Kamijou Touma of a Stand-in Messenger

This is too vague.

"It's okay, I'll take you to the police uncle, they will find you mom and dad."

"Ah."

The little girl replied.

Kamijou Touma just chatted with Xiao Leizi without saying a word. This was taught by Mr. Dior, saying that when people are nervous, they can distract their attention by chatting, so as to relax them.

He has only learned some superficiality, and he can't do what Mr. Dior did at all.

But it was enough to relieve a little girl's uneasiness. After a while, there was a sound of even breathing behind her.

"Fall asleep now? This little sister is too relieved of me."

It feels good to be trusted, Touma brought tears to the destination.

I told the police officer on duty about the matter, and the other party quickly found the contact information of Leizi's parents and notified the other party.

The next thing is to wait, when the mahjong fell asleep, Leizi hugged her in her arms and waited quietly.

Finally, Saenko's parents arrived in a hurry, Saenko's mother burst into tears the moment she saw Saenko, but when she found her daughter was sleeping, she covered her mouth nervously to prevent herself from falling asleep. Make a sound.

Returning Saenko to her parents, Touma couldn't refuse after being thanked by the other party, and gave her her contact information to the other party.

"Young man, you did a good job. You are very energetic."

said the police officer on duty.

"It's impossible to ignore this kind of thing, right? I'm going back, uncle's work is going well."

On the way home, Touma suddenly felt happy because he helped others, and he recalled what Dio had said.

All the motives of all people's actions are to gain peace of mind for themselves, and the cause and effect with others are just by-products.

Yes, I helped that little girl go home, in the final analysis, because I couldn't turn a blind eye, so that I could sleep peacefully tonight without being tortured by guilt.

The safety of the little girl, the gratitude from the other party's parents, and the praise from the police uncle are all just by-products of my own search for peace of mind.

Hypocrites, it seems that what they said was not wrong.

Shaking his head, he obviously has made up his mind, but Mr. Dior's words always come to mind unconsciously.

It's terrible, Mr. Dior, he can make me so embarrassed just by relying on language, no wonder he said that he is not ready for the next stage of study.

"A hypocrite is a hypocrite, as long as the world is a little less imperfect, so what about a hypocrite."

No matter how sharp Dior's words are, the boy's original intention to make the world a better place has never changed.

Back to reality, Dang Ma encountered another unexpected situation on the road, and the protagonist in it was someone he knew.

"Miss Meiling!?"

At the entrance of the bar, Kamijou Touma saw Misaka Mirei standing against the wall. Not far from her, there were many malevolent men standing, all waiting for the moment when this beautiful wife fell down.

"This voice? Am I hallucinating from drinking too much?"

Shaking her head vigorously, Misaka Mirei staggered to the road.

Kamijou Touma was worried that the opponent would fall, so he rushed forward with a stride, and naturally held the opponent.

"Let go of me! I'm married!"

But she didn't recognize Touma right away.

"Sister Meiling, it's me, Kamijou Touma."

The name Kamijou Touma seemed to have magical powers, and Misaka Mirei, who was confused, woke up a little bit. When she looked closely, she put on a bright smile.

"Brother Kamijou! It's really you, but why did you appear in the bar? Children can't come to this kind of place, hiccup!"

The other party exhaled alcohol-rich gas, choked on Touma and almost died on the spot.

"This is already on the road, so drunk, sister Meiling, how much have you drunk!"

After realizing that the person close to her was Kamijou Touma, Misaka Mirei put all her weight on Touma.

"Drunk? I'm not drunk, I know I look drunk, but my mind is clear, it's just that my body is out of control."

Too lazy to entangle these meaningless topics with the other party, Dang Ma took the other party away from the bar entrance, and the men who were waiting around saw this scene and left in a dispirited mood.

Knowing the place of residence of the other party saved Dang Ma a lot of trouble.

"Brother Kamijou is amazing, unexpectedly strong."

