Disciples are good, dolls are bad

After a while, he dropped the handle and lowered his eyes:

"...It's really boring to play alone." It was this sentence that made me suddenly realize that habit is really a terrible thing.

After a few days of doing nothing like this, even playing games is in a state of complete daze, so I am going to go out to make money to change my mood.

I was walking down the street with my trouser pockets in my trouser pockets, and I was bumped into by some slack kid, and the ice cream in his hand stained me all over.

"Ah, sorry!"

"Hey, brat, how are you going to compensate me? This dress is very expensive. How about selling you?" He looked down at him with a gloomy expression.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! I'll pay you, just pay you!" As he said, he hurriedly took out his wallet in a panic.

Seeing his flustered and terrified expression, someone's voice suddenly sounded in my mind:

"What's the difference between this and fraud?" This sentence was said by Ryoma.

"..." So, one second, I was still immersed in the joy of making money, but the next second, I was completely out of mood.

"Forget it, let's go."

"Ah, really, really? Thank you, thank you!" The child ran away happily, and I looked at his back quietly, feeling a sense of emptiness in my heart.

"...It's boring, let's go home."

Turning around to go home, when passing a familiar corner of the street, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the old beggar sitting there again, smiling and waving at me with a flat expression.

I glanced at him calmly, ignored him, and passed in front of him ignoring him.

"Ah, doll!" The God of Wealth who was sitting on the ground thought she would say hello, but he just gave her an indifferent look, so he hurriedly chased after her.

"What do you want to do, old man?" Didn't you hurt me enough last time?Involved me in the virtual world, since I was exiled, then don't pick me back, it makes me feel bored and not interested in playing alone now.

"Baby, um, shall uncle discuss something with you?" The smiling expression is definitely not a good thing.

"No." Every time I meet you, it's not a good thing.

"Ah, wait a minute, let me explain to you carefully, uncle! Maybe you will change your mind!" He said and chased after him.

Prince107. How Teaching Assistants Are Born

I mentioned earlier that the old man followed me back home. I walked into the apartment and slammed the door with a bang. The next second I heard the scream of the old man being hit by the door:

"Ah! It hurts!" After touching the face hit by the door, he turned the handle and pushed the door and walked in.

"Damn old man, are you a stalker? You actually followed me to my house? What on earth do you want?" I will not take in beggars.Although he said he was the God of Wealth, I didn't see him bring me any wealth. I think he was just an ordinary beggar who came to earn money.

"Ah, don't get me wrong, uncle, I just want to discuss something with you, and it's not right to talk about it, because this matter must be implemented, so let me talk to you first..."

"Tell me if you have something to say, and release it quickly." I'm not in the mood to listen to your nagging.

"That... didn't I say last time that you were exiled to a different dimension?"

"so what?"

"So... because I brought you back without authorization, the higher-ups are very angry, so... let me take you back once, and you will never be able to return to the real world."

"...What?" My head stopped for a second.

"So that means you have to go back to the previous virtual world again, and this time I can't bring you back again. If I help you again, even I will be exiled from above! So, I'm really sorry!" Quickly knelt down and apologized.

"..." I looked at his flustered and guilty expression, and remembered what he said just now. Suddenly, I didn't feel the dissatisfaction in my heart when I traveled the last time. Instead, I felt an inexplicable sense of joy, as if I was waiting for this moment.

"Baby, baby, uncle, I'm really sorry for you. In fact, I shouldn't have brought you back before, but I thought it was too pitiful for you to be exiled, so I went to save you. I didn't expect to..."

"...You don't need to say it." I turned around and stopped looking at him, but said in a low tone, "I agree."

"Huh?" He raised his head in surprise, did he hear wrong just now?

"I mean I agree to go to that world."

"Really, really? That's great! In this way, uncle, I don't have to embarrass myself!"

"Woof!" At this moment Dabai ran out from the bedroom yelling, and I suddenly remembered:

"However, the condition is..."

"Ah, condition? What condition? As long as it's an order not to be surrounded and something within my ability, uncle, I will definitely help you do it!"

"...I want to take my pet dog with me." I knelt down and stroked Dabai's fur, and Dabai licked my face.

