After confessing to Waste Chai Gang

Decisively put an end to the unnutritious topic, I switched places with Yamamoto who was on the opposite side of the seat, returned to the middle of Kyoko and Koharu, and started chatting between the girl groups.

After listening to a few words, I found out that when the two of them met on the platform, they both held boxes containing small cakes in their hands. After learning that they had the same preferences, the two hit it off quickly , In just one hour, they have evolved to the point where they can go to the bathroom hand in hand.

Xiaochun: "And more! Kyoko ちゃん and I even set the third Sunday of every month as a thanks day, as long as we can eat cakes on this day! Don't you think this is a wonderful fate! "

She spoke with great energy, almost dancing to express her joy to me.

"That's right..."

Kyoko also nodded cooperatively: "As Xiaoharu said, it's really a great fate. And we are also good friends with Hina ちゃん."

If I can still sincerely agree with the previous sentence, then the latter sentence makes me feel a little embarrassed.

I had no choice but to scratch my head, and said in a small voice, "This doesn't count..."

Compared with the probability of getting to know each other and becoming friends in the small town of Namori.Sure enough, it was more of a coincidence between the two of them.

If I use an example to illustrate, it is probably that the girl I met for the first time today also plans to follow the requirements in the book to complete the hundred small things for couples with her boyfriend—or something like that.

If it was me, I would be pleasantly surprised to share our experiences with her.

The unnutritious but cheerful chat continued until we got off the bus. A group of us carried our luggage like commuters returning home to visit relatives during the New Year’s Eve. We transferred to the Toto Line at Ebisu Station in Shibuya District. When I was there, I was asked where to study by a kind aunt passing by.

But after hearing our answer to Nishimachi.For showing a confused look similar to being touched in a blind spot of knowledge, it is obvious that he has never heard of this place.

In this regard, my little experience of Bingsheng can't help but deepen a little bit.

After getting on the Shinkansen, the seat changed from the double row of long side chairs of the tram to a four-seater with a small table in the middle.

Although there were ten people in total, Li Baoen and Rambo were small enough to be hugged in their arms.

With this premise, we ended up taking only two sets of seats.Tsunayoshi and I sat together, facing Yamamoto and Gokuji, and on the other side of an aisle, there were four seats: Sasakawa Senpai, Koharu, and Kyoko and Biyang who were holding Rambo and Riboen respectively. Qi——

This is the name of the beautiful pink-haired sister.

And if it was unexpected, she turned out to be the elder sister of the prison temple.

In fact, it doesn't seem so surprising?

After all, if you look carefully, the faces of the two are indeed somewhat similar, especially the eyes.

But what I have to admit is that the appearance of this pair of siblings is really very high, and it feels like they were born by completely inheriting the advantages of both parents.

It's a pity that the relationship doesn't seem to be very good. Prison Temple seems to be very resistant to seeing the other party, and hardly talks to Bi Yangqi.

Lanbo, who was still dozing off with his head down on the tram just now, became energetic once he got on the Shinkansen. He twisted and twisted in Kyoko's arms, and soon broke free, and landed on the ground with a cheer, as if he had lost his grip He seemed to start running in the narrow aisle, yelling at the same time, attracting the attention of the passengers on both sides.

"Lanbo ちゃん?" Kyoko stood up worriedly, apologized in a low voice to the people around her, and quickly chased after him, trying to catch the running Maverick.

I, Xiaochun, Tsunayoshi and I hurried to help. Seeing so many people come to catch him together, Rambo became even more excited, and started playing hide-and-seek in the Shinkansen carriage.

While hiding, he laughed triumphantly: "Whahahaha——You idiots, you can't even touch Lord Lanbo's hair!"

He is small and agile, and he runs very fast. I stooped forward to grab a handful, but only met his flying calf tail. I puffed up my face a little annoyedly: "You slow down!"

Gang Ji quickly squeezed in front of me, anxious and a little ashamed, his voice amplified unconsciously: "Lan Bo! Sit back and sit quietly, don't run around in this kind of situation!"

"Hmph, Mr. Lanbo don't want to go back!"

