Officer, she's always throwing up bento

Sunday mornings are always exceptionally bright, with the warmth of the sun in the air.

Of course, this is impossible in the place where Yuxing lives.Even though the sun was shining brightly outside at this time, there was still a darkness shrouded in the darkness of the setting sun in Wu Mi's other hall, and it was extremely lifeless.

The girl who spent many years in the laboratory of Academy City actually had no objection to this.

It would be great if Tong Mo didn't hang around her all the time——

Putting down the sharp scalpel in his hand heavily, Yu Xing glanced coldly at the smiling leader of the Bliss Cult who didn't realize that he was annoying.

"If Mr. Tong Mo is so free, why don't you help me bring some more materials back."

After a pause, the girl looked at the bloody ghost on the operating table with precision-cut limbs with almond eyes without a trace of emotion, and continued casually, "Inferior products are damaged too quickly."

Tong Mo was wearing the gorgeous and heavy teaching gown of the Bliss Cult, and a pair of radiant seven-color glazed pupils shone with different colors of light.

"Miss Xinzi is conducting these experiments to find a 'book' for Mr. Wu Mi? From yesterday to now, more than a dozen ghosts have been abandoned, right?"

The girl silently commanded the IBM black particle ghost to lift up the limbs of the evil ghost that were still moving on the operating table, opened the thick curtains and threw them out.

It's like throwing away irrelevant garbage.

Under the gaze of the girl with no expression on her face, the remaining limbs of the evil ghost with residual consciousness were shattered into ashes under the sunlight and disappeared in the wind.

Skillfully cleaning his surgical instruments with disinfectant, Yu Xing replied slowly——

"Although it's not an experiment just looking for a 'book', but to help Master Wu Mi gain immortality, I must at least understand the body structure and cytokines of ghosts, right?"

Looking straight at Tong Mo's seven-colored glazed pupils that are always compassionate, the girl's smile is a little sarcasm.

"The Ghost Killing Squad and the Mouse of the House of Death have already arrived in Tokyo. Instead of wasting my time here, Mr. Tongmo, why not think about how to deal with that mouse of Fay Odor."

There was still a damp musty smell in the temporary laboratory opened for Yu Xing, and the dull atmosphere gradually spread.

Shangxian Er suddenly showed a smile, and viscous malice attacked the girl undisguised.

"Miss Nobuko really puts on a tone of staying out of the way. You obviously have an immortal body that is more perfect than a ghost, but you are interested in some insignificant miscellaneous fish?"

The girl was drooping her eyes and carefully wiping the scalpel with alcohol cotton. Hearing that she didn't lift her eyelids, a sharp knife shot straight at Shang Xianer's neck.

Tong Mo turned slightly sideways, and the cold No. 7 scalpel stabbed firmly on the white wall behind him, leaving a concave mark.

"I'm not one of your stupid believers, don't preach to me in such a superior tone." After squinting at him, the girl turned her gaze back to the cold instrument data page.

"Hmm..." Tong Mo covered the lower half of his face with his wide sleeves, and his tone became ethereal.

"Miss Nobuko is really bad-tempered."

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As a non-noble high school, the luxurious style of Hyotei Academy is even more "noble" than noble schools.

The girl who changed into a white coat stood at the door wearing a gorgeous dress she found from Onimai Tsuji's mansion. Her exquisite and beautiful appearance looked like a flawless and precious doll, fragile and beautiful.

When everyone from the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, who also participated in club activities on weekends, came to the school, what they saw was this beautiful scene.

When the bleary-eyed Cirou raised his head from Huachi's shoulders, rubbing his eyes, he happened to see the beautiful young girl shining under the sun.

The orange-haired boy's soft cheeks puffed up slightly, and he murmured, "Ah, an angel."

Yushi Ninzu who happened to be standing next to him couldn't help rubbing his brows helplessly, worried about the naturalness of his members.

"Ci Lang, when you meet a beautiful girl, you should go up and ask for the line bravely, instead of lamenting that she looks like an 'angel' foolishly!" '

Ninzu-kun, an innocent young man who claims to be a "friend of women" but has never been in a relationship, has read all the literary novels available on the market.

Atobe Keigo, who got out of the car slowly, paused, and looked towards the direction his teammates were staring at with his noble eyes.

After seeing the girl who was wearing an exquisite and expensive handmade dress with a beautiful appearance that was hardly real, Atobe's eyes were fixed on the beautiful Latin embroidered on the hem of her skirt, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth meaning.

"It's pretty gorgeous."

Yuxing, who didn't even know that she was praised by the "Ice King" because of Onimai Tsujimu's gorgeous clothes, now only has the simple and rude idea of ​​"Handed Bazaar Osamu" in her mind.

This guy used the stupid reason that "dogs are the most disgusting thing in the world" to persuade the girl to come to Bingdi and work with him to find the pet dog in Earl D's shop that can only fulfill other people's wishes.

