The lover that gravity makes is wrong

When Zhongyuan Zhongya came down from the Astronomy Tower, he was still in a strange state of doubting life.

What is meant by "If you want to succeed in negotiating with the West, you must follow the ghost messenger lady closely, and you can't leave even one step. When necessary, it is recommended to obey your heart and use the Honey trap?"

That blue mackerel's brain was finally ruined by Tsurumigawa?

Not to mention, tomorrow he will go to the west to negotiate a task within the organization, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible to get in touch with that comic idiot, and it is estimated that he will not even have a chance to meet.

honey trap?To Sanzi?

The red-haired boy looked up at the sky, imagined a little in his mind, the picture of himself coaxing the red-haired girl.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhong Yuan sneered three times, smashing the strange little theater in his head into pieces.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Based on his understanding of the third son, Zhong Yuanzhong can be 100% sure that even if he smashed 99 bowl-sized roses on the face of a ghost girl, that guy would just blink his eyes and take the flowers, and then look Surprisingly, she asked if she could do it again. She wanted to take pictures and draw them into the comics.

Ghosts and three sons, steel plate like this!

……wrong!Why did he really follow Dazai's train of thought?

It's not really about setting up honey traps!What's with this feeling of frustration and madness?

Hurry up, Central Plains Chuya!

The red-haired boy whose thoughts wandered by accident held his forehead tiredly.

The newly arrived limited edition heavy motorcycle was right behind him, but at this moment, a certain gravity boy had no interest in going for a ride.

Just when Zhongyuan Zhongye was about to go back to the dormitory to rest honestly, there was a sudden "buzzing" vibration, and it was the cell phone in the pocket of the red-haired boy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also picked it up and saw that there were four large characters of "comic idiot" on the phone screen.

Facts have proved that no matter whether it is a person or a ghost, they can't help talking.

One second, he was still thinking about the honey trap for a certain red-haired girl, and the next second, the other party called.

Just, cough, a little embarrassing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the name on the screen for a while uncomfortably.

His brain hadn't decided whether to connect or not, but his hands were already acting very honestly, and he quickly pressed the answer button.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Sooner or later, he will chop off this disobedient hand.

The red-haired boy raised his hand expressionlessly and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey……"

Nakahara Chuya had just opened his mouth when the red-haired girl's energetic voice popped out cheerfully like popcorn.

【"Good evening, Teacher Zhongyuan, have you eaten yet?"】

The clear and bright voice was transmitted to the ears of the red-haired boy along the radio waves, carrying an itch that Mo Mingyue couldn't explain clearly.

Zhong Yuanzhong unconsciously raised his hand to touch the pinna, and switched the phone from the left ear to the right, as if this could eliminate the strange feeling he had when he heard the sound waves of the phone.

He is obviously a messenger from the underworld, but he has a contradictory and abundant sense of life.

People can't help but think of the fluffy animals running around in the forest. Just listening to the sound, it seems to see the picture of the girl waving at herself with bright dog eyes.

"good evening."

Probably because the imagination in front of him was too vivid, when Nakahara Chuya spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he automatically entered the mode of the owner feeding his beloved dog.

"Where are you now, are you going to eat together?"

【"Go!"】The third son on the other end of the phone opened his eyes and said firmly.

【"I want to eat the steak from last time, medium rare, add a tender poached egg, and..."】

Self-proclaimed that they are already the best friends in this world, the red-haired girl is not polite at all, and starts to order food with a small mouth.

The young mafia quasi-cadre was not angry either, and started the locomotive while responding.

It's strange, before answering the phone, Zhong Yuanzhong still had worries and emotions like embarrassment, and he didn't even have a clue what to say.

But at the moment when he heard Sanzi's voice, his mouth seemed to have his own consciousness, he couldn't help smiling, and couldn't help talking.

If a passer-by passed by the red-haired boy at this time, they would probably give a silent "Bah".

I snorted coldly in my heart, "It's another fool who doesn't know XXX, talking on the phone while occupying the main road."

At this moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also heard a strange noise from the third son.

There were shouts that seemed to be screams, occasionally mixed with the sound of wind, and some indistinct wheezing and wheezing.

If it is singled out, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is some unsound small movie dubbing.

Zhongyuan Zhongya paused as he started the engine, and his expression became indescribable in an instant: "... Sanzi, what are you doing?"

【"Eh?"】

The red-haired girl on the other end of the phone seemed to be stunned for a moment. She didn't expect her friend to be so sensitive and could detect the abnormality through a phone call. She said in a little surprise,

【"Mr. Zhongyuan, you found out, that's right, I'm running away!"】

run away?

Let this cartoon idiot say the word 'run away', don't you mean--

Zhong Yuan was stunned for a short while, then he clenched the phone tightly, and at the same time stepped onto the locomotive at the fastest speed and started the engine.

