Is it really a straight girl?

Facing the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the long hair was divided into three strands on the left shoulder, and the knuckles of both hands were interspersed between the strands of hair, and they were skillfully stacked, and a braid was tied in front of the left shoulder, hanging above the chest.

Feeling something was missing again, Yaki looked around her room, and found Miss Chitose's coat and the cross pendant that Yachiyo gave her on the hanger.

Should the coat be returned?

He put on the pendant, put Chitose's big coat under his arm, and went out.

The girl didn't intend to go to Ms. Yachiyo immediately, but she just wanted to mention it a little bit during breakfast. In fact, she didn't think that various religious baptism ceremonies could help her get rid of the system. The mentality of a horse as a living horse doctor.

I don't know how many times I have stepped on the delicate corridor carpet with red and gold edges. There seems to be no particularly conspicuous dust and garbage on it, and it looks like it will be cleaned frequently.

Speaking of which, the walls are also neat and clean.

And there are no scratches, dents, or peeling paint on the walls.

Eh……?

The girl realized something was wrong.

Wasn't the wall on the second floor dented by snow fog with a solid baseball bat or something the night before yesterday?

Why can't I see any traces at all now? It is completely intact without any damage, and there is not even a place where the color has faded.

Did you get someone to fix it yesterday?But even if it is repaired, there will be at least some color difference, and Mi Ji didn't hear any noisy repairing sound at all.

I don't understand.

Miji walked slowly to the wall. She remembered that the wall at the stairway was the most damaged at that time.

Touching the wall, slowly approaching.

Not only does it look without any dents, but it is also the same when you touch it.

The surface was as flat as new, with very little dust and the faint raised spots that are inevitable with all painted walls.

"Strange..." Ms. Miji said to herself.

He kept touching the wall and walked to the stairway.

Still flat and smooth.

It was as if the disputes and conflicts between Ms. Yukigiri and Chitose that I had seen before were just illusions that never existed.

But at that time, the bang, like a heavy hammer smashing against the wall, echoed in my mind for a long time, and it was true.

If you think about it carefully, there are many, many suspicious things that happened at that time. Although there was such a loud voice, Miss Chitose's clothes became messy, but there was no scar on her body. Even if there is room for each other, forgive me If you forgive me, you won't be unscathed, right?Unless it's acted?

Touching the wall, Yaji still couldn't find any damaged details.

The girl looked at it for a few minutes, and finally frowned, looked left and right, and wanted to find something hard to scratch, but there were no stones around, only some small decorations hanging on the wall, which were difficult to remove from high places .

In the end, Mi Ji pinched the cross pendant on his chest, and slowly drew a neat straight line on the wall, and the light yellow powder fell off and faded.

A single word was scratched out.

Although it's not very good, Miji really wants to try it.

Because she doesn't understand at all, can the walls be repaired automatically?What kind of high ground defense tower is this?Can you recover blood by yourself?

As if attracted, Yaki stared blankly at the scratch he had scratched for almost a minute, but the scratch did not change at all.

After wiping the cross pendant, the girl wanted to go upstairs first and return Chitose's big coat first, and then check it again when she went downstairs.

She had just turned around and started walking up the mahogany stairs when the door closest to the stairs opened suddenly.

That is the room of snow fog.

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190 [-]. Snow fog has nothing to like

Stepping out of the door, the matte black boots are not the type with metal blocks inlaid today, they are just common women's flat Martin boots, the matte black surface also has a slight reflection of the paint, and the lines where the leather meets are very soft. There is also a Velcro shoelace on the upper end, which is tightly tied and completely wraps around the ankle.

If Xuewu had worn these boots yesterday, she would definitely not have sprained her ankle...

Ms. Miji thought silently. When she went to the gym to warm up yesterday, Xuewu was only wearing very ordinary sneakers.

Xue Wu walked out of the room. She was still wearing that long black trench coat, which was inseparable like a symbol. She also wore a thin black sweater inside, with a letter logo on the chest. I couldn't tell which brand it was, but Mi Ji always felt that it was very expensive. It looks like loose sports trousers, with a sense of folds.

"Good morning, Miss Xuewu." Mi Ji once again showed the usual look of a chef, while paying attention to the other's feet.

Xue Wu's left foot, which was injured yesterday, was also stepping on the ground at this time.

It's not the trembling that was pretended to be like before, it seems...has been cured?

Or is it just another injection of painkillers?

Xuewu nodded slightly, turned around and closed the door, turned her head and glanced at Mi Ji's whole body from bottom to top, and finally hesitated, staring at the large beige coat that Mi Ji was holding between her right arm and waist.

The waist-length girl with long black straight hair frowned slightly.

Just as Miki looked at each other's left foot, the eyes of the two expressed slightly different confusion.

