Kristen throws Pietro into bed before going.

"Sleep, don't run," Christine said bitterly, "didn't sleep last night and got lost in the parallel universe, right? If this doesn't work, you will die suddenly."

Pietro had something on his mind and nodded casually. As soon as Christine closed the door, Pietro jumped up from the bed. Before his feet touched the floor, BB's voice sounded in the room.

"Need a lullaby?"

"Are you Lao Jia?" Pietro looked terrified.

"Hehehe, in terms of authority, yes, I suggest you sleep well and listen to seniors."

"Know it."

Pietro fell back on the bed, the covers over his head.

He also shoulders the responsibility of supervising Keli, and will report after returning. Of course, he is just curious.

I wanted to go out to inquire, but if he is not allowed to go out, can he still go online?

The blue light hit his face, his fingers slid, and he frowned suddenly: "What, it's still a 2G network."

"It's all in Japanese...Fortunately, Tony gave me a translation software."

Looking at it, sleepiness welled up in my heart, the upper and lower eyelids crazily fought, and then pinched together.

Pietro fell asleep holding the phone.

downstairs.

"he has slept?"

BB heated the milk in the microwave and said, "I fell asleep and kicked the quilt."

"Then turn the heat up."

"Okay, senior."

"BB, did something special happen while I was resting?"

BB brought the milk and handmade biscuits and put them on the table, and sat down next to her, with a calm face, "Senior's friend came to visit, and left before I could wait for Senior and didn't want to disturb you."

"Really?" Christine took a sip of milk, leaving a white mark on her lips, and said to herself thoughtfully, "Then why is Pietro so sure that I'm because of someone..."

"As senior's housekeeper, I shouldn't hide anything. I think it's because Pietro knew about their special relationship with senior."

"Special relationship? Like?"

"Such as almost one-night stands, suitors, snatched fiancées, and..."

"Stop, stop!" She coughed up a sip of milk, wiped her mouth and asked, "BB, you didn't say it, did you?"

BB's beautiful purple eyes glanced to the left guiltily.

There was still something Christine didn't understand. She wailed and covered her face in a broken voice, and said in a muffled voice: "I dare say that Pietro must have a special mission, maybe after I go back, this shitty story of mine will spread to everyone." Everyone knows. BB, I will be the protagonist of gossip!"

BB advises: "I'm going to make Pietro amnesia now."

Christine: Stare at—

"Senior, I'm sorry."

"I forgive you."

In fact, Pietro can make a clear picture of her interpersonal relationship sooner or later. The key is whether he will say after he goes back that he wants to bribe her?

Christine was thinking, with her face pressed against the dining table, her phone put aside, and she pressed the callback button.

While waiting for the call to be connected, she scribbled on the table with her fingers, unable to control her wild thoughts.

The busy tone stopped, and she regained her senses only when a cool youthful voice came out from the phone.

"Good afternoon, Akashi."

"I'm fine, don't you know if others don't know?" After all, this young man picked up her trumpet by himself.

"Winter Cup final, eh? Play against Heizi's team? Then who am I going to cheer for?"

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

next call.

"Hello, Mr. All Might."

"I'm okay."

"What does Andewa have to do with me? I didn't make him lose his personality."

"Sorry, I'm getting irritable when I mention him... Hey, are you still coughing up blood? How's your body?"

"Getting fat? Don't thank me, treat yourself, you don't have to eat according to the nutritional menu."

"Let's check again another day, I think it's almost time."

Next one.

"Mr. Roman, I'm fine."

"Who told me to ask this as soon as I saw someone..."

"You're leaving? I want to continue traveling around the world. It's good to learn while walking."

"Well, I'll send you off. I'm so sad. There won't be another free magic teacher in the future."

One more time.

……

…………

Christine seriously answered the greeting calls one by one, and told those who were worried about her on social software that she was fine before finishing.

