Protect our prophets

After saying goodbye to Dino, Songxue breathed a sigh of relief, bought a cup of cold drink from the vending machine outside the coffee shop, drank it a few sips, and felt refreshed.

According to the algorithm of role-playing games, she has clicked the question marks of almost all NPCs, and now only Obsidian Paradise has not been visited.

She wasn't going either.

No way, illusionists with fog attributes are always the most difficult to deal with, and the risk factor is also high. She dare not take risks alone.

——Maybe, the illusionist doesn't even have a question mark on him, and there's no way to open the quest line at all.

Before the storm comes, it is always very calm.

On the way home, Song Xue wanted to be idle, so she took a long detour and followed the navigation to find a nearby fruit supermarket.

Before the fruit shop closes at night, there are often discounts and promotions. Maybe she came too late and there were not many customers.There was a row of uncut pineapples at the door. The dark green leaves had been left outside for a long time, and they had become gray and drooping. There was a handwritten price tag next to it.

"At the end of the day, the warehouse was cleared, and when it was sold out, it ran away."

Songxue wasn't very interested in this, not to mention the price wasn't really cheap.She was struggling to find cheaper oranges among a pile of pineapples, when suddenly there was a figure beside her.

A girl who was about the same height as her held a shopping bag in her hand, stood at the door of the store and hesitated for a moment, and asked her companion, "Do you want to eat?"

Another person replied coldly: "Dogs don't like fruit, especially pineapples. They really hate it."

"Hey!" The person named was immediately upset, "Don't talk nonsense, I treat all fruits equally—don't slander me!"

Hearing this conversation, Songxue already had some guesses, and turned to look at the three of them. Sure enough, they were wearing the familiar military green uniform of Obsidian Middle School. Compared with the well-behaved school uniform, they were simply standard bad boys and girls. .

"It's okay, dog," said the girl with slightly longer purple hair, with a calm and gentle expression, "Master Muku actually doesn't like it either."

The city island dog trembled slightly: "You, you actually said it... It's terrible!"

Kakimoto Chiku pushed back his slid glasses, drooped his eyelids, and shook his head wordlessly, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"But I like it," said Colum again.

Her honesty and boldness almost silenced her companions.The dog turned his head slowly, put his hands coolly in his trousers, and said in a tone that reached Java Island: "Tch, it's up to you."

Coulom happily chose a big pineapple. The boss took it quickly, turned his wrist over, scraped off the skin with a few swishes of a knife, and cut the flesh into pieces. Bowl up.

"Come on, little girl, here is the pineapple you want."

"Thank you." Coulom took out his wallet and paid, and Qian Zhong took the shopping bag from her hand, leaving her free hand to pick up the fruit.

"Hurry up and eat, deal with it before you go back, don't be seen by him..."

The three of them whispered and drifted away.

……

Songxue only regards this encounter as an episode of the night.In the end, she bought a bag of fresh cherries and shared half of them with He Ji who returned home to lie dead. I heard that she hadn't had dinner yet and had no appetite.

"I'm really fine." Her tone was soft but full of persistence.

"Have you taken medicine?"

"There are cold medicine and antipyretics at home, I took a little..."

Songxue felt something was wrong, reached out and touched her forehead, and said decisively: "You lie down first."

She put down the fruit, turned around and walked out the door, walked through the corridor, reached another door, and rang the doorbell without hesitation.

Hayato Gokuji moved very slowly.

The door opened slowly, revealing a slightly impatient handsome face, with a hint of anxiety in the exotic green eyes: "It's you again? Didn't I say, don't bother me about that person anymore -"

"Your neighbor Maeda Tsuruhime is a classmate in my class." Song Xue interrupted him neatly.

Prison Temple was stunned, raised his eyebrows casually, and said angrily, "So what?"

"She's sick, so she can't order takeout, and I don't know how to cook, so..."

Prison Temple seemed to understand something, and was very alert, and subconsciously answered first: "I don't know how to do it either."

"But Prison Master, you are smart." Songxue said in a calm but firm tone, "You can learn things like cooking porridge just by looking at the recipe, right?"

Prison Temple opened his mouth, his expression was a little stiff, and he asked dryly, "Is Maeda okay?"

She shook her head: "I'm not a doctor, I don't have professional level, so I can't make a diagnosis."

But even Shamar, who is extremely professional, might not be able to do anything against the current He Ji.Songxue added in her heart.

Hearing this, Prison Temple's expression became even more unnatural, and he reluctantly nodded: "Then I'll go and have a look."

He may not be as helpful as Yamamoto, but he won't leave nothing to chance either.

In fact, it's a little soft-spoken.He followed Songxue in, without looking sideways, without even looking at the furnishings and personal items in the house, he went straight to the bed.

"Will you see a doctor too?" she asked.

"I've learned a little bit from others." Prison Temple said vaguely.

He Ji had a bit of a fever, and fell asleep drowsily after taking the antipyretics. When she heard the movement, she knew they were coming, but she didn't have the strength to sit up, and she looked pitiful lying there.

Songxue patted her and said, "It's okay, go on to sleep."

Prison Temple silently checked He Ji's body temperature, and withdrew his hand, as if he had no idea.Frowning, he walked out of the room with Songxue, entered the kitchen, looked at the full kitchen utensils, opened the refrigerator again, but it was empty, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"It's quite...contradictory." He thought for a while and gave such an evaluation.

Songxue nodded sympathetically: "Do you want to be considerate of patients?"

"Is there any other ingredients?" Prison Temple looked around and asked.

