When I Bind the Plot Maintenance System

After Amuro Toko...Jiaogu Ling left, Zhu Fu Kongliang still stood in his original position and did not move.

He was holding a Coke can in his hand, and the water droplets condensed on the surface of the can due to the temperature difference gathered together and slid down, and then dripped onto the ground.

Just now, he was being ripped off. Zhu Fukongliang took a sip of Coke. If there was Nozaki in this world, he always felt that the other party's lo*ic*n probably couldn't be denied.

Zhu Fukongliang drank all the rest of the Coke in one breath, and the bubbles swept across his throat, bringing an inexplicable tingling and irritation. After more than ten seconds after drinking, Zhu Fukongliang hiccupped.

Feeling the smell of Coke in his mouth, after Zhu Fukongliang threw the can into the trash can, an inexplicable intuition made him suddenly stop and look in one direction.

This time, Zhu Fukongliang didn't feel the peeping gaze, it was just an inexplicable intuition.

And this is not the first time that this feeling has appeared - in the world of good friends, it has also appeared once. Just when he met Zhu Fu Jingguang for the first time.

Zhu Fukongliang, who had vaguely realized the answer, thought about it for two seconds, and finally decided to stand still.

After all, no matter if it is a good friend or a passerby, no matter how the other world changes, the elder brother will always have the same face, but this time it is the elder sister!

Zhu Fukongliang admitted that he was quite curious in this regard, but after the other party was about to approach, the request that his brother had made before suddenly flashed in Zhu Fukongliang's mind.

Because of work, even if I meet my brother, I don't know him and I can't say hello. Brother Ling, sister... um, in a word, it's her. She doesn't look the same as the temperament of Jianggu Zero in Zhu Fukongliang's impression. Although she is well hidden, Zhu Fukongliang can vaguely perceive the answer.

So, the brothers and sisters in this world... not right.

Zhu Fukongliang held down his temple, and he didn't even know how to call him.

"...Brother will feel troubled." Zhu Fukongliang muttered to himself, and finally chose to leave in the opposite direction.

However, not far from him, a woman with short shoulder-length hair and a blue hoodie showed a hesitant expression at this time.

Is it her delusion? I always feel like I just saw...

The lady narrowed her cat-eyes, and it is difficult for a sniper's eyes to make mistakes. But just as she was about to follow, the phone in her pocket vibrated.

She stopped, took out her phone and glanced at it, looking at the familiar code name on it, and when she looked up again, the vague perception just now disappeared.

"Forget it, go back." The black-haired cat-eyed lady said softly, and went back in the direction she came from.

After leaving here, Zhu Fu Kongliang didn't think about where to go, but when he recovered, he was already standing at the door of his home address.

Zhu Fu Kongliang hesitated for two seconds, looked at "Yamamoto" on the sign at the door, and took a step back.

Forget it, let's go buy a cake to eat.

However, accidents often happen at this time. When Zhu Fukong selected a dessert shop with a good reputation on the Internet. His eyes just met the two ladies who walked in side by side at the door.

One of them has long curly hair that looks a little messy, blue eyes hidden behind sunglasses, and the color can only be seen from the side, without makeup, wearing neutral sportswear. Her aura is fierce and arrogant, making people feel difficult to approach.

And the expression on his face showed obvious impatience, and at a glance, he knew that he was forcibly pulled out of the door.

As for the other one with long straight hair, he is holding her hand now, with a smile between flattering and coquettish on his face, looking at the shape of his mouth, he should be saying, "On rare days off, go out to eat with me for an afternoon. Wouldn't it be nice to relax with tea?"

Zhu Fukongliang: "..."

Zhu Fukongliang: "..."

Zhu Fukongliang instinctively took out his mobile phone, then turned on the camera, and without hesitation, he aimed at the two ladies who were standing at the counter and pressed the shutter.

In order to avoid candid photography, Japanese mobile phones are set so that they cannot be muted. Even before the shutter sounded, the purple-eyed woman glanced over from the corner of her eye.

Zhu Fukongliang looked at the photos taken on his mobile phone, then looked up at the two ladies whose eyes were directly on him, and fell silent.

Ah, when I saw these two people, I subconsciously felt that I could use it to ridicule my two friends, and I photographed this evidence because my body was completely out of control.

Should I apologize at this time? Zhu Fukongliang thought.

The two people who were secretly photographed had already walked over with drinks and cakes, and without hesitation, they walked in front of Zhu Fukongliang: "Hello, may I sit here?"

"Tsk, was that you just now?" the long curly-haired man said in an unhappy tone.

"Sorry, I just took the photo without permission." Zhu Fukongliang apologized obediently, took out his phone and raised his head and said, "Do you need to delete it?"