"Senior, you have made a few phone calls, and the next week is full of arrangements."

Suddenly a cold cherry tomato was attached to her lips, and Christine subconsciously opened her mouth to chew.

"It's sweet."

"Sweet is good."

Pietro slept until six o'clock in the afternoon, it was still dark, and the rain was still falling, so the sky was overcast.

He ate some fruit to fill his stomach. They agreed to visit that very important person first, and then go out for dinner.

The housekeeper made trouble deliberately today, and was punished by Christine not to go out together, and stayed at home to wait for orders.

The two mutants with amazing speed chose the tram as their way of travel. After getting off the tram, they walked and bickered in the rain with umbrellas, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

"I typed your name in the search bar, guess what I found?"

Christine glanced at him: "You have to tell me about the past to make fun of me."

"Hey, God testify, I didn't mean that. Anyway, you go to high school to file a lawsuit and start a company. It's your own freedom, but I didn't expect you to move to the game in New York and Gotham."

"Listen to me, Pietro, only you and I know about this." Christine smiled softly, and when she said the next sentence, her painting style changed suddenly, "If other people know, you will die."

"It's still so fierce. I also saw a vigilante who claimed to be an Avenger. Others can't recognize him, but I still can't recognize him? Yes."

Christine was so ashamed by his teasing tone, the umbrella twirled in her hand, and the rain spun and splashed on him. She wanted to yell, but although there were no people on the street, she couldn't.

"That's... I meant a group. Who knew they understood it as my code name. I can't hold a clarification conference!"

"Okay, I understand, don't worry."

... So there is no such thing as good friends being separated for a long time so that there is no topic to talk about. There is really no situation, and they become familiar again after a loss.

So walking into the cemetery, it was Christine's turn to play tricks on Pietro.

"The friend you mentioned is an employee here?" Pietro was trembling outside the gloomy cemetery, and asked Christine who had already stepped on the steps with a fluke in his heart.

Christine hooked her lips and smiled: "No, he sleeps peacefully on the land under our feet."

Pietro was even more frightened.

"Do we have to go in? I remember you are very afraid of ghosts." He still struggled.

"I'm not afraid of ghosts."

"Just...the time we went to the haunted house...?"

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned Christine, he wouldn't get angry, "That time when you two walked in front and supported each other, you didn't care about me!"

It was miserable for her to hug herself and cry alone.

At that time, she was still a little scared, but after Wei Gong died, she walked alone in the cemetery without fear.

The cemetery was pitch-black, with a little light in the distance, shadows of trees whirling, and countless tombstones standing neatly. Pietro felt that something would tap him on the shoulder in the next second.

Raindrops were dripping on the umbrella, and looking through the rain curtain, a girl not far away was holding a big black umbrella, covering most of her face, which reminded him of the horror movies he had seen.

Maybe the one standing there is no longer Kelly!

"You're really..." Christine sighed softly, and said words of disdain, but her tone was pampering.

Her blue eyes were filled with turbulent white light. For a moment, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun set in the west. The scenery under the sunset glow was much more beautiful than the bleak and rainy cemetery.

Christine put away the umbrella, shook the rain off the umbrella, and said to Pietro, who was motionless for some reason: "Don't you dare to come?"

Pietro came back to his senses, closed his umbrella and followed.

"coming."

Passing through the rows of cemeteries, Pietro lowered his breathing, not because he was afraid, but because he respected the dead and subconsciously did not make a sound.

Then he noticed a strange thing.

"There are no photos on Japanese tombstones."

"Yeah, it's very simple, right?"

Pietro hummed lightly, and asked softly, "What kind of person is Keli's friend?"

"It's hard for me to evaluate him. I was confused when I met him. This social system is very different from ours..."

Pietro agrees very much. Facing the group of policemen today, he didn't hide his specialness. He thought they were going to lock him up, but after praising and thanking him, he blamed him for using "personality" in public?

