely finish eating the noodles under such circumstances? !

...but that's exactly what he did.And it's done quite naturally.In the face of a paranoid girl with a dark psychology and his nightmares for many years, he ate the remaining one-third of the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, and then picked up the bowl to finish drinking The noodle soup is almost finished, and I have to use chopsticks to pick up the uneaten seaweed in the bowl——

"...Enough is enough. It would be too deliberate to eat cleanly, bad-hearted coach!" Liu Quan stared at him eating noodles with piercing eyes, and finally couldn't bear it anymore when he saw this, and twitched his cheeks to stop him. he.

...It really is not something ordinary people can understand.And it’s an unbelievable setting to play a practice match with a female player until the female player is seriously injured... So the people in that monk school are all some kind of people, are they all monsters...? !

The man slowly put down the big bowl and the chopsticks in his hand, as if taking a deep breath, before turning his head to face her.His left elbow seemed to be propped leisurely on the table, and he just casually placed the center of gravity of his body on the left side, tilted his head slightly, and stared lazily at her face.

"Okay. Now you've found me. What do you have to say?" He sighed, looking helpless.

Liu Quan took the opportunity to size him up.

He looks pretty good, but the stubble on his chin looks a bit downcast. He is casually wearing a half-worn patterned shirt and a pair of old trousers, with a pair of broken clogs on his feet. Straw hat—at this moment, he put the broken straw hat next to the noodle bowl. From such a close distance, he could see the hairy brim and a hole in the brim.

...It's so...so casual!With a destitute look on his face, it seems that he is afraid that others will ask him for compensation...

Liu Quan was also helpless.

...The real Miss Xinya, what is the use of saying that you hate such a person...Could it be that he gave that Shiraishi a plan to hurt you...This kind of thing is impossible to happen...

Although it is guessed that Xinya-chan's resentment and hatred towards this down-and-out young man is mostly out of anger, Liu Quan did not dare to collapse the character as soon as she came up; she grasped the genuine style of painting a little bit in her heart, and then raised her chin arrogantly .

"Apologize."

Osamu Watanabe blinked, as if he didn't realize what she said for a while.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" He asked her politely.

Liu Quan snorted coldly.

"Apologize. Then I can let you go. Things like this don't happen every day, and I think you'd better take your chances—"

"I'm very sorry!!" Before she finished speaking, the next second she saw the down-and-out young man in front of her very simply turned over and took a seat, and then fluently said that she expected that it might be difficult to get The apology was spoken.

"Anyway, I was there when that happened, and I was ignorant, both as an adult and as a coach; I'm really sorry for putting you through this pain!"

He spoke in one breath, as if he had recited this set of words thousands of times, and he spoke extremely fluently without any stuttering.Although the tone was flat and not particularly sincere - but Liu Quan had no intention of asking him for sincerity.

She was careful, and looked surprised, staring down at the disheveled black hair on the head of the man who was sitting next to her.

In the afternoon, Osamu Watanabe was the only customer in this small ramen shop.At this time, the boss didn't know where he was going, so Liu Quan didn't have to worry that the crowd watching would make her nervous and affect her performance.

After what seemed like a long time, she suddenly tilted her head slightly, with a self-deprecating and sneering expression on her face.

"If you say it so easily, then what are all my previous attachments for—"

The girl was talking to herself, with a slightly sarcastic tone.

Suddenly, her tone changed.

"Hey, let me ask you, why didn't you apologize properly like this before?"

The man who was sitting down in front of her seemed to be taken aback and raised his head.

"Hey, miss, don't you remember? I said these words more than once, but you refused to listen at all..." He said with a wry smile, "You said my apology was not sincere, so you Refusing to accept it...but I have to ask you how to apologize to be sincere, and you refuse to say..."

Liu Quan was also taken aback.

...The genuine Xinya sauce really cares about the talent she lost.

"Those are making things difficult, I don't believe you can't hear it, grown-up." She laughed sarcastically, and took out the "paranoid" style equipment on it.

"Uncle, as an adult, you should know what it's like to lose your talent, right?" The mocking element in her laughter was a little more obvious, and there was a provocative mood, and she didn't let this directly in front of her. The man in the seat stood up and sat back on the chair.

"As far as this is concerned, I think everyone present at the time was responsible." She laughed sharply a few times before taking a deep breath and her expression straightened.

"But I think it's the most unfair thing that I'm the only one stuck in the hatred of the past while you're all moving on."

The man's shoulders and neck seemed to tremble slightly.In the eyes he stared at her, the previous expressionless eyes because of helpless passive patience disappeared, replaced by two eyes that gradually brightened.Of course Liu Quan could read what that meant.

After three years, this is the first time I've heard such peaceful words from Xinya girl, isn't it, sinful uncle?

Liu Quan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, revealing the standard coquettish expression of a female neuropathy.

"...So, it's better to leave you all in the old hatred?"

The unbelievable look of "What the hell is this magical turn? It's like a bolt from the blue" appeared on the man's face in an instant, his face changed several times, and finally he seemed to be planning to give up trying to argue with her, a neurotic woman, and he hung down again. Looking away, the voice became a little lower.

