Thousand Blades of Death

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Wu Ziji's remarks instantly reminded a piece of music that they had better go to the beach with Miyamoto Ruri on the weekend, and they went to the church to swim at Ono Temple. His face changed quickly. How could he be so idiot? ?

Wuziji glanced at his expression as if recalling it. He rolled his eyes angrily, buckled his neck, pulled it to his side, lowered his voice, and said in his ear: "You don't like Ono Temple Do you hurry up and take advantage of this opportunity, otherwise I'm afraid people will run away."

I was struggling for a while, but I was put on the spot by the next sentence of the dance collection: "I looked at most of the girls in our class who were trapped at the foot of Amano, even the ones that were interesting to you before The same is true, if you are really confident that Ono Temple will not fall under the capture of Amano Mahara, you can calm down and go on."

A stunned look of a dancer who is close to him, when will he be so serious to warn people?

That's right, the dancers with hippie smiles on weekdays are like a different person now, looking at him with a serious face, his eyes reveal the eyes that see through everything.

Yi Le glanced at the dancing subset in surprise, and turned his eyes to Amano Mahara's direction. Thinking of the transformation and the wrongness of Ono Temple during this time, he rarely agreed with the dancing subset.

Pouting, looking at Wuziji, shaking his head, his eyes revealing inquiry, and lowering his voice: "Strange, do you have such seriousness in ordinary times? Is it greasy?"

Wu Ziji made a grimace with a hippy smile: "You think too much, I just can't see the queen becoming a mortal."

queen?

A piece of music followed her sight, Miyamoto Ruri's figure was printed in her eyes, she looked at Wuziji in surprise, her mouth opened and closed, eh? No way?

Feeling a startled gaze, Wu Ziji rolled his eyes angrily and squinted his lips: "Oh, what are you looking at?"

I was stunned and shook my head subconsciously, "No, nothing, then you will accompany me to a place after class today."

Wuzi glanced at him, nodded, and scrambled back to the table, staring in a daze.

After seeing it, he sighed.

The goal is too ambitious, and success still requires continued efforts.

No matter how you look at it, Miyamoto Ruri is not like the type of interest in Maiko, which can be seen from the roughness on weekdays.

So, in fact, he is a good friend, right?

The two people here whispered, and Tian Yema also ended up chatting with Tonghua Qianji. Without a trace, he glanced in the direction of the two people, his lips slightly provoked.

Just looking for him to borrow a piece of rubber, Tonghua Qianqian looked at Amano Mahara in surprise: "What's wrong? I laughed so..."

"What's laughing?"

Amano Mahara looked at Tonghua Qiantang with a smile.

Tonghua Qianji glanced at the unusually brilliant expression on his face and shivered. "It's so creepy to laugh, okay, rubber."

Without a word, Amano horse passed the rubber.

As the weekend approached, Tonghua Qianji looked at them at Ono Temple happily and suggested excitedly: "Little Saki sauce, glaze sauce, thrush, shall we go shopping?"

Ono Temple, who was drinking a drink, looked at the excited Tonghua Qianjian with a surprised look: "What's wrong? Is there anything to buy in Qianjian sauce?"

Tonghua Qianshen was lying on the table, the chicken nodded and nodded: "Yeah, don't we say that we're going to play for two laps on the weekend? Have you all bought good stuff?"

Xiaoye Temple said by her, she looked at Tonghua Qiantang with surprise, and put down the drink in her hand: "Is there anything I need to prepare?"

Even the thrush looked blankly at Tonghua Qiantang.

Only Miyamoto Ruri nodded calmly: "I'm ready."

Tonghua Qianqian heard the words and instantly seemed to have found a confidant. After grasping Miyamoto Ruri's hand, he excitedly joined the past: "Still Ruri sauce understands me, you are ready!"

Miyamoto Ruri looked helplessly at the scratched hand and subconsciously smoked.

After Tonghua Qianqian knew that she quickly let go of her hand: "Ah sorry."

I always had strong hands, and looked at my opponent's red and swollen hands with guilty conscience.

Miyamoto Ruri withdrew his hand expressionlessly: "It's okay."

Onoji looked puzzledly at the two people in front of him: "What the **** are you two doing?"

Even the thrush rubbed his head in a headache and looked at his elder lady puzzled.

Tonghua Qianchang wailed with a cry: "Of course it's a bikini!! Why can't I go to the beach without a bikini!!!"

coax!

Hearing the content of her wailing, Ono Temple and Thrush were taken aback by her boldness, and their cheeks flashed red around them, "The glass sauce is so open..."

"Cough, Missy!"

Tonghua Qianjian saw that they were so thin-faced and couldn't help but want to vomit: "Okay, don't say so loudly." The tone dropped, and the volume was lowered: "Ono Temple is ready for a swimsuit?"

Ono Temple, who was lying on the gun, had flushed cheeks, lowered his head subconsciously, and felt a few curious eyes, more uncomfortable, and whispered back: "No, no, my clothes are all prepared by my mother..."

Tonghua Qianji looked at Ono Temple in surprise, remembering her shy and gentle temperament, and instantly understood, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Yono Temple, your mother must be a Yamato Fuzi, and you will be a Yamato Fuzi in the future. , Are you right? Glaze."

Ruri Miyamoto heard the subconscious longing for Ono Temple, and remembered the other party's all kinds of things. With the shy stop of Ono Temple, he slowly said: "Well... if you remove the cooking, it really is."

After being so praised, Ono Temple felt that his cheeks were hot and conditioned reflex: "Don't say it, let's go shopping!" Try to divert attention.

After receiving the answer from Ono Temple, Tonghua Qianji successfully diverted his attention happily: "Good! Go shopping! Bikini walks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that he had been pulled for a while, and he looked at Shizuhiro Shiguro doubtfully: "What's wrong? Thrush."

Shojiro Shiguro struggled twice: "Wouldn't Claude make arrangements for swimwear?"

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