Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Otherwise, she would definitely hang this bastard up.

"I know."

Luo Zhen said of course.

He himself is clear about this kind of thing, after all, many people have complained about him.

'Dark man? '

An Yilun who was sitting on Luo Zhen's right also overheard this sentence.

Although there are quite a few shadowy boys in this school, but for class D, he can only think of one Miyamura Isumi.

The rest of the boys seem to be a little bit away from the darkness.

'No no no. '

Shaking her head, An Yilun also shook that unrealistic thought out of her head.

After all, in his opinion, Miyamura Isumi is a very thorough type of otaku.

The light novels and comics I mentioned can be connected to each other more or less, plus the dark appearance of the other party.

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible to get involved with that kind of popular girl.

Impossible impossible.

And at the same time-

"Ah!"

"What's wrong, Miyamura?"

Kyoko Hori, who was wearing a summer school uniform, looked at Miyamura Isumi worriedly and asked.

As the only boy in the class wearing long sleeves and a jacket, Miyamura Isumi is theoretically the one who is least likely to catch a cold.

"I don't know, I always feel that someone is talking bad about me."

Rubbing his nose, Miyamura Isumi said so.

His back leaned against the wall inadvertently, which seemed to keep him warm.

"Is that so, did someone say something bad..."

Somewhat similar to Tainaka Ritsu, Yoshikawa Yuki held his chin thoughtfully for two seconds, as if he understood something.

Then he slapped the innocent Ishikawa Toru on the back.

"Through! Is it a good thing you did!"

"What does it have to do with me! My relationship with Miyamura is very good!"

"Speaking of which, why do you think so of me!"

Ishikawa Toru, with short purple hair, said a little speechlessly.

The friendship between him and Miyamura Isumi is very firm.

"Because that's the kind of person you are."

"What you said made me sad..."

"You two are actually pretty much the same..."

Seeing the three of them fighting, Miyamura Yisumi inadvertently showed a smile.

This kind of life is really good.

What no one noticed was that a slender figure in sportswear was reflected in the glasses covered by long hair.

The ice blue pupils stared closely behind Miyamura Isumi.

But in reality that place is empty.

"What are you doing, it's strange that you smile like this."

"Ah, sorry sorry."

Miyamura Isumi, who came back to his senses, quickly waved his hand and said.

At the same time, he shrank subconsciously.

Since this morning, I've been feeling a bit cold on my back.

Did you catch a cold last night?

Chapter 270 Four I Heard Your Wish

On the way back from school, Miyamura Isumi and Hori Kyoko walked to Hori's house as usual.

During this time, the Hori family had gotten used to the presence of Miyamura Isumi.

It would be better to say that their family will be very sad if Miyamura Yisumi doesn't go.

The Hori family liked Miyamura Isumi very much from top to bottom.

Both Hori Kyoko's father and mother are very satisfied with this future son-in-law.

Even after some comparisons, he felt disgusted with his own daughter.

"Speaking of which, you sweated a lot today."

Looking at the beads of sweat on Miyamura Isumi's forehead, Kyoko Hori said in surprise.

Although the temperature is not low today, it is not too sweaty, right?

Even Miyamura Izumi wore long sleeves.

"Ah, yes."

Raising his hand to wipe it, Miyamura Isumi was also a little strange.

Although he usually behaves like that kind of otaku with a weak physique, in fact his physical fitness is still good.

It's just that in order to avoid the exposure of some things, the test is often escaped.

There is no such thing as sweating due to weak constitution.

"To be honest, I've been feeling a bit chilly on my back since this morning, and it's been a whole day."

Rubbing his shoulders, Miyamura Isumi said with some distress.

It doesn't feel good.

It always gave him the feeling that there was something behind him.

"Eh? Is it a cold? Is it okay?"

Kyoko Hori asked with some concern, and stretched out her hand to feel it on Miyamura Isumi's forehead.

"It's a bit cold, it really is a cold."

"I do not know."

On the side of the road, a man in black sportswear sat quietly on the fence and watched the two people leave.

In his perspective, an ugly monster was lying on the boy's back, sucking the boy's energy.

"Aren't you going to help, Yato?"

A girl with long blond hair stood timidly beside Yato and asked.

This is a girl who is as weak as a cherry blossom, but unexpectedly full of vitality and vitality.

To be precise, an artifact.

"Wait a little longer."

Playing with a stack of poorly made business cards in his hand, Yato said so.

As a god, he is very concerned about the so-called 'fate'.

Now he has not established enough 'fate' with that boy.

But soon.

"This is?"

A white business card dangled in the air and floated into Kyoko Hori's hand.

It's as if it's been calculated precisely. It's not bad at all.

"What is this? What god?"

"Any other contact numbers?"

Looking at the information on the business card, Kyoko Hori said with some disgust.

It's not that she doesn't know English, but that the previous English seems to be blurred by water, so she can't see clearly.

Yato, who was sitting on the side of the road, fiddled with the business card for a while, then calmly pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket that was delivered at the door when the supermarket had a discount.

And the girl with long blond hair next to him pursed her lips, as if holding back a smile.

"It seems that as long as you give five yuan and make a wish, your wish will be granted."

Due to the angle, Miyamura Isumi could just see the information behind this business card.

To be honest, he felt quite unreliable.

Assuming this is true, he can make a wish with five yuan and let this god grab 500 million.

"makes sense."

Squeezing the business card, Kyoko Hori said in agreement.

She has never believed in such gods and ghosts.

On the contrary, Miyamura would be terrified every time he watched a ghost movie, and would feel that there was a ghost.

"I said Miyamura, do you want to try?"

"Huh? It's okay."

After thinking about it, Miyamura Isumi did not refuse.