"Are you on vacation, Heerrou!" Saya, who had long since transformed into a suitcase, jumped out very dissatisfied.
"There are no Zerg, no cyborgs, and no light users. How different is it from a vacation?" Haierrou splashed the water nonchalantly and scrubbed her body quickly with her usual rough movements, only slowing down on her chest.
Shit! Can't Dishani move a little gentler? Haierrou, who was gasping for air, complained in her heart. She didn't feel it when she was excited before, but now she found that she had been pinched and bruised more than a dozen times.
print.
"Even if you are right, a group of people who are still using cold weapons don't look like your opponent." Shaye followed Heerrou's example and curled her lips and said disdainfully: "But Disani, what are you going to do? You
Didn’t you just fall in love not long ago, why did you suddenly hook up with someone? And just hook up.”
"Why do you use the brutal methods in the army to help people overcome their disgust?" Shaye's expression was full of gloating, and an angry Heerrou picked up a handful of water and threw it away.
"Get out!" Haierrou's short voice sounded murderous. Well, it was just used to scare people.
Are you angry? Actually, not at all.
Lasse is dead, and Haierrou has killed the culprit. He was a great colonel before, but now he has been reduced to a second lieutenant, demoted eight levels, and even sent to do some singularity experiments. Although it seems like it now
It's very safe, but you didn't know it at the time?
Just look at the tone of the scientist who was in charge of the project at the time. Why don’t you think that these people are doomed if you are going all out to protect the data? After doing this, Haerrou felt that he had nothing to be sorry for. From then on, he
It’s him and I’m me, and there’s nothing wrong with it. What’s wrong with flirting with a girl? As for those sayings about staying in love until death do us part and committing suicide for love...
Haerrou would probably be happy if it happened to others, but just let yourself go, come on! Only when you are alive can you have hope, and nothing is more important than life! Anyway, Russell had discussed with him what to do if one of them died.
I hope that Haierrou can live well and have the opportunity to kill a few more enemies to avenge him. Haierrou will be more free and easy: "When I die, I will give all my money to the orphanage, and then you can do whatever you want, dead man"
It's not important, I just didn't expect it.
Lasse did not die in the enemy's trap, but died by one's own means. Thinking of this, Haierrou sighed involuntarily, then regretted it, and silently recited "He is him, I am me" more than a dozen times to strengthen it.
In other words, it hypnotizes your own beliefs.
"Yes, sir!" Seeing Heerrou's complicated expression, Shaye did not continue to pester her. He saluted with a playful smile, blocked all the splashes with his stance and canceled the projection.
"You know the truth!" Haierrou said and nodded. She didn't care whether it hurt or not. After a simple and rough scrubbing, she put on her clothes and went straight to the tent without even wiping off.
As for the angry Dishani, what should I do?
It’s cool! I had good intentions, so I just apologized, right? But how to apologize?
Open the door and say sorry? It feels a bit dry? Then say something else to pave the way, what should I say? We are a couple for a night and a hundred days of kindness, please let me go? I always feel that this is asking for a beating... otherwise
Go up and hug? Then have sex? I read a joke before and it seems that there is no conflict that cannot be resolved with one sex. If there is, then two...
Really? Thinking about it, Haerrou suddenly felt that any man who did that would definitely be kicked to the ground, his nose and face would be bruised and swollen, and then his legs would be broken, and then the third leg would be broken...
No, I'm trying to apologize. How can I be so addicted to beating people that I can't help myself? Haerrou found that she had wandered a thousand miles away from the topic and gave up the treatment speechlessly.
If you really can't be forgiven.
Forget it, although I really like this guy, I just like it, and there is no need to force it. As Heerrou was walking in the forest, she thought about the worst outcome: if they parted ways, Dishani's hair would be
What should I do? The hair dye won’t last too long. If it fades, she’ll be caught by some bad organization, right? I’ll have to give her some hair dye, um, some contact lenses too.
Do you want to give me another handle to grab?
Then how many bullets should be sent? I heard that the Awakened One seems to be a bit stronger and a grenade should be enough, right? As for the Abyssal One... how about sending an RL rail gun? Isn't that a bit exaggerated?
Just when Haerrou thought about the hellfire, she finally walked to her tent.
After standing for a while, I really couldn't think of anything else.
Yawning, she concluded her thought with a sigh of relief: There's only so much I can do anyway, and there's nothing I can do if I get caught. Didn't she say that she was No.1?
Well, even if you can't fight, you can always protect yourself. What nonsense are you thinking about? Go to sleep. Dishani will have to apologize when she comes back!
But.
I'm not good at apologizing! Then everything comes back to square one.
So, with a grimace, I got into the tent and went to sleep.
At this moment, what was Haerrou doing in her heart that Dishani, who was very angry and was choosing people to devour, was doing?
