Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Shiori's feet slipped, and her center of gravity fell back. When she was hanging in the air, she turned her head and glanced at the direction of the president's office.

As expected, Fukuzawa Yukichi came out with a water cup to pour tea.

But simply estimating the distance between the two of them, the other party probably needs Shunpo's speed to catch her.

What's more, if she can fall like this, Shiori feels that she is simply sorry for the teacher who taught her so hard a few days ago.

The space between the offices is not very large, and there is a desk almost at the distance of hands.So enough for her to borrow strength, Shiori put her backhand on the desk and quickly stabilized her center of gravity.

If she hadn't taken care of the white coat she was wearing, she could even perform a figure gymnastics style of a kite turning over and then turning in the air for two and a half weeks and landing with full marks leisurely.

However, just when she was sure of where she had landed, she didn't know where it came from, and the A4 paper that appeared on the ground suddenly slipped as if it had been oiled.

She opened her eyes wide and watched as the three to five centimeter high heel suddenly... broke off when it should have landed safely.

It's just, what, broken!

You must know that she has been pampered since she was a child. When you buy shoes home, you basically wear them for one season, and they will be replaced with new ones in the second season. Therefore, there will be no such old shoes that will fall off after wearing them a few times.

Shiori's right foot had already landed on the ground, but lost a small part of its support, her ankle twisted outward, and she faced the risk of landing on her buttocks again.

Fukuzawa Yukichi just walked up behind her at this moment, stabilized Shiori's body, and hugged her into his arms.

"Are you okay?"

Shiori pulled Fukuzawa Yukichi's sleeve with his backhand, his cheek was pressed against his clothes, his face was full of bewilderment, and he blinked his eyes a little at a loss.

Opened his mouth blankly.

"Ah, it's okay, I tripped a little bit."

This is no longer just a bad review.

That's it?That's it? !That's it? ? !

With such a plot, if two people can still connect with each other, if a sudden call comes, the person who is tempted will definitely have a brain problem! (bu.)

Sky City is at least a little fairy that fell from the sky, and the thing that fell from the sky is also a winged thing that fell from the sky. It's old-fashioned to the last century, can you keep up with the times a little bit!

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Those gods in Gao Tianyuan are all drunk, right? !Get so drunk that your head rolls to the ground!

Who, why, and how did you think of such an outrageous operation?

No wonder Ghost Lantern seriously stated that it was given to her for nothing, and she believed it now.

If all the connections were done like this, Shiori would think that if she gave it to her for nothing, she would dislike it.

"Miss Shiori, are you alright?"

Atsushi Nakajima looked at Shiori who was still in a sluggish state, and shouted with lingering fear.

I vaguely feel that Miss Shiori's luck is not very good today, looking at Miss Shiori in the low pressure, the instinct of the small animal warns.

Shiori, who was in Fukuzawa Yukichi's arms, nodded and shook her head, and rubbed her ankles with her hands.

Then draw conclusions with extreme care.

"I don't think it's suitable for me to go out alone today. I guess Mercury is retrograde."

"Ah, I heard a loud bang just now. It's mushroom explosion//Is it exploding? Huangquan Hirazaka's explosion//Fried mushrooms, and bright red pomegranate—"

"In the ambush hell, there are candy houses full of temptations."

"By the Santu River, there are crabs running around everywhere..."

Osamu Dazai, who seemed to be still in a state of hallucination, slammed into the muzzle of the gun.

Shiori showed a kind smile on his face, and took out several rolls of medical bandages from the unknown space.

"Mr. Dazai—"

Five minutes later, the relaxed Shiori clapped her hands, and threw the full body mummy that she had just made with bandages to Kunikida Doppo.

Happy, very happy.

Just like the happiness of the rich you can't imagine.

The joy of slaughtering is really unimaginable if you haven't experienced it yourself.

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Not only his hands and feet, Shiori didn't even let go of his mouth or even hair from the beginning to the end.

The movements were smooth and quick, and when encountering an obstacle that did not cooperate, he directly knocked the person out with a knife and continued to wrap the bandage.

Although more than ten rolls of medical bandages were wasted...

……

"Doctor Inoue?"

Kunikida was silent, glanced at Fukuzawa Yukichi who was silent on the side, his heart broke down a little, and he realized that the image of Miss Shiori in his heart seemed to be somewhat different from his own.

"Yes?"

Seeing the woman humming a cheerful little tune and turning her head to look at him, the smile on her face looked amiable without any trace of gloom.

"What's the matter with you, Kunikida-kun."

"Ah... that... Dazai him."

The youth hesitated to speak.

"He tied himself up like a mummy, I just made it more perfect, and he is now unconscious, I just want to prevent him from running around."

If you like to run around and talk nonsense, just tie up your mouth and legs.

Please learn the binding method from Green River and Turtle Shell in this pill by yourself. It is not only fast and convenient, but also very solid and trouble-free. You are worth having.

"Is there a problem?"

Shiori's tone was cheerful, but her eyes were already smiling into a line.

As we all know, squinting eyes are big bosses who can't be messed with.

What else can they say at this time.

Everyone who was intimidated by the sudden boss aura glanced at Osamu Dazai who had seriously interrupted his work process just now, and they all shook their heads silently.

Can't be bothered.

"After he wakes up, remember to ask him to come over and pay for the bandages, thank you. Of course, I know that his wallet is generally cleaner than his face, and he will definitely keep the account, so I will collect the bill."

"Don't pay his salary next time, just call me to pay off the debt, what do you think?"

"Shiori."