"...You can say whatever you want. I'll listen to what you say. As an adult, you should have this responsibility." He said in a deep voice, and re-arranged the correct posture of Dogeza, as if he planned to endure her trampling today Like in the end.

Liu Quan still tilted his head, staring at the top of his head for a long time.Then, she sneered.

"...What. Is this your responsibility as an adult? Are you going to give up so easily?" She said with a sneer, as if she didn't care how rude and hurtful her words would be.

Men don't speak.

Then Liu Quan put his right hand on the table, put his index finger against his chin, and said in a domineering president's tone of "it's cold and let the monk school of Sitianbao Temple sink", and said out of boredom: "Ah~ ah , so you should let Dad knock down your house, right?"

This blatant provocation finally made the man unbearable, he raised his head suddenly, and jumped up from the ground.

"Listen, miss, it doesn't matter how you want to revenge me, but my old house, and my parents..." He moved closer to her and said through gritted teeth, "You should stay away from them." A little, you know?"

Liu Quan opened his eyes wide, staring at the man in front of him whose face was flushed with anger.After a while, she suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.

"Look, isn't this a little bit normal?" She said casually, "The little face you used to have before doesn't suit you, uncle."

The man was stunned for a moment, confused by her words at first, but after he realized it, he showed a face that could not laugh or cry.

"It's clearly written on your face that 'this female neuropathy has changed a new way of torturing people today', uncle." Liu Quan continued calmly, bending his right index finger and placing a finger on the table. Tapped lightly.

"It's always torturing people like this, and I gradually feel bored." She changed her boring tone, "Think about it, if I chop off your hands or cut off your proud disciple who likes to tie bandages on his arms With a single cut, will my injury recover enough to be able to reappear?"

Her expression of "ahh, if this kind of thing is really effective, I will definitely try it" is the standard expression of a female neuropathy + paranoid persecutor, which makes the man's eyebrows twitch and he stares convulsively. she.

"How come today's style has become a chainsaw killer..." He couldn't help but spit out in a low voice.

Her ears are sharp enough, and the small noodle shop in the morning is really quiet enough, she immediately raised her eyebrows, with a domineering and willful face of "what's the matter, don't you want to live?", snorted and said: "I'm too lazy to go to a bad place like Sitianbao Temple, so I hired a private detective to find out your whereabouts outside Sitianbao Temple, and I ran here from Tokyo on purpose. Do you think I came here specially to kill you with a chainsaw? Was it cut in two?"

The man showed a spirited expression as if cooperating, so Liu Quan finally felt that the line was correct for a long enough time before proceeding to the next step; she snorted again and corrected her expression a little.

"I thought about it seriously and felt that there is nothing wrong with going forward with hatred."

She said, with a natural look on her face.

"Maybe hatred can be turned into my motivation."

"Now I, every ounce of strength must be used well."

"I never believe that letting you guys who don't have the guts to really take responsibility be defeated can ruin my life."

The more she talked, the calmer her attitude and expression became.

"I can't kill you. Likewise, you can't kill me."

"It's that simple."

The man showed a surprised expression, his eyes widened, as if he didn't recognize her, he slowly looked her up and down again.However, in the end, like Xin Yajiang's nominal ex-boyfriend, he didn't say something sensational but infinitely close to the truth, such as "Who are you pretending to be?"

He lowered his head slowly, as if reflecting on the shocking speech of the former tennis prodigy and current paranoid patient in front of him.After a long time, his shoulders twitched slightly.

"Hahahahahaha——" He let out a burst of hearty laughter, from small to large, and finally burst out laughing loudly, which made the wooden window frames of this humble small ramen shop seem to hum slightly.

"Ah~ah, as expected of that Liu Quan." He said with a casual attitude.

"Shooting the ball with a careless attitude and wasting talent at will, but in the end you can beat every opponent fiercely...Is this how you break the will of every opponent with such self-contradictory behavior, Miss? "

Liu Quan's heart skipped a beat.

She really doesn't know the painting style of the genuine Xinya sauce—no, the playing style—it turned out to be like this.

But this doesn't affect her lines from Qiqing.

"Huh? Are you confusing me with some boring male contestant, uncle?" She replied unceremoniously, copied the broken straw hat on the table, and handed it to the man as soon as she stretched out her hand. before.

"Honestly speaking, regarding your house... that problem is actually not something I can intervene in. I didn't deliberately instigate it in the past... it was my father who chose that area to develop, and I don't have the ability to do it in the future. Stop him from doing this."

She changed her tone to a candid one.

"What I can guarantee is probably that I won't go to your house to make trouble in the future... right?"

The man looked at her with a little surprise.

"Oh?!"

Ignoring his ambiguous response, she continued, "However, since I always think that you should be somewhat responsible for the victims of your favorite disciple, I happen to have a proposal that can solve this problem."

The tone of a domineering young lady was completely taken for granted, but for some reason, the man slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and finally reached out and took his broken straw hat from her hand.

"I am willing to help, Missy."