Is it really a straight girl?

"It's a little problem, it's okay." Miss Xuewu shook her head: "Let's go back first."

I always feel that the other party's tone is a little low and depressed.

Is it really just a small problem?

Maki doesn't quite believe it...

"If there is anything I can do to help, no matter what, I will try my best to help Miss Xuewu." Mi Ji said suspiciously.

"Hmm..." The girl with long black and straight hair nodded lightly, "Go back quickly, I'm going back to... the apartment to prepare."

Was there a problem with his work as a killer?

Miki began to think wildly.

After Miss Xuewu received the call, she seemed to be in trouble suddenly.

Is there a new mission or something, but if there is a problem with the body, it must be rejected now... or rather.

Miji remembered that Miss Xuewu said before that the apartment is a particularly safe place, and the reason for living here is...

"Have you found any enemies?" Mi Ji tentatively guessed.

Although Mi Ji doesn't know what a killer is at all, he always feels that this profession is far, far away from his real life, and it should be impossible to meet a real killer in this life.

But Miss Xuewu has already appeared in front of him, and has already participated in his reality.

You should care about it.

What's more, if Miss Xuewu has more serious problems later because of the sprain caused by Miji...

For example, like movies and American dramas, characters are unable to exert their strength due to injuries, so they lose to others.

Then at least part of the responsibility lies with Miki.

Miji can't let Xuewu continue to be injured. No matter what, he must protect the other party. Although he has no strength at all, there seem to be a few martial arts masters like Xuewu in the apartment. I should ask them to protect Xuewu. .

Otherwise, Miji couldn't feel at ease.

Xue Wu looked at Mi Ji's eyes and nodded lightly: "You can say that, but don't worry."

"I'm strong, stronger than all of them." Her voice was very low, as if she didn't want to say this: "So, it's enough to go back and prepare something, let's go."

Miss Xuewu trembled slightly and exhaled. Her hands rested on the blue cushion of the bench, supporting her body little by little. Her right foot became the center of gravity of her whole body as if trying to overcome her fear. Stand up on the chair.

"Quick." She spit out the last word.

The conversation between Miji and Xuewu was very soft, and the doctor next to him probably couldn't hear it. The golden-haired doctor looked like an idler who could be seen everywhere, drinking Coke and swiping his phone.

Miss Xuewu said back three times in a row. Even if Miji was a papaya, she realized that the situation might be a bit urgent. She even planned to call a car, but after asking Xuewu, the other party firmly refused.

"There's enough time, just walk back." While the girl with long straight black hair shook her head, she let another girl put her arm on her shoulder as before.

Miss Xuewu is very light.

She didn't need to use too much force, she obediently leaned against Miji's back, and her long hair rested on the girl's shoulder again.

Just like before, the two bodies were in close contact with each other.

The strands of hair are entangled with each other.

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Miki is so tired.

Wow, this clinic is definitely not 300 meters from the apartment!Miji can confirm that it will definitely be around 700 meters!

Otherwise why would you be so tired.

When she returned to this large apartment like a gothic mansion, Miki felt that she had been gone for almost ten minutes.

The door of the apartment opened automatically when Miji approached. This kind of facial recognition is really fast, and it is very convenient that there is no need for any keys.

After entering the door, there was still no one on the first floor, the TV was off, the whole living room was empty, silent and silent, the table looked clean, and the sofa was neatly arranged after Miss Mahiru left.

Slightly orange sunlight pours into the room from the large windows on the west side, drawing the regular shadows of the window frames on the ground.

Barely holding back her breath, the girl lowered her right leg with Xuewu on her back little by little. Miss Xuewu with long straight black hair grabbed the mahogany handrail of the stairs, and silently pulled her body stumbling upwards.

If the Miss Xuewu I saw before was a superman, then the Xuewu in Miji's eyes now is an ordinary person who was injured.

A slightly looser white shirt, and a black mid-length skirt that covers the knees, and only when the other party goes upstairs can you see more bare skin, and the long night-colored hair hangs down on the waist, gently swinging softly Standing, not scattered.

When the figure turned around and disappeared from Mi Ji's field of vision, Mi Ji, who was also slender and had mostly the same hair color, turned his attention back to himself.

She was aware of her chest rising and falling, and her breathing was trembling, whether it was from long exertion or something else.

Miss Xuewu was very beautiful, especially when she was suppressing herself from crying.

That scene, that look, that picture, Miki involuntarily engraved it in his heart.

