[Comprehensive] After I retired from the pirate world, I went on a blind date

A few days later, outside Tsunayoshi Sawada's house.

Discreetly hiding behind the fence, wearing a hooded jacket and a pair of huge sunglasses, I sneaked a sneak peek into Sawada's house through the French windows.

Behind him, Miji, who was wearing a thin black sportswear, looked at me with cold sweat dripping from the back of his head, and said hesitantly, "Sister, are you really going to steal children's things?"

I immediately turned my head and glared at him, and raised my palm to threaten, "Be careful, I'll hit you! Can you speak, and my majestic Yisha with a red scythe will steal things? Just grab it openly, okay?"

"..." He rolled his eyes.

I ignored him and continued to wait patiently in the shadows. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Sawada-kun in casual clothes came out of the house.I didn't act immediately, and waited and waited until four o'clock, when Aunt Sawada Nana went out to buy food with a shopping bag, and then slipped into their house.

As far as I know, Rambo is not actually a child of the Sawada family, but he seems to have a good relationship with the Sawada family, and he has no other relatives in Namiseri, so he has been living there.

I took off my shoes and searched around the living room, kitchen and bathroom but found no one else, so I quietly sneaked up to the second floor.

……found it.

In a room full of various weapon models, toy cars, and game consoles, Lan Bo was wearing familiar cow pajamas and shorts, and was lying leisurely by the window, basking in the sun and sleeping.

I walked over to take a look at him, lowered my head, listened to his sleepy snoring, raised the corners of my mouth, boldly stretched my hand into his messy natural curly hair and began to fiddle with it.

Bazooka bazooka... Got it!

I glanced at Lanbo again, without any further hesitation, I pulled out the bazooka with a little force.

When I pulled out the bazooka, which was obviously twice the size of Lanbo's head, from his hair, I couldn't help but sigh, is this kid's hair a different dimension?How on earth do you manage to stuff such a large weapon in your hair?And it seems that there are more than just weapons. When I first reached out to find the bazooka inside, I seemed to have touched brushes, candies, and a few grenade-like things...

The world is really scary.

Well, ten years later, the rocket launcher was successfully obtained. I held it in front of my eyes and studied it for a while, and found that it should not be too difficult to operate, just pull the launch trigger.

But what about the ammunition?I reached out to feel in Lanbo's hair again, but couldn't find it. Looking at the purple toy-like bazooka in my hand, I shrugged, forget it, this thing probably doesn't need ammunition, it's not a real bazooka in the first place.

"Sister, are you alright, Sawada Tsunayoshi is coming back soon!"

There was a low-pitched sound like a mosquito coming from downstairs. He was relatively big, so I stayed on the first floor to observe the situation for fear of making noise when going up the stairs.This is really a good idea, and it would be a big deal if Sawada-kun finds out.I'm not afraid of him, it's just that I broke up with Dino in front of him two days ago, and it's always weird to run to his house suddenly.

Not to mention I still have the ten-year-old bazooka I just stole from Rambo's... oh no, I just stole it.

"Here we come, let's move out!" I opened my jacket, put the bazooka into the clothes, and then zipped it up. From the outside, it was impossible to tell that there was something hidden in the clothes.It’s strange to wear a thick jacket on this hot day, and it’s really hot. I wiped off my sweat and went to the bathroom of Sawada Tsunayoshi’s house to wash my face with cold water before he came back. It's ridiculous to leave.

I escaped smoothly, I was relieved, and then glanced at Mi Ji contemptuously: "You are still a killer, with your psychological quality?"

He complained bitterly, "I'm different from Big Brother and Qi Ya. I kill people by remote control."

I looked at his figure and nodded in agreement: "That's right, just like you, let alone assassination. You can't even squeeze through the door of the assassination target's house."

Miji stamped her feet in embarrassment, "Sister!"

"Well, I won't tease you. In fact, you have lost a lot of weight. Let me see, yo, even your face has become a lot prettier? It's just around the corner to catch up with your elder brother's appearance!"

I patted him on the shoulder in relief.

Mi Ji blushed, scratched his cheeks, and there was some anticipation in his eyes: "I hope. By the way, sister, do you really want to shoot yourself with a bazooka? What if you die? We don't understand the principle ..."

I wasn't worried at all, "No, I won't die. If I take ten thousand steps back, even if I fail, I won't die." I showed my eight white teeth and smiled shyly, "You think I'm five years old?" The 7000 million bounty came for nothing? A mere rocket launcher wants to blow me up... No way!"

Mi Ji: "...Okay."

Back at the hotel, I took off my jacket, took out the ten-year bazooka and put it on the white sheet, and stroked the smooth shell with my fingers.

Mi Ji changed into comfortable clothes, came out of the bathroom, saw my tangled face and asked, "What's wrong, are you scared?"

"...Yes, and no."

"Ok?"

I withdrew my hand, looked at the empty ceiling, sighed softly and asked him, "Tell me, what if I find out that I am still single at the age of 35 after ten years?"

Mi Chi obviously didn't think about this problem, and he was about to open the freezer to get a bottle of mineral water, "Ah? No way."

