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After seeing the horrific scene inside.

All the women belonging to the Higanbana team stopped.

Although.

They were sent to Gu Chen by Ubuyashiki Tenon.

In addition to being pretty.

They also underwent rigorous training.

In addition to the improvement of genetic drugs.

And the special combat uniforms worth tens of millions of dollars they wore.

Even if facing a second-rate hero.

They are still able to fight.

But.

Most of them have only been trained for less than a month.

Such a horrific scene.

They have never encountered it before.

Some people with poor psychological endurance have covered their mouths and couldn't help retching.

Gu Chen urged his magic power.

Life or death.

The wind of life blew, and the bloody smell blended into their bodies.

Suddenly.

They felt much better.

There was no feeling of weakness due to fear and nausea.

"Call Tianyin."

"Send someone to take over here."

"Yes, boss."

The captain of the Higanbana team immediately took out the communication tool.

After the call.

A group of girls looked at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen gently stroked Kujo Nami, who still buried her head in his arms. Under the guidance of his hand, the other party's head was buried in his legs in a half-lying position.

He gently stroked Kujo Nami's head like petting a cat.

Responded to their gazes.

Gu Chen calmly picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and said calmly: "Stand."

"Yes."

When the people from Ubuyashiki Amane arrived.

It was more than ten minutes later.

Gu Chen then took the pale girls of the Higanbana team and Kujo Nami, who was still lying in his arms with her eyes closed, away from the Kujo family.

Aoto Bookstore.

Kyoto branch.

After seeing off the last book fan, Kasumigaoka Shiyu let out a long sigh.

"It's finally over."

With her "Love Metronome".

After the library's strong promotion and explosion.

Originally suppressed.

The second volume, which was not sure whether it should be released, also began to be sold.

At the same time, her new book signing event was held.

It was very different from the first volume, where there were few fans even after sitting for a whole day.

This time.

I signed autographs from the afternoon until the evening.

Two days in a row.

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt like her hands were going to break.

It was okay.

Today is the last day for autographs after the new volume is released.

Tomorrow I can go to that hot spring hotel and enjoy the hot springs and mountain scenery.

Thinking of this.

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt better.

That famous mountain hot spring hotel in Kyoto with a history of hundreds of years was very expensive.

The cheapest room cost tens of thousands of yen a night.

If it were in the past.

She would never be willing to book that kind of room.

But now with the popularity of "Love Metronome", although the bulk of the money is still from the library, she, as a novelist, has made a small fortune.

She can still take out tens of thousands of yen.

Just thinking about it.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was thinking about getting up and leaving the bookstore to go to the hot spring hotel, and then taking a good bath and sleeping.

Suddenly.

A book was placed on the table in front of her.

["Love Metronome" Volume 2].

Looking at her own novel, Kasumigaoka Utaha was startled.

Isn't that right.

Is the one just now the last one tonight?

Thinking.

Although Kasumigaoka Shiyu was in a bad mood, she still tried not to show her displeasure and raised her head, and saw the boy who was smiling at her.

"Teacher Kasumigaoka Shiko."

"Can you sign an autograph for me?"

The moment she looked at the other person.

The expression on Kasumigaoka Shiyu's face froze for a moment.

The mind went blank. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Teacher Kasumigaoka Shiko?"

Gu Chen smiled and waved the book in front of Kasumigaoka Shiyu.

Repeated it again.

"Can you sign an autograph for me?"

"Oh, oh."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu came back to her senses.

Took the novel.

Opened the title page and signed his name.

Then.

Then closed the book and handed it to Gu Chen.

"Thank you."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu didn't know what she was thanking the other party for.

Thanking the other party for buying her book.

Or thanking the other party

"Thank you for your hard work."[]

"Teacher Kasumigaoka Shiyu, do you want to go to Shuiyun Hot Spring together?"

Shuiyun Hot Spring Hotel.

It was the one that Kasumigaoka Shiyu booked.

But.

Why did he go there too?

Has he been paying attention to me?

Or was it a coincidence.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu's mind was in a mess.

She said, "Okay."

Then.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt like she was drugged.

She followed Gu Chen in a daze.

Until she walked out of the bookstore.

The cold wind of Kyoto at night blew on her body, and Kasumigaoka Shiyu suddenly came back to her senses.

Looking at Gu Chen walking in front of her, she hesitated for a moment, but still followed Gu Chen towards his car.

But she was silent.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was still a little nervous and couldn't help but break the silence.

Said: "The signing has obviously ended, how can you still go in?"

Just finished.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt that she had asked a stupid question.

"I asked my men to talk to their store manager."

Well, it is true. (Qian Wang Zhao)

The car door opened.

What made Kasumigaoka Shiyu relieved was.

There were still many women in the car.

However.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu couldn't help but look at the black-haired woman sitting in the first row.

The woman looked about 27 or 28 years old.

She was wearing a somewhat messy cherry blossom-colored kimono.

Her hair was also a little messy.

There were still some beads of sweat on her beautiful face.

She looked tired and satisfied, and she probably fell asleep with her eyes closed.

And on her body.

There seemed to be a strange smell.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was not quite sure what that smell was.

However.

This woman was really beautiful.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was thinking about going to the toilet.

Then she saw Gu Chen walk to the woman.

He picked her up and sat down. .