Stand-in messenger at the winery

"It's so spicy—" Sara stuck out her tongue with tears in her eyes. Fortunately, Oda handed over a glass of water in time.

"You haven't been able to eat spicy food before." Oda has adapted well, "Is it because you have lived in the United States for a while?"

"No, there are also spicy dishes in the United States, such as burritos." Sha Luo gulped down a glass of water before recovering, "The boss overcooked it."

"Hahaha, there's no way, whoever made Oda like this taste." The chubby boss smiled while holding the spatula, "Is the little girl an old friend of Oda's?"

"Well," Sharo smiled slightly, "It's been a long time since we met, right, Sakunosuke?"

"Has it been a long time?" Oda poured curry into his mouth mouthful, "I think time flies by."

It was true what he said, life was full and busy at the bottom of the port mafia, and he had a few more kids to adopt.Although he didn't dare to say it directly, he always felt that the feeling of raising a child was a bit similar to the time when he and Sha Luo ran for their lives back then.

At that time, Sha Luo was just a child.

Later, he saw Sharo's new book, which was full of advertisements. He swore that even popular actresses would not get this kind of treatment. The author of the book is identified on the first page.

Without him, this story is the one Sha Luo told him back then.

"That's great, you are a successful writer now," he clinked glasses of water with Sha Luo, "Your novels will definitely be passed down, and many, many people will come to see your stories in the future."

"But Sakunosuke, you will always be my first reader." Sharo drank the boiled water with him, and proudly said to the boss, "Have another drink!"

"My pleasure." He laughed, looking at Sharo with relief.

She has never killed anyone, is more talented than herself, and has successfully written a novel. Her future will definitely be brighter than today's sunshine.

A gust of wind blew by, lifting the girl's long skirt, and Shaluo's jet-black hair stuck to her mouth, and she accidentally ate it. With two bah bah, she raised her wrist and pinned the hair behind her ears, The snow-white and lovely ears were exposed.She was wearing chiffon long sleeves in this midsummer, with the same white handkerchief tied around her neck, and a hazy white gauze wrapped around her body, making her transparent under the light, as if she was just Oda's dream A phantom in the world, if you are not careful, it will be blown away by the wind.

In the next second, Oda saw such a picture in his mind——

The naughty children rushed forward and grabbed Sha Luo's hand. She was accidentally pulled off the seat, and the handkerchief around her neck fell loose.

Before he knew it, Oda had already blocked the children.

"Ah, that's too cunning, Sakunosuke." The little boy in the lead said aggressively, "We all want to play with Big Sister!"

"No, you're simply afraid that Oda's attention will be taken away by others—" But the younger brother behind him obviously didn't think so, "Xingsuke, coward."

"Nonsense!" He blushed, "No..." Before he finished speaking, Oda picked him up.

"It seems... the lesson from last time is not enough." He said deeply.

"Wow! The Great Demon King Sakunosuke, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The boy was out of breath laughing under the tickling attack.

Shaluo raised her eyebrows, "Are they your adopted children?" She stretched out her hand and rubbed the little girl who came over quietly, "It's very energetic."

"It's better to say that the energy is too high." After "punishing" Kosuke, Oda put the limp little boy on the ground, "Let me introduce you."

Sakule, Kosuke, Shinji, Yu, Katsumi.

The five little devils behaved differently when their names were called, and the only girl among them, Saku Le, blushed and rubbed her head against Sha Luo's hands.

"I think it's cute." Morishita Sharo, who has never raised a child, said.

"This is Sara Morishita, my former friend." Oda also introduced to the children, "You have to call me sister properly."

Among the children, Shinji suddenly grabbed Sharo's sleeve excitedly, "Hey, is that the big sister!" He ran away, and soon came back with a book, "It's this book!" the author!"

When Sha Luo saw the cover, she knew it was her "London Ghost Experience". "Yes," she smiled, "Do you like this book?"

"Love!" Shinji replied loudly, blinking, "I love this book so much! Sakunosuke will read this book to us as a bedtime story."

Sha Luo was a little surprised, "I thought these stories were not suitable for listening to before going to bed." After all, there are many crime scenes in them, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of course not!" It was Xingsuke who answered her, "I'm going to be Mafia in the future! How can I be scared because of a mere story?"

"Hey, not bad ambition." Sha Luo turned his head to look at the active boy.

"Sister Shaluo, can you sign for us?" Saku Le is a very cute girl with two rough shofar braids, when she looks at you with wide watery eyes, you It is absolutely impossible to refuse her.

"Okay." So did Sharo.

"Hey, since you are a great writer, can you write me into novels in the future?" When Sha Luo signed them, Xingsuke also joined in, "Write about the great adventure that Xingsuke experienced!"

"It was completely ignored," the boss joked as he handed Oda a glass of water with a smile, "Ms. Morishita will definitely be a good mother who is popular with children."

"Ah, we don't have this kind of relationship." Oda smiled wryly, but in his heart he recalled the scene he saw in "Seamless" just now, and frowned slightly.

Over there, Sha Luo has already started writing "personal designs" for the children.

She faithfully wrote down the descriptions of the children in the notebook, regardless of which big figures who could shake the situation were recorded in this notebook.

In the "formula book", all characters are equal.

After the children had dispersed and the boss went to the back kitchen to clean up the dishes, Oda said hesitantly, "Sara, would you mind taking off the handkerchief around your neck?"

Sha Luo's movements paused, and his fingertips touched his neck subconsciously, "Why did you say that suddenly... Tsukunosuke."

"I'm just a little worried." Oda couldn't help clenching his fists when he thought of "seeing" the bruise on Sharo's neck.

Sha Luo lowered her eyes, rubbing the thin silk handkerchief back and forth in her hand, stained with wrinkled lines.

She pulled down the handkerchief.

The bruise around the neck that has not dissipated, as Oda saw, was obviously caused by someone strangling his throat.

Ms. Aya Tsuji's stand-in ability is perfect, but it is limited, just like her love magic, which will make girls pay some price in exchange for happiness.

The "magic" in Shaluo naturally has to abide by the agreement, but because she doesn't need to exchange for luck such as love, the agreement is also very simple.

Promise with Aya Tsuji: Sha Luo is only a frivolous illusion at this time. If she wants to maintain the illusion, she must not expose the lie.

Sharo, who was caught by Belmode last night, said this-

"That's right, I do have some special abilities," she brushed her neck and waist, which were as clean as new, "but I'm still very weak... I can only use this ability to cover my wounds, create Give the illusion of 'no injury', and it lasts for a short time."

"So it's just a kind of disguise, isn't it?" Even if Belmode didn't believe it, the scars gradually revealed on the girl's body in front of her confirmed a point to her, "It's still a useful ability for you."

Nothing is more convincing than witnessing it with her own eyes. She believed in the girl's supernatural power.

"But if you and I had learned Yi Rong better back then, you wouldn't need this ability." Before she left, this was what she left behind.

A high-level disguise ability or an almost unreasonable intelligence ability, which one is more threatening, naturally needless to say.

Sha Luo, who had finally soaked in the bathtub, breathed a sigh of relief, and buried her face in the water, her head was heavy.

If someone discovers the ability of his "formula book"... no matter which force it is, I am afraid that he will use everything to use himself as a tool in a cage.

As far as she knows, a Futa with the ability of "ranking" has already made the Mafia in Italy beat their heads, even if it is a child.

"Who did it?" Oda Sakunosuke's voice was warm—the temperature of anger.

Shaluo suddenly laughed, she walked very lightly, like a feather that could fly, and fell into Oda's arms.

"Thank you, Sakunosuke," she said.