I'm afraid I can do anything

The smell of childish dye.

Different from the others, with the taste of icing she likes.

Girls with a sweet tooth will always grab a chocolate covered in frosting, or a layer cake filled with cream, and eat it happily and carefully.She likes to rub her dry eyes with her fingers, so the little bit of sweetness will remain on the soft eyelids, making it easy for people to fall into the illusion of cake-like softness.

Eyes closed tightly.

The timidly trembling eyelashes.

Hands clutching clothes tightly.

lick.

swallow.

After the curse spirit on his body was suppressed for the first time, Xiao Xunran raised his head happily: "It seems to be really useful!"

Then from the shyness at the beginning to the proficiency later, and even ran over from the balcony window at night, Ai Ai said bad things: "Jie Jun, can you lick me today too?"

Furthermore, after being rejected, the back of the head will droop like a puppy, and the ponytail on the back of the head will hang down without any spirit.

She thought it was just a way to suppress the curse spirit, but she didn't know that as she grew up, it was an invitation with another meaning for the boy.

Even the current impulse, the desire to kiss each other is greater than other.

Xia Youjie's expression was always calm, his eyes were lowered, and he just touched it.

Because the orange boy slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on his face without focus, as if trying to identify who it was.

Then, when Xia Youjie wanted to distance himself and withdraw his hand, she habitually and affectionately rubbed the boy's palm, and said dryly: "Jie."

In this way, there is no way to leave.

Xia Youjie noticed that her left eye had turned a deeper blood red, and she squinted uncomfortably, as if it would not return to its original color for a while.

He turned his head to call Jiajin: "Glass."

"Senior sister is awake?"

"Sister!"

For the players, from defeating the belief in the god of production to the present, it is just waiting for a while in the dark standby interface.

After the consciousness belonging to Mango Qifeng took over, the sister's sharp and aggressive spell dissipated in an instant, and the whole person showed a gentle and obedient posture.

Jia Ruozi was able to stand in front of Qian Cheng, draw the simple curtain beside the hospital bed, and isolate the concerned and worried boys from the outside.She complained angrily: "It's too messy."

"sorry!"

"The speed of admitting mistakes is very fast." Jiarui Glass used the reversal spell on Qiancheng. In fact, the sister who had been a super-level cursed spirit had already tried to heal this body with magic power, so it didn't take much effort.

But she still frowned, and pressed Qian Cheng's wound angrily: "I'm worried about you to death."

As soon as he heard that Qian Cheng was seriously injured and unable to get close, Jia Ru Niu Zi immediately ran over from the school.

The moment the wound was pressed, a sense of crisis appeared as if being pricked by some peeping.

Jiarui Glass looked at the girl's red pupils, and let go of her hand as if nothing had happened.

Qian Cheng held the girl's hand with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine, except that my spell power is a little lacking."

But this is exactly what Qiancheng wants to see. Although Qi Feng's spell power is almost empty, her ability as a younger sister is constantly increasing, and the progress bar of camp conversion is also moving forward bit by bit.

It seems that when the younger sister fully appears, the progress bar will almost reach the end.

She sat up from the bed: "Look? It's alive and kicking. The wound is almost healed."

The curtain moved, and people outside seemed to want to come in and take a look.

But the rustling of clothes stopped.

"only……"

Jia Ruozi looked at her left eye hesitantly.

"It's ok."

Qian Cheng knew that she was worried about her sister: "She won't hurt me. I won't let her hurt you either."

After all, that's who she is.

Jia Ruozi pursed his lips.

That's not what worries her.

But -

The school is holding a meeting to discuss the punishment plan for the awakened super-cursed wraith "sister" and the super-cursed "Mango Chiffon".

When she came this time, she also received a secret mission to "escort" her friend back to the high school.

This kind of thing is hard to talk about, so Jia Ruozi changed the topic: "Next time, don't fight alone in the front, and look at the partners who want to fight side by side with you."

"I know!"

Jia Ruozi also understands that his best friend is not only the mentor of the second-year students, but also the magician who wants to protect ordinary people.It is her duty to protect them.

According to Haibara Yuu, after realizing that the enemy is the belief of Uzumura God, his friend blocked the fatal blow against Haibara, and in a state of being injured, he forcefully asked the students to evacuate the crowd and be alone. People are facing the intensive offensive of the belief in the native land god.

