Sunday without Qi

There were too many people coming from all directions, I hurriedly avoided my sight to prevent someone from being petrified, but because of a terrible accident, there were more and more people, and it would be even harder to get out if this continues!

Oh, a bad day, ah, a day of disaster, my heart is ashes.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Yato leaned over and asked me what happened. Of course, he didn't forget to express his false alarm. "It was really thrilling just now! Fortunately, my god is blessed."

He spoke as if he had just been resurrected from the dead.

[Still claiming to be a god at this juncture?Just kidding, it wasn't your luck just now, and you had to be rescued by this superpower. 】

I pushed him away, and there was a smell of sweat from my hands when I was too close.

——It would be bad if you were petrified by my sight.

"Save the gods? So you still plan to do that kind of thing." Ye

Dou propped his chin, and suddenly turned his face seriously, then he let out a long breath as if he understood something immediately, nervously took out a big and exaggerated wine bottle from his sweatshirt, and moved away in an instant The coins in the wine bottle rattled.

"Make up your own mind, don't have any good intentions!"

I could feel his vigilant gaze as if he was looking at the robber, "Are you planning to charge? I didn't ask you to save me. It is absolutely impossible to take away the start-up funds of the shrine from me!"

【…】

I almost forgot that there was such a thing hidden in his arms all the time.

It is said that Yetou himself said that it was full of five yuan incense money, but according to Yetou's efficiency in receiving business and fulfilling wishes, I don't know how long I have saved half a jar of that thing.

So it turned out that the handlebar didn't hurt him just now, was it because it was blocked by the glass wine jar?

And why are you guarding against me!

[Who cares about that pile of five-yuan coins! 】

Sure enough, you can't believe the identity of the gods in this story.

Useless and stingy, useless and mediocre, this unknown young man wearing a tracksuit and a handkerchief, with sweaty and slippery hands, is at most a homeless man rubbing the floor of a shrine.

I sighed to calm myself down.

But after thinking about it, he still waved to him, and at the same time tried to make his tone more peaceful, harmless to humans and animals.

[Come here for a while. 】

"Why! Can't you just say something? I always feel that you have a conspiracy when you are so secretive, such as throwing me to Nigeria. Then I have to rely on luck to come back."

I didn't speak, and he said nervously: "It can't be true, can it? Do you want to be so vicious, Saiki Kusuo?"

It is rare to hear my full name from Yato, and he is too far away from me, even moving away more than ten meters.

This is not the effect I want now, and I am quite helpless to appease him.

[You come here and I have something to tell you, it's very important. 】

What?You say it sounds like flirting?Are you sick that everything looks like flirting?

Why don't you think I'm teasing a cat?

That's not right, I don't like cats, next.

"Is there something important that I can't talk about properly." Yato muttered, although I couldn't hear his heart, and I could still feel his vigilance, but the sound of his footsteps still approached slowly.

I covered my profile with my hands, and controlled myself not to look at him.

When he approached and I could almost hear his breathing, this time I completely closed my eyes and said to him in a low voice:

[There are too many people and I am afraid of accidents, please help me pick up these books first. 】

Before I finished speaking, Yato was already asking, he still sounded a little worried, "And then?"

[Then pick up the glasses I crushed, and take me to a remote place to avoid. 】

I say so.

Now there seem to be more and more people watching the excitement, and I saw a few familiar faces in the crowd.

——The red hair stood out from the crowd, and the red eyes glanced away.

It's Akashi Seijuro again, he seems to be everywhere.

Before the police/policeman has time to rush over to investigate, it is better to take a step first.

Yato probably knew what I meant, so he didn't break his mouth this time.

He stuffed the wine bottle and jar back into his clothes. This time I won’t go into details about how he stuffed it in. It’s hard for normal people to imagine how he took it out and put it back.

"This is an extra service." He muttered, "You deserve good reviews."

Turns out you really have a system for giving positive reviews.I regret not writing a bad review right away before today.But now I really want something from others, so I have to reluctantly agree to his unreasonable request.

Yato prepared everything according to my words, I closed my eyes and forced myself to avoid my physical reluctance, leaning on him a little bit.

And Yato held me with one hand, and carried a pile of comic books in the other. I didn't exert any power on him, and Yato was panting tiredly like a funny and tragic tortoise.

"It's like I'm walking a dog," he complained.

I closed my eyes and answered him.

[It's me who is skating a turtle. 】

I subconsciously wanted to say cats, but after thinking about it, I really don't like cats, so forget it.

Akashi didn't stay around for long.

