Intruders of the Moon World

"Oh, she's... two?"

Ye Qing suddenly turned his head, and a black figure who was too quiet stood behind him.

The director also turned to look: "Oh, a nightmare?! Why did you follow?"

Nightmare blushed, clutching the corner of her cloak in silence.

Ye Qing twitched his cheeks: I haven't noticed my intuition the whole time?Is Mr. Dumao abolished or are you full-time Hassan?

But Ye Qing can almost figure it out, the main reason is that he has been in too much contact with nightmares and is too close, and he is used to her existence from body to consciousness, besides, she has always stayed in a corner, her sense of presence is too low... ..

"What should I do, should I also make up a short story for these two people like the chief executive?"

Just when Ye Qing was feeling troubled and didn't know how to explain the origins of Nightmare and Qingzi, footsteps came from upstairs, and a beautiful girl with long blond hair walked down step by step. .

"Oh, miscellaneous repair, you are back. It just so happens that the king's game controller is out of power. You can go buy some batteries for me... Hey, what's going on with this chaotic scene?"

The oldest king, whom Xiaoling called Jill, was also taken aback by the weird atmosphere downstairs. She tilted her head and thought for a while, and her gifted superhuman wisdom told her the best solution—so she slowly Back upstairs.

The Asura field is really too troublesome. With this time, it is better to play a few more games. In two hours, I will be able to get through Chapter 7 of the Poetry of Destiny. I don’t have time to mediate family disputes—it’s not because of them The ghostly aura is frightening!

"Hey, Qing, who are these three women?" Xiao Ling asked with a normal expression...Hey, take out your hand, what are you hiding behind your back! ?

"Yes, Master Qing, what am I to you?" Qingzi looked at Ye Qing with hazy eyes, and clasped fingers with Ye Qing, but unconsciously, the temperature of his palms had already increased...

"..." The chief was silent.

But Ye Qing heard the sound of the blade unsheathing in a trance, based on his knowledge of swords, he could even recognize that this is a magical weapon that cuts iron like mud.

The nightmare is as non-existent as ever... But please, don't stare at me like this, I'm going to shoot a big hole in my back.

Ye Qing was silent for three seconds under the oppression of the eyes of all parties, and suddenly showed an extremely gentle smile.

This smile is comparable to Prince Siddhartha's epiphany smile under the bodhi tree.

Relieved, peaceful, enlightened, peaceful and joyful...

Stargate, what, you see, it's too late for me to exchange for a battle continuation line?

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When I woke up in the morning, I found myself lying on the floor of the warehouse. Of course, I didn't pass out, but I was simply too tired, and my body naturally went into sleep.

Magic practice and exercise continued until late at night, and I fell asleep here if I didn't pay attention.

——This is a very common thing for me.

Since my father passed away, no one can guide me on the road of magic, and my own talents are limited, so I can only use this clumsy method to train myself.

After washing up, I came to the living room and found that someone was already in the kitchen, and the tempting aroma of food kept coming out.

"Senior, you're awake." The black-haired girl was standing in front of the cooking table wearing an apron.

She has a pair of bright eyes and correct facial features, no matter how you look at it, she is a rare beautiful girl, and what is even more rare is that she is also very good at cooking-I taught it, and I am a little proud to say it!

My junior, who is also a junior of the Kyudo Club, Sakura Tosaka smiled softly: "Senior, can you wait a moment, it will be ready in about fifteen minutes."

"I'm sorry to bother you every day, Sakura."

I'm ashamed because I'm supposed to be making breakfast today...  

"It's okay senior, I did it voluntarily." Sakura was as considerate as ever.

Although she is my junior, we didn't have much contact with each other. The reason why we can know each other and get to know her to this extent is all because of my boxing teacher.

Sakura's father seems to have a deep relationship with the teacher, and it is precisely because of this that she and her sister would occasionally go to the store to sit around - just sit around, they will definitely not order food!

I met their sister when I was helping in the store. Her sister... how should I put it, is a very personable person, and I can't always handle it.But she is very easy to get along with, and she gets acquainted after coming and going.

The opportunity for Sakura to come to my house was more than a year ago. At that time, I was accidentally injured, it was not convenient to move, and I needed someone to take care of me.

The teacher originally wanted his daughter, a certain silver-haired devil... ahem, Miss Saintess, to take care of me, but she refused without any politeness, because she didn't have time.

It seems that she has a sweetheart, and she is seriously studying the art of cooking and bento every day. In my impression, she has always been a person who is not interested in anything, and has never been so passionate about something.

Surrounded by such blazing love, her sweetheart must be very happy.

Later, Sakura overheard my news. She was kind and took the initiative to take care of me. Under my guidance, the level of cooking continued to increase.

Speaking of which, there is a faint tendency to surpass me recently...

After leaving the kitchen, which seemed to be Sakura's exclusive domain, I came to the dojo.

Although Dad left early, he still left considerable assets, including this big house with a warehouse and a dojo.And my father's former friend, that is, my teacher, usually takes good care of me.

It wasn't too hard a day.

He took off his shirt, revealing a solid body that is not exaggerated, and a body with sharp edges and no trace of fat, which is the proof of persistent exercise over the years!

