[Comprehensive] It's not that there is a problem with the way I make friends

The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing night.

Of course, he still wouldn't do such a thing as murder.

Even if he is serious, he can exterminate all human beings within three days, but in essence, he has no interest in becoming the Kami Sama of the new world or the world-destroying Great Demon King.

Rather, secretly, he has actually saved the world more than once.

So, what is the purpose of Saiki Kusuo, the strongest superpower in the world, sneaking up in the place where the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is temporarily holding prisoners?

The answer is simple, he wants to use his superpowers to do something.

For example, erasing something from the mind of a certain Stoka who has been peeking under his eyes, skin, bottom, and cheeks for a whole, whole, one, year.

The temperature of his body surface dropped below zero, and the invisible Saiki Kusuo directly entered the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Unhindered all the way.

A yellow crowbar, like a banana, gradually took shape in his hands.Although from the outside, this tool is cartoony and naive, but it still has various limitations.But it doesn't matter, just knock a few more times depending on the situation.

Anyway, the list of victims has been asked by Yuejian.

He is useless.

Before Saiki Kusuo revealed the signature shadow of the villain, as there were more and more police officers on the route, he also 'heard' a strange thing from his passive telepathy.

By the way, he is now walking on the ceiling with his head down, yes, just like the well-known shonen manga "Naruto".

"Hey, dead!"

It seems that there is no need for him to appear.The yellow crowbar disappeared from his hands little by little. Qi Mu looked at the direction of the crowd gathering on the other side of the prison. The personnel in the protective suits of the forensic team had already started to dismantle the scene, and the corpse had already been transported away.

"...Keep your voice down!" The male police officer who spoke had a very honest face, and he was definitely a rare animal in today's Metropolitan Police Department, which is either elite or vicious.

Moreover, it seems that she also has a pure love for the female police officer who is her partner.

"How did you die... I was really talking stupid. Being locked in a single prison, the only possibility is suicide." The beautiful female policewoman Hua said so, but she was honestly suspicious in her heart.

[That's what I said, but it's a little too weird. ]

"It was suicide, that's right. On the night after... he left, he took advantage of the time to change clothes and hanged himself with a suit and tie."

[Fortunately, no accident happened when Teacher Liushen was around... Although it is not good to think so, it is a life after all.However, it is hard to feel sympathy for this kind of serial killer who kills without batting an eyelid. ]

"...There is no other possibility?"

"After the appraisal, the forensic doctor also said that there was nothing strange. The traces of hanging were normal, and the body was clean, with no traces of drugs." The male police officer didn't take the other party's question to heart at all, and smiled casually.

"Besides, do you think it is possible to lurk into the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, kill people and then leave without disturbing anyone?"

Saiki: [No, it is possible.Now, there is a person staring at you above your head! ]

"It's true." The female police officer was completely convinced by the second half of the sentence.

In her heart, she didn't think that anyone in this world would be able to do such an 'outrageous' thing.

Qi Mu: [Actually, there are many outrageous things in this world, but you don’t know it. ]

At least, Qi Mu knew that, except for him who walked in with superpowers, no one could do what the male police officer said.

Even, that person doesn't have super powers.

So, sometimes humans are really scary.

After confirming that that person can no longer bring harm to his little friend, Saiki Kusuo resolutely teleported and disappeared in place.

From beginning to end, no one noticed.

After returning home, Qi Mushun listened to Zhao Qiaoyuejian's heartbeat.

Well, that's fine, that's normal.

Yue Jian with a normal heartbeat: "..."

"Wait, Brother Zhen, what did you say?"

"Why didn't I know when you had a deaf problem."

Gin that had been prepared stood by his bed with his back to Yuejian, opened the closet door, picked out clothes for him to go out in twos and twos, and threw it on Zhaoqiao who was still sitting on the bed with a dazed face.

He ordered loudly, "Get up."

Pulling off the clothes covering his head and face, Qin Jiu had already walked out of his room without looking back.Yue Jian looked back at the sky and the alarm clock again, the sky was still dark, and the time was only four o'clock, which was more than an hour before his usual time to get up.

As we all know, once a person's biological clock and its laws change slightly, it is difficult to adapt to it for a while.

At least for now, Yuejian has the urge to lie back under the covers and sleep again.But even in his not-so-sane mind, it wasn't such a good idea.

OK, get up.

Throwing off the quilt resignedly, shivering from the cold air in the early morning, Yue Jian hurriedly fished out the clothes and put them on one by one.After washing up, when he walked down to the second floor, he heard the sound of gin coming from the entrance again.

"come over."