As Lan Bo said, he jumped directly onto the empty seat, kicked his calf on the back of the high chair, and jumped directly on top of Gangji's head with his strength, stepped on his head and jumped to a place further in front, and at the same time Successfully turned around and made a face at us: "Slightly—"

"Damn it..." Maybe it was because of seeing Tsunaji slumped, Yuji immediately stood up, got under the table without caring about his image, stretched out his hand and tried to reach Lanbo who was hiding inside, but was stepped on by the other party instead , suddenly jumped up in pain.

"It's not good."

Yamamoto scratched his head, watching us swaying in a huddle, not knowing what to do.

"Oh Sawada, let me try!"

Seeing this, Sasakawa-senpai also joined in, but ended up bumping heads with Gokuji accidentally. Both of them felt that the other party was intentionally interfering with them, and they confronted each other for a while, and the scene became even more chaotic.

"You damn lawn head, do you want to fight!"

"I didn't see it! You, the octopus head, bumped into it on purpose!"

"Hey! Haru didn't catch it...He went towards you, Yamamoto-kun—"

"Okay, look at me—hahaha, I accidentally ran away, sorry, sorry."

"Ramba-chan, don't make a fuss anymore, or we'll all be kicked out of the car!"

This is Kyoko who is starting to worry.

On the other hand, Gangji had collapsed and hugged his head: "Ah, what should I do! Why do things like this always make me catch up!"

He happened to be in front of me, so I had to stop, and patted his head hesitantly: "It's okay, A Gang-kun."

Anyway, there are only five stops in total, and at worst, we will go to Mihua Town.

This kind of thing happens in public, it can make people feel social death.

In the end, Riboun couldn't stand it any longer. Before we were all driven off by the train conductor, it was useless. Then he held the Leon hammer with the word 10t printed on it, and used an elegant posture like playing golf. With a bang, Lanbo flew down from the luggage rack above, and landed in Kyoko's arms who were already nervously waiting with open arms.

At this point, the farce finally came to an end. Like elementary school students who have done something wrong, we buried our heads and pretended to be quails, covering our faces and sitting back in our respective seats.

Is this the power of a kindergarten boy?

I silently pulled up the pink sunscreen T that I was wearing outside the suspenders, but it was a pity that the thin and almost see-through fabric couldn't hide my appearance at all.

Suddenly, I can understand what my mother should do.

Her unreliable and unreliable character, couldn't it be formed because she was with such a child every day?

The suffocating sense of shame gradually faded away as the car gradually became quieter. He was completely unaffected from just now, and he would stare back viciously when his neighbors cast prying eyes on him. Observing Gang Ji's expression, he probably felt that the time was almost up, so he took out the clothes playing card from his body like offering a treasure, and handed it to Gang Ji.

Prison Temple: "Judaimu, I have nothing to do anyway, do you want to play with this for a while?"

Tsunayoshi, who was leaned against the wall by me, moved slightly, but before hearing him speak, Yamamoto was the first to respond: "Okay, let's play two games, Gang. Do you want to join us?"

"Eh?"

Gang Ji seemed to be in a daze, rubbing the top of his head, he should be looking at me over his head.

Sure enough, a hoarse voice soon came from above: "Do you want Yangcai to play together?"

Along with his inquiry, the prison temple's eyes also fell on me.But it was just a glance, and he quickly looked away with a frown.

Yamamoto stared at us generously, with clear eyes and a hearty smile on his face.

Inexplicably, I became the focus of the four of them. I blinked and realized that they were talking to me after half a beat, so I shook my head decisively and refused.

"No, you can just play."

After such a fuss just now, I seem to be a little sleepy all of a sudden.

Gang Ji also seemed to have noticed something, adjusted my posture to make me lean more comfortably, lowered my head and said softly: "Do you want to cover something?"

"no need……"

My eyelids were already fighting, and I rolled over to face him like a koala, wrapping my arms around his hands and wrapping them around his waist, while moving my butt out so that my head could rest on the the position of his chest.

The warm body temperature quickly enveloped me, I kept this posture and muttered something, and then fell asleep unconsciously.

He didn't sleep very soundly this time, and he could always hear the boys playing cards as hard as they could, but they were still close at hand.

But the warm heat source under my body, which I regarded as a pillow, never moved.So I never woke up from such a sleep.

Maybe it was a dream, or maybe it wasn’t, just so dazed for an unknown amount of time, when suddenly there was a slight push on my shoulder, I woke up from a light sleep instantly, opened my eyes with a wrinkled face, through He raised his arms and looked out, only to realize that he had arrived at the station.

