[Comprehensive] Live alone

"Ah, it's finally resolved."

With a flick of the knife, the bright red blood on it fell from the body of the sword to the ground.I took out a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped the short sword carefully. There was still human body temperature on it. I don’t know if it was the temperature when it was pierced into the human body or the temperature of the blood left on it. The kerchief was burned to ashes.

Pinned the soul-destroying knife on his waist and walked towards the core of the Pengelie Self-Defense Regiment.

"Sauyu, don't do this with the knife, or you will hurt yourself if you don't do it."

Giotto looked at me who walked in casually and said, then put a brown box in my hand, "This is a gift for you."

Opening the box, what I saw was a white scabbard with black patterns on it, and put the soul-chopping knife at the waist into the sheath, which was of a moderate size.

"Thank you Giotto for the gift, I like Zanhundao very much."

Giotto completely regarded Zanhundao as the name I gave my own knife and didn't take it to heart. He watched me unsheath and put Zanhundao back and forth like playing.

"Dinner is about to start."

"Eh? Is there any apple pie for dessert after dinner?"

"Yes, I made it specially for you."

"Give me the share of G too!"

"Okay, but don't let G know."

"...You two, I've heard it!"

"Ah, the handsome G is eavesdropping on other people's whispers."

Giotto looked at the girl with a pair of dead fish eyes expressionless. G, who grew up with his childhood sweetheart, quarreled again and started laughing. The days were much more lively, but G's attention was also distracted from himself, and he didn't always Urging myself to read those messy documents.

Well, it's a good deal.

The girl suddenly ran behind her, grabbed the clothes around her waist with both hands, poked her head out to make a face at G, and ran away in a hurry. Looking at the angry face of his childhood sweetheart, Giotto remembered the pile of documents on the table that hadn't changed at all, and immediately turned around and followed the girl.

"Saoyu, you're still young."

Giotto took the wine glass from my hand, I watched the glass containing the transparent and mellow wine gradually move away from me, curled my lips, turned my head, reached out and picked up an apple, and bit it hard.

"Hurry up and change your clothes. Didn't you say that you have to attend a reception."

After finishing the apple in three or five strokes, I went back to the room and changed into the pink dress. The long hair was divided into two sides and hung into double ponytails, tied with pink ribbons, white silk gloves were put on, and high-heeled boots were worn on the feet. , the fluffy skirt bends into an arc from the waist.

Walking to the door, Giotto and G in formal suits stood by the carriage, Giotto stretched out his hand to me, "Mylady."

I put my hands on it, bent down and walked into the carriage, which was quite loose inside.The seats on both sides were made of soft fabrics. Giotto and G came up one after another and sat opposite me, propping their chins with one hand and looking at the street view outside the glass.

Very lively, very simple, the last ray of afterglow before sunset sprinkled on the earth, making the horizon blurred.

Giotto and G on the opposite side whispered something, not because I was inconvenient but because the wheels of the carriage were too loud. I turned my eyes back to the small cabinet in the carriage. I remember there was some snacks in it. Open it, there is indeed food.Reach out and eat it.Anyway, almost every time I eat it, it is a waste if they don't eat it.

Speaking of which, the boy's appetite is so small, no wonder he is the one who is suppressed, I draw a conclusion while thinking about Giotto's appetite.A few days ago, I saw the little red spot on Giotto's neck. Giotto said it was a mosquito bite, but I was not bitten. G was not bitten either. That day G looked worriedly at the little red dot on Giotto's neck and asked, but I always thought there was something wrong with it.

Please ignore this, in fact, it was really bitten by a mosquito, but the protagonist forgot that he is no longer a human being, so there will be no mosquitoes to bite her.Of course, if you are happy to see Grandpa Qicheng and G, then let's go on with such a happy misunderstanding.

I clearly remember that day, I looked at G who was helping Giotto apply the ointment in his hand and said while drinking ice water, "G, even mosquitoes despise you."

After several hours of bumping in the carriage, I arrived at the destination. I got out of the carriage and stretched my body. I was hit by G. Giotto stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it. the corners of my mouth.I showed a standard eight-tooth smile.Stretching out his pale and thin arm, he took Giotto's arm and walked inside, from the outside of the house where the night was getting darker, into the brightly lit house.

Inside, there is a lot of intrigue and intrigue.

Everyone should still remember that I once said that I wanted to learn illusion.Therefore, in order to satisfy our own selfish desires, ah, bah, the desire for knowledge should be shameless, ah, bah, persevere, and persevere in pursuit despite hardships and hardships.As the saying goes, a stalker can accomplish anything.

Huh, no one ever said that!

When I saw that pineapple performing one illusion after another in a suave manner, my heart was moved.

The reception that night was a trap. The drinks and food were drugged. Giotto and G found out, but I didn't find out at all. I had a great meal. The host of the reception wanted to take this opportunity to grab the site and failed. , I couldn’t escape with Giotto and G, because two hands are hard to beat four punches, although they have already started to burn, I held a plate, a knife in my hand, and the cat continued to eat and drink in the corner, watching the scene in front of me Live broadcast, of course, don't forget to give yourself a protective cover.

Looking at the people in black clothes pouring out in a steady stream, I deeply feel that the host of this reception has really spent a lot of money, and I feel that there are still some spiritual pressures that are constantly approaching.

Well, if they can't hold on, I will do it. I casually fly out the table knife in my hand and knock a bullet towards G flying. human neck.

I touched the set knife and fork from the table covered with white cloth and continued to eat. When I reached out to a plate of fruit, a big pineapple caught my attention. Oh, what a big pineapple. In this day and age, you can actually see such big pineapples.

Al, it doesn't feel right, it's a person, right?Geez, what a pity.But in the next second, I don't think it's a pity, because he cast an illusion... Although I don't know what illusion he cast, but I think it should be very powerful, because those people are dead and said, I am biting a fork. I am dissatisfied, but I am more interested in the pursuit of illusion.It's really convenient to be able to kill them all without using your hands, and you don't have to worry about staining your clothes.

He touched the ground with his fingers, found a few guns, picked up two and stood in place to fire. The hit rate was 100%. It wasn't because he had good skills, but because he could hit casually with many people.As soon as he finished hitting, he threw it at a man in black, his head was bleeding, and the black gun was shattered.

I stomped, stomped, stomped to the side of the pineapple head, raised my foot and stepped on the edge of the dining table in an extremely unladylike manner, and rested a knife on his fair neck, "Boy, are you from the pineapple planet?" This is not silver [beep——] You walked out of the set, right?"

After speaking, he put the chicken leg that he had just picked up when he stepped on the dining table to his mouth and took a bite.

Suddenly want to add a small theater and explain why it is [pineapple] instead of [mushroom]

D Spedo: Why do you call me pineapple?

Mobai has a stack of pineapple platters in his left hand and toothpicks in his right hand: pineapple is delicious.

D Spedo: My hairstyle is mushroom.

Mo Bai: But it is also very similar to pineapple.

D Spedo: But not pineapples.

Mo Bai: But I like pineapples and don't like mushrooms, so just shut up if you are a mushroom head.

A box of mushrooms was placed on D Spedo's head.