Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

The wooden sword held high in his hand also fell to the ground.

Victory and defeat!

Kamito Kamito turned around and squatted down, and skillfully carried a static back, then looked at the seniors who were completely dumbfounded, and grinned: "I welcome you to come to me for a discussion at any time."

Many people hurriedly lowered their heads, not understanding that this first-year junior is really someone who can't be provoked - even the teacher of the special subject specialist can't beat him!

Kono Sho, the liar, was even more frightened.

Kotegawa Shinmi took a deep look at him, and reminded: "Senior Kono, right? Please pay attention to safety on the way home from school today."

"You, what are you going to do? This is the school!" Kono Sho shuddered in fright and yelled.

Guate Chuan Shenjian didn't think about it, but if he dared to lie to frame him, he had to be prepared to be beaten, otherwise his words would not last long, and if he just spared him, he would definitely do it again next time.

Only by letting this guy know what pain is, and when he wants to do this kind of thing next time, can he know what fear is.

He looked at Mr. Fujiwara Xiang who had already stood up, bumped up and said, "Teacher, I will send a teacher to the infirmary of the third grade first."

Fujiwara walked out the door with his hands behind his back, and asked strangely, "Isn't the infirmary for the third grade on the third floor?"

"Two students sprained their feet in physical education class today. The medical teacher in our grade may not have time."

"Really? Then you have to work harder and send her up."

"Got it!"

There is a single chapter event...

An eerie silence remained in the living room.

No one spoke.

No one spoke for Bai Chuanwang.

Even his elder sister was covering her mouth hard, her shoulders were shaking all the time.

Sorata was good at this field and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He was careless, he didn't even consider the possibility of being drawn by a boy.

Kotekawa Komi looked around and felt that as the host, he couldn't watch the atmosphere continue to be so awkward—mainly because Bai Chuanwang's face had turned dark, as if he was about to throw the table and take the door and escape.

He tentatively said, "How about..."

"No!" Out of the four who were holding back their giggles, the four girls said in unison.

With a guilty conscience on the side, I am not very willing to see boys wear bad things. Jie! ?/p>

Among the people in the circle, only Bai Chuan looked at him with light in his eyes.

Furute Chuan Shenjian paused for a moment, and then said: "I want to say, if you buy something bad, it's a fresh province!?/p>

"Agreed!" The five agreed together, and each turned around and covered their mouths.

Bai Chuanwang looked embarrassed, slapped the card in the middle of the table, and said loudly, "Come again!"

He wants revenge!

Definitely make this group of guys more embarrassing than him!

Furutegawa Shinmi touched his coffee table distressedly.

The game continues.

Ask: "If your significant other wanted you to work hard together to get into the same university, would you agree?"

"Not necessarily, I will give priority to obeying my heart."

Question: "If you were asked to say a word to Furutegawa Shinmi, what would you say?"

"What can I say... happy every day?" Sorata was at a loss, why did he even have such a strange question?

Risky: "If you are sitting across from a girl, please tell me what you admire most about her."

"..."

"Furutegawa-kun, we all know your preferences, so please don't try to lie!"

"..."

"Kategawa-kun?"

Furutekawa gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, covering his face with one hand: "Chest, the size of the chest."

There was a burst of hissing.

Sitting on the opposite side, Sanriyue Qingkong was red-faced.

Furutegawa Shinmi's eyes lost their brilliance.

Among the few people present, only Bai Chuan Hutao, who didn't know about this matter, was dazed. She lowered her head and looked in front of her, and then became even more dazed.

Isn't the chest or something just excess fat?

Question: "Please say the last thing you want to say to the person sitting on the left."

Question: "Please tell me the brand of Heiss that you often wear..."

Q: "Please name three things you are best at."

ask:"……"

The 25 cards also decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The group of people in front of the coffee table had long since lost the joy they had just now. They were all red-eyed, like gamblers who lost everything and clamored for which rooftop to go to.

Originally, the only ones who really "died" were Yuka Honjo, Nozomi Shirakawa, and Shinmi Furatekawa.

As a result, three more black hissing topics came up later, so among the remaining four people, except for this field, all of them turned over.