"Troublesome? Need help?"

The cobalt-blue pupils of the ocher-haired boy were as sharp as knives, and he asked extremely fast.

【"Eh? Well, it's kind of helpful to say... ah, wait a moment, Mr. Zhongyuan, I have to jump over here..."】

The third son on the phone said vaguely.

So what is it?

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and just as he was about to continue asking questions, he suddenly heard the voice on the other end of the phone disappear.

A lot of whistling wind poured in, as if the owner of the mobile phone jumped from a high place——

Before the red-haired boy could react, the next moment, he felt the light above his head dim suddenly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head vigilantly. At the same time, the figure of a red-haired girl descended from the sky like a comet from the 20-story building opposite. With a sound of Duang, both feet stepped on the ground and landed heavily.

The huge impact caused a strong wind, the girl's skirt flew, and there was a loud noise on the ground, and two footprints were instantly dented on the asphalt road.

"..."

Nakahara Chuya's entire expression went blank for a moment.

blue and white...

wrong!What are you thinking!

The ochre-haired boy snapped back to his senses, closed his eyes forcefully and shook his head, and managed to drive out the picture he accidentally glimpsed just now from his mind.

He opened his eyes dodgingly, pretended to be calm and greeted the girl who suddenly fell from the sky,

"Cough, long time no see, San..."

However, before he finished speaking, the red-haired girl with a bunch of shopping bags in her hand jumped up sharply.

As if he didn't see the red-haired boy, like a gust of wind, he rushed out from the side of Zhongya Zhongyuan.

Nakahara Chuya: "En?"

Is this ignoring?

The raised hand of the red-haired boy froze immediately, and when he was so embarrassed that he wanted to die on the spot, the red-haired girl who ran far ahead seemed to finally come to his senses, and let out an "ah".

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw the three racing cars running wildly, making a turn on the spot and flicking the tail, and rushed in front of him in the blink of an eye.

——Really the speed of the blink of an eye.

When the third son rushed over, Nakahara even felt the hair on the side of his neck and the coat behind his shoulders being blown up by the wind brought out by the sprint.

"Oh! Teacher Zhongyuan, what a coincidence! I met you here."

Sanzi, who was holding a bunch of shopping bags, kept running in place while greeting Nakahara Nakaya heartily.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

A certain red-haired boy looked at the third son with a complicated expression, feeling his heart jumping up and down as if being thrown on a roller coaster.

This guy...does he have to touch people's hearts like this every time he plays?

Nakahara Chuya raised his forehead tiredly: "Should I ask, what are you doing, and what happened to the way you appeared just now?"

"Ah, that's actually..."

The third son was about to explain, at this moment, the owner finally followed up with the loud and cursing voice on the phone.

About eight or so adult men, holding weapons, appeared in front of the two with angry faces.

"Don't run—!"

"Damn it, what's going on with this bitch, don't you need to breathe!"

The group of people who were driven mad by the anger chased Sanzi and Zhong Yuanzhong with ferocious expressions, and didn't even bother to see if the ocher figure next to the red-haired girl looked familiar.

"Are you talking about running away, are these the few?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the third son suspiciously.

However, with your single hand, you can get rid of a few small bastards who are not good enough, right?

The eyes of the ochre-haired boy said so.

"Hahaha, for some reason, I need to hang them."

The third son scratched his hair and said, "In short, I will explain the specific situation later. See you later, Teacher Zhongyuan!"

The red-haired girl said that she was about to continue running the marathon.

At this time, a hand wearing a black glove stretched out from the side and grabbed the third son's back collar in time.

"Huh? Teacher Zhongyuan?" The third son turned around strangely.

"What are you running for, just hang them up, right?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at Sanzi, then put him on the back of the locomotive, turned the handle of the locomotive, "Hold tight, I don't care if you get thrown off."

--Oooo!Could this be the big movie "Speed ​​and Passion" that Tang Gua and the others were talking about? !

Great!drag racing!drag racing!

The third son's eyes lighted up "噗", his left hand strangled Zhongye Zhongye without even thinking about it, and excitedly waved and shouted: "Come on! Teacher Zhongyuan!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also choked up, and was almost sent away on the spot by the force of a ghost girl.

Probably out of the indescribable self-esteem of a young man, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say anything, but kept his face livid, and silently put a layer of gravity on his waist.

"Oh, sit down!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also laughed loudly.

After getting the same cheerful response from the third son, the ocher-haired rider raised his mouth, and the heavy motorcycle carrying the two rushed out roaringly.

I have seen dogs walking people, but I have never seen motorcycles walking people.

The beautiful heavy locomotive has always kept a close distance from that group of people.

Whenever they felt that they could not catch up and wanted to give up, the reloading locomotive slowed down as if it had run out of gas.

