Nana Ming is also under special attack today

"...Miss Nitro, cheer up!" I heard that Miss Nitro seemed to be weak after staying up for several days and was about to ascend to heaven. I pushed aside the two people who were arguing in front of me to catch her, "Why don't you come in and lie down for a while ?”

Miss Nitro floated in: "Excuse me."

"Sofa! Go lie down on the sofa now! I'll find you a blanket!"

Qihai closed the book, turned to sit on my newly added small sofa, and helped Junpei turn up the volume of the movie with a deadpan expression: "It's so loud."

Mr. Wu immediately gave up arguing with the diva, and ran over and elbowed him: "Aren't you having a good time with old friends?"

"If you don't come here every day to trouble Yue, and don't throw the children or dinners to her, then I will be very happy." Qihai turned a page of the book without raising her head, "You The light is blocked, Mr. Gojo."

"It's getting colder and colder, Nana Ming."

"What the hell is that called?"

"Let's cook together, Nana Ming!"

I heard that Mr. Wu was familiar with the road and stopped Mr. Wu,? To prevent Qihai from mocking him in all directions so that he would squat in the dessert shop and not leave, or run to my store to make strange publicity,? Pushed his back hard : "Mr. Wu, if you want to cook,? Sister Nagi has already brought the ingredients over, you can just go and help!"

"Okay, since you guys want to eat my cooking..."

Mr. Wu snorted arrogantly, held his head high like a conquered rooster, and walked towards the kitchen, shaking his non-existent comb.

"It's an idiot." Diva took out a pack of snacks.

"It's an idiot." Miss Nitro rolled over under the blanket.

"Like Wang Jiang." Shunping pointed to the suture puppy Curse Keke who wakes up for an hour a day and sometimes likes to inexplicably despise the human beings under the balcony. Around the dog's neck is a hang tag that Qihai helped to order, saying "I'll take it." name.

"Don't talk about Wang Jiang like that." Qihai hooked my waist and took me back.

I was caught off guard and fell into his arms. With a blushing face, I accepted the diva's laughing onlookers. When she saw me staring, she immediately turned her head and hugged Junping on her lap to play with. With the other hand, she licked Miss Glass When discussing the plot, he sighed: "It's really leisurely."

Miss Glass yawned in response: "It's also very warm to sleep here."

Qihai looked at them with disgust, put the book upside down on the table, and put it close to my ear, her warm breath almost biting my earlobe: "Is this place about to become a shelter for children?"

I was thinking about the recent behavior of Mr. Wu, Nagi·Drunk Version·Sister and Uta·Meet Gojo Wu Version·Ji, and it was hard to refute for a while, so I rubbed him coquettishly: "If Qihai doesn't like it, I'll go and tell them?"

He rubbed my hair to express his acquiescence: "Recently, you have become somewhat stronger in interpersonal relationships. From this point of view, Mr. Gojo has barely done a good thing."

Well, this is a sentence that is completely inaudible in terms of tone and content.

After all, they are too noisy, I heard that they rarely have a rest day recently, and only when it affects Junpei and Nanami's rest, do they make up their mind to teach them a lesson.

A few elementary school students sat across from me in class, shouting "We know Lord Ayue", and after that, I lost the feeling towards them that I usually used to treat others.

Sister Nagi said, this is a good thing for me to accept others.

I refuted her and accepted it early tomorrow.

Her expression was too kind: It's okay, Ah Yue doesn't need to understand this.

"Bam—"

While Nanami and I were whispering, there was a muffled noise in the kitchen.

Qi Hai's expression froze, and she slowly put her hand towards the place where the knife was placed, and stood up: "I'll take a look."

No no, this situation looks like I'm going to hack it.

Mr. Wu's unconvinced voice was faintly heard from the kitchen: "I did it according to the method!"

Sister Nagi is blocking: "Cough...the fire is too big!"

With my ominous premonition, Nanami opened the kitchen door.

Smoke came out.

I:?

Diva:?

Miss Glass: "Seriously, how can an adult cook hot pot like this?"

Junpei rushed over nervously: "Mom!!"

I also ran over and saw a burning oil pan at the door. I just breathed a sigh of relief to find Bu, when I suddenly saw Mr. Wu dragging Sister Nagi behind to protect him, and then facing the oil pan, he slowly bent his index finger Hook the middle finger.

"Wait……!!"

……

"This room is temporarily unoccupied."

"In theory, mantra has the ability to block the air...?" Mr. Wu, who was kneeling on the carpet obediently, raised his hand to answer.

Nanami who protects us with spell power/Diva who rescues ingredients angrily: "Shut up!"

