[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

Don't touch a drop of alcohol, and get drunk when you smell it.

In fact, this is not a big problem. Although she can't even eat bonbons, Shelley can rely on external forces to keep herself silent, which is still considered a lady's front.She always remembered that when she was a child, she secretly took a sip of the fermented rice at home, and when she woke up the next day, the house felt as if it had been burglarized—and her little brother's little face...

I can't continue talking about this kind of thing, the listener is sad, and the hearer sheds tears.

Anyway, Shelley has been insensitive to alcohol since then.

It’s not scary to drink too much, what’s scary is the fragments.

The moment she fell down, Shelley felt like a shit, thinking that she must go back and smash the store, but the thought flashed by, and the overwhelming headache completely occupied all her energy.

Then she just remembered that someone took her home and coaxed her softly to not be sad.

He will be with her.

His eyes were blurred, Shelley stretched out his hand to stick to his face, and yelled aggrievedly.

"Shirley."

In fact, this might just be a dream, in which she could hug the pillow to avoid Shirley's hand wiping her forehead.I know better than anyone that the other party's tolerance for me is unlimited, so I can rely on it to do it to death.

It is this kind of reckless behavior that was within reach in the past, but now it is as difficult as reaching the sky, so it is even more sad to appear in a dream.

When I opened my eyes, my heart was stuffy and sad.

Sure enough, the system can't be expected to find out.

But where is this.

【you guess. 】

The girl who still had a headache stood up and was startled by the sudden system sound.When I woke up, it was not the room I was familiar with. Half of the not-so-small room was filled with bookshelves, and the full books were neatly arranged in different categories. It could be seen that the owner cherished it very much—if she hadn’t seen the books that were thrown on the floor if.

"They were all placed on the bed at first, but I didn't expect so many emergencies yesterday."

The master's voice appeared, and Shelley's heart, which was still calmly looking around, cracked open.She couldn't help but pacified her temples with her thumbs, and Shelley held on to prevent herself from falling down.

"What time is it."

"Afternoon... four o'clock." Kuroro looked at the sky: "The sun is about to go down, and no one will see you when you go back later."

"..."

"The tea on the table can relieve headaches."

What should I do if I don't even want to reach out.

Does the system have a scroll to return to the city?

【No. 】

The system makes up the knife coldly: [If you don't listen to the fat man, you will kill yourself. Only when you have difficulties will you know whether to find an organization or not. 】

"Actually, I didn't really want to care about this, but Shelley, you were crying and rolling around while hugging your pillow last night, so people really can't care about it." His jet-black eyes were fixed on the book: "After all, I don't live alone. , It’s not good to make noise to your companion.”

"……so what……"

"The third time's ability to read space is used up." The young man didn't look like a creditor's debt-seeking eyes like last time: "It's changed to a 24-hour space seal."

This made Shelley a little uneasy.

"So...you won't be able to use your mind ability anymore?"

This is simply a joy!

"Huh?" Sensing the joy in Shelley's eyes, Kuroro cleared his throat: "Sorry, it's just that the one I collected is useless." He muttered as if remembering something.

"I have to kill it tomorrow."

"Kill what?" Feeling that something was wrong, Shelley wanted to ask, but was hit back by a soft nail.

"Does Shelley care?"

God bless how she could care about him.

All she cared about was how to kill him.

In the end, Shelley didn't drink the cup of tea, but couldn't bear the headache and fell back on the bed, covering her head with the quilt, intending to sleep for a while.She estimated that it would be no problem to get up and go back in four hours, so she called the system to troubleshoot and set the clock.

[I'm going to upgrade. 】

"...What?" Shelley rubbed his eyes: "I'll upgrade after I wake up, or I might have been killed by Kuroro when you come back."

【Then I want to set off firecrackers. 】

"..."

[I'm not messing with you, the system needs to be upgraded.Related to your next world, it will take about two or three days. 】

Shelley was bored for a while, then nodded.

"Come back soon."

The system was upgraded silently. Shelley shouted in his head several times but there was no sound, so he could only lie limply.

"Although I don't know what 'upgrade' and 'come back soon' mean, but Shelley, I don't think I'll kill you."

"..."

Shelley curled up in a little pain.

"Talking to myself is my personal hobby, please pretend you didn't hear it..."

This made her feel guilty.

"Because I love my collection very much. Although it is very likely that I will not be interested in it the next day."

Shelley pushed back the quilt and sat up.

"You want to fight?"

The red eyes were full of impatience, and there was a faint red streamer in the raised palm.As long as she wants to, she can burn everything within her sight in the next second.

