On when Echizen will reveal his vest

Belmode took off his helmet and looked at Ryoma carefully.

Apparently a little surprised by his sudden arrival, the boy's cat pupils stared round.

so cute.

Belmode cried out in his heart.

Just thinking about the identity of this child, I couldn't help feeling weird.

Are you sure it's Gin's kid?

"Hi, Boy."

Belmode didn't show his face, he waved enthusiastically at Ryoma, and while the boy wasn't paying attention, he pinched the boy's still fat cheek.

Feeling the greasy touch on his hand, Belmode was taken aback, he really is a young man, which is really enviable.

"Hi." Belmode raised his eyebrows and looked at Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro frowned and glanced at Belmode, a trace of unkindness flashed in his eyes, "Why are you here?"

After realizing that Ryoma who ate the tofu blushed and covered his face, he looked at the silver-haired woman in front of him with shame and indignation, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Belmode rolled his eyes, and before answering, Toru Amuro preempted him, "It's my friend."

Belmode looked at Tsuru Amuro in surprise, realized something, and nodded.

His slender and fair arms rested lazily on Toru Amuro's body, and he looked at Ryoma, his red lips slightly parted, "You can call me Wynyard, of course, I can accept it if you call me sister."

After all, he blinked lightly.

Toru Amuro didn't want to remind Belmode, an American.

If Ryoma calls your sister, then Gin is from your father's generation, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. When Ryoma asked the question just now, he was afraid that Belmode would answer some questions that should not be answered. He subconsciously answered the question first.

Fortunately, Ryoma had no doubts.

On the contrary, the women Ryoma has known since childhood or the female friends he has grown up with are mainly introverted, gentle or calm. How can there be a sexy beauty like Belmode who is full of charm.

The young man who couldn't stand the teasing couldn't help but blush, "You're still far behind."

In Belmode's eyes, the boy was like a hopping cat, he was cuter than his father Gin by more than one block, it was like throwing away a few Champs Elysees.

"Have you finished playing? Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner." Belmode blinked and looked at Toru Amuro hintingly.

Toru Amuro understood that this woman was here to inquire about gossip.

"We are going to play another round." Toru Amuro said nonchalantly.

"Huh? But I'm hungry." Ryoma looked innocently at Toru Amuro.

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach growled in a very tacit understanding.

Toru Amuro covered his face helplessly, well, it's for nothing.

"Okay, I always have a big meal after exercising."

Belmode patted Amuro Toru's shoulder, and said carelessly: "Since the children are hungry, let's go eat."

Couldn't bear to starve Ryoma, Toru Amuro had no choice but to nod.

Putting away the racket, the three of them pushed the scooter to the place to eat.

Looking at the young man who was walking ahead, whose figure was elongated by the setting sun, Belmode punched Amuro Toru's shoulder jokingly, "Why didn't you let me answer just now, did you have a ghost in your heart?"

Too lazy to deal with Belmode, Toru Amuro said helplessly: "Gin won't let Ryoma touch the world, so you'd better talk less about organization-related things."

Thinking of Qin Jiu being cruel and merciless all his life, but never expecting to be so gentle in his heart?Belmode snorted ironically, "It's really selfish."

After hearing this, Amuro stopped, looked warily at Belmode, whose mouth was full of sarcasm, and his usually relaxed tone became extremely serious, "Absinthe, how much hatred do you have for the organization, how much do you have for gin?" How much hatred, it has nothing to do with Ryoma, you should know."

Belmode snorted, "As expected of Bourbon, he always sees so clearly."

She didn't have any hatred for Ryoma's child in her heart, but she didn't have a good grasp of her emotions, but she didn't expect Bourbon's response to be so fierce, even Nicholas.

She's kind of interested.

At the dinner table, Belmode kept adding vegetables to Ryoma's plate.

"No need, I've had enough." Looking at the food piled up as high as a hill in front of him, Long Ma was a little at a loss.

This Miss Wynyard is too enthusiastic.

"It's okay. I heard from Amuro that you are a tennis player. You are very tired playing tennis. You should eat more." Bellmode looked at Ryoma gently.

Toru Amuro, who had seen Belmode's face changing just now, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, she deserves to be the Witch with Thousand Faces.

Ryoma couldn't refuse the lady's enthusiasm, so he nodded.

"Ryoma, from the moment I saw you, I felt that you were very similar to your father."

Belmod rested his cheek with one hand, and looked at Ryoma leisurely.

Hearing this sentence, Ryoma and Toru Amuro choked together and couldn't help coughing.

Ryoma coughed until his eyes turned red and looked at Belmode suspiciously, "Have you seen my father?"

How does he feel that Echizen Minamijiro's appearance rate is so high these two days?

"That's right." Belmode nodded, and there seemed to be a flash of memory in his eyes, "It's just that you look a little different from your father."

Thinking of his big foot-picking guy, Longma nodded in agreement, "They all say I look like my mother."

Seeing Toru Amuro looking at him in warning, Belmode raised his eyebrows helplessly.

I am not allowed to understand gossip?

While the three of them were chatting, danger came quietly.

"he's inside"

Gojo Sukuna, a senior member of the Green King Clan, looked at the waiter in front of him.

The waiter is holding a mobile phone, which shows the game "Jungle" developed by the Green Clan.

Ordinary members can accumulate their own points and upgrade their level by completing the tasks assigned above.

And the photo of Ryoma is published on this mission, the name of the mission is: Find the Colorless King.

Seeing the waiter nodded, Gojo Sukuna snorted.