In order to separate it from Zhaoqiao Zhai as much as possible, Gin usually does not appear in front of people, and basically does not wear the black lacquer that is standard with the organization in Zhaoqiao Zhai.

Today, he was wearing a camel-colored overcoat, a light-colored shirt, and suit pants of the same color. His silver-white long hair was loosely tied. He didn't wear a top hat, but wore a pair of flat glasses with silver-rimmed square frames on his face.

Although his expression was impatient, he didn't have the murderous look of choosing someone and devouring him. Even if he kept the vodka in front of him, he still wouldn't recognize that the person in front of him was his elder brother.

Even though he is already the well-deserved No. [-] killer in the organization, it doesn't mean that Gin Jiu has the arrogant appearance he is now when he debuted.For a profession that licks blood at the edge of a knife, this level of cross-dressing is a skill that comes easily.

On the contrary, now, because there is no need to be so careful, the perennial black windbreaker has become his trademark.People in the organization are used to his current appearance. Under the blind spot of thinking, if they see a person with a similar face but completely different clothes and temperament, at most they will only think of the similarity, not the person himself.

It is more likely that they just ignored it without paying attention at all.

Yue Jian was already used to Gin's cross-dressing, and his eyes fell on the car keys in his hand.

Until he sat in the passenger seat and the car slid out of Zhaoqiaozhai for a certain distance, his mind didn't turn around a bit.

So, Brother Zhen went out with him?

For the first time in ten years?

He thought about it slowly, and then involuntarily, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Shut down that stupid look of yours."

Instead of driving his own car, he casually drove a not-so-high-profile car out of the garage of Zhaoqiao House. Gin, who was used to driving with a cigarette in his mouth, touched his body, took out his cigarette case, and glanced at the car. Glancing at Yue Jian beside her, she stuffed it back again.

"It's just a little surprised." Yuejian smiled, feeling that the drowsiness of getting up an hour earlier was better.

Seeing that brother Zhen was addicted to cigarettes, he felt that he was not coquettish, so he asked naturally: "There is no cigarette lighter in the car, brother Zhen, are you on fire?"

Glancing at Yue Jian, who looked natural but was actually still sluggish and not awake at all, Gin tapped lightly on the steering wheel with his fingers, narrowing his narrow eyes slightly behind the lens: "It's in my left-hand trouser pocket. "

With a confused mind and no idea that gin can be completely self-reliant, Yue Jian loosened the seat belt on his body, shortly took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it for him, and then sat down obediently again.

...Sure enough, I haven't woken up yet, I'm stupid.

The faint smell of tobacco swirled around in the mouth, and then spit it out directly.Immediately afterwards, Gin mercilessly lowered the windows on both sides.

The wind in the early morning was so cold that it was a bit scratchy, and Yuejian who was blowing his face suddenly shivered.

Rubbing his temples, his brain, which couldn't move because of getting up early, finally began to find something called thinking.

Then he remembered the feat of getting into Brother Zhen's arms to touch the lighter just now.

It's not enough to be shy, the two have already seen each other's most embarrassing side.It's not once or twice to strip Brother Zhen naked and bandage him with medicine. In the past, I was often stripped naked by Brother Zhen and thrown into the bathroom to wash.They're all men, and there's nothing to be ashamed of, to be honest.

It's just that his behavior just now was really... so stupid that he couldn't describe it in words.

"Finally sober?" Seeing Yue Jian wishing she could cover her face, Qin Jiu sneered.

Eyes fluttering, Yue Jian forcibly changed the subject: "Where is this going?"

Without laughing at the brat again, Gin Jiu took the words: "Where do you want to go to the place where you will be given firearms training."

Yuejian also sensibly didn't ask why Gin didn't mention it when he found out that he had a talent for shooting, but delayed until now.This is simply unscientific for Brother Zhen who is particularly ruthless when teaching mixed martial arts.

Stretched out the cigarette with his left hand to shake the ash, then rested his elbow on the lowered car window, Gin held the steering wheel with the other hand, with a calm expression.

It's more expressionless than calm.

Fuck his 'it's a good thing that the talent of sniping is not useful', since he has the talent, he should dig it out as much as possible.Thinking of Yue Jian's ability that was once idle by him, Qin Jiu was not in a good mood.

Since you have the conditions, you should learn it. Whether it is useful or not is another matter if you learn it, but at least when you really encounter danger, you can have an extra guarantee to protect yourself.

As for the trouble after using the gun, it was not a troublesome thing for the Usami family.

It's a very simple truth, but my mind seemed to be confused before, and I didn't think of it at all.

