I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

"Ah! You little beasts!"

Like a fountain gushing out from the cracks in the ground, the punk rivet man, who occasionally looked around, was caught off guard by the hot broth. The right half of his face was almost cooked, and his face was as red as a chicken just out of the oven. crab.

The punk rivet man was shaking all over in pain, staggering and using his remaining good eye to look for the faucet used to water the flowers in the yard to cool himself down.

The two gangster youths who were competing with cement blocks were startled by the sudden tragedy of the punk rivet man, and wanted to go up to help, but the punk rivet man shook off their hands and said frantically:

"Go and break that damn door open, don't try too hard."

Qiuye Asuka's actions not only failed to stop the bad guys outside, but instead angered them. Qiuye Asuka's fragile face was full of determination, and she would protect her sisters even if she risked everything.

In the crisis, Alice squatted down and smiled to comfort a group of lolita younger than herself. Her smile was as sweet as a cherry tomato. Who didn't notice that her little hands holding the skirt were already covered in sweat.There was a barely concealed look of reluctance in his eyes.

The punk rivet man was groping on the wet grass, and suddenly he caught a soft thing. He raised his hand and saw the undigested buckwheat batter in his hand. There were also a few yellow bean sprouts in it. The punk rivet man almost missed it. Didn't spit it out.

I tried my best to hold back my nausea and finally found a soft water pipe, and I was about to follow it up and turn on the faucet...

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Natsuko Kondo looked back worriedly every step of the way, wanting to see if Wuma Xingjin had caught up, so she didn't walk very fast.

After a while, Wuma Xingjin appeared in sight carrying two large bags of food. Natsuko Kondo breathed a sigh of relief before continuing to lead him inside.

Due to planning problems in the early years, this street has complex buildings. It is easy to get lost if no one is there to guide you.

It used to be a street near a bustling area in Tokyo, where many local influences were born.

A large number of passengers, and a stable business environment where protection fees are paid on time, initially developed quite well, until the economy went down, and all the capable people ran away, leaving empty buildings to accommodate homeless people and criminals. Become a corner that no one cares about.

Looking up from the divided shadows of the building, the huge LED billboard on the tall building in the distance is like a superior god, dominating everything in sight.

"We're here." Natsuko Kondo said, pointing forward.

In such a sludge-like world, there is a wind chime located at the edge of an unfinished building and a corner extending from a residential building. Although the 40-year-old style small bungalow is dilapidated, it is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Just like in the bustling classroom, Yuan Qingxue, who was motionless as usual, seemed particularly lonely.

This small bungalow is in the style of a minister.

It's just that there's a thing on the ground that's wriggling like an earthworm, which somewhat spoils the scenery.

Wuma Xingjin stepped on the punk rivet man's wrist, arched his body and asked: "You are a street bastard, what are you doing here!"

The punk rivet man let go of his hand in pain, half of his face was covered with blisters, and transparent liquid was flowing, and he cursed:

"Get out of the way! You bastard!"

"Don't you know whose territory this is?"

Wuma Xingjin was not interested in knowing and kicked the water pipe aside casually and asked:

"Can you explain the reason why you are targeting Nia Asylum?"

Even if all the gangsters who do dirty work are driven away, the problem will not be solved. If the instigator is not found out, there will be a next time. The next time, Wuma Xingjin knows this kind of thing very well.

The other two gangster youths rushed forward with righteousness, but within the blink of an eye they were each clutching their broken thighs and screaming.

"If you don't cool down, you will have to live with a disfigured face for the rest of your life." Wuma Xingjin reminded him in a kind tone.

"It's the senior executive of Doqiao Construction Development and a young man!" The situation was stronger than the person, and the punk rivet man vomited everything he knew.

Without Wuma Xingjin's hindrance, Punk Rivet Man washed the wound with cool water. When the pain subsided, Punk Rivet Man glanced sinisterly at Wuma Xingjin, who was thoughtfully walking towards the door of the bungalow, and took out a switchblade. Stab this damn student boy in the back.