A group of people rushed to catch up unwillingly, and the locomotive picked up speed again and rushed out.

Repeated this several times, these people felt like donkeys hanging by carrots, always doing useless work bitterly.

The most irritating thing is that the "carrot" sitting behind the riders turned his head from time to time, making faces at them and provoking them.

A group of people: "..."

Ahhh!It is tolerable or unbearable!

You two dogs ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

Holding weapons, the men who could tell they were not good people were so angry that they kept cursing loudly throughout the process. Unfortunately, until they fell to the ground exhausted, they didn't touch the corners of any two bastards.

After the third son confirmed that the group of people had completely lost their strength, even climbing was difficult, the girl bent her eyes in satisfaction, and patted Zhongyuan Zhongya's back lightly with her palm.

The ocher-haired rider understands.

The next moment, the group of people who were limp on the ground realized with blood dripping from their eyes that the heavily loaded locomotive that played with them seemed to have been wronged for a long time, and finally it was able to display its proud speed.

Under the master's order, it flew away roaring like a leopard, not forgetting to leave a row of car exhaust for them.

****

In the middle of the night, when the streets and bridges were so quiet that only the lights illuminating the road were left, a heavy locomotive roared like a low roar on the road.

It flies across the high-speed bridge at an extremely fast speed like lightning.

Leaning on the right path, the red-haired rider seemed to be looking for excitement, let the heavy-loaded motorcycle float off the center of gravity, and shuttled across the high bridge like walking a tightrope in an absolutely impossible way.

It was not until the highest point of the bridge that the heavy locomotive rushed out from the edge of the bridge string as if out of control, and jumped high into the air.

At that moment, the red-haired girl sitting behind couldn't help but raise her head, and the starlight and moonlight of the entire night sky were reflected in her emerald-like emerald pupils, which was more shocking than the lights in the sky.

The ghost girl laughed happily, and the ocher-haired rider in the front row raised the corners of her lips as if infected by the atmosphere.

The reloaded locomotive crashed onto the sea level amidst the girl's cheers.

After a period of anti-common sense speeding over the sea, an almost 180-degree tail flick stopped safely at the other end of the bridge.

It's been a long time since I've had such a fun ride.

Zhong Yuanzhong also exhaled, the joy brought by the soaring adrenaline has not faded, his palms are hot, and his heart is beating rapidly.

As if he finally remembered that there was another girl in the back seat, Nakahara Zhong also hastily turned his head, wanting to confirm the situation of the third son.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he met a pair of pupils that were sparkling with excitement without warning.

"Amazing! Mr. Zhongyuan! Super handsome, as expected, reloading motorcycles is the best!"

The third son raised his hands high, his cheeks were flushed by the wind, and all kinds of words of praise burst out excitedly.

It seems that he has been deeply impressed by the speed of the reloaded locomotive.

Decided!She wants to put the heavy motorcycle on the second wish list after the koala!

After you buy it back, you can also ask Mr. Hiraga Gengai to modify it, so that you can go from hell to heaven!

Zhongyuan Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and the next moment, he felt happy again and laughed.

Young boys and girls chatted in the night, and the lights of the city shone brightly at their feet.

There is no better scene than this.

"By the way, third son..."

The red-haired boy who finished racing the car finally remembered the business.

He turned his head to speak, but his eyes froze slightly when he touched the red-haired girl's forehead, and then showed a slightly surprised expression.

"En? What's the matter, Teacher Zhongyuan?"

The third child tilted her head in doubt, she raised her hand strangely, and touched the place where the young man was staring at to make sure.

"Is this... a horn?" Nakahara asked hesitantly.

"Ah, this?"

The third son came to his senses, and responded with a normal face, "That's right, I'm a ghost after all."

ghosts.

Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked slowly, and reacted slowly.

It turns out that the ghost in the "ghost messenger" mentioned by the red-haired girl does not refer to the existence of ghosts, but the "ghost" in the neon legend.

This was the first time that the red-haired boy saw the horns of the ghost clan up close.

The red-haired girl's unicorn is very small, white with a hint of pale gold.

Different from the spiral shape of ordinary adult ghosts, there is only a small round bump, which is usually hidden under the bangs, making it difficult to be found.

Only this time, because of the reinstallation of the locomotive, it was blown away by the wind and revealed in front of Zhongye Zhongyuan.

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered the contents of the information, and asked curiously: "I remember that Japanese ghosts have two horns?"

"Well, generally speaking."

The third son scratched at his messy hair, "Maybe it's because I'm a half-wisp and human hybrid, so I only have one horn."

As the red-haired girl spoke, she raised her hand to return the bangs that had been blown away.

But after noticing that the red-haired boy on the opposite side was staring straight at his horns, the third son touched his chin thoughtfully, and asked suddenly,

"Do you want to touch it? Teacher Zhongyuan."