The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

Zhongyuan Zhong has also been abnormal recently.

According to Nanase Zhenchun's observation, he would always look at her secretly, but when she looked back, he would panic and avoid her sight.

Zhongyuan Zhong also pretended to be nonchalant, and looked at the task document with frowned thoughtfully, but she was sure that Zhongyuan Zhong had just looked at her again.

"Like peek-a-boo." She whispered, her voice very soft.

"What did you say?" Zhong Yuan asked casually, pretending not to care.

The orange eyes fixed on him, until he couldn't help but look away first, and asked in a low voice, "Why keep looking at me?"

Nanase Masumi leaned over with her hands behind her back, and asked cheerfully, "Does Chuya want to play peek-a-boo?"

His eyebrows were raised in surprise, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't understand and asked back: "What peek-a-boo, do you want to play in the office?"

He put down the task document in his hand, raised his hand to straighten his top hat, and said earnestly: "You can't play in the office. If you want to play, I'll wait until you get back..."

Nanase was puzzled for a moment, she tilted her head: "Chuya has been secretly looking at me, isn't it because he doesn't want to work?"

Isn't it because you are too tired from work and want to find her to relax?

She sat down opposite Zhongyuan Zhongye, cupped her chin and blinked her right eye at him, her voice light and light: "I'm free, I can sit here and watch Zhongye all the time."

Zhong Yuan's cheeks flushed, and he bluffed: "Who has been looking at you!"

Nanase Zhenchun blinked in confusion, didn't Nakahara Chuya peek at her first?

After thinking about it, Zhong Yuanzhong was probably shy again.

She responded obediently: "Oh, that means I want to play with Zhong Ye."

The work of the port mafia cadres is heavy. It is not that Zhongyuan Zhongye went to another world with her without tasks. They just piled them up and stored them for them to deal with when they came back. The work saved for half a month was enough for Zhongyuan Zhongye to be busy for a while.

The work of the supervising team is not so heavy. The anomalous investigators only need to perform tasks in the different world, and they will relax and adjust themselves when they return to this world.

But in addition to going to another world with her, Zhongyuan Zhongye is also a cadre of the port mafia. There are not many people in the organization who can take over his work. As soon as he comes back, he has to pick up the original job again without stopping, and he is busy like a spinning top. .

"When will Chuya finish work?" She lay on the table, looking up at him like a quiet and well-behaved animal.

She hopes that she can also take a good rest and relax herself.

Otherwise, if it goes on for a long time, the body will definitely not be able to hold on.

The orange-red eyes were gorgeous, bright and energetic, and Nakahara couldn't resist reaching out to touch her hair, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

He pursed his lips and coughed, and pretended to flip through the documents at hand: "I can finish this in an hour. I will accompany you around the secret passage of the office during the lunch break."

Nanase Zhenchun's face fell, and she said: "Forget it."

The lunch break should be used for a good rest, taking up the lunch break to play is contrary to her original intention of wanting Zhongyuan Zhongya to relax, and it is really unnecessary.

Zhong Yuanzhong also muffledly responded, lowered her eyes and began to sign the instruction report, and raised her eyes several times during the change of documents in the middle, she kept looking at him eagerly, her eyes following the movements of his hands.

"Aren't you studying self-portraits recently?" He softened his heart, "Go and play first, I'll take care of it soon."

With her head resting on her arm, Nanase Masumi muttered, "It's not a self-portrait, it's a portrait of Araba and Chuya."

Zhong Yuan was also silent. Is that his portrait?

"I can see it now. When was my portrait?" The black and red ink blobs are the ones he saw her draw in Panxingjiao, but his portrait...

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little curious about what she painted.

The eyelids fluttered twice, and Nanase Machun's eyes lit up: "Anytime!"

Gravity control directs the picture book on the sofa to fly over, and she introduces to Nakahara Chuya with great interest: "When Chuya is working, when resting, and when fighting..."

Fingertips on every page of the picture book, Nakahara Chuya's various expressions of contemplation, irritability, and downcast eyes when working, tired of lunch break, lying on the table to rest, lying flat on the sofa, leaning on the head The appearance of the back of the chair, the reckless, unrestrained and unrestrained, indifferent annihilation of the enemy in battle...

Although it was a portrait that was so chaotic that people couldn't see the original appearance clearly, she remembered the content of each page and the mood when it was drawn, and she was full of pride in the masterpiece in the picture book.

"I have paintings!"

Her eyes were shining brightly, and her face was filled with a bright and bright smile, like the brightest little star in the night, easily attracting all his attention.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his hand to press his heart, the thumping sound was so loud that it disturbed the ears and eyes, the world around him was so clean that only her cheerful and flying Kyoto soft words and his heartbeat could be heard.

His brows and expression softened, and he let out a long breath, reluctantly admitting that he was not only possessive of Nanase Zhenchun.

He likes her, and even rejoices that she is paying attention to him.

"Do you remember when these were drawn?" Nakahara Nakaya asked her with a bright smile, and he put the cap on the pen and put the pen back on the pen holder.

Nanase Masumi nodded without hesitation, as a matter of course: "I will remember what I draw."

