Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Nino Nakano: “Then I’ll see you at your house tomorrow afternoon~”

With the phone screen turned off, Kitahara couldn’t help but rub his eyebrows.

He never thought that Nakano’s quintuplelet sisters would choose to study in their own homes.

Forget it, his villa is indeed quite large anyway.

Even if the five of them live together, it will not be crowded at all.

“It’s time for us to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department.”

Miwako Sato couldn’t help but glance at the phone in his hand, and then said casually.

Unexpectedly, Kitahara still likes to hang pink rabbit pendants on his mobile phone?

She thought a little subtly in her heart.

“Yes, Sato-senpai.”

Not noticing the gaze coming from his side, Kitahara nodded lazily.

The patrol work of the Metropolitan Police Department is still very easy.

As long as the prescribed kilometers are covered on time, it is entirely up to them to decide where to patrol.

When Kitahara was patrolling alone, he liked to hang out at cafes and shops every day.

Brush kilometers while touching fish.

But Miwako Sato is completely different from him, and she has a very serious attitude, and she has completed three consecutive inspections of urban areas in just a few hours.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

By the time the two of them returned from patrolling, it was already past two o’clock in the afternoon.

All that remains is to simply write today’s report, and it’s almost time to leave work.

It’s just that the reality is often a little different than expected.

“So, we have eight people going to the crime department tonight.”

Kitahara half-propped his cheeks, looking at Yumi Miyamoto, who didn’t know when he came to the search class, and asked speechlessly.

When this woman knew that he and Miwako Sato were out on patrol, she went to the criminal department by herself to find someone she wanted to meet.

So far, the number of people in the friendship has been found.

Then why did you ask me in the morning?

“That’s right, you have Miwako, Takagi, Chiba and…”

While chanting her name, Yumi Miyamoto took the black tea poured from him and took a sip.

“It’s really worthy of the black tea you brewed, it’s still as delicious as ever!”

Feeling the rich tea fragrance, Miyamoto Yumi’s eyes lit up, and she couldn’t help but praise.

One thing is to say, the black tea brewed by Kitahara is simply the best she has ever drunk.

“All the freshly brewed black tea will let you drink it, but-” Kitahara shook his head helplessly, and then asked with some doubt, “Will Chiba also go tonight?” ”

He remembered asking Chiba and Shin in the morning, and the tone of the other party’s refusal was very firm.

“I lied to him that there are several girls in the Ministry of Communications who also like Kamen Superman, so Chiba agreed.”

Miyamoto Yumi raised her head and looked at Chiba Kazushin in front of her, and then smiled and leaned into his ear and whispered.

You woman is too mean…

Kitahara felt a subtle warm sound coming from his ears, and couldn’t help but tremble, tilting his head to the side slightly.

“Oh, you’re shy?”

Miyamoto Yumi raised her eyebrows, looked at Kitahara Shun, who was moving her head away from herself, and said teasingly.

“Who is shy, and don’t talk in people’s ears, it’s itchy.”

Kitahara said weakly.

“Really, I thought you had a crush on me.” Yumi Miyamoto poked him with her elbow with a smile, and then slowly stood up and walked towards Miwako Sato’s position, leaving a word by the way.

“At seven o’clock tonight, at the Mizukito restaurant in Cuptocho, remember not to be late.”

“Got it.”

Kitahara took a sip of the hot tea in his thermos cup and responded in a slouchy tone.

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“See you tonight, Takagi-senpai.”

When it was time to leave work, Kitahara said hello to Takagi Wataru who was located at the door and left the office of the search division.

Outside the Metropolitan Police Department.

Kitahara took a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, accompanied by a crisp sound, and the rising flame ignited it, emitting a little spark.

I occasionally have to change my taste after work, and I always eat lollipops, but I will decay.

So while you still have time, let’s go to a knife shop near Tokyo.

Kitahara sat in the car and couldn’t help but think in his heart.

After sifting through a knife shop with a relatively high praise rate on his mobile phone, he drove directly over.

For this kind of thing, Kitahara Mon himself did not know much about it, so he simply followed the recommendation of the clerk.

“Half a month’s salary is out like this.”

Kitahara looked at the long box with exquisite packaging in his hand and sighed slightly.

His monthly salary as a police department was 400,000 yen, and the knife directly cost more than half.

However, compared with the million-yen collectibles in the store, his more than 200,000 yuan is not too expensive.

“When I go back later, let’s help Xiao Dora cook a dinner, and then try a knife, and it’s almost time to go to Cuptocho.”

Kitahara glanced at the time on his watch and whispered to himself.

……

Yonehana Town.

2-chome Hachibandi.

“Little Dora, I’m back.”

Kitahara took the long knife he had just bought, pushed the door and walked into the entrance.

Hanging his light blue coat on a hanger, he walked slowly into the kitchen in slippers.

Opening the refrigerator and taking out the remaining ingredients from it, Kitahara began to prepare today’s dinner.

Since he will also go to the Mizukito friendship in Cupto Town later, he does not need to make his own part.

Simply making an egg fried rice, he greeted Doraemon, who was still lying in the living room watching TV.

“Mon, don’t you eat dinner?”

Looking at the egg fried rice with a tempting aroma in front of him, Doraemon scratched her ears suspiciously and asked.

“I’m going to the fellowship tonight, so I won’t eat.” Kitahara shook his head and explained.

“Going to networking again?” Doraemon, who ate a bite of egg fried rice, was stunned for a moment, and then a speechless expression appeared on his face, “Obviously, you said last time that you wouldn’t go to death…”

“Hurry up and eat your egg fried rice.”

Kitahara rubbed its head hard, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard with the katana that had been opened.

Reed celebrities… Let’s try the simplest word first.

Thinking so, Kitahara held the handle of the knife with both hands, stood straight, and recalled the reed celebrity moves engraved in his memory.

Hands are slowly raised above the head, the center of gravity of the body is shifted forward, and the sound of breathing gradually becomes slow.

The next moment, the long knife in his hand slashed straight forward.

One word chop.

The sound of breaking the air whistled in his ears, and a sharp knife mark appeared on the dirt ground, spreading all the way to the trunk of the cherry blossom tree directly in front of him.

This is already considered sword qi, right?

A trace of consternation flashed in Kitahara’s eyes.

You know, the distance between him and the cherry blossom tree is two meters, which can cut its trunk and leave a slight knife mark on it.

Is this the strength of the reed celebrity?

It’s already the pinnacle in this world!

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