I saved a lot of Tokyo love heroines

"Puff!"

It was just like the terrifying blow of weeping ghosts and gods today, as if the entire sky was shattered by this terrifying blow, and went straight to the sky, reaching the deep mysterious space.

That tenacious and condensed spear tore through the heaven and earth, exuding a torrent of spiritual power, dyeing the entire sky into crystal clear light!

The sky was torn apart, and the wind was surging instantly, as if the whole space was trembling!

A large stream of water from the Milky Way is pouring down!With an incomparably terrifying impact force, it collided fiercely with the huge spiritual power emanating from the gun!

Make a "Zi" and "Zi" sound!

The momentum is terrifying.

The traces of the cracks in the sky continue to wash down the water of the Milky Way, and sprinkle it on the dry and clean land, nourishing all things.

Kitahara Araki looked dark, and silently took a pillow to cover the area.

But things are not over yet.

After a short rest, after recovering their physical strength, the two sides began to organize their equipment and entered the fighting stage.

After washing his whole body, Kitahara Araki carefully carried Yukino who had a slightly injured knee and went back to the room in the middle of winter.

Watching the nutrient water flowing out of the vase spread all the way to the outside of the room, and there was a faint smell, the whole room was messy, and the quilt and pillow were unusable.

Kitahara Araki took out another set of quilts and beds prepared in the cabinet in the room, replaced them with new ones, and then took a mop to mop up the water on the ground.

Immediately, the whole room looked much cleaner.

However, there was still a faint smell permeating the entire room.

Kitahara Araki opened the closed windows and opened the black curtains, letting the cool summer breeze outside take away the restlessness inside the house.

"Huh... This is really much more comfortable."

After cleaning the whole room clean, Kitahara Araki, who had taken on a new look, sat by the bed and let out a breath of stale air.

Although the air has its own breath, but this smell is still a bit weird in the nasal cavity, and Kitahara Araki doesn't like it very much.

Looking at Yukino Midong who was resting at the side, Kitahara Araki got into the quilt and began to prepare for rest.

The long night, the loneliness in the wind, no one knows.

Of course, Hanako at home was excitedly watching the TV series.

As a human or a former evil spirit who has been dead for many years, Hanako hasn't watched TV for many years.

I can only be bound in the dizzy and dark space of another dimension all day long, and only occasionally have the opportunity to break through the space and come to the real toilet on the second floor, but it is only illusory and powerless, and I cannot interfere with anything. Scary look to frighten others.

As an evil spirit, she can only stay and move in that different dimension space that belongs to her alone most of the time, and she is only accompanied by boundless black air, and nothing else is loneliness.

Most of the time, Hanako can only perceive the outside situation through the vague scene, but even these insignificant conversations and information can make her happy all day.

After all, she was the only one in that different-dimensional space. Although she was a terrifying evil spirit, Hanako was still very kind, but she was gradually exaggerated by the black energy in her body and became fierce. So when she saw the outside world again, she completely let go of herself and saw the beautiful side of this world again.

Hanako herself has not seen too many good-looking things, and she has no way to obtain other information channels to relieve her boredom. Watching TV now can learn more about the outside world, and it can effectively relieve her boredom.

Now, except for the prison-like prison, Hanako immediately released her lively and lovely nature. She likes to watch TV with rich and colorful plots, so naturally she has become her first choice.

Even if Kitahara Araki is gone, Hanako doesn't care about it now. After all, as a female ghost last night, she absorbed a lot of breath from the human body. Her existence can still rely on these existences for a long time, and she doesn't need to worry that she will dissipate soon.

In the distance, in a room on the second floor that was dimly lit, Zizhigong Xiahua was also restlessly lying on her little bed, her eyes were wide open looking at the bright light bulbs, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Tonight, many people are standing on their sides, not knowing what to think.

. . .

Now every day is tens of thousands, and I start to post and save manuscripts. If the results are not good, I will try to put them on the shelves quickly.

Chapter 38, Chapter 39

Day two.

Kitahara Araki, who woke up early in the morning, yawned, his eyes were slightly black, and he looked listless.

It's true, last night he didn't get a good night's sleep, and he kept fighting monsters in a terrible nightmare.

