Is it really a straight girl?

I hope Lord God can help me realize this wish!

The girl with closed eyes nodded lightly, feeling the slow release of Ms. Yachiyo's palm, she also opened her eyes, and raised her head to see the blue eyes of the other party.

Nothing has changed.

In other words, even if this desire itself is realized, there will be no change.

Yachiyo-san's lingering warmth still remained on the back of Yaki's own hand, this gentle feeling has been imprinted in the girl's mind, and it will not disappear for a long time.

Ms. Yachiyo seems to be a good person no matter she looks, touches, or smells.

Why did Ms. Akane say that the other party is an evil guy? Ya Ji couldn't understand it at this time.

Yachiyo took out the mobile phone from the pocket of the black school uniform jacket again, looked at the screen and entered text quickly.

With the sound of da da da da, the screen was lit up in front of his eyes again.

The text displayed above reads: "Yaki's wish has come true."

really?

Miji didn't really believe it, after all, she didn't feel the slightest change in her whole body.

"Afterwards, if something difficult to deal with happens, or if there is any wish that you really want to realize, just pray in the same way today, and He will hear your prayer and make it come true for you."

Anyway, Miki really doesn't really believe it...

Any wish can be fulfilled, so what else do you have to work hard for?

If I can really bother God to fulfill my wish, probably everything will become very, very boring.

It's like playing a game, it may be very interesting at the beginning, but as time goes by, you will feel how boring life, the world, and everything are.

If it is really possible, what kind of price will I have to pay for asking the gods to help me realize my wish?

But there's no need to think too much about it, Yaki.

It's impossible to make a wish come true.

Miss Yachiyo, I'm sorry, Yaki really won't believe this.Whether it is the living environment, life experience, or the knowledge theory learned, they all tell Miji that there is no god in the world.

Wishes are naturally impossible to come true.

But looking at Ms. Yachiyo's gratified and kind gaze, Yaki couldn't say something like 'I don't believe it at all'.

He only hid his own sadness, looked at the other person's expression, and nodded slightly.

"I see." Miki answered the other party with a very calm tone, squeezing out a little smile.

In Mi Ji's mind, this is the most standard perfunctory.

Ms. Yachiyo nodded cutely when she heard it, and let out a weird 'hmm' in her nasal cavity. It should be because of the language barrier. The voice is completely unnatural, and it doesn't look as cute as the expression.

The blond, blue-eyed, standard mixed-race beautiful girl typed a few more words and told Miki: "Good boy, you can come to me if you have any questions."

I was called 'good boy' again...

Ms. Yachiyo does look like a senior, a senior like a senior.

What are you knocking on again?

"Also, if Miki wants to return the gift for the cross, just give me your heart." Yachiyo slightly bent the corner of his mouth to light up the screen, and made a slightly strange laugh.

It seems like a joke.

He was a little bit surprised, but Miki, who had met too many times, was already a little resistant to this, and his expression didn't change much.

Ms. Yachiyo is also Yuri... Although she is a believer, her sexual orientation is also on the same-sex side.

But not Miki!

Yachiyo finally waved to Yaki kindly as goodbye, and went upstairs holding the handle.

"See you later." Mi Ji said to her back.

Probably because of the language barrier, Yaki and Ms. Yachiyo always felt a little unharmonious when talking to each other.

After the other party left, the girl let out a breath of relief.

Just as he was about to go downstairs, there was the sound of the door opening again. It was the room of Xuewu.

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120 [-]. The snow and fog are very unpleasant

It was the familiar click of the door opening and closing, sounding from the door next to the wall behind Miji.

At this time, Ms. Yachiyo had just walked up the stairs and turned up.

The room closest to the stairs on the second floor was Miss Xuewu's room. The wooden door with the word 'You Ji' on the door plate opened at a normal speed with slight creaking and rubbing sounds.

Hearing this voice, Miki changed the posture of her back against the wall, and changed into the usual appearance of preparing to go downstairs, and gently climbed up the wooden handrail of the stairs with her right hand.

She turned her head and saw Miss Xuewu walking out of the room, the iron still clamped on her boots.

It is really a sharp metal block with enough lethality.

The other party was wearing the same black pleated mid-length skirt as yesterday, and a pure white shirt that looked one size larger than her body size. The bottom button was unbuttoned and there was no tie, which looked a bit messy.

Feeling particularly competent?

Xuewu has an inexplicable momentum, what is he going to do next?

Walking out of the door, the Hei Changzhi Gaoling Zhihua closed the door with his backhand, and took two steps towards the stairs with a relatively free and easy pace.

He glanced at Yaki at the stairs.

The girl with streaked purple hair felt a little terrified by this sight, and always felt that the other party really wanted to do something.

In short, the last time we met was in the morning, so it should be normal and not awkward to say hello again in the afternoon.

