Is it wrong to seek encounters in the game of death!

Xin Lingxiu had nothing to hide, and said bluntly, "Yes, including Sanye and Xizi."

"As long as you become your own person, you can live together." Mai Sakurajima pointedly explained.

It's a pity that Boqijiang's focus is a bit strange. She wrote: "Ah, I really envy you. It only takes 10 minutes to get home."

"Hey, you go to Jingu High School, but your home isn't near here?" Mai Sakurajima asked.

"Ah, no, I live outside Tokyo, two hours each way."

"Two hours!!" Mai Sakurajima sighed and asked deeply, "Why?"

"I want to go to one, no one knows about my past high school." Pochi-chan replied in a low mood.

"Okay, this is the end of the sad topic!" Xin Lingxiu, who knew her past, hurriedly stopped, and comforted: "Don't be sad, Boqi-chan, don't you already have 9 good friends?"

"Yes, think about a bright future," Mai Sakurajima touched her long pink hair sympathetically: "We will rent the house next door tomorrow, so you don't have to commute for 4 hours."

Chapter 160 Five: Naturally Resisting Black Belly

"Huh?" Pochi-chan's depressed mood dissipated, and she looked at Xinling and Sakurajima who were kind and caring about her, and her heart "thumped".

Yes, it turns out that I already have so many good friends!

Even, you can live and play with your friends in the future!

Boqijiang thought happily in her heart, as if she saw 9 friends standing in the sea of ​​flowers, waiting for her to run towards them.

So she laughed heartily and ran towards happiness.

"Ah, I did it."

"Well, hard work is not in vain, you have made a step forward." Xin Lingxiu encouraged.

"One step..." Boqijiang focused on these two words, and the sea of ​​flowers and singing disappeared from her mind.

step! !

Under the endless stairs on the cracked earth, wearing a cloak to block the wind and sand, and holding a wooden stick, Boqijiang took the first step on the stairs with difficulty.

Only one step?

I thought, at least a thousand steps forward!In reality, she tilted her head back, unwilling to believe this cruel fact.

At this moment, the tram squeaked into the platform, and the crowd waiting in line to get on the train began to squirm.

"Bye-Bye."

Boqijiang needs to get on the train first. There are many tram lines that she can take to go home, and this one is exactly what she can take.

"Well, be careful on the road."

Xin Lingxiu waved her hand, watching Boqijiang walk towards the tram that stopped and opened the door.

"Wait a minute, Pochi-chan!" Mai Sakurajima yelled.

"Ah, yes." Pochi-chan turned around tremblingly.

Mai Sakurajima took out the folding umbrella from her schoolbag, and then stepped on Xin Lingxiu's feet with clean leather shoes, ending his question about "why pretend to have no umbrella when you have an umbrella".

The relationship between the three of them was like a static scene, the atmosphere was like the rainy weather at the moment, with the heavy moisture covering the whole body, and with the rain falling around him, Xin Lingxiu always felt that the other passengers on the scene looked at him a bit strangely—this group What is the pervert envious of?With Mai's current physique, if he hadn't taken the initiative to withdraw his strength, let alone a human being, the granite floor would be crushed.

"Sai, feet."

"What happened to your feet?"

Mai looked serious.It really looks like "I don't know what happened", it's amazing, and it really deserves to be a professional actor.

"No, the strength you stepped on is just right, very comfortable, try to step on other places when you get home..."

Mai Sakurajima rolled his eyes at him in embarrassment, and handed the umbrella to Pochi-chan: "You go home alone without an umbrella, and you will catch a cold if you get in the rain. See you tomorrow."

There was a short silence, but it gave people the illusion that it had been a long time.The wind, wrapped in drizzle, blows in from the sky at the other end of the platform, causing the girls' long hair to flutter slightly with their skirts.

"Ah, okay, obviously...see you tomorrow." Pochi-chan responded.

Then she took the umbrella rather quickly and trotted in before the tram doors closed.

it is finally over!Having survived two difficult months, I can finally go home, Pochi-chan sighed.

But in order to continue to maintain the friendship, she can still persevere in the death game, and she will work hard tomorrow!

The tram started slowly and took her away from Edogawabashi Station. Although the scenery outside the tram was the same as before, the feeling of seeing the same scenery was completely different for Pochi-chan after his mental state grew.

I definitely have to work harder to bring out the full power of the AT force field——Pochi-chan looked at the starry sky outside the car window and made up his mind.

For student Xinling!For Sakurajima-san! !For everyone in Shuzhi Garden! ! !

As the tram began to accelerate, Pochi-chan, who was trapped in the world in his head, accidentally bumped into a shoulder of a passenger beside him.

"Yes, yes, yes... I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She quickly bowed several times.

