I just want to live in peace, I refuse to fall in love

Chapter 13 The Ancient Artifact
At six o'clock in the morning on Saturday, the alarm rang six times.

"Beep beep, beep beep, boom."

Shirakawa Kazuya stretched out a hand from the bed and turned off the alarm.

"Human beings just struggle to get up every day." Shirakawa Kazuya yawned and sat up sleepily.

After folding the quilt with some difficulty and putting it into the closet, Shirakawa Kazuya felt a little sore on his body, but after careful identification, he found that it was just an illusion.

He slowly walked to the bathroom mirror and looked at the slightly blue face opposite him. Shirakawa Kazuya stretched out his hand and pinched it, feeling a pain on his face.

"It seems that the experience of being hacked to death yesterday still left some sequelae?" Shirakawa Kazuya shuddered in his heart when he thought of the swordsman.

As an ordinary modern high school student, it is really too reluctant to fight with others with real swords and guns.

It's not a comic!
He patted his face with cold water in both hands, then wiped it casually with a towel, and Shirakawa Kazuya began to brush his teeth.His hand holding the toothbrush trembled slightly, and white foam flew out of his mouth, splattering a few white dots on the mirror.

"Hululu." He raised his head and rinsed his mouth, then spat out the water in his mouth.After carefully wiping off the foam on the mirror, Shirakawa Kazuya walked out of the bathroom, scratched his messy hair and entered the kitchen.

Today's breakfast for Shirakawa Kazuya is bread with shredded radish.

Compared with yesterday's breakfast - shredded radish with bread, Shirakawa Kazuya thought about it and felt that although they were both shredded radish, yesterday's shredded radish obviously looked cuter.

To sum up, today’s breakfast was a bit inferior.

This was a sign of a continued decline in the quality of life, so Shirakawa Kazuya decided to wait until noon to eat something good.

After simply solving his stomach problem, Shirakawa Kazuya slowly walked to the desk and sat down, twisted his neck, and entered a study state.

"Speaking of which, just relying on these two days of review should not be able to solve any problems at all." Touching his chin, Shirakawa Kazuya felt a little confused.

"Time is already very tight, and I wasted a whole day yesterday, so it's a bit difficult to handle. It's better to adopt a bolder idea."

Shirakawa Kazuya placed the book and the previous exercises in front of him, frowning slightly, and his brain gradually woke up from the sleep state at night and began to work rapidly.He picked up the pen, lowered his head and started writing on the scratch paper.

Time came to noon in a blink of an eye. After working hard for a long time, Shirakawa Kazuya decided to reward himself.

"Let's cook a hearty meal." Shirakawa Kazuya thought and walked into the kitchen.

He worked hard and made two dishes and one soup.They are cold shredded radish, stir-fried radish slices and nutritious radish soup.

"Okay, I'm starting!" Shirakawa Kazuya's smiling face of Nagata Chinatsu appeared in his mind.

"The most delicious food should be saved for last, and then end with a very delicious sentence with your palms pointing to the sky! It will look more handsome this way!"

That makes sense.So Shirakawa Kazuya began to think about which dish would be better to end with. He looked at the three dishes on the table with a critical eye, and finally decided to end with nutritious radish soup.

After finishing the other meals with an expressionless face, Shirakawa Kazuya leisurely served himself a bowl of soup and placed it in front of him.

Then, he slowly brought the bowl closer to his mouth, trying not to think about the familiar taste of radish, tilted his head to the side, took a deep breath, and poured it all into his mouth.

With his palms pointing to the sky, he swallowed the entire bowl of soup and laughed loudly, "It's very delicious!"

Then his stomach churned and he vomited it up on the spot.

After contacting Chinatsu Nagata on LINE and making an appointment to go to her house for tutoring in the afternoon, Shirakawa Kazuya lay on the bed and rubbed his stomach to relieve the discomfort in his stomach. He thought about the prediction questions he had written in the morning and slowly closed his eyes. Eye.At three o'clock in the afternoon, the alarm rang. Shirakawa Kazuya got up on time, picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Japan's cherry blossoms bloom from south to north in March and April.Therefore, as a representative city in Western Japan and the central city of Kyushu, Fukuoka City, now is a good time to view cherry blossoms.

After passing through a neighborhood full of cherry blossoms, Shirakawa Kazuya came to Nagata Chinatsu's home.

"Here we come, warrior."

Nagata Chika leaned against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest.On her head is a very small, worn-out straw hat - this hat was probably left over from her kindergarten days, but now she can't wear it at all, so she just puts it on her head for show.

A straight and slender wooden stick lay horizontally at the entrance.

Both parties clearly knew what this meant.

It is even more impossible for any man, especially a teenager, to ignore such a perfect stick in front of him.

Shirakawa Kazuya bent down and picked up the wooden stick from the ground.

"What? This sword is a divine weapon from ancient times. Did you actually pick it up?"

Nagata Chinatsu's body trembled, and the straw hat on her head shook twice, but in the end it shook and did not fall off.

"Oh? Are you so lucky?" Shirakawa Kazuya laughed, obviously getting into the role.

"The blood volume has been reduced by fifty." Nagata Chinatsu reported this data.

"Oops, did you hold it backwards?" Shirakawa Kazuya hurriedly turned around the wooden stick in his hand and continued to hold it in his hand.

"Why do you have such a tacit understanding! Is this a rehearsed script?" Yumiko looked at this scene and complained silently in her heart.

"Hey, hey, don't think that you can defeat me just because you got the ancient artifact! Today I'm going to let you see the difference between you, a little samurai, and my super super evil demon king!" Nagata Chinatsu moved her figure and waved. Come out in a fighting stance.

"Come on, super evil devil! You will be my defeat!" Shirakawa Kazuya pointed forward with the tip of his sword.

"Wrong! It's the Super Super Super Evil Great Demon King, not the Super Super Evil Great Demon King! Every injustice has its owner and its debtor has its owner. If anything happens, come to me. Don't hurt my second brother!" Nagata Chinatsu was very angry. This Guy, do you still want to hurt my brother?
"Hey, hey, hey, don't just come up with such a hasty name!" Yumiko continued to complain.

"No matter what kind of super evil devil you are, today this evil mountain will be your burial place!" Shirakawa Kazuya was unmoved. It was obvious that he had the common character of a protagonist such as firm will.

"Damn it! Are you even being underestimated by my third brother, the super evil demon king? Today, I will let you taste my power!"

"Wait a minute, this is just an ordinary apartment! It's not the Evil Spirit Mountain Range at all! And why do you have a third brother!" Yumiko used parallelism to complain, looking neat, harmonious and powerful.

The two ran towards each other at the same time, their bodies staggered, and their backs to each other at the same time.The warrior knelt down on one knee and took back his peerless sword.The super super super evil devil slowly fell down.This scene is very similar to a scene in a knight-errant comic, very legendary.

"Is there such a tacit understanding of the ending? The script must have been rehearsed, right?" Yumiko complained in shock.

"Evil will eventually be defeated by justice. In the end, the warrior rescued the princess and lived happily with her. To know what happened next, please watch the next episode."

"Don't think I can't see you reading the narration if you lower your head, you bastard!" Yumiko felt that she had complained a lot today.

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(End of this chapter)