Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

The child will find reasons to be happy on his own, and go through the day happily.

To some extent, this is also an enviable talent.

Although this kind of silly personality is easy to be bullied, but with Yui Hirasawa's hidden talent of automatically finding a 'mother', there is no problem.

Manabe takes care of her in class, and Kotobuki and the others take care of her in the club.

There is really no one who does not look for trouble.

"Long time no see, classmate Luo Zhen."

As soon as he said Qin Chui, he walked into the Qingyin Club with a large package of Qin Chui in his hand.

If nothing else, the package contained all kinds of tea drinks and small cakes.

Although people can change it in advance, Kotobuki thinks it is more meaningful to do these things by himself.

After all, this is my only youth.

Of course you have to do it yourself.

"Long time no see, Qinchui."

Nodding, Luo Zhen responded subconsciously.

Putting down the package in his hand, Qin Chui looked back at Luo Zhen with a light smile and said:

"Didn't you tell me before that it would be fine to just call me Zuzu?"

In the last semester, Luo Zhen had already changed his tone of voice at Qin Chui's request.

But after returning from a vacation, he became a classmate of Qinbuki again.

Ah, it seems to be the classmate Luo Zhen who I called first?

"Okay, Tsumugi."

After a pause for a few seconds, Luo Zhen still called Qin Chuizu's name.

To be honest, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Luo Zhen thinks that classmate Qin Chui is a good name with some distance.

But since Kotobuki insisted, there was nothing he could do.

Holding the piano and blowing the brewed black tea, delicate snacks are placed on the table.

Yui Hirasawa felt like he was in heaven right now.

Ah, it's great, campus life.

Although the lunch break is not long, it is enough to have a meal or something.

Ritsu Tainaka and the others should have come as well.

But their class seems to be cleaning up or something today, so they won't come over at noon.

There were only three people in the usually lively Qingyin club at one time.

"Speaking of which, it seems that many people are having nightmares in recent news reports."

Picking up the black tea and taking a sip, Kotobuki said thoughtfully.

Speaking of which, the quality of her sleep in the past two days has not been very good, and she always has some bizarre dreams.

I often feel tired when I wake up in the morning.

Even a little dark circles.

Yui's words......

Looking at Yui Hirasawa's silly smile.

Kotobuki was pretty sure she wasn't having a nightmare.

Chapter 759 Chapter 730 Chapter [-] The Night Fighting God and Nightmare on the Rooftop

On the roof, Yato, wearing a dark tracksuit, squatted on the edge of the roof.

The ice-blue pupils looked at the world beneath them indifferently.

From this height, pedestrians and vehicles coming and going look like ants at their feet.

The white scarf fluttered in the wind like a dirty dove.

"Yato looks troubled."

Kanon, who was sitting next to Yato, tilted her head and said.

In fact, she can probably understand Yato's current mood.

Recently, he has been chasing a certain existence.

But for now, he has no clue at all.

Every time he was about to catch that guy's tail, the person under investigation would commit suicide and sacrifice himself in an extremely fanatical manner.

But in Yato's survey, most of those who committed suicide had no previous exposure to religious beliefs.

Not to mention making such a very extreme fanatical behavior.

But in fact, these people really used the cruelest means to sacrifice themselves like a fanatical believer.

There was even a serene smile on his face, as if he had entered a sweet dreamland.

"It's okay, a little bit."

Hearing the clear and crisp sound, Yato said after exhaling a deep breath.

The expression of laughter in the past has returned to his face, and it is no longer cold and fierce.

After all, the essence of Yato is the God of Futsu and the God of War.

There was also an extremely bloody black history.

Although Yato has decided to bid farewell to the past, there are some deep-seated things that cannot be changed for a while.

Especially long-lived species like gods.

No matter how playful he is on his face, there is always a dark side in Yato's heart.

"I don't think Yato should be so anxious."

The clear pupils reflected Yato's face, and there was a look of worry hidden in it.

For Sonone, Yato is the most important person in her life.

Maybe she had another name and a completely different social circle during her lifetime.

But for the life of Sanon, Yato is the only one.

"After all, Yato is not alone now."

With both feet dangling in the air and shaking back and forth, Koone raised her head and said.

Hearing the sound, Yato was taken aback for a moment.

Then he smiled and said:

"Well, that's what you said."

"But I, the dignified Night Fighter, also have my own dignity."

Indeed, the current self is no longer the nameless little god who was alone and resigned even the artifact.

Now I have a very kind organ.

No longer alone.

Although some people are very strange, they can barely be counted as companions.

For example, a certain pervert in red and black tights and a certain pervert in red and black tights.

(Deadpool: Are you polite?)

And there is also a small shrine of its own.

Although it is a model that Sanon gave to himself.

But judging by the current salary, owning a shrine is no longer just an unattainable dream.

"The five yuan one?"

"You have changed, Kanone. If you were in the past, you should say something like 'As expected of Yato'."

Clutching his chest, Yato said in an extremely exaggerated tone.

It seems that the fragile heart has been hurt.

But in fact, it is quite difficult to hurt Yato's heart.

"After all, people change all the time."

The smile on his face carried a hint of dark belly, and Zouyin said with a smile.

While the two were fighting with each other, a middle-aged man in a suit walked past the building on the street below.

"Really, that idiot boss knows how to talk non-stop."

"Obviously I have no ability at all."

The office worker with a tired look on his face kept mumbling something, and the thick dark circles under his eyes showed that the other party hadn't slept well during this time.

It seems to be a very normal thing for office workers.

Compared with working so hard every day and always being scolded by idiot bosses, poor sleep is also a very normal thing.

"Hey, I've been working until two o'clock in the morning, what do you want from me?"

"I have to get up at [-]:[-] in the morning and arrive at the company before [-]:[-]."

"Recently, I have been having nightmares every day. If this continues, I will really die suddenly."

Dragging his tired body, the office worker's face could not see any expression other than numbness.

Not only for work, but also for the nightmares that have been going on lately.