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The final result, of course, was that no one ran away, but the wedding night in the bridal chamber did not succeed.

Qi Mu and Fei Jian lay neatly on a large bed, covered with the same thick and heavy quilt, and fell into a deep silence, relatively speechless.

In the end, Feijian tried to break the silence: "Tomorrow, I will send my uncle and aunt back." Then you can stay without leaving.

Of course, he didn't dare to say the latter sentence.

【...You hesitated all day today just to say this? 】Qi Mu raised his eyebrows, wanted to push the glasses but was in vain, and then realized that because he can control his ability, he no longer needs glasses.

The rare expression on his face was slightly soft, and he agreed flatly: [Okay. 】

Between the doors: ...

Sure enough, this hint is still too weak, this person seems to have not noticed it at all.

There was a conversation inside, and a faint voice came out.

Hashirama, who was blowing a mouthful of cold wind at the door and forced a smile on his face, listened to the corner of the wall and complained to the people next to him: "What the hell is going on in Tobima? On such a happy day, you are chatting with Kusuo so casually?"

"What the patriarch taught me," the ninja smiled while trying to put clothes on Hashirama, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's windy outside, and Tobima-sama himself is a person of measure, this kind of...cough, this You don’t have to worry too much about this kind of thing.”

Hashirama immediately had a serious face: "That's impossible!"

Tobima is his only remaining younger brother, all his affairs must not be sloppy at all, he is an older brother.

"No!" Hashirama stepped on the window sill and rolled up his sleeves. "I have to go in and remind Tomono myself. After all, Kusuo is such a funny person. If I don't remind him, the two of them may talk until dawn!"

He is the one who hates iron but not steel!

Ninja: ...

Two superpowers separated by a wall:...

No bro, it's the best help you can get if you just go back to sleep, really.

The ninja grabbed one of Hashirama's arms, pulled hard a few times without pulling it, and then remembered that the person in front of him was Hokage and the leader of the clan even if he was not going straight, and almost shouted in despair: "Hashirama grown ups!"

Toboma-sama and Kusuo-sama in the room, please!Must hear!

"What's going on?" A soft but majestic female voice cut in abruptly.

Hashirama turned his head, and the moment he saw Uzumaki Mito, he immediately got up from the corner of the wall, rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "Hahaha, it's Mito, it's nothing, I was just afraid that something might happen to Tomona, so I stopped by have a look."

Mito: ...

She glanced at the window, then at Hashirama, and took a deep breath.

Five minutes later, he took the ninja with him and left, followed by the patriarch Qianshou who hung his head and was not very interested.

She turned her head and stared at the house.

Tobima, Kusuo, sister-in-law can only help you so far.

Early the next morning, when it was still dark, Tomona woke up quickly out of a ninja's habit, and then found that... Qi Mu had left!

The bed board was empty, and when I asked again, even my uncle and aunt followed me back to my own world.

He tried to contact Qi Mu through the live broadcast room, but no one responded, and the only answer was the system that heard the voice with some doubts.

While listening to the sound, the system blinked: "Did something happen?"

"...It's nothing." Feijian hesitated for a while, but still didn't tell the truth.

He was feeling tired, and Hashirama, who hadn't slept all night and stared at the two big dark circles, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said earnestly: "Tobima, brother knows that you just got married, but you still have to give Kusuo time to be with you." free?"

Frowning as he listened, he finally couldn't help it anymore.

He turned sideways and stared at Hashirama with serious and sincere eyes: "Brother."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Hashirama thought he had finally enlightened, and immediately asked excitedly and nervously.

"...you say one more word," Fei Jian closed his eyes, "I won't help you with any business affairs this month."

Between the columns:? ? ?

He quickly stood up straight, covered his mouth and shook his head desperately.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened and what he did wrong, but the angry expression on Tokima was really scary, like his father!

On the other side, Qi Mu, who had changed his shell again and was playing in an unknown world, was sitting on the hospital bed, maintaining a faint smile while listening to the system's report.

"...So it's thanks to my witty questioning, brother!" The system patted his chest proudly, and the illusion next to him gave a serious thumbs up, "But having said that, you are really hardworking."

