[tutor] Pass me the fire

This kind of practice is really hard, I thought silently in my heart, but Varia's Yunshou has always been vacant. When I returned to Italy last time, I didn't hear who took up the position of Yunshou, but even if the other party is experienced A professional killer who is a professional killer would probably find it troublesome if he meets Hibari Kyoya.As far as my level is concerned, although it is not a problem to get rid of him, the price to pay is too high, and ordinary business is simply not worth it.

After I said goodbye to Kusakabi politely, I turned around and went to the infirmary, but there was no one there. Senior Shamar had gone somewhere, so I could only sit on a chair and wait quietly.

After almost two hours, there was the sound of the doorknob being turned at the door.I followed the reputation and saw Shamar walking in with Prison Temple. The latter had a lot of wounds and dust on his body, but he didn't seem to care very much. His face was full of displeasure, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed. Unwilling to see through at a glance.

"Hey, Xiaoqin~ You are so beautiful and cute today, did you come here suddenly because you missed me?" Shamar spoke to me enthusiastically.

"Hello!" Prison Temple cast a disgusted look at him, and interrupted him viciously, in exchange for Shamar's helpless sigh.

I stood up and nodded to him, and said, "Hi, Senior Shamar, actually I have something to ask you."

Because I made an agreement with Kyoko to show her the skirt, but the skirt is a suspender style. I was worried that the scars on the body with different shades and hideous shapes would scare her, so I wanted to ask Mr. Shamar if there is any way to fix it. Help me get rid of those scars.After hearing this, Shamar didn't respond immediately. He stroked his stubble-covered chin, looked at me, then took a meaningful look at Prison Temple, and finally said: "It's my honor to help a beautiful lady. , But, I also need your help with one thing here."

Seeing my puzzled expression, Shamar stretched out his fingers and poked the prison temple next to him who was not in a good mood, and teased him without the slightest politeness: "As you can see, this kid is too stupid, he doesn't understand at all. , no progress in practice."

Prison Temple immediately retorted as if his tail had been stepped on: "Obviously you always make me do some meaningless things!"

"So, didn't I find something meaningful for you now?" Shamar wrapped his arms around Jail Temple's shoulders like two brothers, ruffled his hair, and motioned him to look in my direction.

Prison Temple frowned and put his eyes on me. He didn't know what he remembered, and his face suddenly turned red: "..."

"...So, what do I need to do?" Seeing the two of them feeling a little strange, I could only ask aloud.

Shamar waved his hand and said, "You just need to sit here, and the next thing is about the prison temple." He pressed his palm on the prison temple's head, patted it twice, and added, " The content of today's practice is to make her smile."

Prison Temple didn't react at all: "Huh?!"

I was also stunned, for a moment I couldn't figure out what Shamar meant.

"You idiot, didn't I just say it?" Shamar raised the corner of his mouth without energy, and looked lazy. He blinked at the prison temple, "You need to use your brain to chase girls."

After Shamar said this, he went out to talk to the beautiful young lady, leaving me and Ji Si in the empty infirmary.I sat on a higher window sill, dangling my legs hanging in mid-air, and staring at Prison Temple, who is holding a book similar to "A Hundred Thousand Hilarious Jokes" Walking around irritably, his short silver-gray hair was tied into a small braid behind his head, and he wore a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked as serious as he was preparing to give a lecture to Sawada Tsunayoshi.

After a long time, he finally closed the book in his hand, walked up to me with a serious face, and said, "I'm going to start."

I also nodded seriously and said, "Let's get started."

Then he told a couple of jokes that sounded completely unfunny to me.

"Cut, it's a good thing I've been prepared for a long time." Prison Temple looked at me and waited for the battle, and took out a few videos of comedians that had just been cached and handed them to me.

I looked down for a while, then raised my eyes and continued to look at him with no expression on my face.

"...Damn it!" Prison Temple showed a dangling expression of wanting to strangle my neck, "Don't you think it's funny?!"

Realizing that I seemed to have brought him difficulties in practice, I could only say embarrassedly: "Sorry, compared to these things, I still think you are more funny."

Prison Temple: "Looking for you?!"

"But having said that, you really don't have any expression on your face," Kikujizai looked at me carefully, then suddenly turned his face away, and said in a low voice to himself, "I don't know what happened to Judaime and the baseball idiot. meeting……"

"Because I'm used to it. Redundant expressions can inadvertently reveal mental state and intelligence information. Such flaws are fatal to a certain extent." I explained to him in a serious voice without any ups and downs.