After 10 minutes, the vehicle turned into a hidden underground parking lot.

The experienced hand cleaned the filter, and Gin led Yue Jian to a small door.

A bodyguard in a black suit stood at the door as if he hadn't seen them, allowing them to push the door and go in.

Behind the door is a small room. There is a person sitting behind the desk. The newspapers are erected so that his face cannot be seen.

Just like the bodyguard outside the door, he sat motionless, completely ignoring the two people passing by.

"The boss here is one of my informants, so you can rest assured."

The special profession of killer allowed him to accumulate a lot of contacts of this kind in his short career, and they were all outside the control of the organization.These people also know nothing about the organization, which is why he is willing to bring Yuejian here.

The two entered another room full of guns and ammunition. Gin didn't think much, so he chose one and handed it to Yuejian.

"Try it."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yue Jian imitated Gin's posture and held the gun in his hand.

"The directivity is good, but we still need to try a few more."

Grabbing Yue Jian's hand holding the gun in his palm, he looked at it repeatedly.Tsukimi's hands are not the petite type, and can basically fit most ordinary pistols.This shows that, at least for practice, he doesn't have to prepare a lady's pistol and bullets.

However, the fact that the lady's pistol is small and easy to carry is enough to make Gin consider preparing one for Yuejian.

Yuejian knew nothing about Gin's murderous thoughts, and enthusiastically tried all the guns he handed over.

No matter how calm his temper is, Yuejian is a boy after all, so it is natural to be fascinated by these things.

"Pick the one that feels most comfortable to you."

Without thinking too much, Yue Jian picked up one of the black ones.

"Beretta, you have a good eye." Seeing that he chose his usual model, Gin finally felt a little happier.With a snort, he lifted his chin, "Go, go to the shooting range and try."

By the time the two of them left the shooting range hidden in the busy city, there was already a gleam of light in the east.

"All the procedures of this shooting range are formal, and it is a membership system, which is relatively safe. You can come here by yourself in the future."

All guns and ammunition are recorded, even if the Metropolitan Police Department makes a surprise inspection, it will not find any illegal places.The boss also has contacts in the Metropolitan Police Department, otherwise this place could not be so safe and reliable.

It can be said that apart from the fact that the boss has connections with people in the dark world like Gin, everything here is no longer legal and compliant.

Gin put away the box with the gun in his hand in the back seat. He 'borrowed' it back for Yuejian to disassemble and familiarize himself with, and he will return it later.However, in a few days, he will be able to get something for Yuejian from other channels, so it doesn't matter if he makes a little effort now.

If it weren't for Yue Jian who is still a minor, he could have gone through formal channels, after all, it was only for self-defense.Unlike him, the barrel didn't cool down that year.

"Stop the bow."

On the way back, Qin Jiu suddenly spoke.At first, he thought it didn't matter, he just let this kid have a place to entertain, so he let it go.

Now that we look at things from a different angle, the archery is bulky, inconvenient to carry, not as lethal as a gun at a long range, not as good as a sword at a short range, or even a small utility knife, which basically does not play much role in actual combat. He finds it extremely annoying.

"It's not impossible."

After hesitating for a while, Yue Jian complied with the request.Originally, his archery training was basically in a half-stop state. If it was completely stopped, the only thing to consider was his credits.

It is not impossible to participate in the competition as before, but no matter how talented you are, without long-term training, it is not easy to get the first place in the country in the fierce competition.

If you can't get the first place, it's meaningless.

It's not that he, like Zhengjiang, has the idea of ​​absolute victory.It's just that since the training has stopped, it is equivalent to giving up this sport.It is really unnecessary to compete with other hard-working people for an unknown ranking purely for credits.

"However, the winter competition has already submitted your name. After participating in this competition, you can retire."

"Then you will take extra time to practice shooting this month, and arrange the time for me to take a look when you go back."

The gin flicked the ashes, and the eyes under the frame were peaceful that no one else could see. "I have a task next month. Before that, you must reach the level where you can practice independently."

Without showing any sign of Gin's uncompromising way of squeezing his time further, Tsukimi cared about another thing he cared about every year.

"What about the Chinese New Year?"

"I'll come back next year." Gin Jiu gave the same answer as every year before, without giving him any room to persuade him again.

The little ghost also wants to celebrate the New Year with his family, so what does it mean for him to follow.He also knew that as long as he nodded, this guy would definitely find time to rush back from Usami House in Kanagawa, even if it was just a short gathering.

However, there's no need to waste time.

Anyway, the so-called Chinese New Year has no meaning to him.The only thing worthy of praise is that generally no one will make trouble at that time, so he will relax a little bit.