The person who had always been expressionless and cold suddenly began to smile in order to maintain the character design.

The system shuddered.

Tsk, the sense of disobedience is really not so strong.

【I see. 】Smiling on the surface, Qi Mu, who was indifferent in his heart, heard this complaint, chose to cross the river and demolish the bridge, and quickly closed the live broadcast room to meditate.

System: ... Hello!

"How can I repair, people also have tempers." He bit his handkerchief and jumped on the spot. Finally, he had an idea and contacted Qianshou Feijian while Qi Mu closed the live broadcast room. Do you want the latest information..."

Qi Mu was of course unaware of all this.

At this moment, he is busy with his friends who are beautiful and beautiful.

That's right, just a few minutes ago, a group of hot-blooded teenagers rushed into the ward, threw themselves on his bedside, and shouted: "Minister!!!"

A copper-skinned, mature-looking man with a hat on also nodded at him: "Yukimura."

Saiki paused for a moment, but still replied: 【Sanada. 】

"Ah?" Marui Fumta touched his curly hair, "Is it my illusion? Why does it feel like the minister didn't open his mouth just now..."

"Hey Marui, you haven't been secretly increasing your training by yourself these two days, have you? Are you hallucinating?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha he won't?"

Amidst the roar of laughter, Qi Mu could only give a kind smile.

The shell he got this time was called Yukimura Seichi, with dark blue curly hair, brown eyes, and a face as white as Baiyu, with sharp edges and corners.

Although the whole person is sick, he is clean and confident, always smiling, three parts smiling, three parts alienated, gentle and courageous.

In short, if you pull it on the street, you can conquer a lot of fans, even if you are sick, you can live a good life, and you are very self-reliant and self-improving.

The thing is, he's the head of the tennis department.

I heard that this school is still on a winning streak in national competitions.

Qi Mu frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

Sure enough, when the dark wind swept across his neck again, he briefly used Torisuka Reita's spiritual power through the spiritual link, and looked around vigilantly...

emmm.

Hey, this uncle is dead, don't put your ass in other people's faces!

Ahem, that's not the point.

The point is, among the souls wandering around the room full of comfort and boredom, with weird postures, a clear stream becomes a different kind of fireworks.

The handsome man floating in the air frowned slightly at him, and just for a moment, his brows stretched, then he smiled and nodded.

That's right, it looks exactly the same as the shell he occupied.

Saiki: ...

5 minute later.

The hot-blooded sports teenagers are still surrounding his hospital bed, but they are no longer chattering, but hesitating to speak, each of them is extremely rich in inner activities, worried about his physical condition and mood, and does not want to live up to expectations, and is full of joy at the same time. trust.

Yukimura, who is in a soul state, also learned about the general situation from Saiki.

Qi Mu couldn't read the soul's voice, but he still felt that this person was very gentle: 【Don't you feel angry? 】

It's not so much anger as despair, right?

The proud son of heaven, suddenly fell ill, even if he put in great efforts, he might miss the competition, miss the victory and honor, and at this time, he would be squeezed out of his shell by others.

"...No," Yukimura was startled when he heard this question, then shook his head and chuckled, "Maybe you don't believe me, but my observation skills are quite keen."

With just one glance, he could tell from the language and eyes that this person took his body not out of malicious intent.

Although without malice...

"Can you return your body to me?" He sighed, and his peripheral vision was filled with the concern and caution of his team members and friends. "There is not much time left before the game, and I still need to recover as soon as possible."

Li Haida's three consecutive victories, as well as the hopes of Sanada and the others, burdened with these, he cannot be easily crushed by this disease.

Qi Mu nodded.

The shell was returned to Yukimura on the spot.

After getting along with the hot-blooded boys for a while, the nurse in charge of taking care of Yukimura came to the ward and seriously asked all the others out so as not to hinder the patient's recovery.

Yukimura was a little tired and sleepy, but still decided to do some simple exercises to recover his body.

Just as he stood up while leaning on the window sill, he saw Qi Mu floating by the door, he was taken aback involuntarily, and said, "I thought you had already left."

Qi Mu shook his head and didn't say much.

