The time was pushed back to ten minutes ago, and the strange boy in women's clothing just sat down next to Oda Saki; he put the black briefcase on his lap, leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, and tapped meaninglessly on the retractable buckle with his fingers .

As the eldest sister of a group of restless male middle school students for a long time, Oda Saki's obsession with the young lady's long legs and European style is obviously stronger than the male limbs that she has seen in the basketball department for a long time - but this time it seems to be a little different .

The oddly dressed boy has a left hand that's almost a work of art.

The thin black gloves fit tightly to every inch of the skin of the hands, outlining the slender and concise bones; from the fingertips to the bases of the fingers, and then to the slightly thin but unfeminine palms, as if grasping the temperature of playfulness , Playing with other people's eyes wantonly - the comfort, beauty and strength beyond gender are just rightly reflected in the lines of one hand.

Whether holding a pen or a cup, Oda Saki was distracted and thought: Even holding a wooden warehouse must be a very handsome sight, right?

Seemingly noticing the vaguely curious gaze of JK sitting next to him, the boy in women's clothing raised the brim of his black hat in displeasure, and flung an impatient warning look over him.

Grumpy gray-blue eyes.The girl didn't care about the fierce look in the other party's eyes, she clasped her hands together in an obedient and apologetic manner, and couldn't help smiling: "It's a bit like her brother's eye color."

The strange boy in women's clothing snorted coldly.

The two are sitting on the left side of the rear of the car, and a family of three is sitting on the right side: the husband is sitting on the outermost side, the little boy is sitting between the parents, obediently eating snacks, and occasionally looking around curiously; the wife by the window seat is probably pregnant with a baby, with a gentle expression talk to her husband.

It seems that he became interested in the big hat of the strange boy, and the little boy holding the delicious stick began to stare at the direction of Oda Saki and the two of them; the strange young monster probably knew that he was dressed uniquely, so he gave an annoyed 'tsk' , press the low brim.

The pregnant mother noticed her son's disrespectful behavior, touched the little boy's head and whispered a few words; the little boy nodded vigorously ignorantly, and wobbled out of the seat with the help of his father.

The little guy with the pot-covered haircut walked across the runway, grabbed the armrest of the strange boy, tiptoed, and carefully lifted a bag of chocolate biscuits over his head: "Sister, I'm sorry, eat."

The strange boy dodged the chocolate biscuit that hit his chin, resisted his irritability and said, "Huh? Sister, what—" the boy's voice froze, and suddenly lowered his tone as if he had reacted, "...I won't eat~"

JK sitting next to him suddenly tilted his head: "...Pfft!"

At this time, the train suddenly shook, and the strange boy didn't have time to turn his head and glared at Saki Oda, he grabbed the little boy who was staggering, and lifted him up by his collar with one hand: "I can't even stand up!" Go back and sit honestly!"

A man with a green scarf and white trench coat came in from the rear compartment, swayed with the shaking of the train, dropped the things in his hand, and rolled into the bottom of the seat.

The man wore black goggles for the laboratory, let out a long 'hey-', turned to Oda Saki and the strange boy, and said in an apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, can I trouble you to pick something up for me? "

The strange boy put the little boy down, lowered the brim of his hat seemingly unintentionally, and sat back in the chair and turned a deaf ear.

"Please wait a moment." Oda Saki put the canvas bag in his hand aside, turned his knees sideways, bent down and groped under the chair with his hands.The girl touched the skin of a fruit in the corner of the seat, paused, and slowly clenched her left hand on her knee.

The man with the green scarf and black goggles leaned over to look at Saki Oda with an unchanged smile; the strange boy beside him was leaning on the seat with his arms around his shoulders. grown ups.

The couple on the other side turned their heads worriedly and looked over. The husband had already stood up while supporting the handrail——

The girl with the side ponytail jumped up from the seat like a spring, and threw the lemon-shaped bomb into the arms of the green scarf!

Oda Saki held the luggage rack with one hand, supported the back of the seat in front with the other, threw herself out with just one arm and the strength of her waist, and kicked the man in the face!

"Bang——Boom!!!"

Almost at the same time as the girl closed in, the explosion mixed with the screams of the passengers resounded through the carriage!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Oda Saki coughed uncomfortably, stood up with the armrest of the seat, and looked down at the strange teenager and little boy who looked astonished.The girl resisted the burning pain in her back and asked, "Are you injured? Take him away."

For the first time in his 18 years of life in hell, the young man who was fearless to come and go was looked down from such an angle, stuttering: "You, you get out of the way!"

Flying to block bombs? !This is not JK ​​at all!

The unconventional neighbor, JK, got up without saying a word, and grabbed the squeezed boy of the European school.There was chaos in the carriage, and the passengers sitting in front looked at the messy junction of the carriages in panic.

Facing the couple who exploded on the other side, the little boy's father subconsciously turned around to protect his pregnant wife, who had already fallen into a coma; the pregnant wife bit her lower lip in panic, trying to help her husband up.