Mai Sakurajima looked at the train going away, probably saw something interesting through the glass window, a nearly perfect smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she let go of her little feet, and said to Xin Lingxiu beside her: "Okay It's time for us to go home."

~~~

At home, Miuna Icegami is sleeping.

Of the 10 members of Xinlingxiu's team who returned from the death game, 9 of them appeared in Jingu High School, and she was the only one who appeared directly at home.

Then she took a shower and took a nice nap.

Because she is different from the others in the team, she is not a student, she has her own "proper" occupation - a solver, and she has to go out to perform tasks at night, so she usually needs to sleep during the day.

Some book friends here are about to ask, you, a death game player, actually go to work to perform tasks?

No way, for Miuna on Ice, the identity of a solver is extremely noble and proud.

Just like some death game players like to watch dramas during their return, and some death game players like to fall in love during their return, they are all personal hobbies that are difficult to give up.If you can't even do your own hobbies, wouldn't your life be very boring.

In her sleep, Miyuna on Ice seems to have returned to the scene when she was training in the gym:

Is this sword blocked? !

wrong,

The sharp blade hurt her thigh on the ice, and she struggled to support her falling body with the sword,

"It's not over yet! Hahaha!!!"

"Senior, I felt like I was blocking it just now, what the hell is it..." Miuna on Ice asked doubtfully.

However, the burly female senior on the opposite side didn't mean to speak properly: "This is the absolute gap between the ugly you and the beautiful me!"

"Ugh..."

Bingshang's body trembled with remorse. Sure enough, only the explosive muscles and healthy bronze skin of the senior could make such perfect sword moves?

I have a pity that my whole body is limp, no matter how much I exercise, my muscles can't harden, and my skin can't get dark.

What is the relationship between kendo and beauty?

She doesn't know the answer, but since she is usually in a losing position, she can only believe in the words of the winner.

Those female seniors with stalwart figures and wild looks have always belittled her for being unattractive like this.Since she was a child, she has heard this kind of words and her ears are callused.

She originally thought that she had gotten used to her own ugliness, but every time she failed, her unwilling body still trembled.

"Please, fight with me again!"

"No, have you forgotten what the master said? The loser has to do a good job of chopping wood! Hurry up and chop wood, this kind of labor is most suitable for a man like you, haha!"

The woman named Etsuko Ano, whom Miuna Icegami called her senior, left the dojo with a satisfied smile after placing the evaluation of herself on her junior.

Miyuna on the ice watched her back reluctantly, then walked to the corner of the dojo with her feet turned, and wrapped up the wound on her thigh with a bandage pitifully.

Unlike the seniors who are usually having fun, in comparison, my practice amount is definitely not less, and I even practiced more secretly.

But even so, she would always lose to them every time they competed, which she couldn't understand at all!

This should be due to the inborn talent. It is also the method taught by the master. The seniors can grow such strong muscles with casual practice, which will naturally bring stronger strength and faster speed!

This is the difference in beauty!

Miyuna Icegami, who has been distorted by her predecessors since she was a child, stood in front of the mirror in the corner of the dojo with low self-esteem: "Not only am I ugly, but I am also dragged down by these two useless fats. Seniors."

Of course, in fact, Miyuna on Ice is graceful and graceful, which is in line with the aesthetics of normal people.

Compared to Etsuko Ano, who mocked her for being ugly, Miuna on Ice has an overwhelming advantage.

However, the seniors in the dojo headed by Ano, out of jealousy, have belittled her superior beauty since childhood.Thanks to this, the relatively innocent Miuna Hikami foolishly believed it.

Moreover, she, who lived with the sword, never went to school. The so-called compulsory education was completely canceled by the master, and they were completely devoted to the way of swords.

Then, after she stepped out of the society as a solver, this concept became more ingrained-because the "clients" she met all looked at the ice girl who brandished a sword and completed the commissioned work with eyes as if they saw a monster. Miyuna.

This is also a matter of course, a guy who kills like hemp will inevitably make people feel scared and fearful.

So Miuna Icegami also naturally believed the lies of her seniors, and then she got the habit of drinking milk in order to make herself more beautiful.

In fact, this is the milk that the master let them drink for the better growth of their bones.

The seniors who were tired of milk gave the youngest Miyuna on Ice what they could not finish, and they called it: Drink more milk, so that you can have beautiful bronze skin and steel-like body like us. Muscle can become strong!

This kind of absurd excuse can only be believed by the naturally dumb Miyuna on ice.After that, she loved drinking milk very much, even when she was an adult.

Now, Miuna on Ice, who was defeated in another sparring match, came to the firewood room of the dojo and began to chop firewood.

The weather was sweltering, and the masters and seniors in the dojo were all women, so she took off her shirt and wrapped a white towel around her chest, sweating profusely after chopping firewood, so she could go directly to the shower.

Just as she was doing her work seriously, she heard a voice from behind:

"Miyuna."

Hearing this familiar voice, she immediately put down the ax and turned around to bow at 90 degrees:

"You, hello, master!"

Miyuna on Ice greeted a middle-aged woman, and the woman nodded:

"There is a commission."

"Eh? Now?"

"Correct."

The master's order is absolute, at least until one's own independence.