But thinking of Pike living with him, Shelley still decided to wrong herself for the score machine, and prepared to open the window and jump out.

Although it was ugly, it was better than staying with this gloomy little ghost behind him.

God knows why she just wanted to sleep a little longer.

But the window couldn't be opened.

"The space is closed for 24 hours, counting from now, there are still at least eight hours." The speaker was motionless, as if he couldn't hear the sound of another person grinding his teeth at all.

"I didn't want Shelley to thank me for taking care of you all night. After all, I'm meddling in my own business. Even if you leave Shelley alone, you might end up with dozens of knives." He agreed Letter: "But since we still have to stay here for a long time, I think we can try to chat."

Shelley glanced at the bookcase.

"You like reading books."

This is rare on Meteor Street, as far as those she knows are concerned.

"Did Shelley hate me because I brought you to the rally?"

"I think you're going to say a lot of things I don't like to hear next." The red eyes blinked, and the beast instinct made her feel a little uneasy and dangerous: "Can you please shut up?"

The boy raised his eyebrows and opened the book again to read.

Shelley slowly nestled back, staring at the dim light and the ceiling in a daze.

"If I don't notice anything wrong, I will become Karachi's collection, and the best end is to be imprisoned by him to pick fruit to make money." She still stretched out her hand and drank the cold tea: " I haven't thought about the worst outcome, and I won't be able to sleep if I think about it."

Kuroro closed the book and looked at Shelley.

"I haven't known you for long. In the final analysis, if you don't come again, I will forget it. In the end, you come every day. Once you recognize your face, you will inevitably feel a little familiar. You squat there every day. I always feel that maybe you really want to See if the tree spirit is something else. Probably... have some other expectations for you."

At first glance, he felt that he was the person Pike mentioned, so even if he complained about it in his heart, he still had to look up to him.She had been thinking about leaving Meteor Street, and unconsciously had some hope in him.

For example, I can tell her some useful information and the like.

"I didn't expect you to be of much use at first, but I didn't expect that you came here to deceive me from the beginning. I didn't try my best to deceive others, so I became angry from embarrassment."

"So this is ah."

Kuroro threw the book aside: "It seems that if I had stated my thoughts frankly earlier, I wouldn't have to be so troublesome."

The ominous premonition came again.

"I wanted to catch a tree spirit, but the snake spirit is also good."

The seemingly gentle hand squeezed the chin of the person in front of him with unquestionable strength, and the gentle eyes just now were swept away by the cruelty.With the other arm propped on the head of the bed, the boy asked with a smile.

"Why didn't Shelley think about it more, and Karachi was killed by you so easily? He was the one who endured humiliation for many years before he climbed to the position of warden."

Then he answered his own question.

"Because I stole his thoughts."

"From the beginning when Pike went there, and then to the rally, everything went according to my plan." The boy pinched the slender neck in his hand: "Well...except for your extraordinary performance at the rally, but it's not Also very interesting."

"Speaking of which," the young man leaned into Shelley's ear, "Are you having fun in prison? Shelley."

The hands holding his wrists were instantly engulfed in flames, but with a sudden swipe and buckle, the two hands were pressed against the head of the bed.

"Shelley, if you still want to live," he asked thoughtfully, "tell me, what else do you want besides flying and lighting fire?"

Shelley shook his head.

"In return, I'll come and tell Shelley, read my words." A book materialized on top of Shelley's head: "Conditions are one: see the other party's ability with your own eyes; two: ask a question, get the other party's answer; three: put the opponent's hand on the cover of the book."

This is... what a situation.

Her ability should not be read.

system! ! !

"Hands are already cold." Seemingly satisfied with Shelley's reaction, the young man continued to talk about the conditions: "Then if you don't want me to try to steal Shelley's ability, you can treat me with the rest of the time." Be nice?"

Shelley closed her eyes and nodded.

"So, who is Shirley?"

"...my brother."

"Why isn't he with you?"

"he is at home."

"Place."

"Far East."

Kuroro seemed dissatisfied with the answer, but that wasn't his pleasure.Warm fingers slowly combed the silver hair, sending a strand to her lips.

"Smells of grass and leaves."

Then he fell down, took off the blue earrings, and threw them aside.

Covering the bright white earlobes.

The author has something to say:

I really didn't mean to get stuck here

The journey is over on the 28th and will be updated on the 29th

I don't know if it crashed or not.

Talking about the truth while being the scum of a beast

uh, 13 years old