In the arms of Sister Nagi who was laughing wildly, Junpei's youthful voice came after a delay: "Brother Wu, turn off the fire first when the oil pan is on fire is something you should learn in elementary school."

"But I don't go to elementary school!"

All the people present looked over in unison.

"...Okay." Mr. Wu clamped his fingers in front of his mouth, "It's okay if I don't talk."

The singer came in and out of the kitchen, and her face was covered with dust. I found a damp cloth and wiped it off carefully, and she smiled gratefully at me: "I'm sorry, I just made your house like this when I came here. It's too relaxing and straightforward. Forgot to check if the idiot can cook."

I shook my head, just a little distressed: "Now the house is full of strange smells."

Mr. Wu raised his hand again: "I can use the magic power to blow it up for you!"

"...Although I really want to ask you, but in order to prevent the roof from disappearing accidentally in my house, I'd better forget it."

"Ah Yue, like Qi Hai, has become a boring human being who can complain." Mr. Wu clicked his tongue.

Miss Nitzi, who went down to check, leaned against the door frame: "There is also suspicious gas downstairs, Ah Yue, why don't you ask the cleaning company to clean it up and redecorate it tomorrow, if you can't live in the middle, you can go to Nagi."

The rest of her words were scratched by Sister Nagi and Diva, and Sister Nagi glanced at Qihai: "My house has been too messy these two days, I can't live in it, I'm sorry, Ah Yue."

I touched my chin: "It's okay, I can help clean up together."

"...It's dirty, I'm afraid it will scare you."

I frowned and accused her with my eyes: "Sister Nagi doesn't want me to play at home so much!"

"No, no." Sister Nagi waved her hand, she didn't know what she exchanged with Qihai, and Qihai said, "Don't bother Ms. Yoshino, come to my house."

"You just said you wanted to see it before, didn't you?" He took my hand and smiled faintly.

Is it a matter of going back and forth to stay overnight? ... So I was actually invited home as a guest by two people!

This realization made me very happy, and I nodded happily.

Anyway, now I'm Takino Evolution Moon who won't be so shy when I'm alone with Nanami!

"Then let's go to Qihai's house to eat hot pot together!" Mr. Wu cheered behind Qihai.

"I reject."

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In the end, of course, I chose to go to the private room of the Chinese restaurant.

Diva and the others drove Qihai and Mr. Wu to clean up, while they rushed into my bedroom and asked to help me choose clothes and daily necessities, filling my small suitcase full of enthusiasm like playing a dress-up game.

Sister Nagi also had a dispute with the diva over the choice of clothing: "This one can complement Ah Yue's figure! Qihai will definitely want to see it!"

The singer patted my trousers vigorously: "Qi Hai really wants to see it no matter what she wears!"

Confused, I looked up at Miss Glass who suddenly covered my ears. There was a blue-black light in her palm, and I nodded: "It seems that the magic power is also good for sound insulation."

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"Children can't listen to this, be good."

"Oh..." I tilted my head and smiled at the three of them, "Have you chosen yet?"

"There are also cosmetics. By the way, how far are you and Qihai? You agreed to live in his house so easily," Diva suddenly showed a terrified expression, as if she was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to rush out to beat someone, "I didn't expect him..."

The singer's passionate voice was once again blocked by the well-insulated mantra, and after she let go, Miss Nitzi asked, "Ah Yue, let me ask you, did Qihai ever kiss you?"

I was so blushed by the question I was caught off guard, I took two steps back, shyly said, "Kiss, kissed you,"

Miss Nitzi's expression is developing in the direction of surprise, and the next two words float out like a mosquito humming: "Forehead..."

I can't live or die about kissing fingers.

Miss Nitro regained her composure in an instant, while Nagi and Diva froze, each stretched out a hand, and patted my head kindly from both sides: "Be good, be good."

Then they turned their heads to open the box again, threw out several clothes, stood side by side in front of the closet and fell silent, while muttering: "What a powerful guy."

I poked my head from behind the two of them: "I like that dark green off-the-shoulder dress, please hold it for me."

The expressions of Sister Nagi and Diva were so shocked that I couldn't help but drive them aside and tidy up the messy clothes by myself, commanding: "Let's go!"

The two slowly muttered and fell behind, looking at Qihai all the way.

Qihai pushed the small box with me on it, turned her head and said calmly to the two, "Please stop looking at me with such sympathy."

I leaned on Qihai's hand and nodded vigorously: "Sister Nagi, Diva is so strange today."

"Leave them alone." / "Leave us alone!"

Qi Hai turned his hand, and I sat on the box and turned around in a circle with my back to them: "It's really confusing."