But Sorata is almost "dead" in this game... He is the one who can pull hatred the most today.

Now it's finally coming to an end, and there's only one last card left.

The last [Ghosts and Gods] is Sanriyue Qingkong.

The last [God] is Furutegawa Shinmi.

Furutegawa Shinmi picked up the card and put it in the middle of the coffee table. Under the nervous gaze of the clear sky of Mikazuki, he read it clearly: "Birthday, hobbies, food likes and dislikes, opposite sex likes and dislikes..."

"There are so many questions on this card..." Furutegawa Shinken muttered in his heart.

On the other side, Bai Chuanwang was expressionless. This card was written by him, but it was written for Furutekawa Kamimi!

Sanriyue Qingkong looked at the card, heaved a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and replied, "Birthday is December 12th..."

"December 12?" Furutekawa's eyes widened when he saw that it was the same day as him!

"...If studying is considered a hobby, it is studying. My favorite food is soba noodles. I hate sukiyaki. I don't have a partner of the opposite sex. I hate frivolous and dishonest men."

There was a muffled roar of laughter.

When Furutegawa met him, his expression was calm and natural, he was neither frivolous nor wrong-hearted, so it wasn't him who was talking about.

The last card is over, and all the cards are piled on the coffee table.

Everyone leaned on the sofa, and while they breathed a sigh of relief, they all gritted their teeth, feeling even more ashamed than imagined.

Careless, or careless!

Furutegawa Shinmi is also thinking about it, he thinks this game should not be called [Friends End] game.

I have to say that Mr. Glasses is really a talent.

Sorata, the only one who was not ashamed on the surface, looked around and said excitedly: "How is it? Is this game fun? Why don't you rewrite the question and do it again?"

"Let's do it again!" Bai Chuanwang agreed in a deep voice, unwilling to let it end like this.

Everyone glanced sideways at the two of them.

Xiaoniao Youhuawu got up very tired: "Sorry, I still have work, so I'll be leaving first..." Before leaving, she glanced at the space in this field, with a smile on her face: "Mr. Glasses, these few days It's best not to walk at night!"

She didn't ask the right person any of the questions she wanted to ask, on the contrary, she suffered quite a bit of torture.

"There's still a part-time job in the evening..." Xiao Niao You Hua Wu said softly, and also glanced at Sorata.

"That's right, it's getting late, and it's time to go back... See you tomorrow! By the way, Mr. Glasses? Don't walk around at night these few days!" The willing Bai Chuan Wang also left.

There was a dangerous light in Benchang Youjia's eyes, and he looked at Benchang Sorata coldly: "Okay, it's time to go home!"

This time Sorata was still at a loss as to why they reminded him not to walk at night, but now that he heard this, he immediately jumped back and said vigilantly, "Why? You want to beat me up?"

After all, they have been siblings for 16 years, so there is still some tacit understanding.

"Beat you?" Youjia said with a serious expression on his face, "I'm going to beat you to death today!"

"Why! What did I do to you?" Mr. Glasses yelled, trying to use his voice to scare away the dangerous thought of Youjia in this field.

His combat power is only 05, and he can't even beat a goose at ordinary times, so when he is facing the taller and heavier than him, he really has to be beaten. See help: "Help, help me!"

Guate Chuan Shenjian didn't know what he was thinking about, his arm was shaken, he came back to his senses, and sighed: "You should be more careful!"

"Furutegawa?" Sorata couldn't believe that his good friend was standing in the same line as his "demon".

Youjia sneered, grabbed his right hand like lightning, grabbed Sorata by the ear, and left here.

Furutekawa watched the siblings leave, finally smiled dumbly, shook his head, got up and cleared the table, then picked up the scabbard on his back, took an umbrella, and went out for dinner.

Chapter 72 Have you heard

"Hey, have you heard? The seniors in the special security department were beaten up in front of the teacher."

"It's more than that, I heard that even the teacher was beaten together."

"That's right, it seems that senior Kono, who is in the second grade, was the most seriously injured. He has already gone to the hospital, and several seniors were scared to cry."

"Oh, what happened to him?"

"Like a soul?"