Let's sneak, my sis [Comprehensive Gacha]

The sound of the pieces falling on the chessboard was crisp and clear. Mi, who was holding the white pieces, rested her chin with one hand and thought for a while before she dropped a piece to cut off the opponent's black dragon. However, things were going on indistinctly, if Mi hadn't been careful, he would have already lost this round.

The woman sitting opposite Mi Luozi was full of bookishness, quiet and elegant, with a bandage on her forehead and long hair hanging down. She looked at Mi Luozi's position and smiled slightly, full of majestic and calm demeanor.

Ever since Mi spent several days on the ground to exercise his physical fitness, but his physical fitness was still too big and he delayed going to school, Sako finally had to admit that Mi was not talented in combat, so he had to revoke the idea of ​​running around and running Five rounds of tasks.And after the new sister arrived, Mi's study has completely advanced towards the mental aspect.

"Sorry." Gio interrupted Mi's thoughts softly, and she reminded Mi with a helpless smile, "Xiao Mi, you are going to be late."

"Eh?" Mi turned her head to look at the pendulum hanging in the living room, and then at the chessboard in her hand, which was in full swing. Her white pieces had already become powerful, and the opponent's black pieces were pressing every step of the way. Seeing that this was the most important juncture, success or failure over the next few rounds.

"Let's go to school first." The black-haired woman smiled and put the sunspots back into the chess box, and withdrew her hand. "This game of chess... I will continue to play when you come back."

"Yeah." Mi nodded obediently, and stood up from the cushion, "Then I'll go first, sister Kuroro."

The woman sitting opposite was really calm and calm, her black eyes looked gentle when they passed by lightly, but she didn't catch anyone in her eyes.From the first time we met, Kuroro was more like an elder than a sister to Mi. She was calm and wise, and even the passing of a passing moment could not cause emotional changes, but she was not indifferent to the world. While watching the ever-changing chessboard, the decisive style of chess has the taste of a careerist.

Mi dreams of her in a way.

Watching Mi change her shoes and go out, Gio took off her apron and hung it in the kitchen. She turned her head and glanced at Kuroro who was thinking about something while looking at the chessboard, but saw that the other party was very vigilant and leisurely looked up at her. , gio smiled, gentle but imposing, "Xiao Mi always trusts her sister."

The woman who instinctively reminded her that she was not a good person also smiled and nodded in agreement, "But I don't know that the so-called sister plan is not just for some people."

Undercurrents surged, Gio placed the brewed tea in front of Kuroro, "Since you also agreed to that plan." She sat upright in the position where Mi had sat before, separated by a situation like fire and water. "Then I hope our ends are the same."

Kuroro picked up the teacup, sniffed the dense tea fragrance, smiled and said nothing.

Mizheng was walking on the way to school. As she walked towards the school, she was thinking about the chess game just now. Although she always took one step and pushed ten steps, the opponent who played against her started learning Go together. She is more foresighted, Kuroro, she has played this game of chess very carefully to such a point of confrontation, she is not willing to lose at all.

Fortunately, she didn't go to school for a few days, and her study progress didn't lag behind. The content that the teacher said was basically what she had previewed early. Mi leaned gently on the back of the chair, and felt her shoulder was poked twice, and Mi was disappointed. Looking at the teacher's position, he secretly reached behind the desk with his backhand to receive the note from the master behind the desk.

Unexpectedly, it was a very large piece of paper, and the paper was also very thick. It looked weird when folded into a square, but the bright colors could still be seen from the back, and it smelled strongly of turpentine.

...Is it an oil painting?

How can an oil painting be folded like this!

If she was not still in class, Mizhen wanted to give a good lecture to the master at the back table, and she carefully loosened the papers and put them in the drawer, and then deal with them after class.

After class, it was time for the lunch break. Just as Mi was about to put away the books on the table, she saw the prison temple walking towards her, "That...Mi." The prison temple looked a little hesitant, but still called Mi, "Let's go to the rooftop to eat together." Come on, I have something to ask you."

Mi thought for a while with her book, and finally nodded in agreement. She naturally knew what the prison temple wanted to ask. After all, her sister had appeared so ostentatiously before, and the prison temple probably finally became suspicious of his previous misunderstanding. Alright.

Mi looked at the oil painting still in the belly of the table, and took out the bento first and stood up.

More and more students left the classroom, and the whole classroom fell silent. The gentleman at the back desk poked his lunch box absent-mindedly, looked up at the piece of paper on the table at the front desk, then stood up and took it out, turned around Walking to the back of the classroom, he threw it into the trash can with a blank expression.

#I am not happy!I have a little mood! #

When Mi was called to the rooftop, she realized that there was more than just the Prison Temple, and Takeshi Yamamoto and Tsunayoshi were also sitting on Tsunayoshi's head. When she saw Mi coming in, she even greeted her.

"Good afternoon." Mi responded softly, walked over slowly and sat down.

The afternoon sun was not yet hot enough, and it was very warm and comfortable. Mi opened the bento box and prepared to have lunch. If these people didn't say anything or ask anything, she would naturally not say anything. If she is willing to expose it, she will naturally take into account the thoughts of her sisters.

"Katori didn't come to school a few days ago." Tsunayoshi was the first to speak, and he looked at Mi with concern, "I heard she was sick?"

"You didn't come a few days ago." Mi heard the students discussing the matter of Tsuna pretending to be sick and asking for leave when he came today, so he couldn't help but slow down his tone, "Are you sick too?"

"Eh? No, no." Gangji scratched his head and smirked a few times, "Because, there is something..."

"Is that woman who suddenly appeared that day Mi's sister?" It seemed that she had heard enough gossip from the two of them, sitting on top of Tsunaji's head, and went straight to the point, with the green Len lying beside him.

