I am forced to collect

The moon in the sky is round, like a silver plate.

The sea water is blue, like the sky.

Whenever my sister encounters the question of "making metaphorical sentences" in her homework, I always tell her this.

The child will definitely squirm and shout unhappily, "My sister is perfunctory again" and "Come and go are these two metaphors".

I don't get angry when she is so young, with her teeth and claws open and her face rosy, I just think it is cute.

When I was a child, I was always tired of wasting time when writing this kind of questions. If I can save trouble, I will definitely choose the trouble-saving method.My father and mother will not teach me about my studies. Even if they have nothing to do, they seem to be too lazy to take care of me.

Fortunately, grocery shopping, cooking, washing and washing dishes are all easy to do. I learn things quickly and don't need others to take care of me.

A long time ago, when my mother ate the food I cooked, she casually praised "Xiaoyan is very good at taking care of people".

My mother's red nail polish smelled like the cheap fragrance from the hair salon. If it was mixed with the hard-to-clean smell from the kitchen range hood, it would probably be even more pungent.

However, the mother would not allow herself to be exposed to this smell.

Being good at caring is an amazing gift, and I always feel a rare sense of pride every time I recognize it in myself.I don't have any amazing talent, but with this talent, I can't help but feel lucky that life will indeed give you the chance to continue living in infinite possibilities.

Thanks to this, I allowed my sister to go through the most vulnerable baby period smoothly, and thanks to this, I was able to make friends by accident, and when I worked with random groups, I would not be rejected.

I was actually able to write this article myself today, which shows that my memory is not bad, and it is also a happy thing that I have not forgotten many things because of too many recent incidents.

—— "Chunyan Diary"

Oda Sakunosuke was standing outside the fence of Sawada's house. He had no expression on his face. No matter how picky the employer saw the man's posture at this time, he would think that he was a trustworthy bodyguard and a special person who could arrange tasks. the executor.

The next second, he suddenly jumped backwards and took out the double guns in the holster under his armpit.

A bullet hit the place where he was standing, and the shrapnel symbolizing death got stuck in the crack of the concrete floor.

"Ciao~" The little baby in a black suit held a special pistol in one hand, and waved at Oda Sakunosuke with the other hand, as if to say hello.

Odasaku retracted the weapon in his hand, bowed his head respectfully to his seniors and said, "Good morning, Mr. Reborn."

Reborn's dark eyes couldn't reflect any emotion, the gun in his hand turned into his pet chameleon crawling back on his head, seemingly unintentionally said: "The genius with the ability to predict the future I thought I was in Yokohama , but that person should be a few years younger than you now."

Oda Sakunosuke's expression remained unchanged and he did not speak.

It happened that the door of Sawada's house was pushed open at this time, and his mistress was enthusiastically sent to the door by Mrs. Sawada.The small-looking young girl seemed to be still very unaccustomed to Mrs. Sawada's kindness. Standing next to Nana Sawada, she looked a little nervous.

"I'm bothering you today." She lowered her head and said shyly to Nana Sawada.

"It's nothing, I'm very happy that Tsuna has a cute girl as a friend." Mrs. Sawada smiled lightly, pointing to her son who was following behind her, "Gangna must have troubled you at school."

Chunyan looked at the boy hiding behind Sawada Nana, he seemed to feel extremely helpless and embarrassed by his mother's speech, shyly turned his head and refused to look directly at the girl's eyes, when they looked at each other inadvertently, those clean, The brown eyes that seem to hide soft clouds will quickly avert their eyes.

Indecisive and weak, this is the label given to him by many people in the school who hate "waste material".

"Don't worry, Mrs. Sawada, I will take good care of Sawada-san. I will never let him be eaten by monsters, nor will he be hidden by gods or haunted by ghosts." Chunyan held Nana Sawada's hand and said seriously explain.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Hi!"

Seeing this, Sakunosuke Oda, who was not far away and could clearly observe what happened, walked quickly to Chunyan's side and patted her on the head, "Don't bully Chief Sawada."

Chunyan covered her head, and looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada with an expression of "Chief Judaime, please stand up for me and don't kill me".

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood behind his mother, not daring to say too much about Vongola, and finally looked back with an expression of "Don't call me the leader of Judaime and I will not inherit Vongola".