The teacher said that Bajiquan is a kind of penance boxing that requires daily exercise and cannot be slack for a moment. One day's laziness needs dozens of days of penance to make up for it.

But it's also an honest punch, it won't lie to you, it will put power into your body as long as you put in the sweat and effort!

Like the teacher, people are still in the middle of their age, but they still don't stop every day. The degree of interpretation of the body makes a young man like himself ashamed.

I used to learn kendo from my father for a few days, and I have practiced kyudo in recent years. It is not an exaggeration to say that although I have not reached the peak, I have a certain talent for both.

The teacher of the archery department also said that as long as one chooses a path to follow, sooner or later one will be able to compete in the national competition. As for why the archery teacher is familiar with kendo, let’s skip this question for now.

However, I didn't stick to any one path. It's not that I can't bear hardships, nor is I aware of the limit of my talents, but I just follow the trend.At the same time, I also understand in my heart that this is meaningless to me.

A question naturally surfaced: what is meaningful to me?

......Have no idea.

When he came back to his senses, he had punched back and forth three times, sweating profusely, and his limbs were weak.

I like the feeling of lying on the ground with my muscles sore and my brain empty, because I feel alive at this time, and also because I can breathe heavily and ignore the doubts in my heart.

Perhaps it is because of this that while I gave up the way of swordsmanship and archery, I have been able to persist in the practice of Bajiquan until now.

After wiping off sweat, resting, and having breakfast with Sakura, the two walked towards the school talking and laughing.

After entering the school, we said goodbye briefly, and we went to our own classes respectively.

No... Actually, I diverted to the student council room.

It has become a habit of mine to help repair damaged electrical appliances in various associations. Although some people say that I am nosy, a bad person, and flattering the president, I don't care.

In the final analysis, helping others is the foundation of happiness, regardless of whether it is a big or small thing, "helping others" is definitely not a bad thing in itself.

"It would be great if someone was really happy about it." I sighed and put the newly repaired fan aside...Why do you come to repair the fan in winter?

"No one will be happy about this." Someone wearing a uniform from a foreign school, sitting majestically on the chair of the student union cadre, said leisurely while eating the bento I brought.

His name is Ye Qing, he is a very strange person.

The strangest thing is...he even wants to rub me for breakfast!

Now I need to prepare two more bentos, which are also his breakfast and lunch.

"Hey, is it really good to show up here every day? After all, you are not from this school... What about your school's attendance rate?"

"It's warped." Ye Qing said as a matter of course, "Basically, this kind of thing can be solved with money and power, if it doesn't work, force is needed."

Hey, just say this kind of thing on the edge of illegal crimes so openly?Are you a dominator at the end of the century?

"And then again, you say no one will be happy about it? Why?"

I don't understand that the owner of the appliance should be happy when his property is restored.

Ye Qing took the last bite of the meal, and said with satisfaction: "Because they're used to it... they don't realize how precious this matter is, instead they treat it as an ordinary thing, and naturally there is no fluctuation. After all, You are used to it, hiccup!"

I'm used to...

More or less have some understanding.

After solving this problem, I suddenly became worried about him again: "You've been so haggard lately, what happened?"

"no!"

I was amazed at how decisive the answer was...that's clearly what happened!

And it made that fearless Ye Qing, who has always been indifferent, become this kind of virtue!

What's wrong?The world is going to end?

"No... It's just that there are more people in the family suddenly... I'm a little tired, hehe...hehe."

Don't answer me with empty eyes, and don't stop and be dazed with a smile, it scares me to death!

"...Are you all right?" I was still worried.

"It's okay, the most difficult level has been overcome, and I can barely survive."

This "reluctantly" is really full of blood and tears... I can't bear to ask him.

After a day of studying...sorry, let's be honest, I actually can't learn it!

Obviously all my friends, including Ye Qing, are good at studying, why am I the only one who is a scumbag?

But even I have to admit that Bajiquan is much easier to learn than English...

When the class was over, a friend with purple curly hair came over to give me a meal.

"That Emiya, you, can't you stop being such a bad guy?!"

Shen Er said indignantly: "Those few just want to use you to help them deal with the teacher, why are you so obedient?"

Oh, he was talking about a few days ago.A few first-year juniors made a mess of the sports warehouse, with equipment scattered everywhere, and they were so pitiful when they begged me.I helped sort it out, why is Shen Er so angry?

"Help? You're the only one doing it, right? They're just being lazy!"

Shen Er suddenly laughed out of anger, "I really can't do anything about you, Emiya."

He said helplessly and with a little joy: "It seems that I have to watch you, and don't let others take advantage of it."

Well, although he is a quarrelsome person, he is really doing it for my own good.As one of his few friends—he is also one of my few friends, the trust and concern for each other is affirmative.

Yicheng turned his head to look at the two of us, and reminded: "Both of you, class is about to begin."

Just when the bell rang, a vigorous figure rushed in and stood on the podium with a gust of cool breeze: "Catch up!"

This attractive woman with a high ponytail like a kendo girl is our English teacher and the instructor of my Kyudo club. Although she is such a beautiful and energetic person, she doesn't seem to have a boyfriend.