He came to meet this kid first, and helped the king to test whether this young man was qualified to enter the chessboard.

In the room, Toru Amuro and Belmode, who were eating, suddenly stopped their chopsticks, looked outside the door, and then looked at each other in unison, murderous.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the two people in front of him stop moving at the same time, Ryoma looked at them suspiciously.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

"Get down!" Toru Amuro overturned the table and rushed towards Ryoma. Belmode flipped over and took out the gun in his hand to aim at the door.

Then a young man stood proudly outside the door holding a strange sickle, with a green light still shining on the sickle.

For people with unknown abilities, the boy is like a cosplayer who just left the manga exhibition.

Ryoma held Toru Amuro's shoulders and looked towards the door, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Another superpower?

"I am Gojo Sukuna, a clan member of the Green King."

Gojo Sukuna carried a sickle on his back, raised his chin and looked at Ryoma who was being protected by a man, "You are the colorless king Echizen Ryoma? Are you nothing more than that?"

"Little friend, didn't your parents tell you not to break into other people's rooms at will?"

Although Belmode's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard Ryoma's name, he still cautiously looked at the boy in front of him.

The young man was surrounded by murderous looks, and he was by no means an ordinary person.And the sickle in his hand is too strange.

"Ha, what are you?" Gojo Sukuna looked at the woman in front of him and frowned.

"Mr. Amuro, the person he is looking for is me." Ryoma touched the hand that was tightly clenched on his shoulder by Anshi Toru, and motioned Anshi Toru to let go of him.

Toru Amuro, as a policeman of the Tokyo Public Security Bureau, has naturally heard of the existence of kings and supernatural powers.But it's the first time I've seen it.

and.

Ryoma is the colorless king?

The so-called seventh king?

At this time, I don't care what kind of colorless king he is.

"Ryoma, run."

"Mr. Amuro, trust me." Ryoma grabbed Toru Amuro's arm and looked at him firmly.

"Bourbon, what the hell is this?" Belmode, who was scratched by the scythe, covered his shoulders and frowned, looking at the scythe in the boy's hand.

What the hell is this?

"Oh? Is it an ordinary person?"

Gojo Sukuna said in surprise, then looked at Echizen Ryoma who stood up, "Don't you have a clan yet? It's really pitiful."

"You, you are disgusting! It seems that your king is not much better!" Longma stared fiercely at the boy in front of him.

Once again, someone hurt his friend in front of him.

"Mr. Amuro, help Miss Wynyard to go behind me." Ryoma glanced at Toru Amuro lightly.

The demeanor around the boy suddenly became strong and dangerous, even unhuman.

Amuro was taken aback, and nodded.

"Bourbon, what are you doing?"

Belmode frowned and looked at Bourbon. She didn't know the existence of supernatural powers, and she didn't even understand why Bourbon wanted Ryoma to rush forward.

"Absinthe, trust Ryoma." Toru Amuro said softly, looking at the figure of the young man in front of him.

"So I'm going to fight the Colorless King?"

Gojo Sukuna clenched the sickle in his hand, and looked at Ryoma provocatively, "If I win you, my points will increase a lot."

"You're still a long way off!"

Ryoma stared closely at the boy in front of him, his anger seemed to have swept away his reason, "Supernatural power—the world of ice!"

Gojo Sukuna, who didn't expect Echizen Ryoma's ability to be on par with him, was surprised for a second, and slashed at the ice that followed with his sickle.

Ryoma gave Gojo Suku a surprised look, and whistled, "Not bad."

Gojo Sukuna, who was forced by the young man's calm and breezy appearance, slashed down with a scythe.

"Good timing." Ryoma said in his heart, and a flash touched the boy, "No qualifications in the world."

"Extraordinary ability - Bingfeng."

Wujo Sukuna, who suddenly lost his supernatural power, was forced to fall to the ground. Before he realized what happened, he was nailed to the wall by the ice peak that followed.

"I underestimated you, what is your ability?" Gojo Sukuna's arm fell into the ice, and he frowned at Echizen Ryoma.

I didn't expect the colorless king to be so powerful this time.

"Oh, you should be far behind." Ryoma looked at the boy with disdain, and then turned to look at the two people who were shocked in place.

"Are you all right, Wynyard?" Ryoma looked worriedly at the wound on Belmod's arm.

"Ryoma, what is the clan member he said, don't you have one?" Belmode asked.

Although she just listened to Tohru Amuro popularizing the matter of the king, she is just very interested in the supernatural power in the boy's hands.

Ryoma frowned slightly and shook his head.

He has yet to find a suitable clan member.

"Think about me?"

Belmod raised his wavy hair with his hands, blinked at Ryoma, and curled his mouth, "So, my wound still hurts."

If you have the ability to heal yourself, then the members of the clan inherit your ability and may also have the ability to heal.

The kind and simple Ryoma nodded.

After all, Miss Wynyard was hurt because of herself.

"Ryoma, don't agree so quickly!" Toru Amuro said helplessly while supporting his forehead.

Clan membership is very important to the king.

"Why not, are you envious?" Belmode folded his arms around his chest and looked at Toru Amuro.

Ryoma, caught in the middle, could only helplessly look at Gojo Sukuna who was nailed to the door.

"Let go of me quickly!" Gojo Sukuna screamed as he was nailed into the ice, "If it doesn't work, let's do another game."

"Don't worry, you can't beat me again."

The corner of Ryoma's slightly raised mouth was pulled down abruptly when he looked at the person walking from the door.

Why is it him again?