The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

Noon.

Adachi-ku, Tokyo.

“Hum-”

An extended Lincoln sedan quietly parked outside the two-story building of the Hequan family.

A few passing neighbors were far away, pointing at the dark high-end car.

This is Tokyo, and although luxury cars are in the clouds, extended Lincoln sedans are also very rare.

Moreover, in the two-story small building of the Hequan family, only two orphans lived…

“Wouldn’t it be a confession? I heard that the Hequan family is a reorganized family…”

“Well, maybe it may…”

Several old ladies in their sixties sat on the steps, staring at the black car with a look of embarrassment on their faces:

“Mrs. Kazumi is really a good person, it’s a pity…”

“Yes, Mr. Toru Kazumi is also a good person, who would have thought that he actually encountered a plane crash…”

“Pity the two children, living here alone…”

“Wait, that’s…”

Just when several old ladies missed the past, one of the old ladies looked surprised.

She pointed to the Lincoln sedan not far away.

The gullwing door slowly opened, and under the guidance of two suit-clad pairs, Kazumi stepped out of the car.

He wears a pure white handmade suit, tie, leather shoes, and a business gold wire frame on his face.

The whole person exudes the aura of a successful person from head to toe.

“Zero Four Zero” “I’m also a rich homecoming, right?” ”

He pouted self-deprecatingly and waved hello to a few old ladies basking in the sun not far away.

Wealth does not return home, like a brocade walking at night.

But……

I always feel embarrassed…

Shaking his head, Kazumi Makoto looked at the slowly opening door with a sincere look.

In the room, several people dressed in maid costumes were already burned out.

As early as seven or eight days ago, Makoto Waizumi left Tokyo for Kamakura City.

At that time, he ordered the three pairs of Shinobi to stay and take care of his sister and Izumi Samisi.

Who would have thought that the heavily controlled Izumi Sawu began a hunger strike after he left, strongly demanding that his brother come back to accompany her.

In order to make Kazumi Samisu work and rest normally, three pairs of magic ninja tricks are frequent.

Even in order to satisfy the “bad taste” of Waizumi Samisi, he changed into various CosPlay accessories for this brother and sister to copy.

Yes, as a light novel artist, Waizumi Sagiri has a very bad interest.

She likes to draw female characters.

However, due to the failure to receive the teaching of painting as a system, and the absence of qualified models, Kazumi Sagiri could only copy himself in front of the mirror and face the shadow on the mirror…

Therefore, almost all of the female characters in Waizumi Samisu’s paintings are toddlers…

This time, with a few selfless dedications to the demon ninja, Kazumi Sagiri mastered the drawing method of the girl’s character, which is simply gratifying.

“Oh, my brother hasn’t come back yet…”

In the bedroom, the door is closed.

Waizumi Sagiri leaned back in his computer chair, nibbling on freshly baked sweet potatoes while watching the webcast on the screen.

A chubby male streamer who is streaming games on Twitch.

He is elegant and easygoing, spitting fragrant fragrance in his mouth, like smeared with honey, greeting the curry man of his teammates, constantly N$ML.

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For the unemployed Waizumi Sagi, this kind of man has a unique charm…

“Well, the next time I draw an NTR book, let this fat man be the bitter master~~”

The silver-haired Lori clapped her little hands with a kind smile on her face.

Arranged.

“Wha-”

At this moment, a familiar sound of footsteps sounded from the living room downstairs.

Hequan Sawu’s eyes were round, and there was a hint of radiance in his eyes.

She stood up abruptly and stomped the floor with her little feet dressed in white silk.

“Boom! Boom!! Boom!!! ”

……

“……”

In the living room, listening to the sound of stepping on the floor from upstairs, Hequan Makoto, who spoke a tenth level on the floor, was silent.

Beside him, the three people wearing maid costumes were also a little embarrassed by the demon ninja, they looked at each other and asked Kazumi respectfully:

“That, master, let’s go prepare lunch…”

“No need, you guys evacuate first, just leave the security personnel patrolling the perimeter.”

Waving his hand, he and Izumi walked through the pair of demon girls, stepped up the stairs, and stood in front of his sister’s door.

In the thick wooden door, the sound of stamping the floor stopped abruptly.

“Tuk! Sincere! Tuk-”

Kazuizumi knocked on the door, and there was silence in the door, as if something was brewing.

The door was locked as always, but for Heizumi, who was thinking about power, any mechanical lock was meaningless.

He raised his hand and clutched the cold doorknob, and a rush of thought surged with power.

In an instant, the door lock recognized the thief as the father, and it was twisted open with a crunch.

“Yay!”

In the room, there was a soft shout, and a black shadow rushed towards him!

“Snap-”

Kazumi Makoto raised his hand and grabbed a two-dimensional pillow that was slapped in front of him.

On the pillow, a pink-haired rabbit-like ship girl Rafi is drawn, and it is also the kind of Yi Hengtai double-sided pillow…

“Double-sided throw pillows? Who bought it for you? ”

Looking at this pillow, Hequan Cheng’s face turned dark, and Kazumi Sawu who was not far away smiled:

“That, brother…”

With her legs slightly light, she slowly sat down and sat on the carpet in a duck sitting position.

“Those three maid ladies bought it for me.”

“Oh.”