As expected, Wuma Xingjin raised his arm and got stuck, punching Punk Rivet Man in the abdomen. The violent spasm of his diaphragm caused Punk Rivet Man to cough up a large mouthful of acidic water. His brain was deprived of oxygen and he suddenly lost the ability to move.

"Go away, don't let me say it a second time."

Wuma Xingjin didn't want to waste time on these minions.

Natsuko Kondo shouted outside: "It's okay!"

"Is it Sister Xia Zi?" Hearing the familiar voice, Qianye Asuka breathed a long sigh of relief and patted Linglong's chest, feeling lucky to survive the disaster.

"Sorry, I came back late."

Kondo Natsuko blushed a little, feeling a little embarrassed to be called Natsuko-sister by her sisters in front of Wuma Xingjin.

"Alice made dinner today!"

"It's broth!"

The little Lolita, who was wearing a cute cook uniform, smiled very sweetly. Natsuko Kondo knelt down and touched Alice's head and praised:

"Really? I will eat all the food Alice made later."

The girl who once had low self-esteem and jumped into the river has grown into a person who can be relied on.

Alice twisted her fingers and said, "It's all spilled. Alice has wasted all the food she prepared."

With the crisis temporarily lifted, the atmosphere in Nia's asylum relaxed. They gathered around Natsuko Kondo and asked about Minamoto Kiyoshi.

Qianye Feiniao looked at Wuma Xingjin warily, like a ferocious little beast:

"Who are you? Why are you here to help us?"

Ever since 'that incident' happened, she has been extremely wary of any unfamiliar faces.

Chapter 233 Please call me Mr. Nosy

Wuma Xingjin wiped his hands with a wet wipe, squatted down so that Qianye Asuka wouldn't look up, smiled kindly and stretched out his right hand, introducing himself:

"Wuma Xingjin, a guy who likes to meddle in other people's business."

"Mr. Nosy!" A little loli called out.

"No, no, Sister Qingxue said, it's Mr. Scumbag Club Member!" Another loli corrected the mistake and said emphatically.

What on earth did the minister tell these lolita people behind their backs... His reputation as a great and upright person was completely ruined.

There seemed to be a misunderstanding, but Chiba Asuka was released from the 'alert' state after hearing Wuma Xingjin's name.

Qianye Feiniao looked at Wuma Xingjin's palm. The hand that was stretched out in the air suddenly returned with a hiss, and he hugged his chest with a cold expression on his face.

I don't know if it was Wuma Xingjin's illusion, but Chiba Asuka's posture looked a bit like a minister.Or is it imitation?

Wu Ma Xingjin was eager to solve some questions. Seeing that the environment in the asylum had become a mess, he suppressed it for the time being, put on gloves and started to help clean.

With the tireless adult Wu Ma Xingjin joining in, except for a missing piece of glass and air leakage, the cleaning was almost complete by the evening.

Wuma Xingjin planned to show off his cooking skills, but at Alice's strong request, he had to sit on the round carpet on the first floor and was curiously questioned by a group of little lolita.

"Mr. Nosy is indeed a handsome big brother, but is he really dating several girls at the same time like Sister Qingxue said?"

"Wow, Mina is going to be so popular when she grows up!"

"No, Mina can't imitate Mr. Scumbag. It will be terrible if she becomes a Tokyo hottie in the future."

"Here, Mr. Nosy, does Mr. Nosy like Sister Qingxue? Will he stare at Sister Qingxue's legs with lustful eyes?

I know, because Sister Qingxue's skin is cool and feels very comfortable to the touch. Everyone will like it, so Mr. Nosy will definitely not be an exception. "

The children's thoughts jumped very quickly, and the bad things that just happened were instantly forgotten.

Looking at their carefree looks, it makes people feel as happy as eating toffee. No wonder the minister works so hard for them. He would do the same thing if it were him.

Not to mention whether there will be dangers on the way to school in this street environment, it must be expensive to feed so many children. If you think about it carefully, it is a headache.

