I was touched by Yokohama

Chacha looked down at him.

The teenager had a baseball bat on his body, and he seemed to be running just now, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

One of the two is sitting on the tree and the other is standing under the tree.

After a few seconds of silence, the young man scratched his hair and flashed a hearty smile to Chacha.

"Good morning."

"Hello." Chacha nodded at him with a soft and quiet voice.

"You climbed the tree alone? It's really amazing." Takeshi Yamamoto didn't stop the conversation.

He was full of sincere admiration, as if he didn't notice anything wrong.

"And the branch hasn't swayed yet."

Takeshi Yamamoto smiled brightly and chatted with her curiously, the little girl stared at him silently for a while.

"What's wrong?" Takeshi Yamamoto raised his eyebrows and pointed to himself, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Chacha shook her head.

"Are you on duty today," she asked calmly, "it will be too late if you don't go."

"Huh? How did you know?" Takeshi Yamamoto was stunned for a moment, and his smile faded, "Are you also a student of Bingsheng Middle School?"

Chacha saw the sharpness hidden in his eyes under his seemingly bright and thick appearance.

"I'm not." Chacha replied, stood up, and kindly reminded again, "You're really going to be late."

Takeshi Yamamoto paused for a moment, regained his refreshing smile without haze, and waved towards Chacha.

"It seems so, what a pity.

"Then, see you next time."

As he said this, he ran at the same pace and speed as he came.

Chacha watched the back of the baseball boy heading for the school.

This place called Bingsheng is indeed not that simple.

In this world, it seems to be somewhat similar to Yokohama in my own world.

Gathered a group of human beings whose fate line is extremely important.

Is this what World Shell wants her to see?

The little girl with snow-haired blond eyes was about to jump down the tree, when suddenly a brown head with an anxious face popped out of the opposite window.

The brown-haired boy looked around, and he was instantly relieved when he saw the little white cat on the treetop looking at him with its head tilted.

"Why did you run outside?" He covered his head and sighed, "You even ran up such a tall tree."

Waking up early in the morning, I didn't see Chacha in the house, and I couldn't find it for a long time, which almost scared Tsunayoshi Sawada until his heart stopped beating.

"Meow." Chacha, who turned back into a cat in time, let out an innocent meow.

When Sawada Tsunayoshi ran downstairs and carried her home under the tree, he hurriedly put on his schoolbag and ran out of the house. He was already in a panic and could only say "I'm going to be late" and "I'll be caught by Hibari-senpai." right" or something like that.

Chacha ate the cat food made by Nana's mother, and watched Tsunayoshi Sawada stumble and run out, a hint of helplessness appeared in the chubby cat pupils.

It will fall flat like this.

"Ugh...it hurts." Sure enough, within a few seconds, Chacha heard Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice outside the door, followed by footsteps standing up and running hard.

Lopsided.

After eating the last bit of cat food, Chacha slowly stepped out her paw, and when she passed Nana Sawada, she gently rolled her ankle.

"Huh?" Nana's mother, who was doing housework, was stunned, understood something, and smiled softly, "Are you thanking me for the breakfast?"

"Meow."

"It's so cute." Nana's mother put down the housework in her hands, and lightly touched Chacha's head, a little fondly.

Chacha yawned softly, lay on the sofa and basked in the sun projected from the window.

After drying for a while, she still felt something was wrong, Chacha looked at the empty living room, ran back upstairs to Sawada Tsunayoshi's room, and went out along the window sill.

It's still a habit on the branches.

Is this also the habit of cats?

Chacha didn't want to admit that this was a habit she had cultivated, so she lay limply on the treetop, a few pink and white petals fluttered down her ears, she shook her fluffy ears, and didn't even open her eyes.

I don't know how long she lay on the ground, suddenly, there was a loud noise in her ears.

Chacha opened her eyes slightly, and glanced at the nearby alleys. She had no intention of going there, but vaguely heard words such as "pocket money" and "snacks".

Chacha thought for a while, turned back into a human form and landed on the ground, stepping on the ground, without deliberately hiding the sound of her footsteps, walked to the edge of the alley.

