Miss Field [Comprehensive]

In the end, Akiya Kirihara managed to get Chiyo's mailing address, and happily left with her mobile phone and companions.

Chinami glanced at Nozaki who seemed to know nothing, and moved closer to Chiyo: "Don't you like Nozaki?"

Sakura, who hadn't blushed just now, blushed when she heard the words: "Of course not!"

Qian Naimei was surprised: "You have confessed to Nozaki twice, so you have nothing to gain?"

Sakura Chiyo: "..."

Sakura Chiyo shed two lines of tears: "Yes... I got two signatures."

Chinami: "..."

Qian Naimei patted her on the shoulder: "The road is long and difficult. Come on."

Yukimura and the others left, and the three of Nanasheng came to say goodbye after eating dessert and drinking coffee. They also planned to visit the stalls of other clubs.

In this way, the only acquaintances in the maid cafe were Nozaki and Mikoshiba. Among them, Nozaki was still sorting out the material, and Mikoshiba opposite him lost the shyness he had just entered, and was crossing the middle table and talking to Nozaki.

Chinami cleaned up the table where Yukimura and the others were sitting just now, and before she had time to ask the other waiters if there were any large guests who wanted to change seats, she swaggered and sat down alone.

Only one person sat in the seat where eight people should have been seated.

Chinami's eyes sank, and she raised her eyes to look at this cheeky guy.

The first thing I saw was a pair of red eyes.

Chinami was taken aback, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind: There must be too many people with red eyes.

Shaking his head, throwing away this inexplicable idea, he looked at the customer carefully, and found that he was a boy with black hair and red eyes, wearing a black turtleneck sweater.

His face was sickly pale, and his red pupils looked like a sea of ​​frozen blood.

The boy let Chinami look at himself, and at the same time he was also looking at Chinami.

After staring at each other silently for a few seconds, Chinami said, "My guest, if you are alone, you can switch to another table, such as the two-seater over there."

The boy in a black sweater put his hands on the back of the booth, crossed his legs, and smiled when he heard this: "I think this place is very good."

Chinami: "..."

The boy in the black sweater: "Why don't you give me the menu?"

After silently repeating "the customer is God" several times to herself, Chinami turned to get the menu.

The president happened to be standing at the front desk.

When she handed the menu to Qian Naimei, she looked at the handsome boy in black with a little worry: "Is there any problem?"

Chinami: "No problem. I will resist hitting him."

President: "...that's not what I meant."

However, Chinami had already returned with the menu.

Having said that, Chinami found it quite difficult to hold back.

Because when she handed over the menu, the beautiful boy in black didn't move, just raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Isn't this a maid cafe? You shouldn't say 'Master, this is what you want' when serving." Something like that?"

Chinami: "..."

She pinched the menu hard with her fingers, leaving a slight indentation on the smooth paper.

Qian Naimei: "It turns out that the guest asked for this, so tell me earlier."

She smiled and turned to call a "maid" waiter next to her.

Because the waiter was too tall and unruly, no customers were willing to accept his service, so he could only wander around the entire cafe.

Seeing Qian Naimei calling him now, the person's eyes lit up, and he immediately came over: "Chang Sang, you called me?"

"It's not me." Qian Nami pointed to the handsome boy in black who had a subtle expression on his face, "It's this guest. He wants extra 'special, special, service'."

In fact, their art club had already considered this situation, and even rehearsed in advance.

The reason is that in this case, the waiters themselves can let each other understand what happened with just one sentence, so that they can respond quickly.

The tall and mighty "maid"'s eyes lit up when she heard the words, and her face was so excited that it froze for a moment, and then she was forcibly flattened by himself:

"This guest, I will provide you with a special service."

The beautiful boy in black: "...No, no need."

How could the "maid" be willing to listen.

He has been idling here for so long, and finally caught a bad luck... Ahem guest, how could he let him go.

He took a step forward, squatted down with both legs, sank into his dantian, and took the menu from Qian Naimei by the way:

"Master! Just let me serve you! Is this what you want?!"

In an instant, everyone in the coffee shop, whether they were customers or other waiters, all looked this way.

The beautiful boy in black: "..."

He just regrets it now.

Very sorry.

In the end, the president felt compassionate and persuaded Chinami to help the handsome boy in black to settle the bill.

When Qian Nai walked over, she found that the already pale face of the other party was even paler, with almost no trace of blood, and even her lips were pale and almost colorless.

Such an appearance of recovering from a serious illness, no matter how cold and arrogant the other party looks, in the eyes of others, it will become precariously fragile.

Qian Nai beat a drum in her heart:

He won't be overstimulated and faint here right?Please don't.

Frightened by her own brain, Qian Nai stopped the maid lady who wanted to provide "special service", stepped forward, and unconsciously softened her voice: "Sir, are you okay?"

The beautiful boy in black raised his eyes and looked over coldly: "Not good."

Chinami: "..."

She won't be able to answer you like this.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the beautiful boy's mood became even worse: "You just help others to bully... insult... Anyway, you just watch like this?"

Chinami:? ? ?

Sir who are you?

Do I know you well? ? ?