The nurse came in to help, and Yukimura was no longer in a spirit state, so he didn't ask any more questions in front of others.

An afternoon of rehabilitation followed.

Yukimura is a person who dares to give for his own goals and responsibilities, and is even a little too strict with himself.

Qi Mu watched him helplessly, with sweat all over his head, he just wiped it off with his sleeve as if nothing had happened, fell to the ground from exhaustion, and quickly stood up with the equipment in order not to be stopped by the nurse.

No matter how hard or tired, you grit your teeth and frown, and you will show a happy smile when you make a little progress.

No matter what choices you make, what responsibilities you shoulder, and what victories you cling to.

In his heart, he really loves tennis.

Qi Mu had no expression on his face, as if he had suddenly discovered the purpose of the system's arrangement of this shell for him.

To be honest, aren't you envious of people who have such goals in life and things they like? !

It was not until three or four hours later that Yukimura returned to the ward.

When Qi Mu floated back, he saw that he was holding a watering can for watering flowers in his hand, but he was staring at the tennis racket beside the bed in a daze.

[The school's three consecutive victories are not as important as the smooth recovery of the body, right? ] He floated over, his eyelids drooping, 【Your members will also understand you. 】

It can be said that it is too harsh to push myself to this point for three consecutive victories.

"Speaking of this..." Yukimura came back to his senses, looked away, and watered the flowers on the windowsill, "Actually, I'm a little ashamed to say it."

He put down the watering can, and took out an ordinary little notebook from the drawer beside the bed: "This is my diary during that time."

"...Actually, when I just fell ill," he spread out a page, stroked the handwriting on it, and smiled, "At that time, I was not as calm as I looked, but a little flustered."

He told it in a flat tone, as if it was just someone else's story: "The illness has been repeated for a long time, and it is unpredictable at all. They call me "Son of God", and the tennis club of Lihai University has always used me as a pillar, but I collapsed."

"What about the tennis club's victory, what about Lihai University's three-game winning streak, what about our honor and self-esteem," fingered each word on the page in turn, "every night, after the treatment, I will Thinking about it for a long time."

Yukimura closed the diary and put it back in the drawer: "Until that time, I really realized that I hoped more than victory and honor,"

"Just, you can continue playing tennis."

"That's all."

Qi Mu pushed his glasses: [Then you should slow down and recover your body in a gentle way. 】

Yukimura shook his head, "That's not it."

"Whether it's the desire to continue playing tennis, the joy, the joy, or the responsibility and the trifecta, I'm going to make it happen."

There is a faint sharpness in the smiling and gentle eyes, showing concise determination and perseverance.

Yukimura lightly placed a finger on the flowers and leaves, and his eyes calmly fell on the sunny open space outside the window: "Tachikai and I are both invulnerable, aren't they?"

Qi Mu was silent for a moment.

Emmm, he seems to know why this person is called "Son of God".

In every way, it is indeed impeccable and admirable.

For the next few days, Saiki has been wandering around Yukimura.

One day, I met Yukimura's attending doctor who was wearing a white coat. Through the familiarity, facial expression and temperament, he confirmed almost instantly that the inside of the shell was Senshoubanma.

It is probably a letter reported by the system, so he seems to be particularly concerned about Yukimura these days.

Qi Mu was expressionless, smiling and pretending to be nonchalant, while cutting off the connection with the system, planning to run away without anyone noticing.

There is only one thing he can rest assured about, at least he must not be able to see him in the soul state.

After all, this does not belong to the scope of his superpower, it is a short-term borrowed ability from Toritsu.

"I'm going to go," Saiki said goodbye to Yukimura, "Before that, let me give you a present."

"What..." Before Yukimura could finish his words, he fell asleep on the hospital bed.

The ability to go back in time can only allow the body to go back to the previous time period, and it cannot solve the hidden danger of illness, but fortunately, he now has Bai Lan's parallel world ability.

There will always be a world where there is a level of medical care for a quick cure for this condition.

Just do the system a favor.

Qi Mu pushed his eyes, silently pounding away in his heart that shameless system that was wrong and flirtatious all day long.