It's so funny, I must tell everyone when I go back.

"Ability can be divided into legal use and illegal use. I am thinking whether I should follow the Romans or continue as before."

"You must have chosen the latter."

"Yes, but I don't know if it's right, if it's good for this society, but helping others destroys social order and attracts the police and professional heroes to besiege."

Pietro didn't know what to say, so he patted her on the shoulder.

"I met him in the Middle East."

Speaking of this, the two just stopped in their tracks. There was a pine tree next to the tombstone. Water droplets dripped on the stone slab below the tombstone. The English epitaph was clearly visible.

Pietro looked down, and Christine continued: "...Sometimes when I see him, I see myself in a trance for many years. If you don't find me, and I can't find my way home, I Can't stop, maybe one day I will die in some political conspiracy..."

"No, I found you! I will take you home." Pietro said eagerly to her.

"Ok, I know."

The two walked out side by side. Pietro peeked at Christine, who had a calm face. She was too mature and stable. Really, good friends who promised to walk together for life, whoever grows up first is the dog!

But Christine was full of emotions. Thinking about it carefully, Emiya was a watershed. Before him, she was still carefree. The most troublesome thing was that she was a poor ghost compared to her father. get along with people.After him, her troubles followed one after another, and she began to treat people around her equally in a broad sense, regardless of each other. Because of this, everyone is not special in her eyes.

She feels that she should help people in need, and has nothing to do with personal feelings.

Pietro thinks this is not good, how did his good little green plum become like this?However, he didn't want to tell everyone about it. He vaguely felt that telling such a thing was Keli's trust in him, and even if it was for her own good, he should not tell others about private things.

He was about to say something interesting to adjust the atmosphere. It's been a year, not only Kelly, but they also have a lot to say.

But before he could speak, Kelly's cell phone rang.

Christine made a gesture to him to answer the phone, and then connected: "Mr. Principal, are you not busy?"

"Well, I'm free, I missed your call just now, what happened last night didn't affect you, did it?" In the distant Shizuoka Yuei High School, Nezu stood in front of the French window with his mobile phone and looked at the setting sun.

"Yes, I'm fine."

"Then I'll just say it."

"Of course, I'm listening."

"Surely Nighteyes and All Might have talked about that?"

"Well, we have made an appointment for a re-examination. The re-examination result is no problem, and we can repair him on the same day."

Nezu said: "On the same day? What is the probability of doing it on the same day?"

Christine thought for a while and replied solemnly: "If All Might does what I say, at least 80.00%."

Nezu's voice also became serious: "Can a few professional heroes and students be allowed to follow the protection that day?"

"can."

……

As soon as Christine put down the phone, Pietro couldn't wait to ask what happened, but this is not something that can be said on the tram, she sent a message to Pietro.

In short, an important hero is injured and needs to go to her for treatment. The pain of a missing stomach and the contraction of respiratory organs tortures his body. Time is running out and we can't wait any longer. Biting this hero, if you let him know the date of the operation, the consequences will be disastrous. For multiple insurances, many professional heroes and students will protect him during the process.

"This is not good, the goal is too big, it is simply telling the enemy openly."

"You don't know, there was an attack on Xiongying High School in the past. Since then, the principal has confirmed that there are undercover agents in the school or the police. Maybe the other party already knows that he is in good health to the point where he can undergo surgery." And the enemy knows She healed Ingnium with a cradle of regeneration.

Just tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, the news of the regenerated cradle will be revealed.

After getting off the tram and walking on the street, Pietro suddenly asked: "Wait, what kind of surgery can replace a stomach and most of the respiratory organs? You are not a doctor either!"

"But I have a cradle of regeneration."

Pietro froze: ...

My friends are amazing.

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Order a half-life you and me——you are the most like me in the world.

order a drink

I stopped doing the splits today, my legs are stretched, and they are still short.

Still beating himself, addicted to Dazai and unable to extricate himself.

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