I, Hikigaya, the Fourth True Ancestor

"No……"

"Then did she show off to you?"

"No, Tobiichi-san's face has always been expressionless."

"What's so weird about that?" Miura Yuko was confused. If Tobiichi Origami bullied her friend, she would definitely go to him to settle the score, but since the other party didn't do anything, there seemed to be no score to settle.

"Tobiichi-kun, she's been running into me a lot lately. I always feel like coincidences are too much. And last time I saw her taking my gym clothes and sniffing them while there was no one in the locker room..."

It's hard for Wuhe Shiori to say more. All in all, Tobiichi Origami's behavior revealed a strange feeling.

"Are you sure you are talking about Tobiichi Origami and not confusing her with some nasty uncle who is harassing you?"

Miura Yuiko looked puzzled. In her eyes, Tobiichi Origami was just the second Yukinoshita. They were all girls who pretended to be cold and annoying all the time. She couldn't live up to that image.

"Could it be that, Guhehehehe, I know, it's..."

Ebina Himina, who wanted to speak on the side, was a short-haired girl wearing glasses, but her speech felt a bit awkward, and she was directly interrupted by a precise hand knife from Miura Yuko.

"Jina, don't go to this barber shop again!"

"Alas, I'm just stating possible facts!"

"It's enough for you to be a barber shop in the BL field, don't get involved in more weird things."

Miura Yuiko rolled her eyes at her friend. Ebina Himina is a person who is very good at ignoring the atmosphere. To be precise, she is good at using unbearable atmosphere to blend into the atmosphere.

For example, now, the gloomy atmosphere that had just enveloped Mr. Touhai Laoming seemed to have disappeared. After some fruitless discussions, Itsuka Shiori was going home.

After all, she still had a little sister who was waiting for food at home, so she had to go home as soon as possible.

……

Wuhe Shizhi opened the door, and the table in the living room was turned over to form a defensive fence like a roadblock.

By the way, behind the roadblock, you can see a head tied with a white ribbon and twin ponytails trembling.

Wuhe Shizhi tiptoed from the side of the table to the back, and sure enough, her cute and timid sister was trembling behind the table.

It was an immature girl with long red hair tied into twin ponytails tied with a white ribbon. Her trembling appearance was endearing. She was none other than Itsuka Shiori's younger sister, Kotori Itsuka.

"Hey!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Itsuka Kotori was grabbed by the shoulders by Itsuka Shiori, and he screamed without any temperament, waving his limbs hurriedly.

"Calm down, calm down, Kotori, it's my sister."

"Uuuuuuuuah, sister is evil."

"Oh oh oh, you're not a bad person, my sister is hungry."

"Hey, hey, hey, I got it, I got it."

Itsuka Shiori hugged his lovely sister and patted her shoulder, making Itsuka Kotori gradually relax, like a hamster that had relaxed its guard, very cute.

"I'm going to cook." Wuhe Shizhi comforted his sister, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Both of his parents, who both work for a large technology company, are often away from home. At such times, Itsuka Shiori, as the older sister, takes on the full responsibility of preparing dinner.

Although her personality is a bit boyish and carefree, don't underestimate Itsuka Shiori. She is one of the best in terms of feminine power, especially in cooking, as if she has already undergone bridal training.

Itsuka Shiori was cooking dinner, while Itsuka Kotori was obediently watching TV in the living room.

However, watching TV is not a good thing, right? What is good is studying and doing homework?

"Kotori, you can't have snacks before meals."

After finishing dinner, Shizhi Wuhe came over and tried to snatch away the lollipop that Wuhe Kotori was licking.

"Hmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

However, Wuhe Shiori failed to snatch it. Wuhe Kotori kept her mouth closed and resisted crazily, preventing Wuhe Shiori from pulling out the lollipop. As a result, her originally cute face became ugly and funny.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the dignity of the eldest sister is blocked, we can’t let the younger sister eat snacks before meals!”

Wuhe Shizhi is working hard!Wuhe Shiori's hand slipped!

"Hey?"

When he realized that he had slipped, Wuhe Shizhi's head had already hit the corner of the upturned table. What was originally a simple roadblock turned into a deadly weapon at this time.

The sharp table corner smashed Wuhe Shizhi's head, and his long blue hair was dyed red with blood, dripping with some funny blood!

"Ouchi-chan!!!!!"

Wuhe Kotori's heart-rending roar still echoed in his ears, and Wuhe Shizhi seemed to realize the fact that he was about to die.

It would be too cowardly to fall down and be killed because you grabbed the lollipop from your sister's mouth.The girl named Wuhe Shiori screamed unwillingly in her heart!