Yukimura is still awake, but his condition has completely improved.

Qi Mu stood in front of the bed expressionlessly.

"After the work is done, let's go back," Tobima came out from the corner and stood behind him, "I have already told my uncle and aunt in advance."

Saiki turned around: [Do you know Reita Torisuka? 】

Should it be said that he is the keen second head of the Thousand Hands Clan? Not only did he recognize that he was no longer in that shell, he even guessed his current situation.

"I know," Qianshou put a hand on his shoulder and replied calmly, "That's your friend."

That's why he knew it on purpose.

"Actually, there are some things you already know, right?"

The eyes of Torima stared directly at him, and for the first time he said straightforwardly and concisely: "I like you."

Can a person with superpowers really feel nothing?

Although he had already guessed, he still kept silent, in order not to miss the opportunity.From a long time ago, his father taught him and his elder brother that some things must be hit with one blow, otherwise there will be no way out.

Qi Mu pushed his glasses, without denying: 【Well, I know. 】

Would a perceptive psychic really think another psychic knew nothing about it?

From a certain point, it becomes a game.

No one wants to lose.

Until now, one person personally broke the balance.

Fujian pinched his palm and asked, "So, what's your answer?"

Everyone in the live broadcast room also held their breath.

It seems unbelievable for a person with superpowers who seem to be omnipotent, flat about everything, and never have special feelings for anyone, to like or accept a person's feelings.

[The answer, of course,] A smile crossed Qi Mu's usually expressionless face, 【Okay. 】

[Don't forget, I am a superpower. 】

Although he has been trying his best to maintain an ordinary and simple life and live a mediocre life, there is nothing in this world that makes him feel afraid or dare to admit it.

He will not run away.

"Hey, you won't escape?" The system's dismissive voice penetrated into the mind, "Then why did you come all the way to this world?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, some people are just hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

Qi Mu glanced at that part of consciousness with a blank face, and replied flatly in his heart: [What do you know, this is a strategy. 】

"Strategy? Heh, strategy..." The system still deliberately put on a mocking face, and just about to turn back, his expression froze suddenly, "Wait, so you have already...?!"

Before Qi Mu could react, he was glanced at by Fei Jian's gaze, and the system shut up instantly, and calmed down in a sensible manner.

Sure enough, children from poor families are in charge of the family early, and capable people in the ninja world are more witty, boss, you have been counter-strategic emmm.

Qi Mu and Feijian looked at each other, and they ignored the system of drawing circles and pouting their mouths together, and opened the passage.

They still have a long way to go.

But everything has changed.

"Speak up." Tokaima said suddenly.

Qi Mu's telepathy was isolated, he was a little puzzled, and asked without changing his face: 【What? 】

"Cough cough," Fei Jian clenched his fist with one hand and coughed twice, "Since we're married, the bridal chamber wedding night..."

Saiki: ...

His face was expressionless, his eyes were almost empty for a moment, and he was surprised by what he heard.

Ah, sure enough.

If you decide something too hastily, there will be consequences.

Is it too late to regret now?

The voices of the people in the live broadcast room were extremely firm:

"That's too late!!!"

The coffee jelly, which was vying to be rewarded first, fell from the sky and hit Qi Mu's feet. The aroma was overwhelming, and he surrounded him pitifully.

Qi Mu was lost in thought.

"Sure enough, I still envy him," the system far away in another world leaned on his elbows, looked at this scene, and sighed melancholy at the few groups who still doubted his overtures these days, and looked at the side The illusion said in a long voice.

Huanshu smiled and took out a coffee jelly like magic, and placed it in front of the system.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Hai Teng and the others who wanted to step forward but couldn't save face. He shook his head and wiped the photos in his bag for the system.

The Qi Mu family in the photo are all smiling brightly, but the one between the Thousand Hands is still a little green.

Turning to the last one, Huanshu couldn't help being startled.

That's his and the system's.

The system hummed the tune, pretending not to see someone's surprise and touch, dug a large spoonful of coffee jelly into his mouth, and muttered, "I don't want to! Anyway, it will be fine in the future."

"Yes." Huanshu gently put away the photo.

"We will be fine in the future."

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