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was watching the little girl venting his anger, finally called out to stop.

"Hi!"

Because of her various violent attributes, Shiori, who was basically exposed during the training at his house, responded crisply and without any psychological burden.

The long hair was tied into a ponytail and thrown back, but it showed a bit of neat and handsome.

"Let's go together tonight."

"it is good!"

Although the process is very old-fashioned, and even almost sprained my foot, but I can barely see that the twisted ending is not bad.

Shiori was looking forward to the end of the pull effect of the bond card, and she really didn't want to have a second "manifest fate".

Anyway, I have already abducted someone, and it is enough to live the life of an old couple honestly (bu).

Thrilling, really not for her.

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After changing the black high-heeled shoes for work, Shiori took out a spare pair of indoor white shoes to make do for the afternoon.

When it was time to get off work, I rubbed my right ankle, which was almost one step away from dislocation.

Because after an afternoon, the red and swollen area almost disappeared, she was lazy and afraid of being nagged by her own Liuhua, so she just applied cold compresses.

Fukuzawa Yukichi knocked on the door, saw that the door was ajar, pushed it open just in time to see this scene.

"Did you just sprain it?"

"Fortunately, it's not very serious. I applied ice in the afternoon, and I'll be fine tomorrow after I get up."

As she replied, she glanced suspiciously at the office door that she vaguely remembered was closed, and moved away from the hand pinching her ankle.

The ankle that had been swollen was red with the naked eye, but there was no pain when I touched it with cold fingers.

In this way, Shiori immediately understood again.

So this game of gods is not over yet.

Is there anyone who is kind enough to tell her?

How long will this extremely inexperienced Izumo party to draw red lines in this world last?

She promised that during this period, she would stay at home and be a house girl salted fish every day.

I don't expect Gao Tianyuan's lack of entertainment at all, and the level of love is behind the surprise level of the industry's 300-year-old gods.

Fukuzawa Yukichi squatted down, and gently lifted Shiori's slender calf with his hand.

Because the skin is too fair, the small redness is even more shocking. Fukuzawa Yukichi thought of the attack he accidentally knocked on Shiori when he was exercising with Shiori a few days ago.

But when I didn't see the status quo, I didn't have any particularly intuitive feeling, but now I look back and feel a little guilty.

He did subconsciously keep his hand when he attacked with the wooden knife, but the injury caused was probably more serious than what he saw now.

A sinful delusion.

"I'll carry you back tonight."

He checked the wound, and knew that if he cared, he would be chaotic.

"……Um."

So no matter how old the routine is, as long as it works well.

Shiori froze for a few seconds, then nodded.

Harm, really fragrant.

After briefly treating my ankle, when I closed the window sill and opened the window for ventilation, I realized that it was already pitch black outside.

It always gets dark early in winter.

In Yokohama's winter, the cold wind has become extremely fierce, and the weather forecast, as usual, only reminds us when the rain has already fallen.

Fortunately, before leaving the office to go home, Shiori, who saw the bad weather, dug out the umbrella that Yaoken probably kept as a spare.

But only one.

When I went out, the street lights were already on.

With the strong wind, the raindrops hit the door panels and windows straight.

There are some dilapidated old reddish-brown brick buildings that have gone through vicissitudes, but after all, it is said that they are magical buildings that have survived machine//gun fire.

Although the door panels and windows seemed to be falling apart, the door panels creaked constantly, and the glass windows also made clanking noises.

But in general, it is still miraculous that it remains motionless.

The two of them watched the weather and stood at the gate downstairs of the office.

"The rain looks so heavy..."

"Wait a little longer?"

The sea breeze brought by the pressure difference was blowing head-on, Shiori was carried on Fukuzawa Yukichi's body, her cheek was pressed against his back tightly, and she could still feel the strong wind mixed with sea water rushing to her face.

She was not in a hurry to get an umbrella, she took out her scarf from her bag, and wrapped it tightly around her boyfriend's face.

"Don't you surround yourself?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi weighed the weight in his hand that seemed to be blown away by a strong wind, and turned his head worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll have you in front of me to keep out the wind later."

Shiori smiled, rubbing his cheeks against his broad back like a cat, the scent of cedar blended with the earthy smell in the air, but unexpectedly harmonious.

Because of the close distance between the two of them, the long scarf was piled on Fukuzawa Yukichi's neck, and it was indeed able to shield Shiori from the wind.

She wrapped her left hand around the man's neck, opened the umbrella with her right hand, and raised it high.

It was just a slightly larger single-person umbrella, but because of the tacit cooperation between the two of them, the angle they raised was just right to completely cover the person.

The moment they rushed out of the eaves of the office, the rain like a splashing ink waterfall instantly became smaller, and the rain fell in a straight line on the umbrella surface, and the wind softened accordingly, and the air was filled with the smell of leaves and soil .

The raindrops merged into a line, slipped from the top of the umbrella, and formed a rain curtain along the ribs of the umbrella.

Accompanied by the light rain, the twinkling street lamps seem to have opened up a trail for them to walk in the rain.

It is different from other social animals who are hurrying and running with briefcases.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's footsteps were unhurried. Although there were many puddles on the ground, he landed without splashing a trace of mud or water.

Slightly more romantic.

This is not the same umbrella.

Shizhi straightened up and turned the umbrella handle quietly. Under the dim street light, looking from above, a cluster of delicate flowers bloomed in the night rain.

Although the rain was so powerful that it was unscientific.

but……

She really felt very happy.

Okay, okay, she understands.

Really fragrant.

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