Is it really a straight girl?

Although Mi Ji didn't believe what Ms. Xuewu said just now, she was a little concerned.

Still maintaining his superficial calm, Miji asked Lianhua in front of him: "By the way, is it possible that there are people like sick and delicate in our apartment?"

She felt that what she said was not very good, so she added a few more words: "It's like the kind that can't be trusted, and it's more troublesome to get along with... Or maybe it's not safe?"

Although Miji feels that everyone is a very good person, but their psychological shadows seem to be easily poked in ordinary conversations.

Lianhua nodded her head after listening to Miji's question, pinched her chin while thinking and said, "It seems that there is indeed something like that."

Sure enough, besides Chitose who really can't be trusted, there are other types of girls who are not easy to get along with.

Who is it?

Mi Ji blinked, looked at Teacher Lianhua in front of him, and waited for the other party to continue speaking.

"For Mi Ji, I am the one who is the easiest to communicate with." Miss Lianhua said first.

It seems like I said this before?

Miji couldn't quite believe it, because just now she poked something hard to say about Lianhua with a casual sentence.

But at present, Lianhua seems to be the one who has the best attitude towards her, except for Ms. Yachiyo. Miki can't figure it out at all. She only knows that the saint-like figure has good intentions.

"Yeah." Mi Ji's expression didn't change, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

You can't deny it when someone says something like that.

"It might be troublesome to get along with..." Lianhua thought seriously, "Sure enough, it's Miss Chitose."

I understand this, but is it troublesome to get along with Chitose or nothing to worry about? In short, she is very special.

"Yeah." Miji repeated again.

"The next thing is, Ms. Yachiyo is a very good person, a devout religious believer, the most persuasive person should be Ms. Yachiyo, but... she is the most mysterious one, maybe you have to keep a good distance, um."

Why is it necessary to keep a good distance because the other party is mysterious?

Miki is a little confused, don't everyone have their own secrets, can't we be friends if we have secrets?

Did Miss Xuewu think the same way before?So Miss Yachiyo wasn't classified as safe to communicate with?

Miji didn't refute, and obediently listened to Lianhua's continuation.

"Akane is quite special, and most people may find it difficult to communicate, but just ignore the strange things she said." Lianhua stretched out her finger: "I am not familiar with Mahiru, and the nearest Katakata Tan is fine. Everyone else can get along very casually."

"If you think about it that way, there's actually nothing particularly troublesome or unsafe." Lianhua smiled.

Why is this list of members somewhat similar to that made by Miss Xuewu?

And besides... Yukigiri said 'Karakata and Kokka in a normal state' and Kokka herself said that 'Karakata the nearest one is fine'.

Why do these two lines always feel a little connected?

So is there a problem with the abnormal state?Could it be that the two of them are actually sick and delicate?

Ms. Lianhua is the setting of shaking S and sickly, why can I understand it unexpectedly?Is it because I subconsciously confirmed that there is something wrong with Lianhua when I poke at Lianhua's psychological shadow?

But is such a cute little idol like Bifang sauce also sick and delicate?It doesn't match the sunny and cheerful image at all...

Miji felt a little sleepy, but still asked: "The 'nearest' side is fine, isn't it like this before?"

"No." Lianhua grabbed a piece of potato chips and put it into her mouth: "Bi Fang is often as cheerful as he is now, and there will be a period of time when he will easily cry and be very emotional. .”

"That side is rarely exposed, so it's okay." Lianhua said while chewing potato chips, "But if that happens, don't get close."

Eh?

Is 'don't come close' to this level of agitation?

Does Bifang, who looks so cute, also suffer from a considerable degree of mental illness?

Could it be episodic mania or something?

"What should I do if I see it..." Miki said blankly like a naive child.

"It's okay." Lianhua waved her hand: "Mahiru will take care of her."

That's it... as expected of a lover.

Mahiru-san may have some strange hobbies, but she still loves her.

It's great to take care of the partner persistently when he has psychological problems, Mahiru, so you are a good guy.

Yaki nodded secretly, raising Mahiru's impression by a level in his heart.

The girl with streaked purple hair rubbed her tired eyes, picked up the coin beside the pillow, fiddled with the front and back of her fingertips to look at it twice.

"Lucky magic of Lianhua is too powerful." Although the words were a bit exaggerated, the girl still maintained a calm tone to praise Lianhua in front of her.

"If Miji feels that his luck is not so good in the future, you can come to me to help you cast spells again." The girl with short bob hair smiled happily, pierced Miji's eyes cutely, and put a V on the side with her left hand Character.

