N ways to tease hat racks

In the evening, the entrance of Lihai University is very lively, and the sun that is about to set will dye the sky with vivid colors, which is strange and beautiful.

The black-haired girl walked out slowly along the crowd, with her hands in her pockets, the hoodie and hat loosely covering her head, the shadow covered her childish face, exuding a bit of aura for no reason .

Feeling the curious scrutiny from all directions, she stopped for a while, raised her eyes and looked around coldly for a week.

On the opposite side of the road, Kunikida was standing in front of an ordinary black private car. He raised his hand high, trying to show her the location.

Kyoko pulled the hat off her head, crossed the road and stopped beside Kunikida.

"The first day of school, how do you feel?" Kunikida lowered his eyes to look at the petite girl in front of him, and asked in a non-tough tone.

Hearing this question, Kyoko raised her head slightly and met his gaze. Even through a lens, the emotions in those long and narrow eyes overflowed like a tide, unreservedly, and they were all concerned about herself.

Xingzi was in a daze for a moment, and a little shame quietly floated in her heart.

In fact, she slept in the tree this afternoon and never went back to the classroom.

Thinking of this, Xingzi felt a lump in her throat, and subconsciously licked her slightly dry lips with the tip of her tongue.

Ever since she was a child, Yiermi has never taught her how to face the kindness of others.

Suddenly, she didn't know what to answer.

Without saying a word, the girl took out a lollipop from her pocket, tore off the outer packaging, and stuffed it into her mouth without looking at it.

The acid of the lemon hit the taste buds, and the brain that had become mushy seemed to be splashed with cold water, and she woke up in just a second.

"That's it." Kyoko said vaguely, Maoyan dodged away guiltily.

Forget it, try to learn tomorrow.The girl lowered her head, with a somewhat self-defeating expression on her face.

Kunikida knew about her skipping class a long time ago, recalling the phone call he received in the afternoon, he couldn't help sighing inwardly.

"I sent you to school because I want you to better integrate into this world. If you really don't like it..." He pushed his glasses between his nose, and his firm attitude began to waver.

But before he finished speaking, Kyoko interrupted, "I don't like anything."

She paused, and continued to add with an uncomfortable face: "It's just, it's just that I haven't adapted to the strange environment yet."

This reason was easily accepted by Kunikida, he relaxed his frowning eyebrows, and silently exhaled the stagnant air in his chest.

Then, he stretched out his hand and patted Kyoko's shoulder hesitantly, as if trying to cheer her up in this way, "Come on."

After speaking, he opened the co-pilot's door and gestured to the girl with his eyes.

Kyoko sat in obediently and put on her seat belt. She rolled down the car window and watched the trees moving backwards seriously with cat eyes. "Are we going back?"

"No," Kunikida stepped on the accelerator, and the magnetic voice echoed in this small space, "Today everyone decided to hold a dinner party at the office."

Hearing his answer, Kyoko turned her head suddenly, her raised voice was full of surprise, "Huh??? Shall I go too?"

"Yes." Kunikida held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, and drove towards the destination familiarly.

"But," Kyoko frowned gradually, her dark eyes flashed with confusion and confusion, "I'm not one of you, am I?"

The signal light ahead turned from blue to yellow and finally red after counting down a few seconds.

The wind came in through the open car window and brushed over the girl's face, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, Kyoko suddenly felt a faint pain from the back of her head.

Accompanied by mood swings, this pain became more and more obvious, as if countless small bugs were gnawing at her.

Kyoko subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her temples. The temperature in the cat's eyes gradually faded. She said coldly, "Are you the reincarnation of the Virgin Mary? I have nothing to do with you. Why did you take me in? Why did you treat me well?"

Faced with the girl's sudden change of attitude, Kunikida turned his head, met her empty and dead cat's eyes, and felt a sudden tug in his heart.

The fingers on the steering wheel clenched unconsciously, and the knuckles turned pale under the force.What Dazai told him after returning to the detective agency in the morning quietly echoed in his ears.

brainwashing.

Kunikida pursed his thin lips tightly, his eyes were dim.

But at this moment, the signal light ahead faintly turned back to blue, and the traffic on the road came alive again.

The wind blown by the car moving forward gently blows the broken hair on Kunikida's forehead.

It was quiet inside the car.

Xingzi sat on the seat, with her hands on her knees, her plain white face was expressionless, like a puppet being manipulated.

Seeing Kyoko's abnormal expression from the corner of the eye, Kunikida stepped on the brakes and turned off the engine.

He took off his seat belt, looked at Xingzi with tenderness in his eyes, and then sneered softly, "Are you an idiot?"

Kyoko tilted her head in doubt, her cat eyes still dull.