"I've reminded you many times." Xuewu shifted her gaze from Miji's beige coat to the other's eyes: "Even if you say more, you will only find it annoying, so let's just leave it at that."

Hey, what is this man talking about?

Miki also looked away from the other party's left foot, looked at her, and finally realized it.

Oh oh, that set of rhetoric to Miss Chitose again...

Mi Ji always felt that Miss Xuewu seemed a little impatient with him, was it an illusion?

Obviously, he looked pretty good when he carried her to the clinic before.

"Let's talk." Mi Ji shifted the topic to where he was paying attention and said, "Xuewu's feet, are you okay?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw the person staring at him, staring at him like a detective, as if he wanted to find some clues from Mi Ji's eyes, the girl was a little nervous by the serious eyes, subconsciously Take half a step back.

Xuewu raised his left foot, stepped down again, and made a crisp knocking sound on the ground, followed Mi Ji's answer to the question: "Try to sleep, after waking up, it seems to be cured..."

There were pauses and confusion in her speech.

"Who did it?" Her pure black eyes looked directly at Miss Miji.

"I... I don't know either." Mi Ji hurriedly lied, she didn't want others to know that she had a system that could do such a powerful thing.

Quickly began to separate the relationship.

The girl didn't dare to continue to look at Xuewu, for fear of being seen from her eyes, she only shifted her gaze to the wall on one side, coughed twice, and hurriedly changed the subject:

"Er, what would Miss Xuewu want to eat this morning?"

The black-haired beautiful girl in front of her was always silent for a few seconds before she spoke, as if she was making some careful judgments. This kind of seriousness could even be called rigorous and serious all the time. Mi Ji always felt a little thin. Come.

"Everything is fine." She simply replied.

"Maybe you did it, maybe it wasn't...but before that, you really helped me yesterday." Xue Wu seemed completely unaffected by Mi Ji's diversion of the topic, and stamped her left foot again.

She remained silent for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Thank you."

It seems that he has thought about a lot of things in these few seconds...

But Miki really just wanted to change the subject, why did Xuewu think that maybe Miki helped her heal?

So why can you barely guess a certain candidate for an unscientific thing?

Miss Xuewu, are you also someone with supernatural powers?If you think about it carefully, it seems to be true!As Miss Lianhua said last night, the martial artists from all over the world will compete together, and the final winner will probably be Xuewu...

Isn't this super strong?It feels much stronger than the average superpower!

Is it through intuition?I heard that the intuition of warriors is outrageous.

"If you need my help, just say it." Her voice was slightly low, and her eyes moved from Mi Ji's face to the stairs, as if she was about to leave:

"If I'm going to kill someone, make sure that person is worth dying for."

"Don't kill people, hey..." Mi Ji's train of thought was interrupted immediately.

If it's so smooth, it's about to say the words 'kill' and 'death', Miss Xuewu, are you not very good, at least your mentality and temperament must be somewhat different from ordinary people.

Xuewu maintains a serious and serious attitude all the time, if Miji achieves this level, he will definitely overwhelm himself.

Maybe it's because she has always been in contact with dark, gloomy and bloody things, and she suffered from a life that sounds distorted all the time in the training organization. You must have developed a serious personality like this.

The girl sighed inwardly.

Moreover, Mi Ji felt that Miss Xuewu seldom relaxed her spirit, as if she was preparing to meet something all the time.

It's completely different from other girls I usually see, whether it's roommates in the apartment, or people I met in the last world.

all different.

Although everyone in the apartment is very special, the girl who has always maintained such a heavy personality is only Du Xuewu.

"Is there anything Ms. Xuewu likes to do? Or likes, hobbies, etc." Mi Ji asked.

She hoped that Xuewu could at least relax a little bit, and not have to be tense all the time and bear huge pressure.

Xuewu remained silent, and slowly turned back to meet Mi Ji's gaze. This seemed to be her signature action. Every time she was about to speak, she would think a lot in silence.

"..." She opened her mouth, but failed to make a sound immediately: "I don't understand why you asked this, but I don't like anything."

Her eyes shifted to the side again, she took a few steps towards the stairs going downstairs, and just stepped on the stairs, she turned around briskly.

The upper made a crisp sound on the wooden board.

This voice made Mi Ji wake up from the chaotic thinking in his mind to reality, and focus on the specific person in front of him again.

"You don't have to worry about me." She said lightly: "I see pity in your eyes, this is not what I deserve, and I don't deserve to be looked at like this."

"This is my destiny... I was born to do one thing, and I will die because of it."

"that's it."

Yaki couldn't tell whether the last "that's it" meant "I've finished my words" or "this should be the case".

But anyway, after Miss Xuewu finished speaking.

She walked briskly and normally, with her back to Mi Ji, and walked down.

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190 Five, Miss Chitose took a bath