Yaki raised his hand, just as he was about to wave his usual smile in greeting.

Xue Wu's bland pupils were already looking at her, and she said, "I have something to ask for your help."

Eh?

The first sentence after meeting is is this really all right?

Miji's hand that wanted to say hello suddenly stiffened, and then fell down weakly, and the words he was about to say just now also disappeared into nothingness.

Miss Xuewu wants to ask herself one thing.

Mi Ji was about to agree subconsciously, but the other party gave him an expensive piece of clothing, and he had only met for two days.

She wanted to reciprocate, but she didn't know what the other party liked. Now that Xue Wu had something to ask, she naturally had to agree.

But Miji still asked first: "What's the matter?"

In front of the imposing Xuewu, Miji subconsciously pretended to be as dumb as he was during the previous conversation.

"Exercise with me." Xuewu said casually.

"Exercise?" Mi Ji questioned and repeated the reading.

"Gym downstairs."

Xuewu only paused for a few seconds, glanced at Mi Ji, and after saying this, continued to step on the steps down the stairs with great strides, as if she didn't want to waste any time.

Is Xuewu going to exercise with herself?Or do you want to help press the other person's body to exercise flexibility or abdominal muscles?In the dance class, there are often two girls who press each other's legs together or do the splits through some simple games, or sometimes need help from their peers when lowering their waists.

This should be a relatively normal thing.

Although the other party is Lily, doing some simple fitness help for the other party is likely to involve a lot of physical contact, but it seems that the current Xue Wu does not seem to have any desires, so it should be safe, eh!

So Miji nodded, and after confirming, he casually said yes.

Miss Xuewu didn't respond as if she didn't want to reply to insignificant words. Mi Ji watched from behind her loose and somewhat messy pure white shirt bobbing up and down along with the pure black pleated skirt in her steps.

Neither of them paid any attention to the lady Mahiru with long red hair sitting in front of the TV in the living room on the first floor. They just walked around a corridor and came to the door of the gym.

Snow Fog expertly pulled open the side glass door.

With the friction of the door frame and the sound of the pulleys, the yellow-orange wooden floor with misaligned arrangements was displayed in front of Miji, and light came in from the window.

Lots of black and silver gym equipment stand out in the bright light.

Because Miji hadn't been to the gym very much, she didn't quite understand these equipment.

"...Miss Xuewu, which one do you want to use?" Mi Ji scanned his eyes left and right, and there was a long row of equipment neatly arranged. Except for the program and a few treadmills of various shapes, he didn't know anything at all. What else is what.

"No need for those." Xuewu walked to a deeper space.

Miki followed in a little confusion.

"I'm not having a good time today." Xue Wu's voice sounded a little low.

Miss Xuewu seemed to suddenly start to tell some stories.

Miji watched Xuewu's back and listened silently.

"It's too simple. I thought I could fight with that guy a few times, but after I pulled the trigger, it went smoothly, as if something was caring for and helping me." Xue Wu seemed to be complaining. He was talking about something, and his voice didn't sound like a complaint at all, but was as clear and indifferent as ever.

"It was so simple that I was surprised, obviously that person shouldn't be so... unlucky." Xuewu said to himself.

"He was able to steal confidential technology and carry out assassinations surrounded and guarded by hundreds of armed soldiers. I thought he was the one who came out of the organization."

The girl with long straight black hair said some words that Mi Ji couldn't understand at all, and walked towards the pile of equipment next to her, as if she wanted to pick out suitable props for exercise.

"Afterwards, it was confirmed that it was not, but it was slightly related." This seems to be a bizarre story: "This person's secret shooting only hit a professor's prosthesis, and the key documents stolen were all intact after recovery. This guy is out of luck."

What is Xuewu talking about? Are you complaining about the trouble at work?

besides!Sure enough, this guy is a killer!

Thinking of this, Mi Ji felt like she was about to break out in a cold sweat. He only trembled his eyes, and said in a weak tone, afraid that he might touch something difficult to say again: "Miss Xuewu's job is actually... a very scary type. ?"

"I work for order." Xuewu turned her head and glanced at Mi Ji with a cold gaze, making the girl a little hairy, and Mi Ji heard Xue Wu continue: "Today's task is to protect an important scientific researcher, Nuo , It was in the news this morning, the professor who is the project director of the electron-positron collider, but I didn't do anything at all, this guy was very lucky, and I just fired a shot, the mission was completed, and I came back. "

Listening to what Miss Xuewu said, it seems very simple?But in reality it shouldn't be that simple at all...

This person is indeed some kind of martial arts master, and he is also the kind of person who is very powerful and will be hired as the bodyguard of important people.

Can Miji actually meet this kind of person in reality?A bit powerful!

"Tsk, the participants in this whole project are weirdly lucky, and I didn't use it at all." Xue Wu continued, her voice lowered: "I didn't enjoy myself very much today."