"Are you here...it's time to get off."

My head was still a little dazed, I was talking to myself and climbed off him, I shook my body a few times before standing still, and dragged the suitcase out from under the seat.

Just as I was about to leave, I found a force holding me down.

Turning his head, he saw that Tsuna was carrying his bag on one shoulder.Holding the shoulder strap with one hand, the other hand pressed on my suitcase, looking at me worriedly: "Can you do it? Or I'll help you carry it."

As he said that, he raised his hand that was pressing on the box and stretched it towards the handle, but I pulled it forward to avoid it.

"It's fine……"

Nao has almost woken up, I glanced at my friends who were already waiting on the platform, quickly pulled up the suitcase and grabbed him, motioning him to go forward quickly: "Let's go too."

This is Mihua Station on the Dongdu Ring Road.Although it is also one of the urban areas under the jurisdiction of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, compared to Namori Town, which is completely deviated from the Tokyo Ring Road, Mihua is completely like a metropolis.

It's no wonder that my classmates in elementary school would call the town where our family moved to the countryside.

Even if you just look at it from here, you can't compare with Mi Hua at all, including the old tram that is so old that the whole body is full of signs of time, the front of the car is even peeled off, and the platform is so small that it will appear crowded if more people stop. Compared.

Following the flow of people out of the station, the field of vision suddenly widened.

As Sakurano said, it is raining in Tokyo right now, and the dense raindrops fell on the huge fountain at the exit, and soon disappeared like a drop of river water jumping into the ocean.

Probably because of the rain, the number of people stranded at the station increased significantly. I stood in the noisy sea of ​​people and started to navigate.

"Auntie Concubine just went to see her daughter at her husband's place today." While checking which bus route is the nearest, I whispered to Gangji next to me.

"visit?"

Gang Ji didn't understand a bit, and there was some doubt in his eyes: "Do they not live together?"

I groaned, and thought carefully about what my mother had mentioned before, and frowned uncertainly after a while: "It is said that I have been separated from my husband for ten years... I don't know the details."

Gangji: "..."

The corner of Gangji's mouth twitched: "Separated for ten years... What's the difference between this and divorce?"

He doesn't understand this.

I was shocked, put down the phone and looked at him, and said righteously: "Of course! Divorce means that they don't love each other anymore. If they don't get divorced, it means that they still love each other, so maybe it's just a quarrel."

Although ten years is a long time, adults always seem to be embarrassed to reconcile, so it seems reasonable to think about it.

But I don't want to be like them, holding on to the so-called face and not taking the initiative to talk to the other party, it's something that a coward would do.

Thinking this way, I looked at Gangji and calmed down my voice to comfort him: "Don't worry, Ah Gang-kun, if there is such a day, I will take the initiative to come to you after I calm down."

Of course, the premise is that I still like him.

And he still loves me.

If it is not for mutual affection, unilateral entanglement seems to be meaningless.

Seeing Gangji's bewildered face, with a confused expression of not knowing why the topic changed so quickly, I quickly took back the mess and continued to share gossip with him.

Me: "That's right, and Auntie Concubine's husband is a very famous detective. When he lived in Tokyo, his name often appeared in newspapers and news. Ever heard of him?"

"No……"

Gang Ji shook his head hesitantly, rubbing his nose as if feeling a little uneasy: "Is there still such a job as a detective these days? I only heard of the kind of private detective who helps people take evidence of an affair..."

"Is that so..."

It really is a small city.

I thought about it, and said, "It's better than that, right? Mr. Maori is responsible for helping the police solve the case."

Probably similar to the level of an official advisor?

It involved something that I didn't quite understand, so I decisively stopped the topic and started researching how to get to Café Poirot.

Because there are too many people, at least two taxis are needed to take a taxi. The high price is not something that junior high school students can easily afford, so I decided to take the bus decisively.

After asking for everyone's consent, Li Baoen said lightly: "Then you two go there, Biyangqi and the others go to the hotel to check in first."

As he spoke, he sat in Biyangqi's arms and raised his head, glanced at the cloudy gray sky, and explained sympathetically: "If you don't hurry to the hotel in this kind of weather, you will probably be in trouble in the next few days." I can only sleep on the street for days.”

This is an important question!