Thinking back to the time when I had to work part-time in a convenience store to support myself and Kotoyuki Arakawa, it was difficult, but it was thanks to the introduction of Yu Akane Kobayakawa that I was able to enter the rich circle and work as a tutor, so I had plenty of money, not to mention the dozen or so people who were growing up. The body of a child is gone.

No wonder the minister has been using cheap temporary food to solve the dining problem. Apart from the standard school uniforms, he has rarely seen regular uniforms. Now it seems that the money saved is going to be clear at a glance.

The rich ladies he saw at the art appreciation carnival could buy an entire mineral vein in a third world country with the money in their hands, but they would not waste a penny on these flowers growing in the gaps.

I don’t know how many untouched high-end ingredients have to be thrown away in the splendid banquet, but here just a bowl of pork bone soup with soba noodles can make the little lolita smile with satisfaction.

It is too easy to make money with the minister's ability, but... Yuan Qingxue cannot do such a thing.

Time difference, information difference, shamelessly taking advantage of the inherent advantage gap to take shortcuts, and becoming a winner in life with a taken-for-granted attitude.

After coming back to his senses, Qianba Asuka sat upright on the sofa, obviously very interested but insisting on pretending that 'I just happened to be here'.

"Is it really okay for Mr. Scumbag to have sex with so many girls at the same time?"

"I heard there was news about death from overwork."

"Wow! How scary! Don't die, Mr. Scumbag."

There were too many questions from the little girls, and Wuma Xingjin couldn't answer them all. Otherwise, wouldn't he be found guilty?

Seeing that the topic was getting sidetracked, Wuma Xingjin slipped out and bought a few pieces of glass and tools for cutting and installation at the door and window shop. When the little cook prepared dinner, the windows of the asylum were restored to their original appearance because they were brand new. , even cleaner and more transparent than before.

After dinner, Wuma Xingjin found an opportunity, walked to the sink and stood with Kondo Natsuko, and asked her question:

"It stands to reason that it should be easy for social welfare institutions like asylums to collect donations, right?"

Unless you are not eligible to hold a fundraiser.However, the specifications of this small bungalow are obviously built according to the design of the asylum. It is very different from the house for normal living. It also looks to be a few years old. It is obviously not a temporary reconstruction, and it should have the corresponding qualifications.

The Minister is anything but pedantic.So, why?

The hand washing the plate stopped abruptly. Natsuko Kondo's index finger clasped the plate tightly. She was trembling as if recalling some unsightly memory. Chiba Asuka appeared silently and kicked Wuma Xingjin. calf.

"Don't embarrass Sister Xia Zi."

"Come here with me. If you want to know, I'll tell you."

Wu Ma Xingjin was a little worried about Kondo Natsuko's condition, but the latter gave him a look that said there was no need to worry. Wu Ma Xingjin followed Chiba Asuka up the stairs. The walls were covered with crayon paintings made of various lines, and the lights on the stairs were Flashing due to poor contact.

Chiba Asuka stood in front of a room with a door sign that said "No one except Sister Qingxue is allowed to enter."

Seemingly noticing Wuma Xingjin's gaze, Qianye Feiniao frowned displeased and glared at Wuma Xingjin, but because he was too young, he had no deterrent effect at all.

"come in."

Qianye Feiniao looked at the young man in front of her without leaving any trace. It was obvious that Wuma Xingjin's help had initially gained her trust.

It was the first time a man's name appeared in Sister Qingxue's mouth. She wanted to see what made Wuma Xingjin different from ordinary people.

It was not the first time for Wuma Xingjin to enter a girl's boudoir, so he was not as nervous as the little boy. However, he noticed that the sofa facing the door was covered with an expensive-looking woolen blanket, but the edges were a little rippling.

He wouldn't be surprised if he showed up at Kobayakawa-senpai's house, but this is Nia's asylum where poverty is evident everywhere.

It was as inconsistent as the appearance of a female knight in the Goblin Cave.

"Hey! Who asked you to sit there..."

"Ok?"