Although the battle was won, the losses were heavy!

Because the nightmare lasted all night, Kitahara Araki, who woke up early in the morning, only slept for a while, and his tired body didn't get a rest, so he would naturally be so sleepy.

Even though he was tired and sleepy, Kitahara Araki really didn't want to continue to sleep.

Today is Sunday, the last day of the weekend, and it really shouldn't be spent in a slumber.

And Kitahara Araki still remembers that he has something to do!

How could it be possible to sleep?

It's seven or eight o'clock in the morning, not long after the sun came out, exuding warm morning sunlight, and it feels warm and not dazzling when it shines on people.

Looking at Yukino Midong, who had fallen asleep beside him with a very satisfied face, Kitahara Araki didn't know what to say.

"Boom."

Gently moving her body and getting out of bed, there was a slight sound from the bed board, but fortunately, such a slight movement did not wake up the sleeping Xue Nao Shen Dong.

Kitahara Araki put on his clothes, went to the bathroom and tidied up after washing, looked at the still handsome figure in the mirror with the clear eyes of a young man and smiled.

Wearing a white long T-shirt on the upper body, a gray sweater on the outside, a set of casual clothes and white sneakers on the lower body, a simple and refreshing look.

To be honest, Kitahara Araki didn't do much research on dressing, but just matched a few styles according to his own feelings.

But as the saying goes, a man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle!

There is some truth to this statement, but not much.

What kind of clothing is worn on what kind of person is the most important.

Just like the school uniforms in the east, they are really so-called old-fashioned and ugly, and they are really a magic weapon to reduce the value of appearance!

As long as you put it on, your appearance will be reduced by about 50% in an instant, from a handsome guy to an ordinary passerby, who is that?

But even though it is such a heaven-defying artifact, it still doesn't have much sealing effect in front of a real handsome guy!

A handsome man looks good no matter what he wears.

Even wearing the school uniform of Tubie has a different sense of innocence and youth, which is really a blow to dimensionality reduction.

So, even so, wearing a pair of simple and clean clothes, Kitahara Araki's handsome appearance combined with this tall figure, the effect is still amazing.

Although there were not many people in the morning, there were still quite a few white-collar workers coming and going. Although they had heavy makeup on their faces and a trace of fatigue, when they saw Kitahara Araki walking towards them, they would still feel amazed from the bottom of their hearts.

Just like the boy next door I imagined in my memory.

Full of sunshine, handsome, gentle and lovely.

Everything you can imagine can be found in him.

Especially the warm sunshine in the morning shines on Kitahara Araki's cheerful sunny boy smile, and there is a sense of mystery and haze coming out of the comics, as if the people and things around the sunny air are all to set off his handsomeness.

Seeing that Wei Wei Shan refused to move around and kept staring at the urban white-collar worker, Kitahara Araki smiled faintly, but he didn't care too much.

I bought a bowl of ramen at a breakfast shop that seemed to have a lot of people, and took it away. After paying, I walked towards a building with more than ten floors.

When he came to the building, even the security guard at the gate didn't dare to easily stop Kitahara Araki's progress, and looked at him respectfully but puzzled.

This boy is so handsome, but he has never seen him in the company, but as a security guard, he dare not stop him at will.

What if it is the son of the boss in the company?

If you stop it, there may be no good fruit to eat!

If you don't stop him, even if you let this boy in, nothing serious will happen, and his position as a security guard will not be affected.

After such a conversion, the security guard started to fish with peace of mind after being successful.

Kitahara Araki walked into the building, thinking of the Hirokawa Group hanging outside, thoughtfully.

Take the elevator, go all the way to the highest 12th floor, step on the passageway covered with red carpet, this floor is the boss office of the whole group.

The lower floor is the staff's office space, and usually only very urgent matters will be reported, and the environment is very quiet.

Looking at the delicate materials on the wall, the silky and reflective marble floor, and the thick sound insulation material, Kitahara Araki smiled slightly.

Sure enough, as expected of the boss's office, in terms of sound insulation, it is perfect first!

Not afraid of subordinates hearing anything.

