[Comprehensive] gift to you

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His breathing was heavy, and even the scene in front of him was a little dark.

Arakawa looked at the lips of the young man in front of him opening and closing. He didn't know what this man was talking about. His head was buzzing, and his thinking became much slower.

I can barely distinguish the scent of insect-repellent flowers on Blank's body, and I can press the back of my neck with my fingertips with a bit of coolness—speaking of which, this person's body temperature seems to have never been too high...

One moment he was still thinking about blank body temperature, the next moment he started counting the number of times his old sister was punched by his mother, and the next second he remembered the embarrassing things about him when he was a child...

Confusion.

"...You should avoid it for a while." Otoyu nodded to the blonde girl, "We have found the source, and it should be resolved."

Xiaolin had no objection, nodded casually and exited the tent. The photographer also knew that this kind of scene was not suitable for shooting, so he walked out quietly, and even zipped it up.

Otoyu gently leveled the tree, unbuttoned the boy's clothes, and lifted off the white, blood-stained vest, and saw the miserable wound tossed by tiny red thorns.

The spiritual power temporarily blocked the nerves, and the fingers carefully separated the wound, revealing the red and white flesh and the hook-shaped thorns inside.

"...a bit slow." Otoyu lowered his head and carefully picked out the thorns with his spiritual power. The overly delicate operation made his speed slow down a little, but he still tried his best to treat the wound well, and then applied the medicine to bandage it.

The wounds are not deep, and they don’t look serious, but there are red curved thorns in each wound. If it is not for the special nature of spiritual power, the only way to treat these wounds is to use the tip of a hot knife to pick out the flesh ——This is almost like torture.

After treating the wound of Arakawa tree, he suddenly realized that he had left Arakawa Yoko who was also injured and unconscious for more than an hour.

He looked at the sleeping girl with some confusion, and after muttering "I'm sorry", he carefully lifted the other's vest—fortunately, Yoko Arakawa didn't hurt any sensitive parts, and most of the wounds were on the arms and back.

This time, the time consumption was much less, and Otoyu was able to deal with it at dusk.

"How is it?" Kobayashi handed the bread to Otoha, and sat beside the boy.

"Probably someone's personality," Otoha tore open the package, his black eyes reflected the soft bread, "they are a bit anemic now, and it will probably take a few days to recover."

"That?"

"After a few days of carrying it, it's good to defend." The boy squeezed his index finger and thumb, pressing out a depression in the soft bread, and then let go of the pressure, allowing the depression to bulge slowly, "The past few days Stay around the tent."

Leaving aside which team the Arakawa brothers and sisters are going to grab, the main thing is whether the other teams will share information with the alliance - if they are besieged, he doesn't know if they can handle it.

Otoha couldn't help but sighed.

Brain pain.

Gaitia was quietly making a beautiful Fufu in Otoha's arms, the tip of the white tail wobbled and scratched the boy's wrist from time to time.

"There is only one day left to survive today." Xiao Lin also sighed, "My skin should be eight degrees darker..."

She took two bites of the bread depressedly, feeling a little nauseated after eating this kind of dry food for too many days, and suddenly lost her appetite, she put the bread aside, leaned back against the young man's back,

"Hmph." He hummed aggrievedly.

Otoha: ...

The boy stopped eating the bread, thought about the difficulty of hugging with his back turned, and after confirming that he was okay, he put down the bread and put his arms around Xiao Lin's waist.

...feels weird.

He let go of his hand silently, increased the concentration of spiritual power around him, and took the initiative to take on the responsibility of the air conditioner.

Anyway, there is quite a lot of spiritual power, so it is not a waste to use it like this.

He and the girl were leaning back to back, the warmth in their black eyes made Getia squint.

Unlike everyone else, the alienated teenager always has such a soft and gentle look when facing his partners, and he is never stingy in his intimate movements, even his eyes are soft.

"What are you thinking?" Otoha picked up Gaitia and put it aside, and carefully settled the blond girl who had fallen asleep by him.

"... Fu."

"……nothing."

The white creature responded softly.

"Fuu-"

"I didn't think about anything."

"Really?" The boy obviously didn't mean to ask deeply—he covered Xiao Lin with a thin blanket, raised his hand and carefully untied the girl's hair tie and put it aside.

Tomorrow will be a tough battle...

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The blond girl was sitting at the entrance of the tent, her blue eyes lost focus, she seemed to be in a daze, but her gaze was always on the boy who was fighting with the five of them.

To be honest, with his hands in his pockets and his ability to fight the enemy with just his legs...it's really handsome.

No, it should be handsome.

She came back to her senses and carefully guarded her surroundings. The American team, as promised, stood not far from the tent and watched.

Otoyu kicked out with one blow, causing someone to fly out and hit a tree. He had already begun to figure out the physical fitness of other people, and he also let go of his strength.

The others were a little horrified to find that this person hit harder and harder. At first, he could only cause some bruises and minor injuries. Later, even the attack with a very casual posture could kick him out...

Seeing Blank, the muscular black-skinned boy raised his legs again, and hurriedly backed away, not preparing to resist, but saw the latter turn his head to look at the tent, then turned back, exposing his back defenselessly come out.

Otoha stretched out his hand and pulled out the Italian boy who was sneaking close to the tent.

The latter, covered in an unknown liquid, smiled awkwardly and shook his hands: "ciaos."

Then he reached out and wiped the corrosive liquid on Otoha——

Otoyu subconsciously swept across with one foot, and when he touched the opponent's too soft abdomen, he regained his senses and relaxed a little.

"boom!"

Looking at the Italian who directly smashed the tree, the culprit kept raising his foot for a few seconds, and then put his foot down as if he just realized it.

He embarrassingly stretched out his hand to touch the lower edge of the mask, turned around to confirm that the others had no intention of attacking again, and checked the Italian's body with confidence.

Started hard.

He pondered for a moment, then shook his head at the teammate who came from the other side, and explained in English: "It's best to call the medical staff over quickly... sorry."

The opponent's teammate didn't know if he understood or not - Otoyu thought he understood - nodded very simply, then reached out and pressed the bracelet of the unconscious teammate, called the medical team, and gave up the competition directly.

In the following time, I don't know if I was frightened by Otoyu's heavy hand. The other teams just watched from a distance and tried to attack the tent several times, but they were blocked by Otoyu without exception.

In the end, Otoha didn't even use the hand he pretended to be injured in the first place just in case.

"The end of the game, the winning team, Japan, Russia"

The black-haired boy paused, took out the two gems from his pocket, and handed them to the photographer.

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Update this week!

I'm in a good mood, so this time I have a manuscript :)

As for whether you can take it out, that depends on you.

The deadline is tomorrow morning xd Please don’t use words such as “want to watch” and “comments” to please the author. I have already taught you the [-]th style (?

Let's guess when Otoha got another gem?

And next, do you want to see the netizen Kua Yiyu (probably in the forum, I want to try to write-although I don’t like this kind of xxx because just a bunch of people commenting is too boring) or just go through the plot and go to e class?