She erected the drawing book to cover most of her face, only showing her beautiful orange eyes, with slightly curved eyebrows: "I will remember everything about Zhongye."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his eyes and snorted, and simply pushed the documents on the desktop aside, "Let's go, I'll take you to the secret passage."

Nanase Zhenchun was surprised and said, "Isn't Zhong dealing with work?"

She also thought that the workaholics would be busy with work until the next invasion of another world rules.

Zhongyuan Zhong also got up, picked up his coat and put it on his backhand, raised his eyebrows and said: "The work of a cadre is endless, you have been waiting here until dark and you can't leave."

There are only five cadres in the port mafia. Although they don't need to pay attention to all kinds of affairs, it is common for them to stay up late at night after work. For the fighters, the field work is a rare relaxation.

Nanase Zhenchun frowned and followed his pace: "Does Chuya often work overtime and stay up late?"

Staying up late, smoking and drinking heavily, Nakahara Chuya's living habits are really bad, and he can only support himself by relying on his good health.

"No way, work doesn't wait for anyone..." Zhongyuan Zhong also said indifferently: "I can rest assured after the matter is dealt with."

The port mafia is growing stronger day by day, and he is not the only one who works overtime. They are all people who want a better place here.

Nanase Zhenchun lowered her eyes to think, and asked bluntly: "Is Chuya leaving work to accompany me now?"

Glancing at her with cobalt blue eyes, Nakahara raised his eyebrows and asked, "If I say yes, will you persuade me to go back to work?"

She shook her head violently, grabbed Zhong Yuan with her backhand and ran forward, and jumped onto the window in the corridor amidst his astonished expression.

"I don't want it!" She proudly raised her head and said with a smile, "It is impossible for Zhongya to go back after he comes out."

With a step forward, Nanase Masumi pulled Nakahara Chuya out of the office building, and his body fell rapidly. The violent wind blew their hair and agitated their clothes.

"Work is work, play is play, and rest is rest. It is irresponsible to oneself to occupy the time of play and rest with work time." She shouted loudly, falling with her back facing the strong wind.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't let go of his work in the firm, so she forcibly dragged him out of the firm.

"Be responsible for your work and be responsible for yourself!"

When people live in this world, they should be happy and regard themselves as the most important thing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed in astonishment: "It's not credible at all for you to say this."

The rational Nanase Masumi would not say such words, nor would she indulge her heart like this.

Gravity fills the surface of their bodies along their clasped hands, slowing down their falling speed, but Nanase Zhenchun seems to deliberately oppose him, using gravitational field marks to speed up their falling.

"Haven't you ever thought of pampering yourself once?" Nanase Masumi raised her eyebrows and pointed to the ground: "Imagine falling straight down from a high place, and feel the world around you without using supernatural powers."

Zhong Yuanzhong also froze for a moment, pressed his hat and smiled, "You are really crazy."

Saying so, he followed Nanase Makoto's intention and lifted the gravity control.

The body was about to fall straight to the ground, and when it was smashed into a puddle of flesh, the gravitational field exploded, invisible and intangible but encircling them like a net, separating the body from the ground.

"Is it fun?" She asked him excitedly with her messy hair.

Zhongyuan Zhong also grabbed the brim of his hat and pressed it down, trying to hold his face: "It's okay."

He couldn't help muttering: "They said they would take you through the secret path, but they insisted on jumping off the stairs."

He suddenly laughed out loud while he was talking, and before jumping down, he seemed to see Ichiyo Higuchi coming out of the corner, and was about to say hello to them.

After seeing Nanase Masumi pulling him to jump down, her expression instantly turned to panic, which almost made him laugh.

Combing her hair with her fingertips, Nanase Masumi smiled briskly and naturally: "When you get off work, fleeing from the workplace as quickly as possible without being caught working overtime is the most gratifying thing in a day for a social animal."

Zhong Yuan couldn't help laughing: "What's your relationship with social animals?"

The working hours of the anomaly investigator are entirely based on whether there is an invasion of the rules of the different world. As long as there is an anomaly, they must devote themselves to work, but there is no fixed off-duty rest time.

"There are also..." She said bluntly, "I think Zhong can also rest earlier."

"It doesn't matter whether you play peek-a-boo or not, or go to the secret passage..." Nanase Machun smiled brightly, "I have a lot of time, and I can wait forever."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also frowned slightly: "In more than ten days, you still remember this..."

"How many days later, I will remember!"

Nanase Zhenchun interrupted him resolutely, she pursed her lips in displeasure: "Why must it take another ten days? Am I talking nothing now?"

Rational or not, she speaks from the heart.

She is Nanase Masumi, a person with gravitational abilities from another world, Kyoto, and an anomalous investigator of the strange supervision team.

"I came to this world because of Chuya, and I stayed in the port mafia because I like Chuya." Her tone was hurried and slightly raised, with the momentum of a dissatisfied debate.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stared at her in a daze, without making a sound for a while.

"The one who hasn't listened to me carefully is Chuya."

Looking at him with orange eyes stubbornly, Nanase Masumi frowned and said seriously: "Chuya is two years older than me, and I always thought I was a kid, but I have grown up already."

He straightened his hat, smiled and sighed softly: "Yes, you are already an adult who can decide your own future."

He is an adult who can freely choose his future and marriage.