Mr. Wu, who was completely out of shape: "Hotpot! Hotpot! You guys go faster!"

Then the elated Mr. Wu burst into tears when he took the first spicy bite.

I quickly handed him water with the sweet potato chips rinsed in the clear water pot, and the diva ate a piece of red meat, gloating: "You also have today."

Sister Nagi and Miss Nitro clinked glasses, and Qihai took the glass from my hand: "Don't drink it, you'll get drunk."

I watched the wine glass getting farther and farther away from me sadly: "Of course it smells better this time than last time...Can I just smell it? Just take a sip and don't drink it!"

Qihai poked a piece of green plum and delivered it to my mouth: "No."

Mr. Wu, whose mouth and face were flushed, yelled at my elbow: "What's so good about wine, come and drink juice."

I always feel that plums taste strange, so I don’t care much about chewing them. I look at him with hatred: “Mr. Wu, you really have no ambition.”

"Ah Yue and Wu Jun are still young." Sister Nagi covered her mouth and smiled, and lifted her wine glass upwards, golden hops splashed crystal clear in the air, "Come on, it's time for adults to drink."

I turned my head to look at Nanami beside me, his suit was hanging on the cup of the chair, and he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and swayed the cup leisurely, his hair was full of stars and stars, maybe he didn't realize that he was laughing.

Seeing me looking at him, he lowered his body to me: "Is there something wrong?"

I graciously picked up a bunch of vegetables for him, and leaned on him: "Can't you really have a sip, just one sip?"

Qihai nodded, then drank the rest of the wine viciously, saw me glaring at him, and gave me another plum.

Sure enough, there is still a strange smell... hiccup.

"Why don't you just toast if you don't celebrate something?" Mr. Wu pointed to the three women who raised their glasses.

"It's a good thing to be together, Wu-kun." Sister Nagi smiled and rubbed Junpei, obviously half drunk, "If I have to say, please take care of this child in the future."

"What are you doing, it's suddenly sensational." The singer snorted, "Come to the Kyoto school, it's much more reliable than Wuwu."

"Junpei is already scheduled to enter the Tokyo school. It's a good idea." Mr. Satoru said slightly to her.

A vein popped out of Diva's head.

Miss Glass signaled to Qihai: "Come?"

Qihai was noncommittal, the big beer glass collided with the small blue-striped wine glass with a white background, and there was a crisp sound.

Steamy room, small round table, people who are close but not too crowded, say "cheers" in uneven voice or excited or low.

From Kyoto, from Tokyo, from green mountains and forests or urban mansions, because of a pastry chef or a little boy who can see the spell, sitting together in a corner of the bustling street to enjoy a noisy night with wine and meat.

"Then congratulate you for not coming to trouble Ayue in the future." Qihai said.

"... Qihai, you have actually expressed your complaints."

"Have you heard that, then please do this." Qi Hai filled herself up leisurely, "By the way, let's celebrate a day without overtime and hateful bosses."

The singer obviously understood who the hateful boss was talking about in seconds: "I agree."

"Me too." Sister Nagi, who didn't understand, slapped her head and leaned forward, holding Miss Glass's arm, "Speaking of that horrible boss before I resigned..."

Diva and Miss Glass laughed because Nagi-san imitated the boss who loves to find fault. Qihai sat aside and listened relaxedly.

"It's all kinds of darkness, Ayue." Mr. Wu, who also didn't realize that he was caught by a bright knife, approached me and sighed, and then looked at me strangely, "Why are you so blushing?"

I slowly understood what he said, and nodded blankly.

Mr. Wu narrowed his eyes, suddenly raised a happy smile, and pushed Qingmei's plate in front of me: "This is delicious, eat more!"

I supported my increasingly heavy head with my hands, obediently took a bite and chewed slowly.

"Another one, good things must be kept alone!" Mr. Wu almost waved the flag beside me to cheer for me.

"Um... oh."

Maybe the temperature of the hot pot is high, my face is hot, and after eating a few plums, I turned my back to Mr. Wu to find Qihai, and muttered in resistance: "I can't eat it, I can't eat it..."

Qihai lowered his head slowly, I tilted my head to the left and then to the right, and smiled at him: "Qihai, don't shake."

After speaking, she plunged her head into his arms, and immediately bounced back, covering her head: "It hurts."

"What did you order?" Qi Hai gradually lost her expression and spoke slowly.

"Let's take a look, let's take a look," said Nagi with the sound of paper clattering, "Uh... fermented green plums?"

The author has something to say: come, come, come, the classic archer: Gojo Satoru.

What a party.

So sleepy, good night everyone!