My body has mutated in the manga

Although there is no alarm clock set, the body clock itself is a very scary habit.

Zhengzong had opened his eyes naturally, but it was not the familiar ceiling that almost made Zhengzong think that he had traveled through time again.

But as his eyes focused, Zhengzong just breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead, it was a field of snow with a dazzling red color.

Zhengzong closed his eyes again, and opened them again, and it was still the same dream-like scene.

I didn’t even want to get up anymore, but started to savor the evaluation.

First of all, visually, it's great. Even if I get very close, I don't find any subtle problems. Smell-wise, it smells very good. It's not just an ordinary shower gel, but also has the fragrance of a girl. The taste is also good, refreshing and comfortable.

It's just a pity that the scale is not enough to allow people to experience the suffocating feeling of happiness.

Big dog, big legs, let me draw them, hey hey.

Just when Zhengzong was thinking about whether he should help the above to improve and develop, Sagiri's vague sleep talk came, making Zhengzong's forehead covered with black lines.

The feeling of happiness that I had had all disappeared at this moment.

Is this guy so without dreams and goals?

Staying at home all day without going to school, eating and waiting to die, not even a girl's pursuit of the most basic qualities.

You know, even Yukinoshita secretly drinks papaya rut products every day!

He raised his hands and put them to the side of the guy who was still lying on his chest, soundly asleep, and finally saw the familiar ceiling pattern.

He stood up straight away, rubbed his sleepy eyes, put his feet together, and bent his body forward in parallel with his hands to open his waist.

Standing up straight, Zhengzong held his still aching head.

I'm slightly thankful that today is Sunday and not a bad Monday.

Yesterday, I first experienced the back and forth of being on tenterhooks, then I accompanied Kasumigaoka Shiu to participate in an event, and finally they competed and drank inferior red wine together. After returning home in the evening, they performed a round of hand-twisting blades and played nonsense with Sagiri.

Even with his strengthened body, Masamune can't stand it.

Swish.

The cold water hit his head and washed his cheeks, which made Zhengzong feel energetic.

He took his towel from the shelf next to him and wiped the water droplets off his face. Masamune felt alive now.

Feeling a little hungry, Masamune slowly walked down the stairs.

Then I saw figures moving in the kitchen.

At this moment, Liuli was still leaning in the corner of the kitchen, slumped on the edge, her face red and her clothes messy.

The steps he originally took were now frozen in mid-air.

After sighing deeply that his peaceful life no longer exists.

Zhengzong then walked down step by step.

The sound of every step was extremely loud, and the slippers were clicking. I believe that if anyone saw it, they would find Zhengzong's walking posture particularly provocative at this moment.

Listening to the loud clanging sound in the kitchen, Zhengzong calmed down and counted silently in his mind, grasping a similar point before walking down.

Liu Li, why are you here now?

Looking at Liuli who was still waving her hands and trying to pretend as if nothing had happened with an embarrassed look on her face, Zhengzong asked indifferently.

After seeing the flood of Shiyu yesterday, Zhengzong felt that Liuli's situation was really trivial.

At the same time, I deeply realized the influence of my body on those ordinary girls.

Zhengzong also had the desire to dedicate himself to helping the other party solve the problem as soon as possible.

Well, Sister Jingxiang gave me a key.

He said with a somewhat erratic look in his eyes.

Izumi Kyoka is taking her own life.

It was easy for Liuli before when she didn't have the key.

Masamune can safely and boldly play with Sagiri anytime and anywhere, and now he suddenly has the key, which is such an exciting feeling.

‘This old woman deserves not to get married. ’

Masamune's resentment towards Izumi Kyoka is showing a straight upward trend at the moment.

That's it, Aunt Jingxiang, you really helped me a lot.

Sighing, Zhengzong just sighed with a complicated meaning.

Yes, yes. I'm just a little late, breakfast isn't ready yet.

Wu Geng Liuli felt a little guilty, but when she handed over the key to Izumi Kyoka, she was still smiling and gesturing with her thumbs to cheer her up.

As a result, when I came to prepare breakfast for Zhengzong on the first day, she couldn't help but take on the identity of a housewife, and then her own physical problems suddenly broke out, causing her to do such sinful things.

‘How could I do this, I’m really a bad girl. ’

Sorrowing in his heart, until now, Wu Geng Liuli has not connected his problem with Zhengzong on the other side.

I just think that I am hopelessly dependent on authenticity.

Seeing Liuli's expression at this moment, Zhengzong smiled and said nothing more. Instead, he turned around and took out the bread from the refrigerator and handed it to the girl.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously impossible to prepare breakfast. There are some things that everyone can just ignore as if they are nothing, and it just happens to be able to hide what happened yesterday.

After finishing eating, Zhengzong stood up.

Wait, wait a minute.

Liuli, who had been silent, suddenly grabbed the corner of Zhengzong's clothes.

What's wrong?

Zhengzong originally thought that with Liuli's character, he would remain ashamed and run away for the next day.

I want to write a novel, please help me.

The girl bent deeply and begged Masamune.