I immediately paid attention to it, and nodded seriously: "Okay, then you go to the Mihua Hotel first, and Mr. Agang and I will come back to meet you after seeing Aunt Wanfei."

I took Gang Ji's hand, but before he could react, he was dragged by me before he could keep up.

Judaime, who is sad at Shogakuji Temple, please be careful!Putting the words behind us, we boarded the bus to Gochome and waved to our companions through the window.

The car started slowly, until I could no longer see them, then I put my hand down, looking at Gang Ji's fair side face still staring out the window, I couldn't help poking him lightly.

Me: "Ah Gang-kun, are you nervous?"

"Me, me?"

Gang Ji subconsciously turned his head, heard the words and pointed at himself, then quickly put down his hands, and sat obediently on the orange seat of the bus, a little confused: "Why should I be nervous?"

"Um……"

I pondered, "Because you want to see the elders?"

I'm just a friend of my mother who I don't know very well, but I'm nervous for some reason.

But I won't tell Gang Ji about this kind of thing, it's too embarrassing!

About ten minutes later, the shaking bus stopped, and Gangji and I got off from it.

Polo Café is located on the first floor of Mihuacho 39-chome [-]. The cafe is not too big, and the decoration style is very simple. Except for the small vertical signboard at the door, only the name of the shop is pasted on the window with white tape. The upper row is COFFEE in English, and the lower row is a huge ポアロ.

At first glance, it is flamboyant and eye-catching, and it is absolutely unmistakable.

"excuse me--"

Because of the rain, the cafe in the middle of the morning was abnormally quiet, and there were no customers in the empty storefront.

I pushed open the transparent glass door, and the welcome wind chime above my head shook slightly, and there was a crisp sound.

"welcome--"

The weather outside was very cloudy, and the lights in the cafe were not turned on. A clear male voice sounded from behind the slightly dark cashier counter, and then someone stood up and walked around the counter to greet us.

This is a tall adult man, at least 180 centimeters by visual inspection.As he approached, I had to look up to see his face clearly.

Another half-breed.

This was my first reaction when I saw the other person's appearance clearly.

The man in front of him has short light blonde hair that is completely different from Asians, and a wheat-colored skin that looks healthy at first glance. He has a very handsome face and seems to be only in his early 20s.

There was a slight smile on his lips, his gray-blue eyes were bright and sharp, as if he knew that we would come, his eyes wandered around Tsuna and me, and finally locked on me, smiling slightly Said: "This young lady is the client of lawyer Fei today, right?"

Although it was an interrogative sentence, his determined tone inexplicably made his question look confident, as if he had spoken an ordinary declarative sentence.

I froze for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "Yes, Auntie Concubine and I made an appointment to meet here. I don't know who you are?"

"I'm a waiter at this coffee shop."

The man smiled slightly, took us to a seat by the window and sat down, pulled out the menu from behind as if by magic, pulled out the ballpoint pen in his breast pocket, and pressed the refill.

After finishing everything in an orderly manner, he said with a smile: "Toru Amuro—my name."

This handsome clerk named Toru Amuro claimed to be the disciple of Aunt Concubine's husband. He warmly received Tsunakichi and me, and left with the menu after ordering.

Watching his back disappear behind the curtain leading to the kitchen, I fidgeted and moved my legs, stretching out my hand to pull Gangji.

"Huh?" Gangji looked at me suspiciously, I blinked at him, he paused for a moment, and moved closer in understanding, so that I could speak in his ear.

There is only a thin curtain between the kitchen and the hall, and I can clearly hear the voice of Mr. Amuro talking to people here.

Habitually hugging Gang Ji's arm close to me, I leaned over and whispered: "Let's change places."

The seats in the cafe are the same as those on the Shinkansen. Tsunayoshi and I sat side by side on one of the sofas, with a table in the middle, and the sofa opposite was reserved for the elder concubine.

At this time, I was sitting at the innermost side by the window, and Tsuna was sitting near the aisle, that is, on the outside.

He looked at me puzzled, his brown eyes blinked lightly: "What happened?"

Seeing that he didn't move, I had no choice but to tell him my thoughts: "I'm going to pay the bill later, I can't let Aunt Concubine treat you as soon as I come."

Before coming here, my mother specifically asked me to save money when I go out.But you can't save money blindly, you must be willing to spend the necessary money.So I plan to pay for this meeting meal myself.