"Why not? I think my love luck has exploded, and it is very likely that I will end up alone."

The more I want to know my future, the less I dare to face it.I even started to think deeply, is it really good to peep into the future?Will there be any huge butterfly effect because of this voyeurism?

But all the bazookas have been robbed, so it's a bit wasteful to just put it here as a decoration.

Miji Gulu Gulu drank a whole bottle of water, threw it into the trash can and said seriously: "The sister Yisha I know is not such a cowardly person, go and see your future!"

I was a little moved by his sincere eyes, my nose was sore, I couldn't hold back, walked over and gave him a bear hug, "Okay, by the way, when I come back ten years later, remember to give her... …No, take a photo of me. I want to see what I will look like in ten years, and whether I have taken good care of myself..."

After hearing this, Mi Ji patted his chest, "It's on me. But for some reason, I always feel a little nervous when I think that I will see Sister Yisha ten years later."

I chuckled, "Why? I won't eat you again."

He shook his head, "That's hard to say, in case you are in menopause at the age of 35..."

I raised my hand and gave him a slap on the back of the head, pinching his ear, "Want to die?"

"……I was wrong."

"louder please!"

"I was wrong!"

I snorted coldly, let go of Mi Ji's ears, picked up the bazooka on the bed and handed it to Mi Ji, and opened my arms as if death was at home, "Come on."

He swallowed, and the hand holding the bazooka was trembling, "Then, then I fired?"

"Come."

With his mouth closed, Mi Ji took a deep breath through his nose, pulled the trigger with his fat fingers, pointed the muzzle at my body, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and pulled it down forcefully.

Boom——————

With the sound of a violent explosion, thick smoke spread out, and after the slight pain passed, I opened my eyes and found myself in a colorful psychedelic passage.

There is no gravity in the tunnel, and I lay in mid-air without moving, feeling like my whole body was floating lightly, being attracted forward by an inexplicable gravitational force.

What an amazing feeling...

If I was not conscious, I would definitely think that I was dreaming at this moment.

A few seconds later, the pictures around me changed. Before I was ready, a sudden sense of weightlessness came, and in a blink of an eye I had already landed on the hard floor.

Pain Pain——

I grinned and stood up, touched my sore buttocks, and squinted to observe the scene in front of me.

At this moment, I am standing in a Japanese-style corridor, the floor is made of dark brown wooden boards, looking to the left, it happens to be an open room, the windows on the wall are open, and the floor is paved to see Comfortable light yellow tatami mats.

There are not many furniture, simple and exquisite, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

No one, though.

I wonder, is this the world ten years from now?Where are you?I have no particular interest in Japanese architecture. If this is my future home, why should I buy this style of house?Good-looking is good-looking, but obviously it doesn't match me.

I keep going.

The corridor is not too long, and it ends after about a dozen steps.At the end, a cubicle is connected to the left and the courtyard is connected to the right.

The compartment door was closed. I stood outside the door and listened for a while, but there was no movement.

I wanted to open the door to see if there were any clues inside, but the room was locked, and no matter how cruel I was, I would not destroy other people's homes at will, so I gave up and turned to look at the courtyard on the right.

The courtyard looks much bigger than the house.I jumped down the corridor and walked to the center of the courtyard, looked at a few red fish in the pool that were obviously fed very fat, and continued to visit the courtyard with my hands behind my back.

I walked around and still didn't meet anyone, so is this my home, and what am I going to do here ten years later?

Obviously the person who knows me best is myself, but at this moment I am really confused.

According to my guess, the rocket launcher can only exchange itself with the self ten years later for 5 minutes, and now 2 minutes have passed, let alone the future husband, there is not even a shadow.I anxiously turned around on the gravel-paved ground, looked at the white wall not far away, and seriously considered whether to climb over the wall and get out.

If you go out and have a look, you will probably know where you are, right?

Time was running out, and I didn't have time to think about it for too long. I ran to the wall in two or three steps, rubbed my hands, and jumped.

As a result, one leg had just stepped over the wall, and before the other leg had time to turn over, he met a pair of surprised eyes.

Outside the wall, a child in a white vest and khaki shorts was holding a wooden sword, staring at me sitting on the wall with wide black eyes.

He looked about five or six years old, probably because he had been playing outside like crazy, and he was dirty from head to toe, covered in leaves and mud.

His face was not clean, there were several obvious abrasions on his forehead and chin, and there were still dried snot marks under his nose.

I made an awkward smile: "...kid, don't stare at me, can you let me go? My sister is about to jump down."

"Sister?" His expression became strange, "Mom, what are you talking about? Also, what are you doing over the wall?"

I was taken aback by the sudden "Mom", and I couldn't sit still and fell off the wall.

The author has something to say: By the way, the double was posted at the same time the day before yesterday, and then I found out... Many little angels thought I only updated one chapter? Just skip the first update and read the second update, and you won’t feel that you can’t catch it up? 0.0

Thank you, I am the God of the River, for the nutrient solution and mines~~Trojan horse Trojan horse

And thank you Boots for mine~