Hearing this, Prison raised an eyebrow, and there was an undisguised look of disdain on her pretty face: "Cut, who would believe such a thing, do you think I'm stupid?"

"No, you actually believe it now."

Prison Temple: "...I didn't!"

"Ah, after being exposed by me, I became irritable and shy."

Prison Temple: "Looking for you?!"

"You won't hit me," I carefully studied the expression on his face, and said in a confident tone, "I'm sure you won't want to."

Prison Temple suddenly stopped talking: "..."

He scratched his bangs irritably, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose slid a little because of his impatient movements. After struggling for a long time alone, he finally turned his face and frowned and stared at me with scrutiny. Wanting to catch something strange on my face, he asked abruptly, "Hey, do you treat everyone like this?"

"What?" I blinked, not quite understanding what he meant.

"I mean, you're always the same as before..." Prison Temple suddenly got stuck when he said this, and then, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, he continued to speak slowly while looking at me with complicated eyes , "Do you always say something that people misunderstand?"

I reacted belatedly to his implication, and recalled what I said just now. Although I didn't think there was any ambiguity, I still said to him in an apologetic tone: "What I said will make you misunderstand. It's not good. Is it the aspect? If so... I am very sorry if I offend you. I just said what I think is right, and there is no other meaning."

"... Oh." Hearing my answer, Prison Temple responded with a muffled voice, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, I was so bored that I turned my head and looked out of the window. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a bunch of lavender emerging from the short bushes. The flowers that came to me... Speaking of which, it seems that I have been given flowers for the first time. Although the object is a yellow bird, it still makes me very happy.

Before I could look at it for a while, Prison Temple hurried out without even saying hello.After a while, I heard the door of the infirmary being pushed open roughly, with a "snap".

There, gasping for breath, lips pursed tightly, holding a... paper airplane in the other hand?

He stood up slowly under my gaze, and threw the paper airplane in his hand towards me. The neatly folded white paper airplane wobbled in the air, and finally flew to my place smoothly. In my arms, it landed on the hem of my skirt like a sleepy bird.

On top of the white paper airplane, there is a lilac, small flower.

I stared at the flower for a while, then raised my head to look at the prison temple, but the other party looked even more embarrassed than me.

"...You just now," Prison Temple scratched his silver-gray hair, stiffly staggered my gaze, and said dryly, "Didn't you just keep watching!"

I:"……"

What should I say at this time?I thought silently in my heart, I always felt...no matter what I said, it didn't feel right.

After thinking about it, I simply spread out the folded paper airplane, then took out a pen from the pen holder next to it, and drew a few simple strokes on the white paper, and finally waved to Prison Temple to signal him Come here a little bit.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Prison Temple seemed to be unwilling to walk in front of me.

"This is for you." I handed him the folded paper just now.

Prison Temple took it with a puzzled face, opened it and took a look inside, suddenly froze, looking dumbfounded.

It's a smiling face I drew on it.

It's actually just a few simple lines. I'm not good at drawing things with a brush. It's a bit ugly to be honest.

"Sorry, I'm not used to showing too much emotion on my face," I pointed to the piece of paper he was holding in his hand, and continued seriously, "If it's ugly...I'll do it next time Give you a better one."

"Today's practice should be considered complete."

Prison Temple remained silent.

It took a long time before he started to move. He neatly folded the piece of paper with the smiling face in his palm and hid it in his palm. His face slowly turned red, and finally he ran out of the infirmary at a fast speed... It was as if he was running away.

The author has something to say:

#【树洞】I found out that my boss, my colleague and I fell in love with the same person, what should I do? !Urgent, wait online! ! #

When I started this chapter, I was overwhelmed by the cute picture I made up... The spicy chicken writing can't express one ten-thousandth of it! ! !Falk! ! !Spicy chicken writing! ! !

Girl Qin is set to be a beautiful girl with an expressionless face. She only smiled at her in the full text, and the other two times were when Dino took pictures of her and when Prison set off fireworks for her...

... Although the little angel of the Prison Temple is a tsundere, he is also an Italian man, okay? !What's more, there are assists from love mentors Shamar and Biyangqi! !

【I seem to be given flowers for the first time. Although the object is a yellow bird, it still makes me very happy】

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Bro, when your assist is a bird, you have already lost [Hey

It is estimated that there are four or five chapters left...Little angels, see if the stock market should be bought or sold, okay?