But even if it wasn't for this, it would be exhausting!I am so tired that I want to lie on the ground and look at the strange ceiling.

Lord God, is this how you can grant my wish?

I really feel that what I ate this afternoon will not make Miji grow any more meat, but!What Yaki wanted was not such a realization——

Lord God, I will never ask you to help me realize my wish in the future.

Although Yaki herself doesn't believe in the existence of God...

But even if He exists, it wouldn't be good for Miki to bother God with all kinds of small wishes all day long, he would definitely be bored.

Therefore, regardless of whether he exists or not, and whether it is useful or not, Mi Ji will not easily pray for his help anymore.

Because, Miki is about to collapse from exhaustion, woo woo woo...

The girl forced herself to walk to the side of the sofa, and then she lay down on the sofa with a snap.

The sofa was so soft, I lay down with a plop, half of my body was covered by the soft cushion, although the slackened muscles resurfaced with bursts of soreness and numbness, but it felt so comfortable to relax my whole body without moving.

"Well……"

I don't want to move.

Miji stretched his sore arms to one side, hugged a big soft pillow, let it cover his upper body, silently looked at the strange ceiling and the unlit chandelier.

Miss Xuewu seemed to be targeted by some enemy. After all, she was a killer, so it was not a particularly unexpected thing.

But Mi Ji had to help, even though he couldn't help much, he had to ask other people who could help.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, the responsibility is on yourself.

...with a high force value?

Miji began to think about who in the apartment could rival Miss Xuewu in strength.

Maybe not? !

Chitose and Elizabeth seem to be some kind of detective or people in an organization with detective attributes, and the others feel that the force value is not very high.

Sure enough, I should ask Ms. Chitose for help. She had a fight with Ms. Xuewu before. Although she looked very embarrassed afterwards, she was not injured at all in the end, not even a single bruise.

Yaki even thought that Chitose would be stronger than Ms. Yukigiri.

Especially after the snow mist twisted his feet, it was much stronger.

But Ms. Xuewu must be unwilling, she feels that even if she dies, she won't want Chitose to help her...

And Chitose herself might do some strange things, after all, she broke Miss Xuewu's feet, so it doesn't feel very reliable.

But I didn't say a few words to Elizabeth...

Miji blinked his pupils staring at the ceiling, and gradually determined the candidate.

She lay down comfortably for a few more minutes, calmed down her breathing and heartbeat for a long time, tidied up her long hair that had become disordered due to lying down directly, and finally mustered up her will to break the seal of the soft sofa on her, and hugged her Throwing the fluffy sofa pillow aside, resisting the coolness and sitting up.

The tabletop seems to be as tidy as if it had just been wiped, did someone tidy up the living room while Miki was asleep, and who?If you think about it carefully, it must be Miss Lianhua.

Yaki stood up silently, and after releasing the seal on the sofa, the girl felt a slight sense of emptiness.

My limbs were a little sore when I went upstairs. It turns out that carrying a beautiful girl is not a good thing at all.

She stepped up step by step, stepping on the mahogany steps under her feet.

Go to the familiar room on the third floor.

It seems to be the third visit, is it a visit?Sure enough, it's not official at all these times.

I have never felt so tired walking from the first floor to the third floor before.

Mi Ji panted softly, feeling that his muscles were a little overdrawn, and the soreness and numbness would intensify after vigorous exercise.

If this is your weight loss plan, my lord, Miji will hate you for 5 minutes!

I don't want your help anymore!

Miki sighed inwardly.

Although she believes that there are no gods in the world, Xuewu asked her to exercise, accidentally twisted her foot, and took her to the clinic with her—all of this was just a coincidence.

But even if everything now is just a coincidence, Mi Ji will not make a wish to this god, this is already a psychological shadow!

Finally reached the third floor, panting, Miji leaned against the wall, staggered, and walked towards the deepest part of the third floor.

The familiar European-style wooden door appeared in front of him, with the word 'Chitose' written on the door plate.

dong dong——

The knock on the door sounded the same as before.

Only this time, Mi Ji waited outside the door for a few seconds, but did not receive any response.

Are you taking a nap?But it's already afternoon.

Or are you out?Should I make a call?No no, Miss Chitose probably doesn't have the habit of carrying a mobile phone.

After all, it is Chitose.

Do you want to talk about it when you go out later, but I always feel that Miss Xuewu is a little anxious, and she may encounter her enemy soon?

Mi Ji stayed quietly in front of Miss Chitose's room, thinking a lot.

When she was trying to turn on the switch to see——