If he hadn't been transformed by Mr. Katz, it would be impossible to send Misaka Meiling home who weighed more than one hundred catties.

"Don't twist around! It's heavy, okay!"

Although the smell of alcohol was very pungent, she was still a beautiful woman with a good figure. The non-stop twisting of the other party not only made Touma feel heavier, but also made him more and more angry.

That's right, the gradually developed Kamijou Touma could barely be considered a real man.

"Hey, Touma's shy look is so cute, oh, no, Misaka Mirei, you are already married, and such a young child is breaking the law."

Hypnotizing herself for a while, Misaka Mirei finally calmed down a bit, and Touma saw the destination in the distance.

"It's finally here, sister Meiling, where's the key?"

Touma asked, but the other party didn't answer.

"Miss Meiling?"

Dang Ma turned his head to look and found that the other party's face was very ugly. He suddenly thought of something, because his father would also have such an expression after drinking too much.

"Are you going to..."

Before Touma could respond, the other party spat out a large puddle of indescribable viscous liquid onto Touma.

He froze in place, letting the breeze blow the stench into his nostrils.

Physical torture was nothing, but he felt even more tired mentally.

"Unfortunate."

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Chapter 7 Love Advice So Araki

The mature woman named Misaka Mirei couldn't recognize the status quo at this time.

She didn't know when she got home, she didn't know who took off her coat, and she didn't know who it was in the bathroom at this time.

"Calm down! Misaka Mirei, you are already a mature mother, and this kind of small scene will not trouble you at all."

Trying to recall the previous memories, but found that I can't remember anything, only a few words can still be vaguely remembered.

"It seems, probably Kamijou-san?"

After confirming it again, Misaka Mirei breathed a sigh of relief.

Because whether it is from the perspective of relationship or danger, Kamijou Touma is the kind that makes people feel at ease.

"But he took off his coat for me, what a bold fellow."

At this time, her coat and pants were gone, and she was lying on her sofa in her sexy underwear.

It's not that she hates it, she likes Dang Ma very much, and she doesn't think he is that kind of boy.

But curiosity is still curiosity, what happened?

Finally, after a long wait, Touma came out of the bathroom.

"Come on... eh!? Why did you come out with no clothes on! You little rascal!"

Touma was only wearing underwear, and all other clothes went into the washing machine.

"Sister Meiling, you have the nerve to say, whose fault is this!"

Seeing Touma's slightly angry expression, Misaka Mirei realized that she must have done something bad.

"I, I don't remember, so what happened?"

When the mahjong thing probably recounted it again.

"Ahahaha, that's it."

Sure enough, as I thought, I was the source of all evil that caused this situation.

"I'll get you clothes."

Misaka Mirei stood up, walked straight and rounded legs, twisted her waist and entered the back room.

"This is my husband's clothes, you can make do with it first, ahahaha."

She laughed awkwardly, but Touma still took the clothes.

He was also embarrassed to be naked.

"I, I'm going to take a shower."

The awkward atmosphere made Misaka Mirei not want to stay for a moment, and hurried into the bathroom.

Looking at the back of the other party who is mature like a peach, it feels like she wants to cry but has no tears.

"Really, unfortunately."

When Misaka Mirei appeared in front of Touma again, the other party was already dressed, but it was a little light, and two protrusions could even be seen.

See no evil, Touma looked away.

"Uh, um, brother Kamijou, I'm really sorry about what happened today, and thank you."

Being an adult after all, Misaka Mirei was the first to break the silence.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Just then, Toma's cell phone rang.

"Hey, ah, Dad, yes, I'm outside, where am I? I'm at... a friend's house."

He felt a little guilty about his father's question.

"Which friend? It's that friend, you know, don't believe it? Come on, dad, how could I do something bad? Send a photo? Don't you need it?"

Discovering Touma's predicament, Misaka Mirei signaled the other party to hand over the phone to herself.