I'm Really a God

Nakiri Erina brushed a strand of her hair and said:

"It's that outdated old bungalow? The school has been asking for more maintenance fees. It has been in decline for many years. It's a shame. I wanted to demolish it a long time ago, but Yishihui stopped it."

Halo, I want to tear down everything, are you the urban management captain?Kou Ziqing complained in his heart, and then took advantage of the situation and said:

"I came back early, I tried it with Yishihui and was delayed for a while."

"what?"

This time, Nakiri Erina and Nido Hisako were both surprised, Nakiri Erina said:

"Didn't I tell you not to challenge the Top Ten without authorization? It won't be too late if you are eligible to become an alternate member after the autumn trials."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in the identity of the ten masters. This is not a formal halberd, it's just a comparison of carving skills."

"Carving knife skills?"

Nakiri Erina thought of the little potato figure he carved, and knew a little about his skill in delicate knife skills, and said curiously and nervously:

"Win or lose?"

"Of course I won. Senior Yishihui is not really good at carving and cooking, and he is probably just trying to find out about me."

"It's unbelievable that he actually won against Senior Yisehui, even though it was just sword skills."

Xinhu Feisha muttered to himself, Kou Ziqing coughed and said:

"You actually found out what happened, so don't be angry that I came back late, dinner or something..."

"Who is angry! What does it matter to me when you come back? Make dinner yourself, and you are not without hands and feet."

Nakiri Erina said arrogantly, Kou Ziqing pretended to be pitiful and said:

"Huh? I only like to eat what you cook."

The blond-haired young lady blushed and snorted in embarrassment:

"Never."

After speaking, he turned around and left, with a sense of elegant escape.Kou Ziqing sighed, and suddenly thought of something. His eyes lit up and he stared at Xinhu Feisha. The short-haired female secretary was terrified by him and said:

"You...what are you doing?"

"That, Fei Shazi, why don't you do it for me."

"Huh? Why, I don't want it."

"Please, do it for me. I'm going to starve to death, so take it as pity?"

"..."

Faced with such shameless pleadings, the dignified beautiful girl secretary was a little dumbfounded. She wanted to ignore him and leave like the eldest lady, but in the end she softened her heart inexplicably and said:

"You played good music that day... I'll take it as a courtesy. Well, that's it."

Those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. Secretary, you are also arrogant.

Kou Ziqing complained in his heart, but said gratefully:

"please."

A few minutes later, Shinto Hisako put on the apron, took out vegetables from the refrigerator and cut them up. Shenyuan is the special residence of Miss Nakiri. Every day, she would write down the plan, and then naturally someone would prepare all kinds of fresh materials. The unused ones are disposed of the next day, and new ones are replenished, so there is no such thing as an empty refrigerator in Jixing Liao.

Looking at her busy back, Kou Ziqing felt somewhat satisfied, because he had no parents since he was a child. Although his adoptive father and master made up for the father's love, he never remembered the back view of an ordinary child's mother busy in the kitchen. So much so that the happiest thing for him in this world is not being able to absorb luck, not just coming to Two-dimensional, but enjoying admiring the back view of a girl cooking.

"Well, this kind of back view is more memorable than the back view of his father in Zhu Ziqing's works."

Kou Ziqing thought to himself, I don't know how long it took, Xinhu Feisha brought his own cooking, and Kou Ziqing put his hands together to thank him and said:

"Fei Shazi, I suddenly thought of something."

"What else do you want?"

"I'm thinking, we are roommates after all, it would be very troublesome if we can't communicate in such a temporary situation like today, so let me give you my phone number."

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The results of this book are tepid, but it is not satisfactory. After reading it, Huankeke seems to like transformation and the like, and there is also a market for original works.

Of course, I don't know how to write transformations. Originally, I have always tried my best to be original except for the doujin part.I feel that the FATE series is also very popular here. I wanted to write a volume first as a side story, but it suddenly occurred to me that my two old books are all because of this, which makes writing one book more important than writing two books. Trouble and headache, so I decided to endure the grades and loneliness, and finish writing the volume of the spirit of the halberd-eating spirit seriously, and stop doing things in the middle of the branch. The spirit of the halberd-eating spirit probably wrote around the autumn selection competition. What I like is the strategy of Miss They are not interested in the 'blood' and pretense of cooking duels.

I hope that readers who don’t like or haven’t read the spirit of the halberd eater don’t rush. I’ve been trying my best to write something that people who haven’t read it can understand and find interesting goals. I wrote it in the same way as the old book "Life of the Beast" "Food Spirit Zero" is like the shocking game. On the contrary, some of the follow-up writing, such as Attack on Titan, feel that the writing is not good.

So the real old readers trust and keep reading, my book is not only plain and warm, but also full of blood and tears, just like the big family of Tuanzi.

Chapter 95 Ask

"What do I need your phone number for?"

Xinhu Feisha was a little moved, but she refused and said, Kou Ziqing took a bite of her cooking first, and praised:

"It's delicious. Well, you can find me if you have something to do."

"I don't think there's anything I need to see you for."

"Oh, don't be so ruthless. It's normal for roommates to add contacts to each other. Speaking of my phone number, the contact numbers of two or three people are thousands of miles away and in a foreign country. Maybe it's just these few contact numbers. You can give me some It's warm."

"..."