Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"Well, that's fine."

Kotekawa bowed his head, flipped through the photos he took just now, deleted the out-of-focus and unsightly ones, and then returned the phone to her: "Use le to send it to me when you get back."

"You can send it now too! Do you want me to teach you?" The little girl leaned closer to her side consciously, and instead of taking it, she stretched out her finger and scratched it.

Furutegawa Shinmi held the phone and said, "Then I'll take a few more pictures."

"Oh……"

He took a few more pictures in the distance, and he also took pictures of the plane flying over the sea.

The girl next to her explained, "Haneda Airport is nearby."

Kotegawa Kamami zoomed in on the picture, looked at him and said, "I haven't been on a plane yet, have you?"

"Well, when I graduated from junior high school not long ago, I went to Hokkaido with my mother for a few days and took a lot of photos."

Xiao Niao You Hua Wu didn't pick up the phone either, and swipe the screen with her finger.

Guate Chuan Shenjian thought for a while and asked, "Can I see it? The photos on your phone."

"Well, it's nothing special, please take a look at it casually."

She is very generous.

The photos that cannot be seen by people are all taken with a camera, so mobile phones are fine!

Furutekawa said "Oh" and looked through it by himself.

The first photo is a selfie of Xiaoniao Youhuawu, probably just waking up, rubbing his eyes, with the corners of his mouth curled down, with a bit of wake-up air.

He looked at it, and then slid to the side. The next picture was the sky of the house outside her window. It was still raining, and it was pitch black.

Then there is her desk, on which there is a stave, on which more than half of the notes, large and small, have already been written.

He glanced at it and walked away.

I don't understand, I don't understand...

"Furutegawa, you really don't understand music at all?"

"A person's energy is limited, but knowledge is almost unlimited, so I can only use this limited life to pursue what I like..."

"people?"

"matter!"

Kamito Furutokawa gave her a brain break, so that the girl could switch her brain circuit back.

Xiaoniao Youhuawu was in pain, covered his head with his hands, and glared at him angrily.

Furutegawa Kamimi continued flipping through the photos, looking at them with gusto.

Although they are all boring selfies of girls, there is always a sense of novelty when others see them.

And can recognize more realistic bird swim.

She gets bored, too, and writes songs until she's bored and crazy, and there's even a picture of her trying to smash a piano with a baseball bat.

There will be such emotions, right?

Gute Chuan Shenjian had only done half an hour of horse stance during the first day of martial arts practice, so he wanted to go down the mountain and go home to find his mother.

It's a pity that Master won't let me.

"It's because the dead end is coming soon, and this broken piano suddenly went wrong, which almost made me mad." The little bird Youhuawu who came over said, pointing at the photo.

"This is the family moved a few months ago, I was exhausted to death, and after the move, I had to tidy up, and I was exhausted again..."

"Well, after confirming that I was admitted to Luye, I tried on the high school uniform..." The little girl said with a little bit of embarrassment, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Kotegawa Kammi zoomed in and took a closer look, and found that she still had a long ponytail at that time, and couldn't help feeling surprised: "Did you cut your hair?"

"After all, I'm in high school, so there must be something different from before."

"Really? I feel a little pity."

"What do you mean?"

"Look..." Furutegawa Kamimi pointed to the girl's cheek in the photo, and analyzed, "You look much better now than in the photo."

Xiaoniao Youhuawu was taken aback for a moment, and rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Isn't this natural?"

"Actually, I was lying."

"Furutegawa!"

Chapter 130 Fist and Sword ([-])

In the afternoon, when the red sun was like a scorching orange, Furutegawa Kamibuko returned home leisurely.

The iron gate in the yard was ajar.

He pushed the door and walked in: "I'm back!"

Sanriyue Qingkong hopped out of the kitchen with one foot, supported the wall, and poked his head slightly: "Welcome back, did you enjoy yourself?"

"Well, I saw the sea, and I saw the plane." Furutekawa Shinmi put down her schoolbag and sword bag, looked at the apron she was wearing, and was a little curious: "What delicious food are you doing?"

"Dinner, curry." The girl suddenly looked a little cold, turned around and jumped back to the kitchen.

Guate Chuan Shenjian stepped up and followed her behind, looked into the pot, smelled the aroma, smacked his lips and said: "It's best to make two pots of curry at once, eat half at night, and eat the other half tomorrow morning , is almost enough.”

"It's not good to eat too much curry. I'll change to another flavor tomorrow." She stirred the pot with a spoon, her voice calm.

"That makes sense!" Furutegawa Kamimi snapped his fingers, went back to his kitchen, changed his clothes, and went to the yard to do his homework.

The window on the second floor of the neighbor's house was pushed open, Xiaoniaoyou took a look below, turned on the small desk lamp on the table, put on the earphones, and continued to compose the unfinished song.

The sun set over the mountains and sank into the sea level, bringing a calm night.

But this night, Furutegawa Kamimi was not able to enter the girl's room.