Listening to the answer that hasn't changed at all for ten years, Yue Jian sighed softly.

Sure enough, after the winter competition ended, Yue Jian unilaterally stated that he would withdraw from the club and would not participate in the bow competition in the future, which immediately caused an uproar.

Among his peers, no matter how long he has practiced Kyudo, he has suppressed his peers for so many years.Basically, those around his age are dimmed under his light.

The only one who can contend is Ishida Uryu from Karakura Town.However, the other party seemed to be just playing for tickets, and did not spend more time in this regard.

Therefore, when Yuejian decided not to pursue a career path, it had caused many people to regret.Thinking about it later, according to the other party's talent, there are still six years before graduating from high school, maybe he will change his mind by then?

Unexpectedly, let alone six years, this is just the first year of junior high school. For some novices, the journey has just begun, but he is about to retire.

During this period of time, his mobile phone has basically never stopped, and it is simply annoying.

Fortunately, both family members and friends expressed their support for his decision without any doubt.This is probably because they have known for a long time that it is impossible for him to take a career.I don't want others, and I still have hope.

In Zhengjiang's words, he asked an extra question, what does he think about the future club credits.

"What's your idea..." Flipping through the thick stack of club application forms in his hand, Akashi gave it to him directly from the student union, saving him from going to ask people for it, and causing the whole world to know that he has already graduated from archery. All retreated.

Although, it's almost there now.

When school started next year, the directors of the drama club who had been in contact with briefly at the school festival all appeared, eager to lure him into the drama club.However, he has no particular interest in acting, let alone...

"Don't!" The girl minister pulled his cuff, almost crying, "Mr. Zhaoqiao, you don't need to do anything, just sit there and look beautiful! You can get credits!"

Faced with such an unreliable statement, it would be strange to agree!

It is already the last semester of the first year of junior high school. I have participated in two competitions and won two championships. The credits for this school year are enough.Therefore, before the second year of junior high school, he had enough time to think about it.

After the afternoon class ended, Teruhashi talked to Akashi, instead of going to the student union to accompany him, he turned around and went directly to the greenhouse.They are going to wait here until Zheng-chan finishes training in the basketball club, and then go home together.

I went to the training of the archery department, and added shooting.In order to win the sauce, you must find time to study psychology systematically, plus other courses that are always in progress.Also, Brother Zhen seriously asked for it years ago, and he also agreed to find a teacher to learn kendo.

It all adds up, and even he has a bit of a headache.

There must be a trade-off.

Yue Jian sat down in the greenhouse, took out a blank sheet of paper, and began to list all his time-consuming courses, work, and training items one by one.

Basic physical training, calligraphy, piano, shooting, violin, imperial studies, law, finance, politics, English, psychology, writing, and finally a kendo.

Even if you don't know where the teacher is, you still have to learn.

Looking at the long list in the notebook, Yue Jian was rarely speechless.

This is just what he needs to spend time on now, he just finished a Chinese class last year.

So...is he so powerful?

"Are middle school students nowadays under so much pressure?"

A gentle and magnetic voice sounded from behind Tsukimi. Ever since the school festival was invited by Chairman Teiko, Aizen seemed to like the quiet atmosphere of this greenhouse, and would come to sit and sit often.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar. Compared with the beginning, the two are a little unfamiliar. Now the two can sit together very familiarly, drink the black tea prepared by Aizen, the refreshments prepared by Yuejian, or chat happily, or do things independently. each.

Quite a bit of the meaning that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

"Aizen-san? Long time no see." Years later, the two met for the first time.

"It's been a while." Lan Ran took out the notebook in Yuejian's hand, looked at the long content that took time, and laughed after being amazed, "Do you need to push yourself so hard?"

"I can't say whether it's necessary... In fact, I'm already considering removing some content." The question is, which item to remove.

"The circled ones?" Lan Ran looked at the calligraphy and violin in the circle, and then pointed to the item of kendo and asked, "What does the question mark mean, under consideration?"

"No, it's on the study list, but I haven't found a suitable teacher yet."

There are shots at long range.In some occasions where it is not convenient to bring weapons, there is the ability of short-range kendo that can be applied to sticks and other long objects.In fact, there is nothing, Yuejian still has not weak fighting ability.It can be said that Gin's plan is very thorough.

That is, after adding the courses, this table looks a bit too ghostly.

"I see." Putting down the notebook in his hand, Aizen smiled thoughtfully, then pointed to himself and recommended.

"In this case, how about I come to be your kendo teacher?"