Just reborn Two-dimensional, doomsday

"Just before the doomsday, Yukinoshita Yukino, the second lady of Yukinoshita's family, was good friends with Yui, that's why I said that."

"I see..."

Yu Gongyao nodded clearly.

The conversation ended here, and Asuna absent-mindedly ate the noodles.

Looking at her profile, the corners of Yu Gongyao's mouth curled up slightly.

"Asuna, do you want to find your daughter?"

"Eh?"

Asuna was a little confused, looking at the boy who was smiling and looking at her, she was not sure if she heard it wrong.

"You heard that right."

After Yu Gongyao drank the last sip of soup, he continued calmly:

"Anyway, I'm planning to go to the camp under the snow. I'm worried that no one will lead the way. You should know how to get there, right?"

"I know, I know..." Asuna bit her lip, "But it's far away, and there are many monsters along the way, plus the influence of the fog, it's too dangerous."

"You don't have to worry about the fog."

Yu Gongyao waved his hand and turned to look out the window.

"After the typhoon stops, there will be at least half a day to a day. That is a rare opportunity."

Hearing his words, Asuna showed a tangled expression, and after a long time, she sighed softly and shook her head slightly at him.

"No need, instead of bringing along me as a burden with no fighting power, it will be safer if you go by yourself, Mr. Yugong."

"Who said you have no fighting power?"

Seeing her expression of worrying about gains and losses, Yu Gongyao raised his eyebrows, took out two 95 rifles from the space and shot them on the dining table.

"this???"

Asuna's eyes widened slightly, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

After a long time, her doubtful voice sounded.

"Amiya-kun, how did you do it? Is it magic or?"

"You can ignore this for the time being, maybe one day when I am in a good mood, I will tell you."

"Okay...but I can't shoot..."

As soon as this sentence was said, Asuna felt like crying, she felt that she was really useless.

Forget it, it's better not to drag Amamiya-kun down.

Thinking of this, she grabbed her knees with both hands and buried her head deeply in her chest, for fear that she would hurt Yu Gongyao on the way to the snow camp because of her heartbeat.

"Can't shoot?"

Yu Gongyao propped his face with his right hand, looking at the woman pretending to be an ostrich in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised deeply.

"I can teach you."

Chapter 091. I like Yao Amamiya who is in the upper class

Asuna raised her head and looked at him with hesitation.

She didn't know why Yu Gongyao was so kind to her, but it was undeniable that she couldn't say anything to refuse, because she also wanted to reunite with her daughter.

"Amiya-kun, thank you."

After thinking for a while, Asuna could only attribute the reason to the fact that he needed a guide to lead the way.

"You clean up the dishes and chopsticks first, and I will show you how to familiarize yourself with the guns later."

"it is good."

Yu Gongyao stood up with a faint smile, picked up two guns and walked towards the second floor.

The typhoon had already gotten dark earlier than usual, and the light at this time was completely dimmed.

Asuna took out the remaining half of the candle from yesterday, lit it with a lighter, and after washing the dishes with the help of the fire, she came to the bedroom where he lived temporarily.

Under the light of the orange fire, Yao Yugong was sitting cross-legged on the yoga mat, skillfully assembling various accessories of the pistol.

"Sit first."

He didn't raise his head, but tapped the position beside him with the barrel in his hand.

Asuna fixed the candle on the desk, then knelt down beside him.

"Crack."

After it was assembled and the bolt was pulled, Yu Gongyao handed the pistol to her, and then began to teach her to identify various functions.

"You get good with the pistol first, and then you learn the rifle."

"Trigger, safety, bolt and hammer only need to be opened one by one..."

Following his explanation, Asuna nodded from time to time, and occasionally asked questions.

After talking for a while, the two came to the utility room on the second floor. As soon as they opened the window, the howling wind and splashing raindrops rushed into the room.

Yu Gongyao pointed out the window and said, "Try to shoot a few shots first."

Now it is a typhoon and rainstorm, the gunshots can be well covered, and there is no need to worry that other zombies will rush to besiege upon hearing the sound.

"it is good..."

Asuna was a little nervous, standing not far from the window, holding the gun in her right hand, her index finger on the trigger trembling.

"Don't be so nervous."

Seeing that her body was a little stiff, Yu Gongyao walked up behind her and held her trembling arm tightly with his right hand.

Sensing that his front half was pressed against her back, and her left hand was still resting on her lower abdomen, Asuna's cheeks flushed slightly.

"Ready to shoot."

Although the faint body fragrance kept wafting into the nose, Yu Gongyao's expression was not too turbulent.