Reaching into the rabbit bag, I touched the still bulging wallet, imagining how it would look shriveled when I returned to Bingsheng, and I couldn't help shedding sad tears in my heart.

Woohoo... This is all the pocket money I've saved!

Not knowing the pain in my heart at all, Tsuna was reminded by me, and only then did she realize the things to be noticed in this regard, and she suddenly realized what she said.

Then he raised a hand and stretched it out, pressed it on the back of my hand holding his arm, and said to me as if to comfort him: "No need, I'll just go, you can eat here with peace of mind."

As Gangji said, he was about to get up and go to pay the bill. I quickly hugged him and refused to let him go: "No, how can I only spend your money? And you don't know Aunt Concubine!"

He's just here to be with me.

"It's all right."

Tsuna shook his head indifferently, trying to pull his arm out of my hands, but failed.

Boys seem to care about who spends money in relationships...

Thinking of this, I hesitated, then opened my arms towards him instead.

Me: "Is it okay to hug? A hug is worth 1000 yen? Is it a bit much... 500 yen?"

Observing his expression, looking at Gang Ji's frightened expression when he heard something terrible, I slumped my shoulders a little discouraged, puffed up my face and said: "Forget it, I'd better go with you."

This reaction...

Sure enough, it's platonic who doesn't like physical contact!

And Gang Ji also came back to his senses, took a step back in panic, a few blush appeared on his fair face, he avoided my sight in a bit of embarrassment, and stammered: "I-I said no! Just go!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly turned around and ran to the back of the kitchen to find Mr. Amuro. No matter how he looked at his back, he looked like he was running away.

I stood up with my wallet in hand, and just as I was about to catch up, the door of the cafe was pushed open from the outside.

clatter--

It was the soft sound of high heels landing.

I turned around and saw a woman with brown hair neatly coiled up and wearing a dark purple professional suit standing at the door patting the raindrops on her shoulders while helping the girl behind her Detangle wet hair.

"Auntie Concubine?"

The person in front of me gradually overlapped with the image in my memory, I opened my mouth, and called out my title with some uncertainty.

There were no extra people in the small cafe. Although my voice was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to the other party's ears.

The brown-haired woman quickly raised her head, and looked precisely at where I was. She paused slightly, her quiet eyes hidden under the lens were bent, and she smiled kindly at me: "Hina."

No mistake...

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then I stood up a little cautiously, and instantly forgot all about going to check out with Gang Ji, and said hello to her seriously: "It's me, good morning, Aunt Concubine."

"I kept you waiting for a long time, have you eaten yet? Why don't I invite you?"

Auntie Concubine walked up to me as she said that. Behind her was a long-haired girl who looked somewhat similar to her. She had a beautiful face, probably a high school student.

"This is my daughter, Mao Lilan."

Probably because my observing eyes were too obvious, Aunt Concubine glanced sideways at the girl, and quickly introduced to me.

"Uh..." I hesitated: "Sister Maori?"

Mao Lilan smiled with her eyes bent, and corrected me gently: "It's just me Xiaolan, you are Hina ちゃん."

good...

I nodded, and obediently changed my words: "Sister Xiaolan."

"What to eat?"

Auntie Concubine took Xiaolan and sat across from me. She looked like a regular customer and said to me in a familiar way: "The Poirot-made mullet roe pasta here is very popular. Do you want to try it?"

Seeing her looking up at the back of the counter, as if she was about to order, I hurriedly stopped her and said, "I ordered it just now! Auntie Concubine also has some! It's just...uh..."

I glanced at Xiaolan who was out of the plan, and whispered: "I didn't know that sister Xiaolan would also come, so I only ordered three..."

Seeing my embarrassment, Xiaolan quickly waved her hand and helped me out in a considerate manner: "It's okay, I've already had breakfast, and I'm not hungry at all now. It's fine for Yangcai ちゃん to ​​eat with my mother."

"Three people?" Aunt Concubine's eyes fell on my side, where Tsuna Kichi was sitting just now, and Mr. Amuro had already placed tissues.

As if recalling something, she couldn't help but stroked her forehead, and sighed: "I thought that guy Minge was still as unreliable as before, and he actually let such a young daughter come to Tokyo alone. "

Akie Mori is my mother's name.

Because I only met Aunt Concubine a few times when I was a child, I am not very familiar with her.

