The lover that gravity makes is wrong

There were too many shocks beyond expectations, and the third son directly made a "click", and his eyes lost the highlight of life.

The red-haired girl faded immediately, and stiffened into a white plaster statue, and even the torn dress on her body was completely forgotten.

Ah... I must be dreaming.

Yep, it's definitely that Codman's crafty nightmare!

The red-haired girl squinted her eyes, and for a moment, she showed a Buddhist expression of becoming a fairy.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Seeing the waist of a red-haired ghost messenger, the last piece of covered skirt is about to fall precariously.

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly recovered from the ... cough, cough, cough, lifted his long coat, and quickly covered Sanzi's body, blocking more...

No, I can't think about it anymore, Chuya Nakahara!

The black-haired Mafia covered his face with one hand tremblingly, and after a few long, deep breaths, he finally suppressed the bad development in his brain.

He suppressed his heart palpitations, and with shaking hands, he buttoned the third son who was stiff into a 'plaster'.

At this time, the red-haired girl is still in a state of escaping from becoming a fairy, and she is incredibly well-behaved.

Raise your hand when you let it go, turn your head when you let it turn.

Thanks to PortMafia's young Gravity, he is a fearless and upright 'Liu Xiahui'...

Well, this Liu Xiahui's fingers are shaking a bit.

"Teacher Chuya..."

The voice of the red-haired girl came faintly.

Um?Recovered so quickly?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised.

After all, based on his understanding of the third son, it would take at least half an hour for the red-haired ghost to be in chaos, but this time it was so fast——

After fastening the last button of the windbreaker for the third son, Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyelashes, just in time to meet the inexplicably profound and leisurely eyes of a ghost girl, and——

I don't know when, holding a mace with a majestic glow in his hand.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Well, it's confirmed, this idiot hasn't woken up at all, and he's even about to silence him!

There is a saying that as long as you can't see it, it doesn't exist

There is another more appropriate saying, as long as the witnesses are killed, the black history will naturally disappear.

"Teacher Zhongye."

The third son looked at Zhongye Zhongye with empty eyes, like a holy Buddha, with a kind smile full of Buddha's light on his face,

"Don't worry, Mr. Chuya, I will deal with it very lightly, and I guarantee that the blow will be in place."

"It's just a small, small, physical amnesia, absolutely no other side effects."

Physical amnesia?

I see that you want to physically transcend me directly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also held his forehead, and took a step back vigilantly: "Calm down, son, I, cough, I didn't see anything."

The mace in the red-haired ghost's hand stopped, and he cast a suspicious look: "Really?"

"I swear by Boss Mori's hairline—"

I'm sorry boss, anyway, you will be bald sooner or later, so you shouldn't mind.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Kong and black cadres remembered the most powerful testimony.

After silently apologizing to the leader of his family in his heart, he nodded with a straight face, and the oath he said was sonorous and powerful, spitting out a nail every time!

"Really!" Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded firmly.

That's right, Mr. Chuya is not a liar.

The third son slowly put down the raised mace after deliberation.

Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, before he could completely let go, suddenly, the girl's voice sounded faintly again, asking casually,

"By the way, speaking of it, I don't know if the [Wish Curse] pattern on the chest has faded away, and there shouldn't be any traces left, right?"

"Don't worry, the retreat is very clean, there is nothing there..."

Nakahara Chuya, who was attracted by the word [wish mantra], felt tense, and before his brain could react, he spoke the truth.

The mouth-killing shark whizzed from the air.

Nakahara Chuya who shut his mouth suddenly: "..."

The red-haired ghost with a smile on the face of Tranquility: "..."

silent.

After three seconds of silence——

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo teacher

Isn't this all seen?

The third son raised his mace with tears in his eyes, and swung it at Nakahara Chuya's head.

Zhongyuan Zhong also held down his hat, and quickly dodged sideways.

The flashing mace whizzed past his eyes, and with a sound of 'Duang', it smashed into the floor of the airship, smashing a hole in the solid special board.

There was also faint white smoke coming out.

"..."

"...Do you want to kill me, third idiot!"

"It's so noisy! I said it's just physical amnesia, Mr. Chuya, just click it, just click it!"

The third son blushed and followed with a mace in hand.

In a state of confusion, he accidentally stepped on the hem of the skirt on the ground and tripped under his feet.

Unexpectedly, he lost his level and his body swayed, his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was driven over, also fell into his arms.