Oda Saki dragged the unconscious man up, together with the little boy and the pregnant wife, stuffed them into the courageous male passengers who came to see the situation, and said loudly: "Everyone go to the previous compartment! Call the police immediately! Contact the flight attendants! "

The man who had been kicked in the face was still lying on the junction of the carriages, his life and death unknown; the movement here seemed to have attracted the attention of the carriage behind, and many passengers looked here.

A passenger in a black suit and sunglasses stood up and took a look, then turned and approached with windy steps.

Although it looks like a black meeting, it is actually a rough road...

Before Oda Saki finished fantasizing, a group of passengers who also wore black suits and sunglasses got up and walked over from the rear compartment together.

...Damn Yokohama.

Oda Saki felt the urge to cry on the spot.

The girl stubbornly picked up the dignity of being a heroic volunteer student, covering the passengers behind her and retreating into the previous compartment—God knows, she is just a cute JK who wants to go home.

The man lying on his back at the entrance of the carriage was helped up by his subordinates in black suits, frowning with his broken goggles.Oda Saki stared at the group of them with good eyes, and slightly lowered her body to prepare for the attack.

The man in the green scarf stood up with difficulty, tossing up and down a lemon bomb that was the same as before, and looked at the green-eyed girl with interest.The man took the train communicator handed over by his subordinate, smiled and said 'Hello' twice.

"Good morning, passengers, I'm Kajii Keijiro—maybe some of you have heard of me, but it doesn't matter if you haven't, because..." Kajii Keijiro's smile widened, "There are bombs in every car, so You are all going to die!!"

The man's voice spread to every car through the radio, and the passengers became commotion.

"Well, it's not impossible to survive,"

The man took out a note from his coat pocket, frowned and said, "We are looking for a man with a male appearance and strong abilities... Forget it! It doesn't matter, we are looking for Zhongya Zhongya!"

Kajii Keijiro circled the controller in his hand, pressed a button casually, and smiled amidst screams and explosions, "If you can't find it, everyone will die~"

What, what an old-school train robber routine.

Oda Saki couldn't help but slander: Why didn't you say 'If you can't find it in 10 minutes, I'll blow up a carriage'?That 'Central Plains Chuya' was really bad luck.

"Ah, just to add," Kajii Keijiro caught the falling lemon bomb and smiled, "If you can't find it in 5 minutes, I'll blow up a car at random~" The ending sound rises, with a charming charm of a scientist.

Oda Saki: ... Damn Yokohama.

"Speaking of which, this little sister is very skilled," Kajii Keijiro touched his chin and slowly approached Oda Saki, "Do you want to consider joining Hong Kong gangsters? The guerrillas also have a new member with great skills this year~"

You told the heroic volunteer students that you are a horse.

Oda Saki declined: "No, I'm underage, thank you."

"Hahahaha, it doesn't matter if you are underage—oh, is it going to be 5 minutes?" The man looked at his watch, straightened up with a smile, picked up the communicator and jokingly said, "Which one should I press? Zhong· Mr. Yuan Zhong Ye~”

Without saying a word, Oda Saki just raised his hand and punched him!

Kajii Keijiro, who had been on guard for a long time, easily dodged the girl's attack, and while preventing his subordinates from coming forward, he dodged with ease: "Oh, not bad, not bad~ well, but it's still a bit short, if I put it under the cadre's subordinates for a period of training—— Well!!!"

Oda Saki took advantage of the carjacker's spiel, raised his knee, kicked and slammed into his lower third, and at the moment Kajii Keijiro faced the unbearable pain of life, he reached out and grabbed the controller!

The girl who succeeded in one blow immediately backed up, somersaulted, and rolled back three times in a row, and retreated to the front of the carriage in the blink of an eye; the subordinates in black suits were shocked, some stepped forward to support Kajii Keijiro, and some rushed towards Ori with a wooden warehouse. Tasaki.

...this is definitely not regular JK.Nakahara Nakaya, who was about to step forward to teach his subordinates a lesson, took a black line for a while, picked up the long black wrap dress that Oupai had lost somewhere, took out a handful of bullets, and threw them at the black suits.

There was a dark red light around the bullet that was stuck in the air, and it shot out like a bloodthirsty elf screaming in an instant!

Oda Saki just rolled down beside Nakahara Chuya's legs, and looking up, a strange young man with delicate appearance lifted up his skirt, revealing his legs in a tight suit and trousers... It's a pity at the time of life and death a handful.

The strange boy stuffed the black briefcase to Oda Saki who was struggling to get up, raised his legs and kicked the unconventional JK into the seat and squatted - Nakahara, who had no worries at all, also pulled out a nasty smile, and started the unscrupulous crushing counterattack.

With the sound of ping-pong-pong, crackling wooden warehouses, and beating sounds, the tram on New Year's Eve slowly drove into Yokohama Station.

The author has something to say: chuya: Hahahahaha!I seem to hear that someone is going to challenge me!come!

Oda Saki: ...Damn Yokohama, I want to go back to Tokyo (hugging head.jpg)

Yokohama [Warm and Calm] New Year’s Eve dinner is about to start 23333

Next, I probably have to play my English copy, I, I really want xxxx to appear on the stage (beat the ground)

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