Kazumi responded calmly.

As early as before the two elders of the Hequan family died, they strictly ordered Hequan Sawu not to touch these things, in case this very thoughtful little guy caused trouble.

But……

Kazumi Cheng glanced at his sister and said in an icy voice:

“This, I confiscated …”

“Nope! My Rafi…”

Samisu said in a rather frustrated tone, she stared at her brother with teary eyes, and muttered:

“I already knew, I turned the pillowcase to the other side, old and old…”

“And.”

Kazumi Makoto turned his voice and asked softly:

“What do you want to eat at noon?”

“Oh?”

In Hequan Sawu’s mouth, a rather word suddenly popped out, which made Hequan Cheng slightly stunned.

“Snap-”

He responded violently, with the unbehaved silver-haired sister covering her forehead and rolling on the carpet.

“It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!!! ”

A burst of chestnuts turned the white and tender forehead of Hequan Sawu red, making this silver furry Lori constantly roll and scream:

“You’re too violent, aren’t you! Brother! ”

“What exactly have you been through these days…”

Looking at this younger sister who was no longer weak, Kazumi Cheng helplessly.

“Whew…” Kazumi saged his cheeks.

These days, after three tireless psychotherapies (brainwashing) against the demon ninja, Waizumi Sagi’s cowardly personality has improved.

Especially after she played Hidetaka Miyazaki’s old work Dark Souls and her new work Wolf: Shadow Death for the second time, her character became stronger.

“For lunch, I want to eat tempura.”

She hesitated for a moment, then tilted her head and said.

Seeing this, Kazumi Makoto sighed, and he raised his hand and gently stroked the hair of Kazumi Sagi.

“Huh?”

In the posture of a duck, Izumi Sagi, who was sitting on the carpet, was stunned: 0

The next moment, under the attack of Hequan Cheng’s touching head, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her face was pleasant.

“Nope.”

However, Hequan Cheng said coldly:

“You exercise too little, eat high-calorie foods like fried tempura, and it’s easy to gain weight.”

“Huh! But…”

Hequan Sawu raised his hand, just wanted to grab Hequan Makoto’s cuffs, hesitated for a moment but stopped and said:

“It’s obviously not fat…”

“If it doesn’t work, it’s no, eat steamed fish at noon.”

While speaking, Kazumi Cheng slowly got up, he walked towards the door, and then turned his head and said:

“I’ll go prepare the ingredients, you eat less snacks.”

“Yes…”

Izumi Sagiri dragged Changyin, and she shook her head, smoothing her long silver hair that was ruffled up.

“Crunch-”

Looking at the closed door, and Izumi Sagi puffed out his cheeks, lying lazily on the plush carpet and rolling:

“Damn, it’s obviously just an older brother…”

“Also, why has my brother become so strong, he was obviously super affected in the past…”

“He actually trespassed into my house without permission, abominable, abominable, abominable, abominable!!!”

She closed the door tightly and pulled out a male pillow from the closet.

On the pillow, it is Kazumi Makoto’s appearance and figure.

The silver-haired little guy rode on the pillow and punched Izumi Makoto in a small fist combo at the position of Izumi’s face.

Vent, cool!

……

Meanwhile, in the living room, three pairs of Shinobi dressed as maids are being educated.

“In the future, don’t instill messy knowledge in Xiao Shawu.”

Kazumi Makoto said, while the three pairs of demon ninja servants stood straight.

They wear exquisite maid costumes, and they are very elegant in every word and deed.

“You don’t have to follow me, I want to go to the supermarket alone to buy vegetables and re-experience ordinary life.” Kazumi Cheng said and picked up the house key.

“But…” Looking at Kazuizumi’s solemn expression, the three maids hesitated, but nodded anyway.

As a ninja, the first priority as a ninja is to obey the orders of the master.

In the fantasy of the training card of the Demon Ninja, these Tomoe-based Demon Ninja have already engraved their loyalty to Kazumi Makoto in their hearts.

“Wha-”

Looking at the closed door, the three 3.4 maids glanced at each other, decisively sat on the sofa and began to standby.

But outside the house, more than seventy people accompanying the Demon Ninja team, disguised as ordinary office workers, guarded the two-story small building, or followed behind Kazumi Makoto if he left the ground…

……

“Phew, ordinary life is really beautiful.”

Walking through the bustling streets of Adachi Ward, Kazumi Makoto looked around.

There was a lot of traffic, cars of all colors, rushing through the streets.

Countless office workers are mediocre, with anxiety and sorrow on their faces, rushing on the road of commuting.

A few brown-skinned Shibuya girls with heavy makeup are standing on the side of the street in small shorts, trading PY with a few uncles who have talked to each other.

In the deep alley, the ruffian hooligans with perm hair tattoos are bragging about each other with inferior cigarette stocks.

This is the daily life of the city.

Makoto Waizumi looked around, sniffing the choking smell of car exhaust in the air, squinting at the daylight reflected by the office building.

“I like the everyday…”

“Boom !!!!!!!!”

At the moment when Kazumi Makoto sighed, there was a riot in an office on the second floor of the street.

Immediately afterwards, thick smoke and flames billowed from the second floor, the glass was shattered, and pieces of sharp glass slag spilled over the face…

This city is truly peaceful. _

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