"Hey, Sanzi, are you okay..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned worriedly, his first reaction was that the damage in the illusion was reflected in the present world.

He subconsciously wanted to check the wound on Sanzi's body, but when he looked up, he met the red-haired ghost girl with a triumphant smile,

"Hey, soldiers never tire of cheating, Teacher Zhongye."

With a kick, the third son turned over and fixed Zhong Yuanzhong to the pillar, raised the mace in his hand,

"I'm going to do it, Teacher Chuya!"

"..."

The red-haired girl thought that the ocher-haired mafia would continue to fight back, and she had considered all the countermeasures she connected.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuanzhong just sat on the ground, leaning against the pillars of the hall behind him, stared at the red-haired ghost for a while, and suddenly smiled lightly as if relieved, and said,

"Ah, do as you please, third son."

this look...

Sanzi's hand stopped.

The red-haired girl remembered such a look. The immature self in the illusion had seen it appear on the face of Chuya Zhongyuan countless times.

When they buried Dahei together.

She longed to say that after her death, when it rained in the village and a lot of grain grew, and——

When she was killed by a village stick, she was sacrificed to the mountain god.

Zhong Yuanzhong has always looked like this.

The silent gaze was very strange and sad.

The third son only discovered now that after coming out of the illusion, Zhongyuan Zhong had been subconsciously avoiding touching her, as if treating a fragile phantom, like a bubble.

really...

She should have found out sooner.

The red-haired ghost girl let go of her hand, and the black mace dissipated in the air.

The third son said softly: "Teacher Zhongye, I am here."

The ocher-haired mafioso opened his eyes slightly, as if he didn't expect the red-haired ghost to see through this. He stared at the third son without saying a word.

"Look, you can touch me now."

The third son stretched out his hand, and touched his fingers on Nakahara Chuya's black glove, running down the back of his hand towards his wrist, and stopping at the edge of the hem of the glove.

The girl's warm body temperature touched the exposed skin between Nakahara Chuya's black gloves and cuffs.

Then, with a flick of his fingertips, he poked into Chuya Zhongya's glove from the edge.

Putting a stick on the boy's palm, he slowly took off the boy's black gloves with ingenuity.

Nakahara Chuya's palm had rough calluses from training, and there were also calluses on his knuckles. When he touched the third son's palm, it made the girl's palm a little itchy.

During this process, the third son kept staring at the cobalt blue pupils with brown hair and mafia.

She was like a prey who was overwhelmed, trying to calm the frightened big black beast innocently.

In fact, the safer approach should be to ignore it.

After all, the black beast is very powerful and will always adjust itself.

But the third son was reluctant.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyes, silently cooperating with the red-haired girl's movements, letting her take off his gloves and hold his fingers.

He stared at the girl, his cobalt blue pupils in the slightly dim light of the hall, reflecting a stormy sea-like, calm but dangerous expression.

However, Sanzi knew nothing about it.

She recalled the scene that her sweetheart was forced to see in the illusion, and she could only try to use more actions to tell the person in front of her that she was alive and calm his anxiety.

"Look, my heart is beating right here."

The third son held Nakahara Chuya's hand, and put the opponent's palm on his left chest.

The sound that symbolizes life beats under Chuya Nakahara's palm.

The ocher-haired mafia's palm was very hot, like a burning flame. The hot temperature made the red-haired girl blink uncomfortably, but quickly suppressed it.

"Also, my eyes can see you, and my ears can hear your breath."

The red-haired girl leaned over and actively pulled the distance between the two of them.

She raised her face slightly and sent herself to the Mafia.

Originally, I just wanted the other party to see clearly the reflection in my own eyes.

In the end, something went wrong halfway, the ocher-haired mafioso stretched out his hand first, and pressed his fingers against her cheek.

...Y-It shouldn't matter, right?

Sanzi thought uncertainly.

In the end, Nakahara Chuya's fingertips brushed against the corners of her eyes, and then touched her ears.

a little itchy.

The third son tightened his lips, endured the itching on his skin, and continued to speak,

"So, Mr. Chuya, you can touch me, it's fine."

The meaning of the words "red-haired ghost messenger" is very simple, and there is no redundant interpretation in itself.

But when it was spoken, it was like a promised promise, taken for granted by the red-haired mafia as another invitation.

So this time, the opposite mafia finally got a chance.

