My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 As Kitahara Hideji closed the door, Yoko Ono breathed a long sigh of relief and erased the three numbers 110 on the phone screen. After checking that the battery level of the phone was running low, he quickly put the phone on standby. Then she stepped forward cautiously and picked up the bento box.

　　 The bento was hot, and the fragrance wafted out as soon as it was opened. It immediately made her mouth produce fluid, and her saliva almost flowed out, she was indeed hungry.

　　 She thought for a while, didn't dare to eat, she forced herself to cover the bento box again, put it in her schoolbag, hid the schoolbag in the corner, and ran downstairs quickly.

　　 She walked out of the apartment building and immediately flashed into the shadows, carefully observing the surroundings. Fortunately, it was remote and there were almost no pedestrians on the road, which made her a little relieved.

　　 She walked carefully along the street along the drain, and whispered: "Hyakujiro, Hyakujiro..."

　　 "Meow!" Her voice alarmed a wild cat, and a stern meow frightened her. Then the cat jumped off the wall, glanced at her proudly, and walked away leisurely.

　　 Ono Yoko patted her chest and looked around again, "Hyujiro, where are you?"

　　 "Wow! Wow!" As the dog barked softly, a small milk dog emerged from the gutter, wagging its tail, and rushed to Yoko Ono's feet, very happy.

　　 Ono Yoko hugged it and shouted happily, "Hyakujiro, so you are here!"

　　 Hyakujiro licked her hand, arched her head in her arms, and then looked up to lick her face.

　　 Ono Yoko pushed the dog's head, giggling and saying, "No, it's so stinking."

　　 She quarreled with the puppy for a while, and immediately realized that it was not safe. She looked around vigilantly, then sneaked into the shadows with her puppy, ran to the apartment building, and quickly fled back to the front of the house.

　　 She put the puppy on the ground, stretched her fingers to her mouth, "hush", and whispered: "No barking, Hyakujiro."

　　 The puppy was very obedient, so he sat there wagging his tail, panting quietly without making a sound.

　　 Ono Yoko dragged the schoolbag and took out the lunch box, and Hyakujiro smelled the scent, the dog's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tail wagged more happily, but he still didn't bark, just waiting there.

Ono Yoko put the lid of the bento box in front of it, and whispered a little embarrassedly: "Hyojiro, it should be non-toxic, it may be drugged at best... If I get fascinated, it will be miserable. I’ll protect you if you’re stunned, so please try it first. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Onixan looks like a good person and should be fine. Tomorrow I will find a way to help you make something delicious to compensate you."

　　 Hyakujiro didn't understand, and his tongue was tilted, a pair of dog eyes were glowing green in the dark, seemingly looking forward to it.

"You are hungry too!" Yoko Ono said, tearing off a piece of chicken and taking some rice and vegetables and putting them on the bento box, while Hyakujiro lowered his head and smelled it, his tail wagging like a propeller, "huh" The sound was even more rapid, and he quickly raised his head to look at Ono Yoko, waiting for her to order.

　　 Ono Yoko happily touched its dog's head, and smiled: "Hurry up and eat!"

　　 Hyakujirou immediately lowered his head and gobbled up, the sound of the dog's mouth "Has ha ha ha" made Yoko Ono even hungry. Hyakujiro quickly swept away the food, and even the lid of the lunch box was so shiny, Ono Yoko hesitated, and added some more to it, "Let’s eat half of it! Slowly, I don’t have any. Eat, there is no more."

Hyakujiro is a puppy, estimated to be two or three months old. After eating half a bento, he licked the oil from the corner of his mouth and was satisfied. He rubbed on Yoko Ono's feet to show her hospitality, and Yoko Ono hugged him. , Gently stroking its back, scratching its belly from time to time, making it hum comfortably.

"Hyakujiro, how are you on the street? Don’t run around on the street normally, be careful of cars, and don’t fight with other dogs. When encountering a dog hunting squad, just like I taught you, drain the water quickly. Drilling in the ditch sewer, understand?" Ono Yoko brushing the dog's hair, whispered to him, "I will have my own home in about ten years, Hyakujiro, will you be old by then? But You must persist until then, this is our agreement!"