Sawada Nana looked at the two children with big eyes and small eyes, but when she insisted on not speaking, she showed a slight smile again.

After leaving Sawada's house, Haruyan began to share with Odasaku all the information collected by Sawada Tsunayoshi and Gokuji Hayato.

"According to them, there are too many people who want to harm Mayumi Hanazawa." Chunyan said slowly, "Mr. Hanazawa is a member of parliament is the main reason, because it is not ruled out that there are people who hate the member's father and hurt his daughter. "

"But I think the candidates are more likely to be concentrated in the relevant personnel of the school, so I asked Nagi—ah, a friend I met last time, to help me check it out. Saito, the first girl who was injured, was a friend of Mayumi , and the beautiful girl who was pushed down the stairs with the least injuries has publicly punished Saito many times." Chunyan said, flipping through the subway lines with her mobile phone.

Oda made it clear, "Do you want to go to the girl with the least injury first?"

"Don't worry, I'll let her tell you everything." Chunyan nodded, then asked again, "Is there anything wrong with Huaze's house?"

"With your technique, that girl should still be able to breathe a sigh of relief." Oda Sakunosuke's expression was calm, "There is no trace of inquiring or intrusion, and the previous intruder seems to have given up. In addition, Is there anything new to say?"

"Ms. Sawada, it's really great. The desserts she made are delicious. The Mafia knows how to find a wife, and I want one too." Chun Yan immediately added a speech.

"..."

Oda Sakunosuke has always been serious, and even lowered his head to think seriously, following Chun Yan's train of thought and said: "There are also mafias who can't find their wives, and we have a lot of them. The leader seems to have strange hobbies."

"Oda Saku was originally staying at..." Chunyan stopped in the middle of speaking.

Not far away from her sight, squatting next to a Shiba Inu was a man with a sad face. He was wearing a sportswear that made people complain, and he was wearing a white scarf. Standing next to him was a man with emerald green eyes. The woman showed a disgusted expression.

The man noticed the gaze, and raised his head sharply for a moment, and when he found out that it was Chunyan, he quickly showed a "big thing is bad" expression.

He was about to run away, when Chunyan saw this and immediately shouted: "Oda Zuku!"

Oda Sakunosuke took out his gun and hit the opponent's leg before Haruyan shouted. His marksmanship has always been very good, and he never worried about the situation where he wanted to hit the leg but hit the heart.

It's a pity that that man is also a god, and he is also a martial god with beautiful skills.

Yato quickly flashed the bullet, and said the name of his artifact, "Companion!"

The woman who didn't understand what happened turned into a dagger without a gauntlet, and was held in the hand of her divine master.

Hey, Chunyan thought, it's not the girl she saw before.

Moreover, the man's dress is also different from last time. If Chun Yan had to choose, the simple and spacious men's kimono dress last time obviously looks more normal.

Chunyan frowned subconsciously, "You bastard—"

Before she could finish speaking, Yetou stepped forward in a breakdown and covered Chunyan's mouth with his hands.His icy blue eyes were filled with signals for help, and a special scent of his own suddenly approached Chunyan, reminding her of the grass leaves mixed with mud and dew in the misty forest in the deep mountains in the morning.

(The soundtrack is still there. She must not be aware of what I might have done.)

Yato saw that the person who almost attacked him just now seemed to want to kill him, and saw the girl whose hands were covered by him blink her eyes, her clear black eyes seemed to say "I know what you mean".

Wumingshen was hesitant to let go, but his artifact had already thrown countless questions in the ocean of consciousness that made it difficult for him to deal with.

"Mr. Yato! What's going on! Why are you being chased and beaten by this girl!" the voice asked her divine master anxiously in the ocean of consciousness.

Yato remained silent, holding a trace of luck, and slowly let go of his hand.

"You—" Yetou was about to continue explaining, when he saw the girl showing a disgusted expression for some reason the moment he let go, wiping her mouth vigorously with her hand as if wiping away some disgusting feeling of dirt.

Yato: "?"

"Mr. Yato has sweaty hands..." the voice said in a low voice.

Yato, who has been disliked many times by his own artifact: "Hey!!"

Oda Sakunosuke quickly handed Haruyan a pack of tissues, and then looked at Yato blankly, but this reaction was even more irritating, and in Yato's view, it was better to react more.

"You masters and servants are all the same! The same!" Ye Dou said angrily.