But at this moment, through her address to mother, the familiar tone of obvious closeness to each other made me feel something like reassurance.

It's as if they have a common sustenance... No...

Maybe a friend of a friend is also a friend—that kind of feeling?

In short, it was a wonderful atmosphere that could make the sense of distance disappear, so I couldn't help but feel a little closer to Aunt Concubine, so I let go of my courage and had a conversation with her.

After chatting for a few words, Gangji came back from the checkout. When he saw the strange adult woman opposite, he obviously became a little nervous. He said hello to her and Xiaolan awkwardly, and then sat back next to me. own position.

I stretched out my hand and held him tightly under the table, imitating the way Aunt Concubine introduced Xiaolan just now, trying to be natural, but blushing for some reason and said to them: "This, this is Sawada Tsunayoshi, from Bingsheng Middle School A first-year student, Auntie and sister Xiaolan, just call him Agang!"

What is going on with this feeling as if you are meeting your parents!

Seeing Xiaolan's eyes that looked at us curiously, and then gradually changed to a thoughtful expression, my face was hot, and I quickly let go of the hand holding Gangji.

Aunt Concubine's quiet eyes fell on us, and she glanced at us calmly.Then he smiled slightly, as if he had seen through something, but he didn't point it out.

Poirot's special mullet roe spaghetti, which is highly recommended as a signature dish, was served quickly.

But unlike the three copies he imagined, Mr. Amuro seemed to know that someone else would follow, and he even prepared Xiaolan's copy in advance.

"Your food has been served, please enjoy it to your heart's content."

The handsome blond man smiled brightly, and placed the last plate of spaghetti in front of me, retracting his sleek wheat-colored arms.

Xiaolan thanked him softly at first, but she was obviously surprised when she saw him: "Did Mr. Amuro go out with Dad today?"

Amuro groaned, and said with a smile: "Mr. Maoli suddenly changed his mind and said that he was going to watch the horse race, so he let me come back first. But judging by the current weather, he probably won't be able to watch the horse race. He should be very happy too." Be back soon."

Xiaolan: "..."

Xiaolan was embarrassed, and laughed embarrassingly: "This is indeed something my father would do."

Compared with her euphemism, Aunt Concubine is much more straightforward. Unlike the strong aura of mature and calm working women when they first met, when she mentioned her husband, her tone became obviously like a teenage girl. He expressed his dissatisfaction almost coquettishly: "He still does such annoying things all the time. He's either drinking or betting on horses all day long. Sure enough, it was the right decision to leave home at that time!"

Speaking of this, because it involves family affairs between husband and wife, all the people present are juniors, so naturally they can't get in the way, so the atmosphere quickly fell silent.

As for Mr. Amuro, Aunt Concubine, and Sister Xiaolan, these three people obviously know each other, and they are discussing the husband of Aunt Concubine, whom I have never met, so Tsuna and I had no choice but to bow our heads in silence.Although he didn't speak, he tacitly pricked up his ears to listen to some gossip.

This is the family affairs of the famous detective Mori Kogoro. Compared with those popular entertainment stars, who is more attractive?

Hmm... For those who don't pay attention to social news, gossip about celebrities is probably more interesting.

The air had only been quiet for a few seconds, and Mr. Amuro seemed not aware of this somewhat embarrassing atmosphere. His gray-blue eyes glanced at Tsunayoshi and me, and then changed the subject very naturally. Aunt Concubine said with a smile: "But compared to these, Lawyer Concubine doesn't have to worry too much about the safety of friends and children. After all, Mihua Town is very safe."

"Yes, yes." Xiaolan quickly answered, "The security of Mihua Town is among the best in Tokyo!"

Eh--

I eavesdropped on their conversation while eating noodles.

It seems that Mihua Town is really safe, no wonder my mother doesn't seem to react to me going to Tokyo by myself.

As expected of Tokyo, even the Metropolitan Police Department is so reliable, it is completely different to follow Bingsheng who will appear dangerous objects casually!

The author has something to say: Thanks to Mr. Yinqing Haimi, L, Uncle Cat for Money, Man Fanghua, 18211147, Yutu, Brain Lustuff, Youhu Suisui for feeding the nutrient solution, I am also working hard today Sprout oh-v-!

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This is today's normal update, I accidentally exploded the number of words...

I currently owe chapter 3, and the next chapter will start to pay off the debt...