I quietly watched with clairvoyance, and he quickly left with the bodyguards.

When I got to a place where no one was around, I used teleportation to quickly transfer back home with Yato.

There were still some small episodes in the middle, and on the way back, I ran into Accelerator by accident, and pretending to be blind, I easily slipped past the scrutiny of Shiro, who was in a bad mood all day because he kept seeing Kamijou Touma.

I know that Kamijou Touma's side is doubly irritable and extra perverted, so there's no reason to piss him off.

in the bedroom.

The shattered glasses were safely placed in the drawer by me. I took out the spare glasses numbered 107 and put them on.It was as if all the previous disasters never happened.

Why is it numbered 107?Of course it is because there are 106 spares in front.

I spread out all the pages of the manga, and when I finally found Kaito, Yato had already eaten his fourth bag of potato chips.

Hey, his five dollars is really hard to earn.

"Don't look at me as if it took me a long time to fulfill a wish, but this time it would have been much easier with Saiki-kun's help!" Yato said as if he could read my mind, if I hadn't known that he didn't have such superpowers , I am afraid to doubt myself.

Flattery.

And what I said, am I not here to help you?

[I'm not helping you.Finding Hai Teng and restoring the order of this world to normal is my goal, but I just happen to be on the way with you. 】

"I'm really surprised that you think so. It's true that I don't owe you any favors. Anyway, Xiao Nan is so powerful, and he just dropped by. Oh, what a kind-hearted person." Ye Dou sighed cheekily .

Call me Xiaonan again.

Row.

You'd better think that I'm a kind-hearted person, and it's not necessarily that I may do some cruel and beastly things when I can't bear it one day.

I said to Yato silently in my heart.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Yato thinking so, after all, I don't need his reward at all.

But no matter what, I will suffer first, and Yato will benefit later.

This made me feel a little uncomfortable, so I tried not to think divergently about how much coffee jelly he ate from me and how much he took advantage of me.

I beckoned, and the potato chips bag floated in front of me driven by telekinesis, and I raised my jaw towards Yato, who was almost trapped in the bedding.

【come over. 】

"It hasn't been long since I was exhausted carrying a pile of comic books back."

[It's been an hour, and within an hour you've eaten four packs of potato chips, two boxes of biscuits, and one coffee jelly.Are you a glutton? 】

I ignored Yato's complaints, grimly stating what he had been doing for the past hour.

"..." But in fact Ye Dou said that, but the person had already approached. My statement just made him raise his hand and surrender, "Okay, I know, I'm here, I'm here."

When he said that, I had already activated my superpower.

A window in the comic book was slowly opened with a gilt-edged opening, and I pressed Yato's head to push him in, and then I jumped in too.

In the process of falling, the long passageway seems to be an out-of-control wormhole, gradually changing from a black and white plan to a colorful three-dimensional picture, and gradually changing from a silent pane dialogue to a sound.

A white light flashed in front of my eyes, and I landed on a campus full of pink cherry blossoms.

Yato then landed on one knee next to me, and although he landed handsomely, I didn't want to pay much attention.

This is Kuroko's basketball world, Kasuga's Seirin High School.

The world of the campus background view is always so similar. The warm and peaceful atmosphere, beautiful and stunning scenery, coupled with the laughter of college men and women, constitute a passionate campus comic that everyone will never tire of.

One advantage of passionate sports is that there is no pain literature that hurts the youth and sorrow. This is a progressive world composed of talent and hard work, but Kai Teng Shun, who was born in funny manga, is a bit out of place in this environment.

In the breeze that is limited to spring, I noticed that aqua blue hair at a glance.

The young man held the book with a calm face, and walked quietly among the noisy people coming and going, the leisurely school uniform, the thin figure, the iconic red hand bandage, and the scarlet pupils hidden in the hair.

When someone handed out to him an advertisement leaflet inviting him to join the club, Hai Teng would stop and say a few words, most likely to decline, because he always walked in without stopping.

"According to the script, he will join the basketball club, right?" Yato raised his hand between his brows, and said after probing for a while, "You don't look very confident. Kuroko doesn't look very good at basketball, but didn't you say Did he play well?"

Hei Zizhe did play very well, the sixth man of the phantom, can you not be good?

But Kai Teng and Hei Zizhe are also different.

Totally different.Anyone who knows Hai Teng knows the difference.

If Kuroko is good at playing basketball, Kaito is good at being hit by basketball.

[According to the plot, he is about to meet Vulcan himself. 】

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The magical black wings blew the small conch horn to enter basketball.