The target who was thought to be able to deal with it even if injured has quite difficult spells and impressive strength. On the premise of protecting the villagers and juniors, if the "sister" appeared after the seal fell off, I am afraid that this would not be the case now The injury is...

She has no idea that players can easily save and load files and change their lives against the sky!

"It's one thing to know, it's the same next time, right?"

The girl bent her cat eyes: "With the nitrous, I will be fine."

"...that's why I don't like going out to perform missions." Jiarui Niuzi complained, "If I follow you, you will only mess up more? It seems that I will pay for treatment like money like Senior Sister Mingming .”

"I'm rich!"

"........."

The house scorpion opened the curtain with a "swish" and reported to the same period standing against the wall: "She is basically fine. However, she will be like an ordinary person for a while."

A friend whose spell power has been emptied is like being drained of blood, and it is difficult to recover in a short time.

She turned to her junior: "The school will send other conjurers to solve the next task. You two should come back to school with me and have a good rest."

After getting the response from his junior, Jia Ruozi's eyes fell on Xia Youjie, and he lowered his voice.

"The school already knows about my sister, and the situation is not optimistic."

"I see."

"Jie, if you have nothing to do in the future, let's go back together."

"it is good."

There was an episode before Chisumi was brought back to school from Nagano.

That was the son of one of the three dead villagers who stopped Qian Cheng angrily, and asked her tearfully why she didn't work harder to protect her parents' lives.

Qian Cheng was full of question marks at his inexplicable malice.

The npc seems to be alive...?

She squatted down, stared at this passerby's face like a template, and said seriously: "I'm sorry."

Then he switched his younger sister's vest and fox to pretend to be a tiger, which frightened him to tears, and ran away in a hurry.

Xia Youjie behind the corner watched all this calmly, his steps were stopped by the girl's gentle actions, and one end of the already precarious balance suddenly sank.

Can't he see it?

In order to save people, how much did you sacrifice.

She cannot be sacrificed just because she didn't have it, and her efforts cannot be ignored and hurt because the wound is hidden under the clothes.

After all, who is the weak one?

The Shinkansen from Nagano to Tokyo takes only one and a half hours.

Along the way, because of her injury, Qiancheng was favored by her peers and her juniors in every possible way. Not to mention the enthusiastic and caring Hui Yuanxiong, Nanami Jianren also asked her needs many times, and even ran in the waiting room while waiting for the bus. Went out for a limited edition coffee jelly.

"Sister, the air conditioner in the car is a bit cold, can you cover it with my coat?"

"Huh? Do you want to eat the char siew in my train bento?"

"Let me help you tear open the jelly package, what? Let me feed it with a spoon? Hmm..."

The needle does not poke!

Jia Ruozi: "Enough is enough, Hui Yuanxiong! Your arm is still bandaged!"

After scolding his junior, Nitro turned to Qiancheng again: "And you. Don't take the junior's care for granted."

Qian Cheng pretended to be dead.

In fact, for the players, this injury really has little effect.

It's just that some negative buffs have been added, the movements are a little slower, the corners of the eyes are sore and stinging, and I can't use the spell power as easily as before.If it is changed to a game, the agility will drop significantly, the visual barrier will increase, and the spell power will be emptied.

At the same time, there is a little weakening of the game function.

For example, she could originally view a detailed map with a radius of several kilometers and the distribution of ordinary enemies, but now she can only view a range of tens of meters with herself as the center.

But on the other hand, after the seal of the special spell spirit came off, Qian Cheng could not only see the progress bar of the spell spirit camp slowly advancing, but also found that the restriction on switching and controlling the younger sister was not as stuck as before.

There is no time limit, no occasion limit, as long as you accumulate a certain amount of anger, the younger sister will appear.

It can even be switched seamlessly.

Maybe it can be double-opened in the future!

Qian Cheng thought about what she could do in the future, and looked towards the car window with her face lifted.

The windows after entering the tunnel clearly illuminate everything in the compartment.

Hui Yuanxiong's worries about Qiancheng overwhelmed his desire to see his seniors and sisters reconcile, and he did not match them up like before.Because Xia Youjie was not as enthusiastic as his juniors, he quietly followed at the end of the line, and the seat was also at the farthest end from Qian Cheng.

but……

Xia Youjie was looking at her.

I don't know how long the gaze lasted, but he didn't move away because of his gaze.