Not expecting the other party to apologize so easily, Matsuda was obviously stunned: "...Ah?"

"Haha, don't be so fierce?" He was not rejected, so Hagihara took his friend and sat down: "So why did you suddenly shoot us just now?"

Holding half of her face, she said in a mocking narcissistic tone: "If you like your sister, you are not yet qualified for your age, kid."

"Of course, if you like the sauce for a while, I understand it!" She also gave a thumbs up.

"Hagi—!"

Hagihara rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to take a photo with me, take the initiative to tell me, and I won't refuse. Since you have apologized just now, little brother, I also choose to forgive you."

"However, it's only for me. It's not up to me to forgive me for a while~"

"The photo has been deleted, let's not blame it." Matsuda scratched his hair irritably for a while: "I shouldn't have gone out with you today."

"Oops, it's a rare day off-"

Zhu Fukongliang watched the two ladies in front of him communicate with each other naturally. Looking at these two faces, he could not help but substitute his two friends.

Then, Zhu Fukongliang looked away a little unbearably.

Oops, two friends are substituted in, so how strange the current picture looks.

Zhu Fukongliang asked, "Can you take a photo later?"

"Huh? I'm fine~" Hagihara said with a smile, "But can I ask why?"

"...Because you guys look a lot like my friends, so I want to show them." Zhu Fukongliang told the truth.

Hagihara's curiosity suddenly rose: "Eh? Really?"

"As soon as you hear this, you'll know it's an excuse." Matsuda said while holding his hands, "How can there be such a coincidence."

Zhu Fukongliang was refuted and a little unhappy, so he gestured to his mobile phone, "If you don't believe me, you can read it yourself."

Hagihara confirmed it again: "Can you really watch it?"

Zhu Fukong brightened his head.

After agreeing, Hagihara deleted the photo just now, turned a few forwards, and then she showed a bit of an unexpected expression, and sighed: "Wow—"

Matsuda glanced at her strangely for a while, and also gave a little glance over, and then she was stunned for a while.

There are not many photos saved in Zhu Fukongliang's mobile phone, because others will not mention it for the time being, but Matsuda Jinhei and Hagihara Kenji are quite good at hands-on characters.

On weekdays, it is normal for Hagihara Kenji to take his mobile phone and take pictures or do anything. For example, in order to hide some black history of Matsuda Jinping.

This is the simplest truth, eggs cannot be put in one basket. Once discovered by Xiao Zhenping, these black histories will definitely be shattered.

Then they turned to a photo, and Hagihara laughed immediately: "Pfft, you guys are good at playing hahaha!"

In the photo, the curly-haired boy is sleeping soundly on the sofa, with a dark circle drawn on his eyes and a turtle on his forehead, while Hagihara Kenji has a smirk on his face and holds a writing brush in his hand. The viewing angle is an obvious selfie.

There are quite a few similar photos, most of which are taken from a third perspective, real and lively, and many are still blurry, apparently captured in motion.

But compared to Hagihara Kenji, Matsuda Jinhei was persecuted the most in the photo.

For a while, Matsuda felt blue veins on his forehead: "Why do I think... this picture is a bit familiar?"

Hagihara replied immediately: "No, I haven't done it! After all, how could I possibly do something to your face... um! Absolutely never!"

"The more you emphasize how I think you're more guilty, you bastard!"

Ah, the personalities here are also very similar, so Brother Ling, Sister... There is definitely a problem over there, it's acting. After all, no matter what, the difference in personality will not be so big.

After the commotion was over, Hagihara returned the phone to Zhu Fukong Ryo, "How should I say, this similarity makes me wonder if I have any younger brothers - can you tell me their names?"

Zhu Fukongliang looked at her and said nothing.

"Ah, Yanmi-chan was rejected!" Hagihara Yanmi sighed exaggeratedly with her chin propped up: "It's a rare experience."

"In that case, are you willing to tell me your name?" Hagihara Yanmi asked with her eyes bent.

"Ye..." Zhu Fu Kongliang paused for a moment, met those drooping purple eyes, turned the words that had reached his lips, and said, "Kongliang."

"Sora? Well, what a good name~" Hagihara Kenmi commented, and then introduced herself with a smile: "I'm Hagihara, Hagihara Yanmi, hello, Xiaokong Ryo."

On the other hand, Zhufu Jingzi, who was gathered at the safe house, received a strange question from You Tameran. She said, "Didn't you meet Ley's younger brother at the station before? Scotland, do you have any brothers or something? ?"

Scotland was a little puzzled about the friend's knowingly asking. After he was about to answer, he remembered what happened before he came back, and for some unknown reason, he was suddenly silent for a few seconds: "...No, right? It should be."

Bourbon: …Huh? Why hesitate?