"Friend," Kunikida sighed, rubbed her head helplessly, and said with certainty, "You are our friend."

"Friend?" Kyoko opened her mouth and repeated.

"Ah."

Kyoko murmured these two words silently, and she suddenly thought of Qi Ya and the Xiaojie he was talking about.Looking up at Uemiko Kida's gaze, he became more and more curious about the definition of the word "friend".

However, only a few seconds after her conception changed, it was as if an electric drill was spinning at a high speed at the back of her head, and the pain of bone gouge swept over her suddenly.

A voice repeated in the ear, like the whisper of a devil, Kyoko followed it and opened her mouth in a daze, her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, "Killers don't need friends."

Kunikida only caught a few words, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Kyoko answered him with blank eyes: "As a killer, I don't need friends, so we are not friends."

As the voice fell, the air in the car gradually froze.

Kunikida looked at her in distress, "Who told you?"

"Big brother."

Relying on his intuition, Kunikida identified the suspect who brainwashed the girl without hesitation.

His brain was running fast, and he began to think about how to correct her wrong idea.

"I'm not going to dinner with you."

Kyoko's calm voice interrupted his thinking, Kunikida temporarily made a decision, he planned to find time to ask Dazai's idea.

"This dinner is held to welcome you," he persuaded softly, "Everyone has been busy all afternoon."

"Just right, you can also recognize other people."

Kyoko turned her head stubbornly, expressing her resistance silently.

Kunikida couldn't help sighing when he saw her childish and childish appearance.He suddenly felt that the black-haired girl in front of him was not 19 years old at all, but more like a child of six or seven years old.

"Be obedient," Kunikida coaxed her strangely, "There are gifts carefully prepared by everyone on it."

After saying this, he suddenly had an illusion that he really seemed to have become her old father.

The expression on Kunikida's face gradually became complicated.

Xingzi glanced at him with clear eyes, and there were two villains fighting in her mind.

After a lengthy silence, one of the villains beat the other down, proudly raising his little head.

The girl furrowed her slender eyebrows and nodded reluctantly, "I'll go."

"However, even if I attend the dinner party, you are still not my friends!" She changed the subject and added with a stubborn face.

Kunikida opened the passenger door, glanced at her stern warning, feeling a little funny for no reason.

The pursuit of ideals and sense of responsibility made him unable to give up Kyoko, so he sighed secretly in his heart:

Forget it, take your time.

The author has something to say: ooc belongs to me, there are private settings, don't get into it.

After a few days of interruption, Gu Gu Jing couldn't feel it, so I wrote these first, and slowly recovered back to 3000.

Kyoko: Killers don't need friends.

Bang, Kunikida was shot by an arrow.

Xingzi: Killers don’t have feelings, falling in love affects my speed of drawing a knife.

Paji, Zhongye was shot by an arrow.

Double kill achieved.

The Zongman in the column is asking for a wave of pre-acquisition, everyone passing by, order a bookmark, meme chirp~

If the advance payment exceeds 500, it will be opened (I feel like I am whimsical QAQ)

The name of the article may still be changed, but the four characters of Otome Game have been determined.Zongwenye, Hunter, Ghost Slayer, Alien Invasion, Conan, etc., if you want to see the world, you can add it in the comment area!Gu Gu Jing will make up for it~

"This otome game is everywhere Shura field [comprehensive]"

Copywriter:

Because of an accident, you are forced to get involved in an otome game.

I was told that only by getting through all the copies can I return to reality.

As a veteran otome gamer, you gear up and decide to go big.

Copy one:

You (Beijima Yuki)—the [-]th-line idol who fell into the black hole of the whole Internet because of the peachy scandal, accidentally picked up a black-haired boy with bandages.Not long after, the media once again revealed that you became a lover of the Mafia X Party, which ignited hot searches.

Task: Raid Osamu Dazai and prevent him from committing suicide.

You successfully confessed to the black-haired boy, and you confidently thought that this time it was safe, but you ran into a certain incident of jumping off a building.

Staring at the deceased who looked exactly like her boyfriend on the ground, a sentence of mission failure rang in his ears.

Roll back to X1, Gan!

Copy two:

You (Beijima Yuki)—beat up the fiancée of the enemy's eldest son, secretly entangled physically with a red-haired fruit farmer, but what you can't forget is a member of the Phantom Troupe.

Task: Find the hero and make a strategy.

Looking at the red-haired man who just took a shower in front of the bed, you choose...

You will lose your body at the beginning of the game, Gan!

copy three

copy four

……

copy N

After finally returning to reality, you look at the group of men in front of you who are fighting each other and fighting for the right palace.

Spicy chicken game, defeating youth!

PS: The text is written in the third person.