　　 "Woo..." Hyakujiro looked up at Yoko Ono, not knowing whether he understood or not, but the dog responded with a low voice.

　　 Yoko Ono played with Hyakujiro for a while. Seeing that Hyakujiro was still very energetic, he put it on the ground, took out the bento, separated the convenient chopsticks, put his hands together, and said happily: "I'm going!"

Hyakujiro sat at her feet, staring at her with his tongue out, Yoko Ono taught it while eating, "If my mother comes back later, if I say run, you will run against the wall, don’t say anything, I understand. ?"

　　 Hyakujiro didn't answer this time, just staring at her lunch. Ono Yoko said distressed: "I'm hungry too if I say it's half a person! Okay, I'll give you a little bit at last."

　　 She divided a bit of rice and put it on the ground. Hyakujiro immediately rolled her tongue into her mouth, and the dog's eyes were full of joy.

　　……

Kitahara was full, so he carefully re-covered the disposable bento box and put it in the trash bag in the bathroom. Then he scratched his head looking at the mold on the floor-he spent two hours removing the mold when he first arrived. , The result is now again.

　　 RB has an oceanic climate with extremely heavy humidity. The apartment has been old for a long time, and as a result, mold grew everywhere in spring, which made him unbearable. He is a native of northern China, where he rarely sees hairy things, everything is dry and dry, and he is very self-disciplined, likes things neat and clean, and now there is no way to make him feel very uncomfortable with these molds. .

　　 He took a brush and brushed a few conspicuous areas, but it was of little use. He sighed and dropped the brush and went back outside. He picked up the phone and opened the schedule, considering whether to allocate more time for cleaning.

　　 He thought about it for a while, ruthlessly allocated another two hours for mold removal on the weekend, and then re-adjusted the schedule to allocate all the free time during the week to swordsmanship practice.

　　 The vitality value was almost full, and he touched the Su Zhen stick again and started Su Zhen practice. With the improvement of the skill level of [Ancient Swordsmanship], the understanding of swordsmanship in the brain seems to be clearer.

　　 The so-called "Su Zhen" practice is to raise the sword about forty-five degrees behind the head, cut it out while sending the foot forward, and then retreat at a certain point. As for this point~www.NovelMTL.com~, the position is different depending on the genre. Some genres are cut to the chest and abdomen, and some are cut to the end, without mercy.

There are many purposes for doing this training, such as getting used to holding the sword correctly, improving arm strength, practicing strength, and training endurance, but the most important thing is mastery-it is impossible to guarantee that every sword can be cut, if there is no such strength. At this point, I didn't have the habit of taking it back under Yijian Zhankong, then the opponent could not fight back under the counterattack, and it was directly accounted for.

　　 This can be regarded as the basic skill of RB swordsmanship. It should be constant from beginning to end.

The small room was relatively sultry, and soon Hideo Kitahara sweated again, and his muscles had not rested before, and now they are filled with lactic acid again, and the pain is unbearable, but he still wields the sword stubbornly-there is this Good conditions, if you don't work hard, that's a fool!

　　 The so-called so-called sweating and eating, you have to sweat first if you want to succeed! There is no father to fight, waiting for the pie to fall from the sky?

　　 I don't know how long it took, the left ring finger and little finger of the left hand that were in charge of controlling the sword lost their strength, and Su Zhenbang dropped out. Hideji Kitahara glanced at the experience value in the lower left corner and found that [Ancient Swordsmanship] was still at LV5.

There is no way. The skills in the original game are very easy in the early stage, but after letting the players enjoy the benefits of the skills, they will cheat. Either you need the liver or you need krypton. It is more difficult to upgrade. It is a game production company. One of money tricks.

　　【Japanese】His skill in reading the kana syllabary and mixing experience hardly reached LV5, and then relying on daily dialogue to accumulate experience. Currently, he has reached level 7 and he intends to improve his swordsmanship quickly, so he can only redouble his efforts.

　　 He panted and sat down to rest, touched the "Little Art of War" books, and was ready to take a look. At this moment, there was a loud noise coming from outside, followed by a loud curse.