The inexplicable possessive desire in her heart is a trivial matter, and teaching her to shoot well is the top priority now.

After all, the road to the camp under the snow will definitely not be smooth, if there are some low-level mistakes, it is not a joke.

Hearing his calm tone, Asuna took a few deep breaths, temporarily suppressing the wild thoughts in her heart, and pointed her gun at the flickering night sky in the distance.

"boom!"

As the trigger was pulled, some terrifying gunshots came to her ears, and her arm subconsciously wanted to lift up, so as to counteract the force of the shot.

However, Yu Gongyao's burning palm tightly grasped her right arm holding the gun, so that the hand that was originally on the upward trend remained firmly in its original position.

"Remember that feeling?"

Amamiya Yao's question stunned Asuna for a moment, then she blushed and shook her head.

She was so focused on listening to the gunshot just now that she didn't remember a thing or two about the feeling of shooting.

"Then continue."

Her nose was teased by her fragrant hair, Yu Gongyao tilted his head back slightly, this itchy feeling was a little uncomfortable.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!..."

The gunshots rang out uninterrupted, and soon dissipated in the wind and rain.

All of a sudden, the sound of wind, rain, and gunshots, the three combined to form a continuous and pleasant sound.

Asuna's expression became more and more joyful, and she felt that she seemed to be able to grasp the weapon in her hand.

She didn't hear Yu Gongyao yelling to stop, and she didn't think much about it, she just explored more skills in the continuous shooting.

In the dim sight, Yu Gongyao glanced at her serious side face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Although her shooting skills are still a bit rusty, her hard work is commendable.

Yu Gongyao let go of the hand that was holding her right arm tightly, his chin rested lightly on her shoulder, and his gaze lowered a little unconsciously.

His vision was strengthened by the rain of blood. Although the light in the utility room was dim at this time, the bright night sky flashed from time to time, allowing him to take in part of the beautiful scenery in just half a second.

What a magnificent woman!

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"By the way, Amamiya-kun, what is the loading capacity of this pistol?"

Asuna suddenly felt a little strange, this pistol seemed to be unable to run out of bullets...?

According to what I saw in the movie, the average pistol does not only have 6-9 rounds of bullets at most.

And she just... seems to have fired more than 20 rounds?

"Don't worry about bullets, just don't keep shooting."

His absent-minded reply made Asuna a little strange, she turned her head slightly, wanting to see what he was doing at this time.

Out of the corner of Asuna's eyes, he just glanced over, and saw that his eyes were closed at this time, his chin hanging lightly on his right shoulder.

Only now did she suddenly realize that a pair of fiery palms were caressing her lower abdomen inadvertently.

"Amiya..."

"Boom!!!"

Her cheeks turned red in an instant, and her rosy lips opened a crack. The sound of thunder instantly resounded through the sky, followed by a dazzling thunder.

"Boom..."

There was a faint sound of falling to the ground in the utility room.

Because she was frightened by the thunder, she couldn't help taking a few steps back, knocking down Yu Gongyao behind her.

"Amiya-kun, I'm sorry!"

Asuna blushed and hurriedly stood up from his lap.

"You practice first." Yu Gongyao waved his hand, "I'll go back to the bedroom first, if there is anything you don't understand, you can come to me."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, preparing to send a message to the team members in Tokyo, asking if the weather there was as bad as Chiba's.

"call..."

Only herself was left in the utility room, and Asuna pressed her left hand on her chest, feeling her beating heart, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Amiya-kun...wouldn't like those who belonged to the upper class..."

As soon as this thought came up, she shook her head vigorously until she calmed down.

"Let's practice guns quickly, and stop thinking about it."

After talking to herself, she pointed the gun out of the window with a focused expression.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!..."

The gunfire continued to dissipate in the wind and rain, and the dark utility room was illuminated by thunder from time to time.

On her tender neck, an imperceptible blush loomed.

In another bedroom on the second floor, Amamiya Yao was relieved after making sure that all the team members in Tokyo were safe and sound.

He rested his left elbow on the desk, propped his palm on his cheek, turned his head to glance at the direction of the utility room, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

092. Xue Nai, Yang Nai

It was night, and the heavy rain became violent again.

On the second floor of the main house in the Yukinoshita residential area, in a bedroom.

The orange flame of the candle on the bedside table swayed occasionally, driving the darkness in the bedroom into the corner.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Yuihama Yui looked at the bad weather outside the window, not only did not have a trace of worry, but was somewhat joyful.

"When are you going to stand?"

"Are you going to become a Wangmu stone?"