Kitahara Araki walked into the office with admiration. There was a bald man sitting on the seat, and a secretary wearing a black silk skirt and glasses was sitting on his lap. The two seemed to be chatting about something.

Seeing someone coming in, the secretary was about to get angry and ask questions, but unexpectedly, the bald boss pushed him away, trotted over immediately, and shouted respectfully:

"Boss! You are here, sit down!"

The secretary who was pushed away saw this scene, which surprised her, and she couldn't believe it. Is this still the boss she remembered as majestic and domineering to his subordinates?

How did it become like this now?

Although he had all kinds of complicated thoughts in his heart, seeing his boss salute the handsome young man in front of him respectfully, the secretary naturally didn't dare to be rude, and quickly followed the boss's pace to trot over to salute and say hello.

"Hello boss, I'm Secretary Gong Qingya."

Wearing black spectacle frames, her hair tied up, and wearing a black dress, Gong Qingya lowered her head and said in a respectful tone.

After Kitahara Araki gave a faint "hmm", he came to the table in the room, looked at the work massage chair that had been used for a long time, and said to the bald head behind him:

"Get me a new chair!"

"Yes!" The bald head replied to the doctor very respectfully, and then directed the secretary next to him to deal with the matter quickly.

Soon, two employees carried the new work chair up and placed it in the room.

They glanced curiously at Kitahara Araki, and then curiously at the bald boss who was standing beside him, with puzzled and curious expressions on his face, but they left quickly.

Sitting on the new work chair, looking at the bald man and the secretary in black silk in front of him, Kitahara Araki had a playful expression.

I remember that yesterday, before he was hypnotized and brainwashed by him, the bald man said in front of Mrs. Yangli in the apartment that the secretary of his company had left because of something, and he needed to recruit a new secretary!

However, looking at the way it is now, there is no such thing at all.

Sure enough, this set of arguments was only used to deceive the innocent and lovely Mrs. Yangli and make her fall into a trap.

Chapter 39 40, When it makes people angry

in the office.

Although he was thinking about something, he did not delay Kitahara Araki to put the cheap packing box on the exquisite and beautiful nanmu table.

Picking up the disposable chopsticks, I ate some bland ramen.

There are vegetables, ham sausage, and some minced meat mixed with a full portion of strong ramen. The soup is thick and white, with the fragrance of bones and big meat.

It's still okay to eat.

It’s no wonder that when Araki Kitahara bought it in the past, the store had such a large number of customers. According to the Japanese side, it should be regarded as a store for the elderly, large and small.

Although there are many such elderly stores in Japan, they seem a bit cheap.

After eating, the bald man next to him took the initiative to assume the identity of his subordinate, and carefully threw the garbage into the trash can wrapped in plastic bags.

This is not over yet, although the bald head, who has always been very respectful to Kitahara Araki, looks very harmonious and friendly.

But it's not like that for other people. She used to be a lover and a mistress, but now the secretary is swayed by the bald man, and he wants her to throw away the trash as soon as possible, and replace it with a new one.

Then he directed a group of people to the office to do some cleaning tasks, and moved a set of tables and chairs that looked a little less gorgeous to the room.

Among them was the Xianyu security guard whom Araki Kitahara had seen when he entered the door.

The salted fish security guard glanced at Beiyuan Araki, who was sitting on the boss's seat in the original office, secretly rejoicing in his heart, but his face was indifferent. Fortunately, he didn't have a head fever to stop the boy.

Otherwise, judging from the current situation, the young man dared to sit in the position of the original boss, and the boss has always been respectful to him, so it can be seen that he is a person with status and background.

If I dared to stop him outside the building, he would definitely hate me, a small person like me. Maybe the boss would resign me without his presence, and then send the underworld to beat me up overnight.

If I continue to think about it in such a miserable way, maybe I will not only lose my job, but also be beaten into a disability. In the end, my life will fall into the gloomy despair, and I can only die silently.

The more the salted fish security guard thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes. He feels that not stopping someone that time was the only wise decision he made in his life.

He tossed in his heart for a while, imagining the plot of the tragic hero in his mind, and the simple cleaning task of tidying up the room was completed.

The salted fish security guard left among the many security guards.

Nothing happened until I took the elevator back to the door and continued to be on duty.