Players covered in single arrows continue to fight

It was already very late when you came back yesterday. After you checked Shi Er's homework, everyone went to sleep separately. Early the next morning, the tourist team officially assembled.

Your father is worried, and wants to arrange guards and servants for you, Naoya shook his head: "Naozai can take care of my sister!"

His face was full of displeasure: "There are already enough people, and Liuyan and Shier..."

When you saw the corner of his mouth twitching, you knew that this little firecracker was about to scold someone again, so you quickly pulled him over, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Naoya reluctantly swallowed the rest of the words, you led him outside, you children didn't take much luggage when you went out, so you showed an attitude of buying something on the spot, and came to the train station with ease.

At this time, the train is small and beautiful. After watching it, you feel a little bored. You take out a deck of cards and say, "Let's play fried golden flowers."

The rules of this game are very simple. Everyone bets first, and then three cards are dealt to decide whether to raise.

"There's no point in making money."

You think of Shi Er and Naoya's messy homework, and Gojo Satoru who is unwilling to go to class all day, and you have an idea: "We use the study time to bet, and the ante is 10 minutes."

"What! Sister, why don't you spend time with your younger brother to gamble?"

Gojo Satoru was still studying the candy he just bought from the convenience store. Hearing this, he didn't raise his head: "Are you a slug? You stick to Tsubaki all day long."

Naoya was furious: "What did you say!"

You were speechless, "Don't make noise, I am the captain and listen to me."

You force everyone to play cards with you. In front of your younger brother, you still want to save face. Honestly, you didn't cheat. You all lost and won, except for one person.

Zenyuan Shier, he highlighted that a person has a big addiction to food, and it’s okay if he hasn’t won a game. This guy also likes to play big games. He just lost for 10 hours and went out.

You looked at the idiot who was helping you with the bookkeeping, and then at the dark-faced Shi Er, and felt that if you continued playing like this, Shi Er would not be in the mood to soak in the hot springs.

You write down the study time owed by everyone in your notebook: "What, let's stop playing and go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, you didn't care about the reactions of your brothers, and fell asleep on the table.

You changed cars a few times, and when you arrived at Qunma, it was already dark.

There is a red bridge in front of the hotel. The street lamps on both sides of the bridge emit warm yellow light. The hotel is hidden in the night, simple and gentle, which will calm down your impetuousness after a long day of driving.

The waiter takes you to the room that Naoya has reserved, and when you open the door, there is a large leisure area, with TVs and the like, and then there is the atrium, where bamboo is planted, and there is a well for decoration.

Passing through the atrium is the bathroom and room private soup, a restaurant and a small bar. Opposite the restaurant is the place where you sleep. The waiter will make the bed according to the number of you.

After learning that you are not accompanied by your parents, the hotel specially arranged cute little beds for each of you. When you look at the bed with the cherry blossom pattern on the innermost side, you can't wait to roll on it now.

The waiter probably saw who in your team could make the decision, and asked if you want to eat now or choose a bathrobe.

bathrobe……?

Speaking of which, you've been wearing a miko costume all day long, and you haven't changed your clothes yet. Gojo Satoru and Shir are both so awesome, so it's okay for you to relax a little, right?

Your dad wears a yukata every day, Yazi looks so comfortable, you wave your hand: "Go and change the yukata first!"

This hotel does not poke needles, and there are all kinds of children's bathrobes. You choose a light green bathrobe. You don't know the pattern on it, but you think it looks good.

Naoya chose the same light green as you, Gojo Satoru's face is already outstanding enough to look good in a sack, Shi Er stands behind you and asks you to help him choose.

Shier always wears black. In island culture, black is the color of mourning. Although it also has a positive connotation of 'strength', it more represents negative emotions such as 'emptiness', 'death' and 'failure'.

The black clothes and Shir's decadent and world-weary expression are handsome, but you look so worried about him.

This time, since he wants you to choose for him, you can simply choose a beaming red for him.

You all changed into your bathrobes and came out, everyone was in good order, only Shire's bathrobes were loosely spread.

Hey, this idiot, you step on the stool and tidy him up: "Shier, you have to be more active and smile more, your luck will get worse and worse if you keep a dark face all day long."

"My kind of person."

Zenyuan Shier started his emo declaration again: "I was born to be rejected by God, so it doesn't matter."

"Say something like that again!"

You are a little angry, but more distressed.

After Zhizai's incident, you can imagine what kind of life Shier used to live in the Buddhist monastery as a person without magic power.

You patted his head, "I like Shier, I am much better than God, so be happy, whatever Shier wants, I will try my best to help you get it."

"Hey."

Gojo Satoru kicked your stool, and you almost fell straight down.

You hold Shier's head for balance, then stare at him: "What are you doing!"

With a stinky face, he said, "I'm hungry."

You jumped off the stool and hit him, "You know how to eat!"

Anyway, he has no lower limit, let you fight, hide or hide, and even blew bubbles: "You are not too."