"Huh? Just, just this? No, no problem! It's too simple!" He stood up happily, and then suddenly remembered: "However, after leaving this time, everything about you, even the fact that you once existed Once the facts of this world will all be erased, no one will remember you. Do you still... agree?"

"This has no effect on me. Anyway, I am an orphan and I don't know many people."

"Really? That's good, uncle, I'll send you there in the same way as before!"

"What? You mean I need to be struck by lightning again?" Why are the so-called time-traveling methods so old-fashioned?Can't you get a new one?

"For example, if you are afraid of pain, then I will take you there in the same way I brought you back before."

"It's too early to say, let's go."

So, I was gorgeously drawn into the Net King world again, but this time the landing place was not Tokyo, but Osaka, Kansai.

But before I could stand still, I saw a spherical object hit my face in front of me, and I felt a burst of pain for a second, and then I passed out.

"...Are you okay? Did you get hit by my ball? Do you want to call an ambulance? Or do artificial respiration first?" In the darkness, there was a vague voice, and I struggled to open my eyes, dazedly. I saw a red-haired boy approaching me with his mouth pouted and his eyes closed.

"...Little devil, what are you doing?" -_-|||

"Ah! You're awake!" Kintaro was startled, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of wine-red pupils with contemptuous eyes.

"Wow!" Dabai's voice came from beside me, I turned my head and saw it lying beside me wagging its tail.

"Ah, Dabai, have you been with me all this time?" He sat up covering his forehead, looked up and saw a few familiar looking boys standing in front of him.

"Hey, are you okay? I'm sorry, we accidentally hit you while we were playing, do you need to go to the hospital?" The person in front of me stretched out his hand, I looked at him, this guy is not from Sitianbaosi ...Kuranosuke Shiraishi?

Then he turned his head and looked at the other people beside him. They were all familiar faces.When I looked up, I saw a temple-like building with the sign of "Stop Ball Club" in front of me.

"How did you get here?" After struggling for a while, he propped himself up and stood up.

"Are you okay? If you get hit by a ball, you may have a concussion. You should go to the hospital for a checkup?" Kintaro asked.

"No, no need." Getting hit by a ball and going to the hospital?My brain isn't that fragile yet.

"Let's go for a while? It won't be good if there are sequelae. Shall we go with you? Or just call an ambulance?" Kintaro turned around beside me, making me dizzy.

"No need." There is no end.

"Go, let's go, we'll go with you. Although it's quite far from the hospital, I think it's better to go for a checkup!"

I stretched out my hand and subconsciously pulled out the samurai sword at my waist, only to realize that I was wearing the previous samurai uniform again.

"...I said no." With a gloomy expression, "If you keep pestering me, I'll chop you up!"

"Huh——!!!" Why did such a cute girl become so scary in an instant!

Sighing and retracting the knife, he turned around and looked around:

"Excuse me, can you tell me where to catch the bus to Tokyo?"

"Are you going to Tokyo? Indeed, your accent doesn't look like an Osaka native? But why did you come here? This is our school." Baishi was puzzled.

"It's a long story, and I don't want to say it." Picking my nose, "Just tell me the bus route to Tokyo."

"Hey, are you a samurai? Are you going to participate in some samurai battle? Where will it be held?" Kintaro asked tirelessly.

"Damn, this kid is really annoying." Well, in comparison, Echizen Ryoma was quieter. (Pfft, is it not appropriate for a boy to use quiet?) Thinking of Echizen Ryoma, I suddenly remembered the last goodbye I had with him.

"...Maybe...I like you..." Why did I say that sentence in the first place?Wouldn't it be embarrassing to see him now?Moreover, I still haven't figured out whether I have that kind of feeling for him... It's even more entangled.

He lowered his head and stretched out his hand to rest his forehead in a tangled state. Several people present looked at each other with doubts.

"Are you okay? Did you get a headache from being hit by the ball?" Qianye?

"...No. No, it's my personal problem... Oh, forget it." I raised my head: "By the way, you are players from Sitianbaosi, right? When does the national competition start?"

"Eh? You know we're in the tennis club? Ah, the national competition is about to start in two months." Kintaro.

"Two months... that's okay, do you need assistant coaches? I can train you in these two months and let you play against Qingxue."