She was fooled by the other party's technique of complaining first.

It took several seconds before I came back to my senses: "...I don't quite understand what you mean."

The beautiful boy narrowed his eyes: "Don't you think I'm familiar?"

Chinami: "..."

She wanted to say what age, you are still playing this game, but before she could say anything, she really felt a strange aura in this young man called Mei.

A sense of... a connection, a close connection between them...

Chinami was terrified!

But the young man laughed, his eyes and brows raised with pride.

Seeing that Qian Naimei did not speak, the boy asked, "How is it?"

Chinami: "..."

Boy: "It's all like this, haven't you found out yet?"

Chinami: "Sir, what is your name?"

Boy: "I won't tell you."

Chinami: "..."

He smiled maliciously: "You can think about it slowly!"

After all, he stood up and patted the dust that didn't exist on his body.

It was only then that Qian Nai realized that his hands were tightly wrapped in black gloves, and his whole body was only black and white, with a pair of bright red eyes.

The boy was about to leave, when he turned his eyes, he saw Nozaki who was sitting on the next table and writing a book.

He paused and leaned over.

After looking at it for a while, I pointed to one of the lines: "Change it to red hair. I like red hair."

Nozaki: "..."

Nozaki's pen stopped, looked up at him, and started writing to meet the requirements of the character prototype.

It's not over yet.

"I want to be emperor." The young man demanded.

Nozaki: "...This is a school comic."

The boy clicked his tongue: "Then the school manager. The principal is also fine."

It was the first time that Nozaki encountered such a person after collecting materials for so long.

This time he paused for a long time, and finally the artist's self-esteem prevailed, he put away his pen and shook his head: "This is not good, this is mainly a romantic love story between teenagers and girls. If you insist on this, this character may only be in Show your face when you speak on stage."

The boy frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly raised his head and pointed at Qian Naimei: "What about her? Is she also inside?"

Nozaki glanced at Chinami: "Yeah. She's here too."

The boy's brows relaxed, and his expression became clear: "That's fine. I'm the principal now, and I want to be in her class."

"I see..." Nozaki bit his pen and thought for a while, "Then how about you being a transfer student with her?"

"Okay!" The boy grinned, revealing his white and sharp canine teeth.

Chinami: "..."

Two fools.

She didn't bother to talk to them, and walked away with the empty plate that the boy had eaten.

After the trash was cleaned up, the boy in black had already left, and even Nozaki and Mikoshiba had disappeared.

Sakura Chiyo, who had witnessed the whole process before, came over and said in a low voice, "Nozaki and the others left together, and they said they wanted to go to Mikoshiba's house to play games together."

Qian Nai had a meal.

Thinking about it, I didn't find any problem with the boy, and I didn't feel any malice in him, so I gave up.

It's just that when she looked away from the window, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a certain white cloak among the crowd of visitors.

Her heart skipped a beat subconsciously.

When I looked again, I couldn't find that person.

Qian Naimei could only comfort herself, she must have made a mistake just now.

He can't come.

According to Hao's habit of living in a villa, he hates crowded places.

This little episode was regarded by Qian Naimei as her own dizziness, and she was too busy to forget it.

Because she had to pack things with the people from the art club, it was completely dark when Chinami returned home that night, Shikigami who wandered around the school silently followed Chinami when she walked out of the school gate.

During the day, Qian Naimei felt that he was annoying dangling in front of her eyes, so she drove him aside, now seeing him following up so obediently, she felt a little guilty for no reason.

Standing on tiptoe, touched Shikigami's white mask: "You are very good today."

The shikigami bent over cooperatively, still did not speak or move, but there was a pleasant breath coming from the shikigami contract.

Qian Naimei thought about it, and gave him some spiritual power as a reward.

As a result, the pleasant atmosphere on the other side of the contract became more intense, and Chinami's mood was also lifted.

This good mood continued from the school gate until she met a man in a white cloak.

Not good.

It was a stranger who had never seen it before, and a green spirit body floated behind him.

Not sensing any hostility from the other party, Chinami stopped and asked, "May I ask what you want?"

The other party put the suitcase on the ground, untied the cloak, folded it neatly and placed it on top of the suitcase.

The clothes he is wearing underneath are very ethnic, like the style of Native Americans, and there is a string of feather pendants around his neck.

Chinami noticed that there was a token tied to his right wrist.

The man noticed Qian Naimei's gaze, and raised his right hand: "This is the Royal God Card, which is equivalent to the qualification certificate for participating in the Shaman King Competition. You can only get it if you defeat me."

Accompanied by his explanation, the spirit body behind him began to possess him.

Man Naked|The exposed skin gradually turned dark green, the hair turned into wicker-like soft branches, and the brown eyes also turned into fluorescent green.It looks like two firefly lights under the night sky, which is both weird and beautiful.

It wasn't until these changes were completed that he shouted: "Thank you for your patience. Now, let's do it!!! Don't be nervous, you can't hurt me!"

Chinami stood there without moving.

She wasn't nervous at all, she just felt helpless: "Well, didn't you ask for money for the preparation? I didn't plan to participate in the Shaman King competition."

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The man in a defensive posture: "Huh?"