What kind of line is this again, where did the NPC with BUFF come from?

Mi Ji didn't believe in magic at all, and covered her lips and let out a little breath.

I always feel more and more sleepy. It seems that I drank too much yesterday. Let's drink less in the future.

"Miji looks a little sleepy?"

Mi Ji nodded slightly, feeling that the eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

After all, I woke up at four o'clock this morning.

She returned the coin in her hand to Lianhua, pressed her temples and stood up, breathing out a little tired.

"I'll go upstairs to rest for a while." Mi Ji squinted his eyes a little drowsily.

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85. Let's watch the live broadcast together~

noon.

Mi Ji, who thought she only had a short rest when she went upstairs, was wrapped in the blanket, staring blankly at the phone that had just been turned on, and the white note next to it.

why?

Why does it become like this...

Obviously I just want to take a break, thinking that after two hours of sleep, I should recover. If I have time, I will take a shower, go downstairs to prepare lunch at eleven o'clock, and put the mandarin duck pot on the long table. Then throw the hot pot bottom material into the boiling water, and then add some ingredients at will.

As above, today's schedule has clearly been arranged.

But why did it become like this?

Miji's eyes gradually died and lost their light.

Why is it already [-]:[-] in the afternoon when I wake up?

Moreover, the note next to it reads...

Miji let out a soft voice, as if a dying fish was overdrawing its own breath.

Miss Lianhua left a note, which said that she saw that she was sleeping soundly, so she didn't bother, and the ingredients had already been cut beforehand. Making hot pot is a very simple thing, and she had already done it for Miji.

Therefore, Miss Lianhua didn't wake up Miji.

As for Miji, she slept from nearly eight o'clock in the morning until nearly two o'clock in the afternoon.

I slept very comfortably, but why did it arrive at this time when I woke up?Did Miki take a time machine?

Everyone must have finished their lunch by now...

But he himself fell asleep, feeling that he had not fulfilled his duties, and Mi Ji felt a little depressed.

The girl dropped the phone powerlessly to the left, and fell on her back on the bed like a dead fish, silently opening her eyes, staring blankly at the strange ceiling.

The arms are spread open as if at the mercy of others.

Although it's good to be bad, but this is only the third time, and this is the second day.

Everyone's first impression of me will be spoiled.

After a dozen or so times, it should be explainable to put on a bad show from time to time, but now it's like this...

Life is not easy, Miki sighed.

The girl emptied her brain, and the pale ceiling reflected her empty heart. After tens of seconds, Mi Ji rubbed her eyes.

Suddenly, the thoughts of free activities came to mind, and many thoughts were stroked one by one.

I feel like I forgot something... what?

Mi Ji suddenly remembered something, and immediately sat up with his hands on the bed, immediately lifted the quilt with a whoosh, and immediately stretched his legs under the bed.

I have to go to Ms. Tsukino's room before two o'clock in the afternoon, and I made an appointment before!

Stepping on the wooden board with bare feet, she quickly put on the black dress from Xuewu on the hanger next to her, stepped on her shoes again, and tied the white silk and satin on it——

These coherent actions were almost completed within 1 minute. The girl immediately trotted to the indoor bathroom, and then briskly washed her hands and face. Open the door and leave.

When he reached the empty corridor, Mi Ji glanced at the time before he let out a breath.

Ms. Yue Nai said that it is good to arrive before two o'clock, and there are still 6 minutes before two o'clock. Although it is not very early, at least it is not late.

So Miki went from her own room at the far corner, in the corridor on the second floor, while tidying up her long hair that was messy and tangled due to sleeping, and walked towards Tsukino's room.

Just as she was trying to calm herself down and was thinking about what to say to Yue Nai at the beginning, a door in front of her suddenly opened with a bang.

It was really loud, bang.

Twist the handle and pull it, and the wooden door hit the supporting wall.

And it was very close, less than two or three meters away from Miji, which made her tremble all over.

Who, who, wow!

Mi Ji's footsteps faltered, and his eyes fell into the state of dead fish again.

A person stepped out from behind that door without covering up his voice.

Bi Fang tied a side ponytail, and combed his long orange hair into a smooth look. He was still wearing the same clothes as in the morning, but this time it was much more neatly arranged, obviously tidying up carefully before going out.

A sticker of a colorful five-pointed star was pasted on the cheek, with colored contact lenses, and the lower eyelashes were obviously pressed down, making the eyes look bigger.

Put on makeup.