"Yeah." Mi nodded in confirmation.

"Mi seems to have many older sisters." Chao Mi smiled, her face full of childlike innocence.

Mi nodded again.

"Isn't Kami an orphan?" He continued to ask, his smile fading away.

If he just paid attention to it before, speculating whether it might be an unexpected trap, then the amazing skills that Mi's sisters showed one after another must be worthy of his suspicion.

"Yes." Mi didn't deny it, and simply replied.

"Mi has lived alone for a long time, how could there be so many older sisters suddenly?" It was probably because the childlike delicate voice was too cute, and his precautions and fears were all dissolved in it.

"I don't know." Yaya answered truthfully.

"Speaking of which, last time at school, Mi's sister also appeared suddenly, and this time Mi was in danger and suddenly appeared. Could it be that she has some kind of connection with Mi?" Looking into Mi's eyes, Leon in his hand Transformed into a gun, he looked at Mi with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "For example, what will appear if Mi is in danger?"

"What are you doing!" Seeing that the gun was aimed at Mi, Tsunaji hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Shut up, stupid Gang." Kicked Gang Ji to the ground, "It's just a dead bullet, it can't kill anyone, take back your stupid look."

"Ah, what kind of game is it again?" Takeshi Yamamoto, who had seen the gun being pulled out and the smile on his mouth faded, became excited again when he heard this.

"Ah, that's right." Responded aloud, "The name of this game is Big Transformation, and maybe a woman who looks like Prison Temple will be created."

Hearing the words, Prison Temple turned his head and looked over, his tensed back slowly relaxed again.

Mi didn't move all the time, she looked at the cz75 made in Czech in her hand, bowed her head and took another bite. The movements and postures of raising the gun were very standard. It is still impossible to hold the gun with one hand, the recoil will dislocate her.

After this kind of suppression, it would be useless for Mi to hide no matter how hard she tried, and since that was the case, Mi would not run away in embarrassment.

There was a "bang" gunshot, which surprised me. It may be that Tsunayoshi and Yuji completely believed in the words. Even Takeshi Yamamoto looked very excited. They all believed in the little baby's words and believed that he would not hurt her.

'Dum...' There was a muffled sound.

With such a short range and the speed of the bullet, he quickly found the danger and resisted it in the blink of an eye after being summoned. Naruko blocked the bullet with a cold expression, and the bullet was deeply embedded in Kunai. on the cutting edge.

Just as Naruko was about to fight back, he saw that the teenagers around him looked like they were watching a show. Mi behind him lowered his head and held a bento box in his arms. The scene was too harmless. The little baby with the gun smiled and said to Mi, "Good afternoon, Xiao Mi."

"It really appeared!" Takeshi Yamamoto looked at Naruko in a ninja suit with golden double ponytails in surprise.

Even Gang Ji had a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"Sister Naruko." Mi put her lunch box on the ground, raised her face to look at Naruko, "I'm sorry, sister Naruko is obviously very busy, but she still has to come over."

When Mi spoke, he was expressionless, his black eyes were even a little gloomy, his tone was flat, and he looked calm before the storm.

"It's okay." Naruko patted Mi's head who was obviously angry.

"Are you Mi's sister too?" The pistol in his hand changed back to Len, and he put Len on the brim of his hat.

Naruko nodded, but did not answer. She glanced and saw Tsunakichi sitting next to her, "It's you, Sawada Tsunayoshi!" She seemed to remember the boy she met once more than a year ago , greeted happily, she shook the kunai in her hand, lightly hit the kunai blade with strength, and then the deep bullet fell to the ground.

"Ah, yes." Although he didn't remember introducing himself, but Mi's sister called out his name so naturally, Tsuna Kichi replied nervously.

"I'm quite busy now, I have to go first, come to play at home next time." She smiled at Tsunayoshi, very enthusiastically, then turned her head to look at Mi, "Bring Shikamaru to play with you next time."

"Yes." Mi corrected softly.

Seeing Naruko leave, Yacai reached out to pick up the bullet on the ground, with a diameter of 9mm. This kind of bullet will not cause too bloody headshot, but it will leave a penetrating track in the head. The bullet does not look special. Not the usual bullet for that gun, but a Browning 9mm bullet.

If her sister hadn't shown up, she would probably have died.

Mi lightly covered the lunch box and picked up the half-eaten bento, "Although I don't know what you misunderstood, my sisters have nothing to do with you. I can't say it clearly because of some things, but I also I don't want to embarrass my sisters because of me."

Mi raised her calm face, her words were polite and distant, "Then, if you're not guarding against me, just treat it as my guarding against you. From now on, please keep a distance from me."

The scene suddenly fell silent, Mi turned and left the rooftop.

As soon as Mi went down a flight of stairs, she heard a person running down the stairs wheezing. She continued to walk downstairs, and then she was suddenly pulled by the corner of her clothes.

The person behind him was panting slightly, and seeing Mi turned her head calmly, her face was full of bewilderment that she didn't understand how things would suddenly develop into this state, "Katori..."

Tsuna looked at Mi pitifully.

"Sawada-kun." Mi held the bento in one hand and pushed Tsunayoshi's hand away with the other. "I don't like trouble, whether it's for me or my sister."

The hand that was rejected suddenly grabbed her hand firmly, and Mi tried hard to withdraw it but was held firmly "But..." He said helplessly, looking back into Mi's eyes "I didn't think It brings you trouble, and I don't have any thoughts about Mi's sister."

With an expression of fear that Mi ran away, with a little panic and stubbornness, he blurted out "I just have thoughts about you."