……

Cooking porridge is really not difficult, the recipe steps are just a few words, Songxue is not impossible to do it.But she felt that this was a good opportunity to test Prison Temple.

The rigorous science student meticulously followed the tutorial given by the blog recipe step by step. After working for a long time, he was sweating from the heat. When he returned to the living room, Songxue washed a pot of cherries and sat on the sofa while reading novels. Zai Zai ground.

He almost died of anger, and asked fiercely: "Aren't you going to take care of the sick?"

"Xiaohe is asleep, I don't want to wake her up." Songxue pushed the fruit plate in front of him, "Thank you, do you want some fruit?"

Prison Temple ignored it, straightened the rolled-up cuffs, and said: "The porridge has not been served yet, remember to wake up Maeda before it cools down."

He looked at the time, it was getting late, and it was useless to stay any longer, so he prepared to say goodbye.

As a result, Songxue stood up first: "It's very late, I have to go home first, walking at night is very dangerous."

"..."

Prison Temple was at a loss for words, and asked in astonishment, "Is that how you treat your classmates?"

"Isn't it more convenient for Mr. Prison Temple to live next door?" She asked back.

"Are you kidding me? Maeda is a woman..." he said patiently, "In the middle of the night, she's a widow. Besides, she doesn't know me. How can I explain it when she wakes up?"

Songxue took a deep look at him, stretched out her hand to hold his wrist, and said solemnly: "Believe me, regarding this issue, it's definitely more appropriate for you to stay."

"what?"

"I have reason to believe that Xiaohe's sexual orientation is female." She paused and then said, "It just so happens that you are too. I believe you will become friends. Come on, Ollie."

Prison Temple: "...???"

After forcibly throwing the hot potato to the prison temple, Songxue returned home with ease.

In fact, the reason she gave just now was not very sufficient-there were only two streets between their apartments, there were street lights, and they were on the side of a road with constant traffic.

But she was afraid that when Bell came back to keep an eye on her, seeing that she was not at home, she would find her again.If it collides with the prison temple, it will be troublesome.

Although, in Songxue's plan, there was bound to be a battle between the tenth generation family and Valia's party, but it was not now, He Ji was still ill, and she was at her house again.If this fights on the spot, she will be exposed.

It is Songxueguang's principle not to take unnecessary risks.

It was Ohu who came home, and Bell really got impatient with the wait, and the knife scratched one after another on the door frame, which was so naive as to be unbelievable.

"Be careful," Song Xue glanced at her and reminded coldly, "The property management company will find you to lose money."

"Hee hee hee, I don't care, because I'm a prince—"

Songxue said earnestly: "Since you have money and status, can't you learn from Bruce Wayne? It is because you are not popular that Ze Tianxue looks down on you."

"..."

There were too many slots, Bell was tongue-tied and stunned for a moment.

The prince who came back to his senses became angry with embarrassment: "What, who wants her to like it!"

"You obviously want to eat lemons all over your face."

"Shut up, shut up!"

"Don't dare to let the boss know, it's sad..." Songxue sighed.

Bell rushed away angrily, completely forgetting the task of tracking, Songxue fell into a leisurely state, and sent Liu Sheng a good night text message before going to bed as usual.

She slept until dawn, and the next day was the weekend, and she had a lot of scheduled trips, but she still needed a penis. There was nothing she could do but wait.

Taking advantage of this time, Songxue planned to take a vacation for herself.

It's just that she didn't expect that, just going out for a walk, she ran into Coulom, whom she met by chance last night, in the square of the commercial center.

She changed into her usual girlish short skirt, and beside her were the three people, Kyoko and Haru Miura, who were talking and laughing.She smiled shyly and softly, occasionally responding with a few words.

Jingzi turned her head inadvertently, saw Songxue, her eyes lit up slightly, and beckoned to her.

"What a coincidence, Xiaoguang, are you here to go shopping? By the way, how is Xiaohe? She seems to be a little seriously ill yesterday. Do you want my brother to go and have a look?"

The other two girls looked at Songxue curiously. Among them, Coulom seemed to be somewhat impressed by the accidental glimpse last night, with a pensive expression on his face.

Jingzi quickly introduced them again, lowered her voice, and emphasized: "Xiaoguang is helping us find Tsunayoshi-kun..."

Xiaochun's eyes widened immediately, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she was too excited and wanted to say something, but couldn't.

But Coulom showed a more sensitive reaction. She quickly lowered her eyelashes, shook them, and raised them again: "Can we really find... the leader?"

Songxue turned to her and smiled slightly: "Since you are still willing to call him 'chief', it means that you are more sober than Liu Dao Mu, right?"

Kurom was silent for a long time, and proposed to his two friends to chat with Songxue alone for a while.

Jingzi nodded without hesitation: "Then, Xiaochun and I will go to that dessert shop and wait for you, see you later?"

She pulled Xiaochun away, and the latter turned back as he walked, with a flash of struggling emotion on his face.

The remaining two looked at each other. Although they were on the street with people coming and going, the pedestrians around seemed to be separated from them by a world.

"I'm worried about the leader, and I'm also worried about Mukuro-sama." Collom said with determination, "If you can help us..., no matter what needs to be done, I can cooperate."

"Thank you, Miss Coulom." Songxue felt relieved and smiled, "That will be of great help. My plan is a bit complicated and it will take some time. Let's talk about it in a safe place... But before that , if it is convenient, can I ask a question first? It is very important, I need to make a reference."

"What?" she asked cautiously.

"In the past, when Liu Dao Mu used your body to appear, if you had your period, would he feel it?"

……what?

Colum's eyes widened unexpectedly, momentarily at a loss.

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