Thursday, still a calm day

Sanriyue Qingkong's ankle is recovering well, the redness and swelling have subsided, and she can walk on tiptoe a little, but in order to recover better, she still has to use crutches.

Furutegawa Shinmi's life is still peaceful, although he occasionally receives "complaints" from Ishikawa Yasuhiro, but overall it is still good.

Mr. Fujiwara said last week that she would let Yiyi Jing come over to be the instructor of the Spirit Elimination Club, but she never showed up. Mr. Fujiwara said that it was because she was called home, received a heavy training, and was locked in a small black room Introspect.

It may not be released until next week at the earliest.

After hearing about this incident, when the three of them met for tea, they agreed that it was not the reason why Furategawa and her had a sparring match last time, but because Yijing beat up several second graders and put them in the hospital. I was locked up at home and thought about it!

Although it doesn't matter what Yijing is, but they don't say who they are except in the Lingshe, but there is a person whose strength is extremely poor, which is seriously hindered, so the time for teaching is also very tight.

And so, Furutekawa Shinmi and Shirakawa Kurumi took turns being Shirakawa Nozomi's coaches.

There is one more item in Furutegawa Shinmi's daily life: every noon or afternoon, he must go to the club to beat up his little brother first.

No matter whether it was fist or sword, although he didn't use his true energy, he didn't use all kinds of means, he just relied on his own strength, but he still didn't want to beat the little brother.

But there is no way around it. Furutegawa Shinmi doesn't know what path the Shirakawa family is taking, so he can't teach him anything if he wants to. What he can teach him is only actual combat experience and some skills.

And because of these things, if you want to remember, grasp, and finally turn them into instincts, it is basically impossible to do it with words alone.

Therefore, the best and most direct way to remember is to beat!

Use what has been taught over and over again, let his brain remember, and let him form muscle memory.

"So, after I beat you up, you have to thank me well, after all, I'm doing it for you!" In the activity club, Furutekawa Shinmi, who had just beaten the little priest into a pig's head, patted him on the shoulder, He spoke eloquently.

Bai Chuanwang's face was no longer handsome, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that his face was beyond recognition. He looked at it with his swollen eyes, turned around without saying a word, and went to apply the medicine himself.

Kotegawa Shinmi also got up and left, left the room, sat down in the corridor by the door, turned his neck, and glanced at the time.

Today is Friday, I just thought about the bell after class, and counting the time, Mr. Glasses should come over.

There was some expectation in his eyes.

Going to the school next door to visit or something may not sound that interesting, but there is still a sense of novelty.

Just as he was thinking this, Sorata Motoba ran over with his guitar bag in the distance.

His eyes lit up, he stood up and went back to the activity room, picked up the school uniform jacket, schoolbag and sword bag, looked at Bai Chuan who was putting on the Band-Aid, and said, "I'm going back first."

The little priest raised his hand and waved it. While applying medicine to himself, he watched over and over again the fight with Furutegawa Shinmi just now, keeping his technique of beating himself firmly in mind, and planned to wait until the day after tomorrow to compete with his brothers , beat them up like this.

Sometimes pain calls for a transfer.

Although the person who wants to beat up the most is Furutegawa, but right now he still can't beat him, so he can only take the next best thing, take a detour and beat others up first to get rid of his anger!

Furute Chuan Shen saw that he was out the door, went up to meet him and said, "Let's go."

Honjo Sota, who just ran over, was silent for a while, thinking about the "friendly warning" he had just received, he couldn't help but squeeze a smile on his face, and said dryly: "Let's not go to Shengguang, let's go to the zoo? Or Amusement parks, botanical gardens, watching movies, climbing mountains, shopping, going to science fairs? Or science and education films?"

Furute Chuan was taken aback, thought for a while and said, "Then let's go eat barbecue, let's change to a restaurant that we haven't eaten before."

No one can resist the aroma of grilled meat, if there is, it must be because it has just been eaten.

Benchang Sorata, who hadn't eaten barbecue in almost two weeks, swallowed and nodded, "Then let's go shopping after eating the barbecue."

"After eating the barbecue, go back to each house!" Furutegawa Shinmi shook his head: "I don't have anything to buy right now."

"As long as you don't go to the holy light, you let me wear Huanji mulberry"?

"Glasses, you finally awakened?"

"I'm just making an analogy!"

They left school, got on the tram at the station, and went to a Wagyu yakiniku restaurant that was said to be delicious.

Because I invited Mr. Glasses to eat alone, Kamito Furutekawa didn't call out to anyone, but just greeted a few people on e.

After arriving at the place, Furutegawa Shinmi first ordered the meat he wanted to eat, and then gave the menu to Honjo Sorata across the table.

The latter was looking back and forth, as if looking for someone.

Kamito Furutogawa was a little puzzled, followed by searching around, and asked casually, "What are you looking for?"

"Ah! No, no! Just take a look at the environment of the store! It's not bad, haha!" The glasses gentleman laughed, looked down at the menu, and said loudly: "Furutegawa, can I have an extra sirloin?"

"As long as you can eat, you can order ten servings, and you don't need to be so loud, I can hear you."