Sorry, she is circling the camp in great confusion. As for being annoyed?
Not at all!
Annoyed?1
Not at all!
On the contrary, Dishani felt that she was very sorry for Heerrou. She was not disgusted with internal organs. She had never been disgusted with internal organs. It could even be said that she liked or longed for internal organs.
Want to eat.
This is an impulse that has been there since the day I became a great sword. It was very weak at first and I could eat normal meals. However, as time went by, this impulse became stronger and stronger, and the food was tasteless, no matter how sexy it was.
It tastes good but tastes like chewing wax. I secretly communicated with my classmates, some were the same as me, and some said there was no such phenomenon, it was just...
The twinkling eyes of those who deny it reveal the fact that they are lying.
I am no longer human.
From that moment on, Desani realized it.
Heerrou was disgusted with ordinary people's hostility to the swords, and she sympathized with the situation of the swordsmen. Disany even learned from Liv that Heerrou would initially get angry because of Liv's hostility to Linda.
Disani was very dismissive of this. Is it wrong to be hostile to the sword? Not at all. The silver-eyed witch is not just talking. Even if she protects civilians with hatred for monsters, she cannot cover up those who wake up after awakening.
The Awakeneds who are killing people like crazy are terrifying. The civilians can't protect themselves, so they consciously stay away. Is there anything wrong with this?
No! Even the Great Swords themselves feel that it is reasonable. No matter how weak the Great Swords are when they are hostile, they will feel that it is natural because the lingering and faint desire reminds them all the time: you are not like ordinary people.
People are different, you will wake up, you are a potential threat, you are the reserve force of the devil!
Therefore, the Great Swordsmen will be lonely, weak, in pain, cry, and regretful, but the only thing they cannot do is to relieve the hostility of ordinary people. It can even be said that this hostility is deliberately indulged by the Great Swordsmen.
So Dishani dismissed Heerrou's ideas and felt that Guniya's kindness was stupid, but...
Enjoyed it a lot.
If I want to hurt them, I will leave! So I will not hurt her or Guniya! Thinking like this, Disani felt that she was despicable, but she failed to stop this despicability with dignity.
If Guniya can still use the fact that she can't live without me to make Disani feel at ease, then Haerrou can't really do it. She can act independently and can't find any excuses. Instead, she dyes her hair, puts on contact lenses, and eats delicious food.
, strange fighting methods, these all made Dishani very curious..
So, I can’t live without her! I am also helpless, right? Disani cunningly found a way out for herself, and confidently promised herself in her heart: Then let me continue to be despicable.
, until I really hurt them.
Then, by some strange combination of circumstances, when Haerrou asked her why she hated offal so much, she tried to hide the fact without saying a word: the fact that she wanted to eat offal.
You can’t eat it! Dishani, who had swallowed countless times, forced herself to lower her head and eat the tasteless barbecue, but Heerrou asked her to close her eyes and then provided her with delicious secret barbecue.
I want to eat it! It’s delicious! There’s nothing better than this! Thinking about the taste, Dishani swallowed again involuntarily, slapped herself hard in the mouth and then corrected her attitude, regretting it extremely.
I should have known that those were internal organs at that time! Why did I think of it only after seeing the empty abdominal cavity of the rabbit like a ghost? It even aroused the feeling of awakening? Dishani thought of the hot feeling of longing all over her body at that time, in Haier
The raging pleasure in Rou's body couldn't help but shudder again, and she even felt that Haerrou's body had a kind of magical power...
Otherwise, why would there be something strange like static electricity wherever her fingers touched, as if every hair was standing on end, every pore was cheering, and a fierce unknown desire was urging her heart, eager for the next moment to happen.
things, whether it's being rough
A ravage or a gentle caress? She didn’t know when she had touched her lower abdomen with her hand - the place where Haerrou had touched with her hand before. The fantasy touch became reality, making Disani tremble suddenly, and then
He slapped his hand hard.
What are you thinking! It was obviously the awakening impulse caused by eating the internal organs, so it was too cunning to rely on others! The guilty Disani muttered to herself viciously, and sighed in frustration: What on earth am I doing now?
Are you considered to have awakened? Or will you awaken in the next moment?
According to the instructor, if you lose your mind after eating offal, you are considered to be awakened, but you only ate the offal but did not lose your mind. How does this count? Semi-awakened? The distressed Disani thought about some of the students in the same class.
The case of awakening can only be attributed to partial awakening, but the partial awakening is the stomach...
They all have sharp claws and sharp teeth, so why did they become gastric awakening when they came to me? Isn't this too embarrassing? The speechless Disani decided to hide this fact in an extremely embarrassed manner. Anyway, those who were partially awakened didn't say anything about themselves.