The fingers lingering on the girl's cheeks suddenly changed from their original gentle strength, and pinched Sanzi's chin forcefully, pulling her closer.

"...Huh? Wait, Chuya-sensei?"

The red-haired ghost suddenly opened his eyes wide.

She looked at Zhong Yuan in a panic and leaned over.

The suddenly enlarged face and the cobalt blue dark eyes that were close at hand occupied all of her sight at the moment, and she couldn't avoid it.

Sanzi finally realized something was wrong.

She wanted to retreat, but the pursuit seemed to have been expected, and she fell first.

The back of the head was held down by the big palm, and the fingers penetrated into the wine-red hair, deliberately twisting complicated knots on the knuckles, like binding ropes, completely sealing off the girl's retreat.

The fingertips of the left hand were even more attached to the back of Sanzi's neck too much.

Before the girl could react, she rubbed it vigorously with the rough gun cocoon——

"Woo!!! Teacher Chuya!"

The red-haired ghost exclaimed with tingling scalp, and his thin back trembled reflexively.

She felt that at this moment, the big words "big things are not good" were hitting her nerves with an unprecedented force, "clanking" on her nerves that predicted danger.

He wanted to escape, but his limbs softened, and he was stopped by the Mafia without any resistance and dragged into his arms.

Zhong Yuan also bowed his face, his hot breath and deep chuckle fell into the red-haired girl's ear first,

"Remember to breathe, Sanzi."

The third son was taken aback.

What the hell... um!

The lips that were about to speak were bitten without warning.

After rubbing heavily, and taking advantage of the opportunity when the girl opened her mouth, Zhong Yuanzhong also easily pried open the prey's teeth and broke into the mouth.

Winding around, forcing the stiff lips and tongue to respond to their own rhythm.

No angle was spared.

Like a stormy kiss, brutal and merciless.

The only mercy is probably that a certain mafia considered that the person in his arms was not good at breathing, and when the girl was about to suffocate, he backed away a little, leaving a little time.

Wait until the third son has just inhaled, and wrap around again.

Every retreat, in exchange for more excessive treatment next time.

Just like the high-interest lending that violates financial standards in the market.

From this point of view, it can only be said that a gravity user is a well-deserved mafia.

This unfair deal went on for a long time.

Until the red-haired ghost girl finally learned to hug the neck of the brown-haired mafia in the teaching without gentleness.

She clenched her fingers tightly, grabbed the shirt fabric behind Nakahara Chuya, and responded awkwardly with red eyes.

Nakahara also backed away, pecked lightly on the red-haired girl's lips, and smiled close to Sanzi's ear,

"You are right, Sanzi, I feel it, you are here."

Third son: "..."

Did I mean this 'feeling'!

Mrs. Chuya, the bastard——!

The red-haired girl wanted to curse, but her face was completely red, and her emerald eyes were still glistening.

This kind of accusation not only has no power at all, it may continue to change to the second teaching session.

Under Zhongyuan Zhong's meaningful eyes, the third son closed his mouth in resentment, and buried his face in the arms of the mafia.

He muttered angrily, but the more he thought about it, the more he got angrier, the more he thought about it, the more he got angrier, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the shark opened its mouth with a whimper——

Bitten on the button of Nakahara Chuya's shirt.

The ocher-haired mafia couldn't hold back the smile in his throat, and let out a low laugh.

"Do you want to comb your hair for you? Third son." Nakahara Chuya asked with a smile.

The third son whose soft hair was about to be tangled into twisted fingers by a gravity force: "..."

The third son buried his face in Nakahara Chuya's shirt, heartbroken and refused to answer.

The ocher-haired mafioso was not in a hurry, he just let go of the fingers wrapped around the red hair, gently smoothed the knot with his fingertips, and asked again,

"Do you want it?"

The third son 'Kala' bit a half of the button and said muffledly: "...to side ponytail."

Zhongyuan Zhong also caressed the ghost's head indulgently.

He raised his hand to untie the black hair rope on the side of his neck, put it on his wrist, smoothed the girl's long hair with his fingers nimbly, and tied the third son's hair neatly.

The mafia is good at killing the fingers of the enemy, passing through the girl's red hair.

With just the right massage force on the scalp, the third son squinted his eyes comfortably like a cat.

The tightness of the hair tie is also perfect, there is no feeling of tightness like "Mom, the hair is too tight".

Hmm, Chuya-sensei's hairdo is pretty good.

