Mr. Oda and his friends

"No, Jie, this is really overprotective, right?" Wutiao was so frightened by his best friend that he slammed his head on the corner of the table, covered his forehead with one hand, and slid down a lot of sunglasses: "I didn't know you It has the attributes of a mother chicken."

Xia Youjie squinted at him: "This is a necessary protection, you don't understand. Since Rihe's inherent character and strength are pure and innocent, why do we have to let her be dyed in various colors?" ?”

Just like the disagreement on "should ordinary people know about the world of spells or not", neither of the two young men who were eager to become fathers before they were adults could convince the other.After some "harmonious, friendly, frank and sincere" exchanges, they decided to go to the sports field to compete.

The two boys from the first grade looked at each other, each took their weapons and followed to join in the fun.

As the footsteps of "go out for a chat" faded away, Hiyori who was in the center of the topic but was perfectly "invisible" raised his head from the cream fruit box: "Huh?"

what happened?How did Xia You and Wujo get angry with each other?

"Never mind those two guys, every day they can find an excuse to play one or two games, and then they get together and get along with each other."

Jiarui Nizi stretched out the spoon to scoop up a large piece of cream, but the little girl not only did not refuse, she even moved aside to make it easier for her to move.

After eating the sweet cream in one bite, the girl sighed: "No, no, you are too obedient. How can you let others take what is in your mouth? If anyone does this, at least move the box away."

"It's okay, if it's a glass, I can give it to you if you want to eat a whole." Rihe put down the spoon, and put the half-eaten dessert in front of her, stunned Jiarui for a long time: "So this is an angel ?"

"I'm going to start it, I really ate it!"

The spoon stuck into the box several times, just about to move, but finally withdrew it: "I always feel that eating half of your sweets would be a bad conscience, let's forget it."

"It's okay."

Rihe spoke slowly, with a soothing rhythm, and the ending sound was a bit proud and stingy.Jia Ruozi suddenly scratched his hair: "Huh? Did Xiao Rihe grow up in Kyoto? I didn't notice it before. I just met a student from the Kyoto school yesterday, and I only heard it after comparing it."

Kyoto is an ancient capital. Although it is always on the verge of bankruptcy, its reputation and historical sites will not be forgotten because of financial problems.It is said that the school trip of RS Academy this year is scheduled to be in Kyoto, and the huge amount of photos in the class group is very cold.

——It’s a good thing I didn’t go, otherwise, what’s the difference from traveling in Honmaru?The building complex of No. [-] Honmaru imitates and restores the structure of Kyoto, and the retired gods have long been tired of seeing it.

"Is...not counted?"

Hiyori tilted his head to think about it, and changed his explanation: "All witches talk like this."

"Hiss...a full-time shrine maiden with a Kyoto dialect?"

Even now, the Tokyo area is still despised by Kyoto as an uneducated and uneducated Kanto countryside. The standard of living in Hiyori's childhood was a bit high!

The little girl was puzzled: "Huh?"

"It's alright, it's alright."

Jia Ruozi glanced up and down suspiciously at her, and pushed the fruit box back: "Hurry up and eat, let's go to see if the playground is clean after eating."

Ok……

When the girls approached the "battlefield", the internal strife in the second grade had turned into "bullying" against the first grade.Xia Youjie grabbed Qihai Huiyuan by himself and beat him together, Wutiao Wu took off his school uniform and jacket, sat down on the gravel with his legs stretched out, and came up with bad ideas.

What about "right and left" shouting, what about "picking your eyes and stepping on your toes", in short, there is no reliable sentence.

"It's okay, it's okay, the sports field is not a pit today."

Nitzi walked in and looked down at Wutiao, and then looked up at the three boys fighting in the center of the ruins of the sports field. She shook her arms, and silently unbuttoned her cuffs with her backhand and rolled up her sleeves.

In essence, Hiyori doesn't like to fight, and naturally has no interest in sparring that has nothing to do with him.The little girl stood for a while, feeling a little bored, so she just followed Wu Tiaoyou and sat down on a piece of gravel that was still intact.

Wujo turned his head to take a look, and touched the person's head with his claws ready to move.

"Ok?"

Someone touched his hair, and Hiyori caught the "murderer" immediately.Gojo Satoru was not guilty at all, and continued to poke the fritillary flower on her head with a smile: "Don't you have any other decorations to replace? And that weird choker, no matter how you look at it, it's a cat bell, and you can replace it with gems will be better."

"Hmm..." The little girl thought for almost a minute before organizing her words to answer: "Akiko's hairpin is a butterfly. Butterflies and flowers are friends. Akiko and I are friends, so my hairpin is a flower."

As for the bell...it's too long to talk about it, so I won't talk about it at all.

"Hasn't there been in the past? A former friend."

He was also a child who grew up in the deep courtyard of the Hakoatei Garden. He lowered his eyelids, and his beautiful blue eyes were full of nostalgia.Hiyor didn't know what Gojo meant, so he answered honestly when he heard the question: "No. Miko will not talk to me unless necessary, and others are not allowed to enter the castle tower without permission."

"Tianshou Pavilion? Then you are really miserable."

The young man raised his arms and stretched his waist like a cat cat. He stretched it out until he realized it: "Huh? You... live in the castle tower?"