'I haven't even been in love yet!How could he die for such a nonsense reason? '

'Kotori, I will be more careful when I snatch your lollipop in the next life! '

Of course, no matter how much you dare not in your heart, physical death cannot be prevented. Wuhe Shizhi's eyes could no longer stop closing, and his consciousness returned to darkness, as if he was about to die...

as if……

Chapter 137 I have already taken the form of Hachiman’s master

"haven't seen you for a long time"

In the darkness of consciousness, a voice I heard somewhere echoed in my mind.

"Finally seeing you..."

A tone that sounded like nostalgia and affection.

"I'm so happy, but there are too many problems, one mistake after another, and I can't help it..."

who are you?Even though Wuhe Shizhi asked like this, she still didn't get any answer. The strange female voice made her feel familiar yet strange.

"Even so, I won't give up. We will meet again eventually..."

The incredible voice suddenly stopped at this moment, and Wuhe Shizhi seemed to have stopped in his dream.

Didn't he die because he grabbed his sister's lollipop? In theory, he should be in heaven now, but the dark environment around him is obviously not the atmosphere that heaven should have. At this time, Itsuka Shiori began to doubt his life. .

"If you die for this reason, will you still go to hell after death?"

Suddenly, a burst of bright light shone over, and a woman holding a flashlight appeared in front of Wuhe Shizhi.

"Unfortunately, this is not hell." The woman who looked like she wanted to sleep said in a listless voice that matched her facial expression.

She came closer, and there was a scent of shampoo on her body. Of course Wuhe Shizhi didn't feel anything about it. She didn't think she was a lesbian, but this woman did give her a very friendly feeling.

"who are you?"

"okokokok……"

The woman did not answer Itsuka Shiori's doubts. She stood up with a dull expression and lifted her hanging bangs in boredom.

When the distance between the two parties reached a certain distance, Wuhe Shizhi was finally able to see the full face of this woman - a woman in her twenties wearing what looked like a military uniform.

Her hair is tied up casually, her eyes have obvious dark circles, and a scarred bear doll pokes its head out from the pocket of her military uniform. Although she doesn't know why, this has become her biggest feature.

"I am Reine Murasame, who serves as the analysis officer here. Unfortunately, the medical officer is out now... Oh, don't worry, although I don't have a license, some simple medical care is not a problem for me."

……

Wuhe Shizhi was a little speechless. Although the other party said not to worry or something, was this not a factor worth worrying about?

What's more, the woman in front of me looks extremely weak, with thick dark circles under her eyes, as if she is about to die suddenly at any time. Such a person should lie down on the hospital bed quickly instead of taking care of others, right?

"Where is this?" Wuhe Shizhi looked around. She was lying on a simple folding bed. White cloth surrounded the bed, creating an independent space like a school health room.

However, the strange thing is that for some unknown reason, the ceiling here actually shows a scene of exposed rough pipes. This kind of scene rarely occurs even in dilapidated houses with old decoration, right?

"Oh, this is Frasiconas' infirmary. They sent you here because you were unconscious."

"Buddha what?"

"Frasikonas."

"Fo what Nas?"

"Frasikonas."

"What a convoluted name, so where is this Buddhist place?"

"Frasikonas."

……

Are we really communicating in Japanese?Considering that the other party's appearance does not look Japanese, Wuhe Shiori is not sure. Maybe communication barriers are normal.

"Excuse me..."

Wuhe Shizhi imagined that he still spoke. After all, there was no one else here. If he wanted to figure out the situation, he might have to communicate with the strange woman in front of him.

But the other party interrupted Wuhe Shizhi's casting: "Follow me, I want to introduce someone to you. You should have many questions in your mind now, but I am not good at explaining. For details, you can ask that person directly. "

After finishing speaking, Murasame opened the door curtain. There was a fairly wide space outside the door curtain. There were about six beds side by side. At the end of the room, there were some medical equipment that she had never seen before.

Murasame Reine staggered towards the direction that seemed to be the entrance and exit of the room.However, not long after, her footsteps suddenly hit the wall, and her head hit the wall with a thud.

"Are you OK……"

"fine."

Itsuka Shiori hurriedly helped Murasame Reine, who looked like he was about to faint, but the other party comforted Hisuka Shiori and said that he was fine.

"Sorry, I haven't had enough sleep recently."

"You seem to be in a very bad mental state. How many days have you not slept?"

Faced with Wuhe Shizhi's doubts, Murasame Lingine pointed out three fingers.

"Three days?"

"30 years."

"Just kidding?"

However, Wuhe Shizhi also realized that in this world where all kinds of extraordinary powers existed, the other party obviously did not look like an ordinary person.