But Dazai, the bastard, was already half an hour late!

The access control system of Ice Emperor Academy is quite strict.As a non-school student, Yue Tui Yuxing, it is absolutely impossible to step into the school without the guarantee of others.

That's why she stood under the sun and waited.

There are few people at the entrance of Bingdi on weekends. After finally waiting for someone to come, they found that it was a group of sports teenagers carrying tennis bags.

You Xing squinted her eyes, and her good memory allowed her to pull out the name of the boy with purple-gray hair, color and tear mole from her brain at the first time - Keigo Atobe.

Osamu Dazai previously said that there might be "books" in the Hyotei Academy, and the girl investigated the historical background of the school just in case.

As a result, almost two-thirds of the entries about Ice Emperor on the Internet revolve around this student named "Atobe".

The eldest son of one of the three Japanese chaebol families, Akashi should know him, right?This is what Yuxing thought at the time.

Now that she saw her in person, the girl didn't have any special mood swings.

But since I met the students of Ice Emperor's headquarters, it's okay to ask them about the situation.

——Although he hasn't been in school for long, it's hard not to be remembered for Dazai Osamu's outstanding face and demeanor.

Facing the elegant and decent girl walking towards them, even a "female friend" like Ren Zu couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Hey, if he read it right, isn't the dress the other party is wearing the work of that Italian haute couture designer that Atobe likes very much? !

Renzu swears that most of the private servers of Keigo Atobe he has seen have that expensive cursive Latin embroidered on them.

Seeing the way she walked over... she didn't come to look for Atobe, did she?

Ninzu-kun, who is a Tucao servant, quietly cast his eyes on his "glamorous" friend, and as expected, he saw that he had put his finger on the gorgeous tear mole, with a look of "she looks for it" It must be me".

Judging from the many years of friendship between Ninzu Yuuji and Atobe, even if he just praised him as "gorgeous", but judging from his many previous convictions, if the girl came to confess, she would definitely tell her in half a minute. was rejected.

Tsk tsk, this is the pain that a girl in Huaichun must go through.

Standing still in front of the teenagers in the tennis club, the girl glanced over their faces one by one, and finally picked a question that looked pleasing to the eye——

"Excuse me, do you know Osamu Dazai?"

Ho Chotarou, who didn't expect the girl to talk to him, was stunned, his silver-white hair shining brightly under the sunlight.

He replied somewhat at a loss, "Ah...Tai, Dazai-kun, although I have heard of him, I don't know him, sorry QAQ"

At the end, the kind-hearted boy who was habitually guilty even bowed to her apologetically, and Ryo Arato, who couldn't stand it anymore, gave a "tsk" to her.

He approached the two of them without hesitation, raised his hand and pushed Feng's head upwards, and said in an unhappy tone, "The others are just asking, why are you apologizing?"

Seeing his partner scratching his head embarrassingly, and the tennis boy with a dark face and an unhappy look, there was no wave in You Xing's calm eyes, as if he didn't care what they were saying.

Keigo Atobe, who was on the sidelines, slowly put down his right hand that was close to the mole, frowned and spoke to the girl with unique beauty.

"Osamu Dazai is my classmate, what can you do with him?"

After hearing that the girl was asking about the Dazai Osamu who started a bloodbath as soon as the Ice Emperor came, and who was full of love to the girls but didn't confirm the relationship with another one, Shinozu's figure had already become stiff.

He looked at this beautiful girl with eyes full of heartbroken sighs, and even his hands that were about to move had the urge to shake the water out of the "missing girl".

- sober up!Osamu Dazai's support club at school alone has so many people that one mouthful of saliva can drown you!

And when Atobe spoke to the girl, the look he looked at him with patience has changed to the look of looking at "the bad guy who is helping King Huaxin Haiwang".

After hearing Atobe's words, Yuxing pondered for a while, and then showed him a perfect polite smile.

"I'm a friend of Osamu Dazai, and I have an appointment with him today. But I don't know what happened..."

After thinking about it for a while, the girl said hesitantly to the boys in the tennis club, "He's already 10 minutes late."

She gave Osamu Dazai a wink in front of everyone without any trace, and Yu Xing's face was full of "an innocent and poor girl who still thinks about the other party after being rejected".

There was no need to interrupt, all the enthusiastic and kind-hearted teenagers in the tennis club had volunteered to wait for her to visit the ice emperor first, as if they forgot that it was their beloved minister who was talking to her.

Atobe tapped his tear mole with his fingers, paused for a moment on the girl's gorgeous skirt, and finally nodded dispensable.

"In that case, let's take you in first."

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Uncle Atobe, I was in tears.

ps. Because "Hong Kong/Black" has now become a blocked word, if any bug-catching little angels see the frame, please remind me, I probably forgot to change it.

感谢在2020-12-0213:03:45~2020-12-0318:20:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the art of killing 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: born as a human, a bottle of absolutely poor households;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!