"This little fat man actually has so much pocket money!"

"Don't buy all the snacks and stuff them into the fat in your stomach hahahaha."

Several people seemed to find it very funny, and all laughed out loud.

The short, fat student was wearing a school uniform and huddled in the corner, with an angry expression on his face.

Chacha looked at it for a while, then slowly yawned again.

"Look quickly." One of the hooligans noticed Chacha standing at the entrance of the alley, and elbowed his companion next to him.

Being watched by a few hooligans, Chacha pretended not to notice, calmly yawned sleepily again, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Have you seen it all?" A few vicious gangsters surrounded him and asked maliciously.

They all know that most people are likely to say they didn't see it because of fear at this time.

Then they heard the little girl's soft voice: "I see, you are blackmailing me."

"Hey, you're quite courageous." One of the gangsters stretched out his hand towards Chacha's face, but before he touched it, he suddenly flew out.

The few remaining people seemed to know who it was, and their expressions became flustered: "Yes, it's Lark!"

"Why is he here!"

Chacha looked in the direction of the person who was coming. A black-haired boy in a school uniform was tall and thin, and the silver crutch in his hand gleamed coldly.

Just now he used this to blow the little bastard away.

Before the others fled in all directions, they were slapped down by Lark.

"Gather, bite and kill!"

"No no no! Chairman Skylark, we were wrong!"

Hibari Kyouya didn't pay attention to these people at all, and directly knocked out these people who dared to gather together and violate the rules.

Immediately, there was a miserable and miserable person lying on the ground.

Although the fat student who was blackmailed breathed a sigh of relief, facing Hibari Kyouya's momentum, his face was still pale and shivering.

"Yun, Senior Skylark..."

Hibari Kyouya glanced at him, the duckweed moved, but did not continue to slap the student.

"No crowds allowed."

"Okay, okay!" The fat student took a breath and relaxed a little visibly.

He picked up the schoolbag that was taken away by the gangster and dropped on the ground, buried his head and didn't dare to look at it, and ran away in a hurry.

I got back the pocket money that can be used to buy snacks.

Chacha: I'm a little envious.

What happened next seemed to have nothing to do with her.It was also unlikely that Chacha would call an ambulance for the group of people on the ground.

However, before she took a few steps, a duckweed crutch glowing with silver appeared in front of her.

Kyoumi Yunque blocked Chacha's way with a duckweed crutch expressionlessly.

"What does this mean?" Chacha looked down and blinked her round cat eyes, showing a little confusion.

"You are very strong." Hibari Kyouya's long and narrow phoenix eyes were cold and sharp, "The person during this time is you, right?"

Hibari Kyouya had already vaguely noticed a powerful presence, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't touch it.

It was as if the other party had known his actions for a long time, and avoided him perfectly every time.

But now he is still blocked.

"Fight with me," Hibari Kyouya said.

Chacha blinked her round golden eyes in a daze, and her snow-coloured, curly long hair slid down her shoulders, cute and cute.

Hibari Kyouya's eyes narrowed slightly on the girl.

He has the desire to challenge and overcome powerful existences. The girl in front of him looks so cute, and she is about the same age as him.

This was probably the first time Hibari Kyouya didn't rush up directly with the kidnapper.

"I don't want to fight." Chacha continued to yawn, and Mao'er's eyes were covered with mist.

Hibari Kyoumi paused, his eyebrows frowned slightly, hesitating a little rarely.

Of course I don't want to let it go.

He had a hunch that the existence in front of him was unexpectedly strong, and Skylark wanted to know where the limit of this strength was.

His duckweed crutches lay in front of Chacha and remained motionless. Chacha lowered her eyes and sighed.

She really doesn't want to fight.

But if she just leaves like this, Chacha is sure that this human being who is constantly chasing her own power will continue to look for her.

"Meow."

This time, Hibari Kyouya was completely stunned.

The girl with snow-haired golden eyes disappeared.

On his duckweed lap, a little milk cat with snow-white fur was stepping on.