That's not right, the Yusan family has been passed down for thousands of years, and there is no such level. Besides, the existing castle towers are all cultural relics, and it is impossible to allow them to be used for daily life.But Miyata Hiyori didn't lie... Which religious force can be so strong?

Instinctively thought of something, but he didn't want to think about it again.

In this country that is both open and conservative, civilized and ignorant, there is indeed a force that can and can do what she said.

But why? Why do you want to abandon the raised "human god"?

This is too extravagant.

"Can't you live in the castle tower?"

Hiyori showed a surprised face, and Gojo Satoru looked away behind Madoka's sunglasses: "Of course it's okay! The house is built for people to live in, why don't you keep building it?"

"Hmm, I think so too."

Hiyor let out a sigh of relief.

The partners in the Armed Detective Agency rarely asked her about her past out of consideration, and of course, if they asked, she would tell the truth.But the heart knot of the artificial man... the little girl still doesn't want people to know.

Just... I know I'm not like everyone, but I want to be like everyone, or at least look the same.

Almost this kind of psychology.

On the second day, early in the morning, someone knocked on the door of the dormitory where the family had entered Nitro.The girl who didn't stay up late last night kicked on her slippers and opened the door to see. Xia Youjie stood outside, with a dark face as if possessed by a curse.

"Drink! What's the matter? Have you finally succeeded in killing Wutiao!"

She fumbled in her pocket up and down to find a cigarette to calm her panic, Xia Youjie took out a pack from her pocket and threw it over: "Xiao Rihe isn't with you?"

"Why am I here? That kid doesn't stick to me."

She knocked out a cigarette, but before she picked it up, she suddenly thought of something: "Could it be..."

"That's right, Wu is not in the dormitory, and there is no task today, where do you think he will be?"

Xia Youjie looked as if he wanted to carry a knife, but Jia Ruozi had no choice but to appease him: "There is no need for such a big reaction? Xiao Rihe is also 15 years old, she is not your sister, let alone your daughter, or she has no She has a relationship with you that goes beyond friendship, who she hangs out with is her freedom."

"Yesterday I wanted to say something but I held back. Today I have to say...Xia You, don't you think your protectiveness is a bit too much?"

Including this guy's so-called "right theory", what is the basis for looking down with such a superior attitude, and then arbitrarily deciding for others whether he should know about the magic world.

Putting it on Hiyori's body, it is indiscriminate overprotection, which is really unnecessary.

If Wutiao Wu retorted, Xia Youjie might not think about it, but if Jia Ruzizi, who has never been involved in the discussion, thought so, Xia Youjie would have to think about it.

"Am I being too lenient?"

The young man's expression was a bit astonished, with puzzlement and confusion: "I just want to do my best to keep Rihe in her cutest appearance, there is no other meaning."

"But Hiyori is not a doll displayed in a window. She is a person, she will grow, and she will naturally change."

Speaking of this, Jia Ruozi paused, and then she changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "Since you are so worried, why don't you call Wutiao and ask for the address, go over and see what happened."

"Oh." Xia Youjie frantically found out his cell phone to make a call, and Gojo Satoru answered almost instantly: "Hahahaha, Jie, come and play! I'm taking the little one to visit the museum, and there just happens to be a sword exhibition, which is quite interesting."

No, the words museum and Wujo Satoru put together... are both reasonable and unreasonable.

Without saying a word, Xia Youjie nodded his goodbyes to Jia Ruzizi, turned around and left.

When he arrived at the museum, he only had to follow the flow of people to find the extremely popular temporary exhibition hall.Here, the knives that condense the wisdom and sweat of craftsmen are quietly displayed behind the bulletproof glass.

The young man didn't bother to appreciate their delicate textures and smooth lines, he went all the way to the innermost, and found the white hair that carried the little girl on his shoulders for her to see next to the tall C display cabinet.

"Wu, what are you doing!"

Xia Youjie went up and gave Wujo Wu a slap, but the latter couldn't dodge because of the crowd: "Oh! Of course I should bring the little one out to know the world as soon as possible! Didn't you say it? Don't be too exciting, you can't R18, the bloody level Baa, perverted baa, in short, it must be a task that is healthy and beneficial to the physical and mental health of minors!"

Isn't visiting a museum healthy enough? ?

Xia Youjie was angry: "Who told you this, can't you leave a message when you take Rihe out? I can't find anyone around, I thought she had an accident at school!"

This point is usually the time for Rihe to do his homework. Xia Youjie, who waited in the classroom to see no one, almost frightened himself to death.

There is no plan at all, and Wu Tiao, who simply catches someone and leaves, is more outspoken: "That's because you think too much! Compared with the little ones, you should worry more about your hairline!"

Xia Youjie: "..."

If it weren't for the five rules in public places, you'd be dead!

Rihe, who finally took his eyes off the display case, finally noticed the angry Xia Youjie. Realizing that she seemed to have caused trouble, she slowly turned her face to the other side very sharply, and her eyes drifted away: "Ah... there is Tsurumaru Kuninaga's imitation sword over there, go and see."

"Don't play dumb for me at a time like this!"

Xia Youjie only thought that the good baby was spoiled by Wutiao, it's abominable!