Shinomiya Yumei Wants to Live

Gritting his teeth, the sweaty Jiujo agreed.

With a base number of 64, she now has 84 to claim.

Don't be afraid to lose!

Jiu Tiao, whose hair is messy, just wants to win more now, as long as he wins enough requirements, he will have confidence in front of Master Yuming in the future!

I don't know how many rounds are over, Jiu Tiao watched with suffocation as Master Yu Ming's bursts of shots all hit the Jiu Huan, and the last shot almost wiped the line.

She almost won!

20 requests left!

"Master Yuming, double the amount"

For the first time, Jiujo made an unprecedented request to double.

The next time he decides to win, Master Yu Ming can hardly pull the trigger with his hand, this time it is pure bad luck!

next time!Must win!Stop when you win!

More than one hundred requests are enough for one year!

"..Okay..No..Problem..Nine Articles.."

Yu Ming smiled weakly, and agreed intermittently.

It's time to close the net, but this time I made a lot of money.

"Nine..., you lose...the extra clothes...but it will be transformed into a request...I can't refuse...a request to you"

Yu Ming said a long sentence with difficulty, and some of the bullets loaded in his hand fell out.

"Understood...Young Master Yuming"

An inexplicable unease rose in Jiutiao's heart, but the desire to win quickly suppressed this unease.

At the moment, the base number is 128!

Kujo finished firing the bullets indiscriminately, and turned to look at Yuming's burst of fire indifferently.

Nine rings, nine rings, nine rings, nine rings, nine rings!Still nine rings!

Seeing the extremely exhausted Yuming hitting Jiuhuan one after another, Kujo just wanted to rush over and hit Yuming!

The legs moved uncontrollably, and the sweet and greasy aroma and the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air were so strong that it was terrifying.

Stepping to Yu Ming's side, he raised his hands tremblingly...

"Hu~~"

Jiujo took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse that shouldn't be there, and couldn't do such a thing.

You can definitely win!

Kujo watched Yuming's last three shots calmly, all of them hit Jiuhuan!

Suddenly, like falling into an ice cave, the clothes all over the body seemed to be stripped off in an instant...

"Nine... I win...you lose me 108, except for the clothes...the rest are all requirements"

Even though he was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift his hands, Yu Ming still showed a bright smile, his white teeth were extremely dazzling in the sweat all over his face.

Like an athlete who has fought tirelessly to win.

Kujo and Yuming looked at each other expressionlessly, his blue pupils were trembling constantly, and fragrant sweat oozes from his temples.

"Young Master Yuming, double the amount and do it again"

If you want to win back, you can only do this!

Kujo decided to go all out!

Win a year worry-free!Lost pregnancy in October!

"it is good..."

Suppressing the urge to laugh wildly, Yu Ming panted and agreed,

This time it's not doing whatever you want!

It is impossible to renege on the debt!The shooting training room is monitored!

At the moment, the base number is 256

Kujo turned around and reloaded, he would definitely win!

Kujo, who struggled to finish the bullet, looked at the results of all the misses in despair.

"Kujo, are you finished? It's time to watch mine."

Looking at Yu Ming who was full of energy, Kujo's heart skipped a beat.

It's over!It seems to be fooled!

Do not!hold on!Not necessarily!

Maybe Young Master Yu Ming is just putting on airs!

“Da da da da”

Yu Ming, holding a submachine gun in one hand, looked at Kujo meaningfully, without even looking at the target, all the bullets hit the center of the target!

All the bullets were shot at one point!

"Yeah, ah, good luck, all of them are ten rings."

"Nine articles you lost, lost 364"

Seeing Bullseye and Yuming's playful and joyful expressions, Kujo knew she had been fooled...

It's over!all over...

This time, I will never think of leaving the tiger's den...

"In this case, the game is over, I am willing to bet and admit defeat, Jiu Tiao must abide by the rules of the game."

"Let me see how many claims I can win"

Yu Ming put down the submachine gun and looked at Kujo happily.

What a fun game.

"...Obey, Master Yuming"

Jiu Tiao, who was addicted to gambling, suddenly came to his senses, and absolutely could not refuse Master Yu Ming's request...

I can only accept the bet and lose...

Why would I go to play this kind of game with Master Yu Ming!

'I'm so stupid, really'

Kujo raised his expressionless eyes and looked at Mitsuko

Knowing that Young Master Yu Ming was the strongest killer, the ultimate weapon of terrorists, the enemy of the Lighthouse Army in the 21st century, the absolute survivor of the battlefield, one man formed an army, chased thousands of miles and never survived, the dance of the other side of the battlefield, Anubi Rod of Si...

Knowing so many exaggerated titles of Master Yuming, why would she have the courage to play shooting games with Master Yuming?

Is her head broken?

Kujo begins to question his former self.

Seeing Young Master Yuming's expression of great interest, Jiu Tiao's eyes shifted to Yuming's lower body, his expression froze, and he turned his head to take off the turban on his head.

"One"

Jiujo shuddered, she knew what Master Yuming meant, this was the first piece of clothing...

364-7=357

She has already calculated in advance

It's hopeless, one request a day can be used for almost a year...

In one year, I can conceive for the second time in October...

Kujo took off his little white shoes.

"two"

white suspenders

"three"

maid dress

"Four"

Lining

"Fives"

"Yo, Kutiao, you are quite promising, not bad, not bad"

"six"

"Very good, the spirit of the contract is worthy of praise, decisive!"

"Seven"

"Perfect! As expected of the heirs of the Chinese family! Aristocratic demeanor!"

"That's seven claims offset, leaving 357 claims"

"Now the first request, don't cover up, come to me"

The joyful Yu Ming stared intently at the nine clauses walking towards him.

Jiu Tiao, who has always been San Wu, now finally blushes on his face, and looks at Yu Ming forcefully.

"I thought you would never have an expression on your face"

Yu Ming raised Kujo's chin, and said meaningfully while sticking to her face.

"Master Yuming...I am 17 years old...please give me another year..."

The cold tone began to waver, and there was a slight shyness in the intermittent voice.