Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

"Haah~ What about the strange ceiling......"

Xia Yan, who didn't know that someone was calculating him, lay on his back on the bed, yawned and said a little lazily.

Eimi Hashimoto, who was supposed to sleep with her, is no longer in bed.

Due to some disturbing dreams yesterday morning, Hashimoto Eimi's home became a little dirty, and Natsuhiko originally wanted to find a house nearby that was pleasing to the eye.

Empty all the people inside, and deal with it for the night.

However, considering the health problem, I finally found a homestay with a good environment under the leadership of Hashimoto Eimi.

Although it's still a white prostitute.

However, it was not Xia Yan who took the initiative to ask for a white prostitute, it was mainly the money in the yang world, and they couldn't spend the money if they gave it.

The owner of this B&B belonged to the unpleasant wave in his cleaning yesterday afternoon.

So he became one of the lucky crowds with a probability of only 3 out of 10.

Probably having learned a lesson from what happened yesterday, there was no one who didn't open his eyes this morning to disturb Natsuhiko's clear dream, so that he could sleep until he woke up naturally.

Although I still played late at night yesterday, it seems that the wind has passed in the morning, and there is no smell of 177 turbidity in the room.

The faint smell of food wafts through the air.

It made Xia Yan, who hadn't eaten for a long time, feel a sense of hunger for the first time in a long time.

When I was studied, I had to endure all kinds of pain every day, and I would die to reset my physical state when I was fine, and when I was sober, I was thinking about how to get out of the predicament and how to take revenge on society after escaping.

I don't have the time to care about these things.

And after entering the [Xia Yan Mutual Aid Space], although the perception of self is substantial, there is no such chaotic feeling.

This is also the reason why the Natsuhiko were able to use Aruba as a punishment without any scruples.

Because it doesn't hurt at all.

Otherwise, when I share my memories, it will be the equivalent of me hitting myself.

Now that I'm back in my own world, I'm a little unfamiliar with this feeling.

"Is this what it's like to be alive? "

"The needle is good......

While sighing, Natsuhiko followed the scent's guidance to the living room, just in time to see Eimi Hashimoto bring the last plate to the table and set it up.

The TV was turned on at low volume, and the morning news was playing on it.

At first glance, Xia Yan felt that there was a breath of life.

It's like a newlywed wife preparing everything for her husband in the morning and then watching him go to work.

But this feeling only stayed in his heart for a moment, and he left it behind.

After all, who is serious, the little daughter-in-law wears a fruit apron in the morning and walks around the living room.

"Allah~, Natsuhiko-sama, have you already woken up? Breakfast is ready. "

After seeing Xia Yan come out, Hashimoto Yong said angrily.

I can't see the posture of crying and begging for mercy yesterday night.

"Breakfast...... Let's put it there first. "

"Eh, isn't it unappetizing, I deliberately learned Chinese food online. "

After hearing Natsuhiko's words, Eimi Hashimoto looked a little lost.

It's just that soon, she can't care about the loss.

Because she had been pressed on the table by Xia Yan in a posture that was not yet fully understood.

"No, I just think I should eat you first. "

......

After the morning exercise, Natsuhiko and Eimi Hashimoto, who seemed to be very full, ate a cold breakfast while watching the news that was constantly being broadcast on the TV.

“...... The famous host of Tokyo TV has checked into the US Embassy at 6 o'clock this morning......"

"These idiots, don't you even pretend?"

Looking at the news that had appeared more than ten times in an hour, Xia Yan couldn't help frowning and complaining.

"Lord Natsuhiko, they probably want you to have a conflict with the Americans (CBFJ), and then involve the U.S. military in Japan. "

"Do you want to find a way to assassinate him?"

Eimi Hashimoto said in a hoarse voice. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

There was a pair of people who ate the breakfast they made little by little in front of the tutorial.

He doesn't look very hungry.

"No, I'm just bulldozing the embassy, and I don't plan to keep that kind of thing on the territory in the future. "

Xia Yan said this confidently.

Apparently after experiencing the war against the Self-Defense Forces, he already has a clear idea of his strength.

I don't think the so-called U.S. military will be able to do what it is.

Although he didn't know where the enemy's confidence came from, Xia Yan was able to guess their thoughts.

It is nothing more than that they feel that they can defeat the Self-Defense Forces because the Self-Defense Forces are too weak, and if it is the US military, it will definitely be able to withstand the pressure with its strong combat effectiveness and successfully contain itself.

It is estimated that with the equipment and combat quality of the US military, the speed of eliminating IBM can exceed the speed of its own summoning.

So as to expose their flaws and find opportunities to attack the main body.

But!

You know, when he fought against the Self-Defense Forces, he won head-to-head in a dignified manner, and he didn't use any tactics or anything like that.

Not to mention anything else, the fact that a black ghost can become invisible alone is something that no army can handle.

Others can see the black ghost he released because he unleashed his killing intent on everyone without restraint, but it doesn't mean that Xia Yan can't control his killing intent towards others.

Even if the worst happens, if you can't beat him, you can escape. []

Although he hadn't tried it yet, he was able to teleport using Apparition Manifestation.

Annoyed by it, he teleported directly all the way to Ah Mei, you see, let the police of this world feel the pain.

You know, among the abilities that JOJO Natsuhiko has obtained, the strongest one in terms of the destructive power of a single wheel to the environment is not the flame of Magician Red, which can instantly melt steel.

It's the stand-in ability of the fat Arab man who doesn't even have a name-

- The Sun!

If he wanted to, he could make any country understand how great Hou Yi's actions were.

"You are the strongest!"

After hearing Natsuhiko's answer, Eimi Hashimoto's eyes flashed with an obsessive look.

If it is said that before Xia Yan defeated the Self-Defense Forces, she only regarded Xia Yan as a spiritual pillar and a kind of dependence that there was no way to leave.

After Natsuhiko's victory, she had completely regarded Natsuhiko as a god-like existence.

It's just that what she said made Xia Yan feel a slight chill in his waist.

There was a faint feeling of phantom pain.

This girl can't be an inner ghost, right?

Why do you always plant a flag for yourself?