"I want to verify it elsewhere." Shiroye Cheng said calmly at this time.

"……here?"

"Um."

Verification is completed-

Softness:s

Resilience:s

Pressure value:s

Suitable temperature:s

Combat Power:ss

The data obtained by the experiment was much beyond Shiroshima Cheng's expectations, but after adhering to the accurate data, Shiroshima Cheng conducted the experiment again and finally found that the actual results were still the same.

The girl in front of her opened her beautiful eyes and asked softly: "Have you tested it?"

"The results of the experiment are very satisfactory," said Makoto Shiroya.

Gong Baiyuyou sucked his tender white fingers, and his pupils seemed to have loving patterns.

“Where did you learn these?”

"Material." Gong Baiyuyou's answer did not exceed Shuangye Cheng's expectations. After all, all this guy's ideas must be inseparable from the materials he collected. But for some reason, maybe it was the other party's skillful operation, Shuangye Cheng subconsciously

Looking away, "You seem to be very skilled?"

The girl looked at Shiroye Cheng with beautiful eyes as unwavering as the well water, and then slowly moved away: "It was also before."

"Eh?" Shiroye Cheng was stunned for a moment, "I meant before."

"I have also done this in collecting materials." Gong Baiyuyou's gentle voice surprised Shuangye Cheng, but hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't ask.

Did she mean that she also helped others do these things?

Or -

Seeing that Shuangye Cheng stopped talking, Gong Baiyuyou's eyes flashed for a moment, as if asking Shuangye Cheng if he was curious?

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

"Anyway, you are lying to me." Shuangye Cheng hugged his arms and was speechless.

Gong Baiyuyou blinked her beautiful eyes, then stuck out her tongue expressionlessly.

"Discovered~"

"Sure enough, Gong Bai, who loves to tease others."

...

The night gradually deepened.

Wiping gently with a handkerchief, a long-haired girl sat by the bed and cleaning her body. She had scars of all sizes on her body. The most obvious one was the wound that had just been sutured on her abdomen. At this time, there was a red and swollen area around the gauze.

Very scary.

"Why do you want me to move in and take care of him?" Because Ninomiya Ye couldn't take a shower for the time being, she chose to wipe her body with a handkerchief and warm water. At this time, she was thinking about her grandmother's decision, and seemed to be a little confused.

Is it because he is better?

However, among the peers Ninomiya knew, although Makoto Shiroya was excellent, there were many more powerful people than him.

Moreover, my grandmother didn't ask her to take care of a boy.

Is it sword technique?

Ninomiya remembered the strange swordsmanship of Shimoya, as if he slowly understood something. Indeed... Shimoya's unique swordsmanship could make grandmother make such a decision.

But these are not what she should consider.

After all, now I only need to take care of Shiroye Cheng and satisfy him.

Thinking of this, the girl slowly stood up and changed into loose pajamas.

"Sword..." He subconsciously tried to hold the sword, and Ninomiya's expression was slightly stunned.

Where is the sword?

But the next second, she recalled that she seemed to have placed it on the sofa while eating, and when she came up, she was busy packing her luggage, and actually put the most important weapon there.

Ninomiya Ye opened the door and came to the first floor.

At this time, there was only a short-haired girl sitting on the sofa in her school uniform. She said that the school uniform was actually just a loose white top and she didn't wear a school uniform vest, but under the pleated skirt, she was wearing pantyhose well. Maybe

It was because the short-haired girl was reading a book with her legs raised, and the flesh color under her black pantyhose was faintly visible.

"Hmm?" After hearing the movement from the stairs, Suzuki Jung put down the book and met Ninomiya Ya.

"Good evening." After a lazy greeting, Suzuki Suzuki continued to read the book in his hand as if he was not caring.

Ninomiya Ye approached the past before he noticed the cover of the book—

"Cultivating a hidden scumbag in 38 days makes Tokyo rich women unable to stop!"

Ninomiya Night: "…"

Strange and weird.

After pooping, he picked up the black bamboo knife placed on the sofa, Ninomiya Ya seemed to have a lot to ask Suzuki Kuro, but he still didn't ask.

Finally, she said, "Long time no see, Miss Suzuki."

"We just met today." Suzuki Jun smiled.

"Just just think that's the case, why did you show up here?" Ninomiya Ya finally asked, and there were no one else now.

"Why am I here?"

After Suzuki put down the book, he asked, "Why can't I show up here?"

"But you are not..."

"I'm just an ordinary high school student who ran away from home, a poor and homeless person."

"Homeless, Miss Suzuki, what you said is a bit ridiculous." Ninomiya Ye couldn't help but smile, and then saw Suzuki's face also smile.

Ninomiya Ye's expression changed for a moment, and then he said, "Miss Suzuki, you have changed a lot."

"People will change in the end."

"Although you are much better than before, you still feel unattainable."

"That's just your illusion." Suzuki Jun, "When you look at a person with glasses of different colors, no matter what the person does, the color you think is in your eyes."

Suddenly, a door on the second floor opened, and a shaking "Pikachu" suddenly walked out, interrupting the conversation between the two.

After walking to the first floor, ‘Pikachu’ stood in front of Suzuki Jun.

Suzuki Jun asked, "What's wrong?"

"Skin."

"Hungry?" Suzuki Jun seemed to hold his arm like a level 10, "No, you will get fat if you eat midnight snacks."

"Pikachu" immediately knelt on the ground, as if there was a layer of black low pressure around it.

Seeing that Suzuki Suzuki did not respond, "Pikachu" sat on the ground and moved to the corner of the wall bit by bit, and turned around from time to time to look at Suzuki Suzuki.

If the headgear has a dynamic expression, it is probably now qwq.

"Okay." Suzuki Jun had no choice but to stand up, then took out the eggs from the refrigerator to help the foodie get a takoyaki.

"Skin." A doll man hugged Suzuki Kuro's thigh and acted coquettishly.

Suzuki Kushuo stirred the egg liquid expressionlessly: "Please don't touch my legs next time I thank you."

...

After 'Pikachu' went upstairs with Tamako's roasted plate, Suzuki Jung looked at Ninomiya casually, and then asked in a plain tone: "Is it surprising?"

“It’s not the same as I think.”

"So your impressions and thoughts about me are only subjective." After Suzuki Jun finished speaking, he cleaned the stove.

"It's also your tinted glasses, I think I'm out of reach."

"I'm just an ordinary person."

After saying that, Ninomiya Ya slowly bent down: "I'm sorry Miss Suzuki, I'm too self-righteous."

"There is nothing to apologize for, and I have long since ignored other people's thoughts." Suzuki Jun's tone was extremely plain, but when she said this, she suddenly seemed to think of something, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"No, I still care."
Chapter completed!