Maybe I can change jobs after retirement——

'A teacher who can control gravity, but also the scalp, a strong and careful teacher, the best hair-do master Nakahara Chuya around you! 'What.

puff.

A certain red-haired girl couldn't help laughing as she thought about the little theater in her head.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at Sanzi knowingly, and without piercing the strange arrangement in Guicha's head, he turned his fingers and tied a spirited side ponytail for the girl.

The twilight of the morning sun shone in from the window of the airship, like a gauze of light, falling on the bodies of San Zi and Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye.

Vaguely, there is always an illusion of pink bubbles popping up around the two of them.

【"that--"】

The artificial intelligence, which had been quietly holding back for a long time, endured it, and finally found a suitable time to speak.

【"I'm sorry to disturb you two, but third son, you'd better take a look at this."】

The two who heard the third voice froze.

A certain ghost executive officer raised his head from Nakahara Chuya's arms with a 'swish', the expression on his face was like a panicked puppy who was caught on the spot for doing something bad.

"Eh?! Little A?!! Why are you here! No, when did you come?!"

Could it be that 'Black History' has been seen by one more person? !

Miko pupil earthquake.

At the same time, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was also thinking about this issue, slowly narrowed his eyes, and the dangerous look in his eyes made the program of the intelligent lifeform that suddenly came in disorder stop.

Obviously there is no entity, but it strangely feels the sense of life crisis that human beings often say.

The subtle urgency of the body made Little A cough, and spoke with a sense of survival, choosing the truth,

【"Please don't worry, Mr. Third, I never sent the photo of you leaning in Mr. Zhongyuan's arms disheveledly and letting the other party comb your hair to Mr. Ghost Lantern. I swear by my latest Mark [-] Man O tour!"]

Third son: "..."

Although that photo may sound suspicious, but...

Huh, at least the front ones weren't seen.

The red-haired ghost guard wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, Xiao A really didn't lie.

Even a little wronged.

Who would have thought that just after invading the airship, they would encounter an incredible scene.

To be honest, if possible, Little A doesn't want to bother Sanzi and Nakahara Chuya.

But under the current situation, it is not allowed for him to continue pretending to be blind, pretending he didn't see it.

【"Third son, although it is very unpleasant to say this now, I just conducted a field scan of the airship Noah and found that Clement left a very bad 'death measure' on the airship."】

Xiao A paused for a second when he said this, giving Sanzi and Zhongyuan enough time to react, and continued to speak like a second.

The cold mechanical sound was like a sound wave in the air, and it swayed in the hall, leaving bursts of shock——

【"Clement hid a 'biological and chemical agent' in the fuel room of the airship. If left unattended, it will soon explode and fill the entire Tokyo from a high altitude."】

And obviously, that's not the worst.

【"...In addition, Lord Yan Moai also discovered another piece of information in the underground laboratory overseas in Clement."】

【"The Religious Religious Party where Clement belongs has mixed into the 'simulated aircraft carrier take-off and landing training' on Mamao Island. He is the pilot of the heavy fighter F67B."】

A very interesting question -

ask:

If Clement's remnants aimed the targeting system at the airship during the exercise.

Then after the airship is sunk, the biological and chemical poison powder in the fuel tank will float from Tokyo to Yokohama and Shizuoka along the announced route at a speed per second under the guidance of the wind direction, and finally spread to the entire Neon rainbow.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned pale.

On the contrary, it was the third son, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Speaking of which, little A, you mentioned Mamao Island just now, right?"

If I remember correctly, that place is the second largest uninhabited island of Neon.

The reason why the red-haired ghost has an impression of this is because not long ago, the official neon government announced that it had completed the refit of the helicopter destroyer 'Tian Shang'.

On the surface, it is said to be a destroyer, but in fact, it is preparing for the take-off and landing of the fighter F67B.

Everyone knows that this is under the guise of quietly building a light aircraft carrier.

And today, it seems to be the day of the "Tian Shang" stationed on Mamao Island, simulating take-off and landing training?

The red-haired girl's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a thump in his heart, and a familiar and ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"...Third son, what did you think of?"

"Hey, although I don't know how Clement's remnants got in and where they got the bio-chemical poison powder, but since Ai-chan and Little A have said so—"

The third son stroked his chin, raised his eyes and smiled brightly at Zhong Yuanzhong,

"Mr. Chuya, do you want to watch a fireworks worth 3000 billion yen?"