You look at the bubbles he blows, and scold him: "Gojo Satoru, why are you eating solo food?"

Gojo Satoru took your hand and threw a bubble gum for you, you opened it and ate it, it was watermelon flavored.

You and Gojo Satoru have the bigger bubbles, and Naoya wants to join your competition, but it's a pity that Gojo Satoru, a stingy guy, won't even give him a candy.

"Gojo Wu!" Naoya was furious, "Your sister bought all the candy in your pocket, and spent money from our monastery, yet you are so disrespectful to me, you shameless man, get out of here immediately!"

"what?"

Gojo Satoru's tone was strange: "Tsubaki said, she and I are a family, and it's a little slug like you who should get out."

Naoya was furious: "You are talking nonsense!"

Then they started arguing again.

These two guys have always quarreled along the way, and you would try to persuade them at first, but these two bastards will throw the problem at you in the end, making it seem that the culprit of their quarrel is your son, which makes you very speechless , I didn't want to care about them anymore, so I simply pretended not to hear.

Now, you can automatically filter their trash talk, and when you finally blow a huge bubble and look back, your brother has been beaten and cried by Gojo Satoru.

Hey, if you can't beat him, you still have to make trouble, you stupid Odoudou, Gojo Satoru is still hitting him with one hand.

Naoya was beaten, so he came to you and cried and complained about being a baby, so you ignored him and poked Gojo Satoru to show him your big bubble.

Gojo Satoru looked stunned, and after a few minutes, he blew a bubble bigger than you, and you lost.

You throw bubble gum in the trash, "It's not fun at all."

It's time to eat, and you haven't let go of Gojo Satoru's hand. The four of you are sitting in the dining room. Today's dinner is kaiseki cuisine.

This is the first time for you to eat such a serious Japanese food, and you are almost numb after one bite.

Raw, very fishy.

Gojo Satoru also put on a kitty face, "What, it's too unpalatable."

You drink tea, he eats candy, you look at each other: get away.

You are better than Wujo Wu, you know how to say hello before you slip away: "Shener, Naozai, you guys are delicious, Wujo Wu and I will go out for a walk."

After speaking, you couldn't stand this restaurant any longer, and ran out quickly with Gojo Satoru.

It's getting late now, and the street outside is very lively. You fell in love with a roasted bird, and you led Gojo Wu inside to have a quick meal.

Gojo Satoru directly turned to the page of desserts and there were ten servings, the waiter confirmed several times, you take out your card and pay the bill before he dares to place your order.

You are looking at the barbecue with full expectation, Gojo Satoru suddenly tells you: "There is a curse spirit."

"Ah? Where?"

"It's on the mountain behind, and there are a few stinky kids."

What a stinky kid, isn't he a stinky kid himself, look at him, "Go."

"No." Wutiao Wu said flatly, "Tsubaki will accompany me."

...Alright, stand up, explain to the waiter, and run up the mountain with Gojo Satoru.

As conjurers, you are naturally very fast, and you are close, and you don't need Wujo Wu to help you point out the direction. Take out your bow and arrow, and shoot from a distance, and you will eliminate the curse spirit.

The matter is settled, you look at the boy sitting on the ground, and see that he looks calm, as if there is nothing wrong with Yazi, so you go back home with Gojo Satoru.

You turn around and hear a kid yelling, "Xia You, are you okay!"

The child was obviously fine, but he pretended to be angry and seriously injured: "No, nothing..."

"Let's leave quickly, this place is too weird!"

The sound got farther and farther away, and the group of fur kids who ran up the mountain at night seemed to be going down from the other side. Gojo Satoru followed you, with a displeased face on his face: "You liar."

You find it funny: "You care about others."

"I don't care about him." Wujo Wu threw a candy into his mouth, "But we didn't even get dessert."

"It's the same going back now."

Gojo Gojo made a stinky face: "It's not fresh anymore."

Thinking of your cold grilled skewers, you were also a little depressed, but you quickly adjusted your mentality: "Think about something better, we saved a few more people."

Although your faction, reputation, level and other functions are locked now, and there is no benefit for saving people, you are still a little happy.

Perhaps it is because you have been used to saving people in your previous life, and you have developed a fixed way of thinking. Now that you think that in this abnormal world, people will die at the hands of curse spirits every day, you have a sense of responsibility.

"Gojo Satoru, let's save more people."

Gojo Satoru took your hand and threw you a candy, "It's really troublesome."

"Is this troublesome?"

You are a little speechless: "It's the same as we were yesterday. When you go out to play, you save people by the way. If you don't agree, I will save it yourself."

"Where did I not agree?"

The evening wind rustled the leaves, and the flowers on the road bent their waists in the wind, looking very pitiful. You are wearing a thin bathrobe, but you are not cold at all.

Because you are being wrapped up by a person, wrapped up in his world.

His hands are very hot, and his tone of voice has always been quite arrogant: "Tsubaki goes out alone, and what should I do if I get bled by that group of trash."

You unwrap the candy and eat it.

Sweet.