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Chapter 76 76 and JK's daily life together

It has been more than a month since the start of school. During this period, as a person from another world, where can Jagi go except for school time?
He has no money, no house, no friends, and even his identity is fake. So after class it seems that his only option is to wander the streets and sleep in the open.

Just like those middle-aged unemployed uncles, they live under bridges, pick up newspapers to keep warm, drink cheap beer, and become part of the "social waste."

"Yuki, please, please—"

With the idea that he absolutely did not want to be a working soldier, Jia Ji immediately prayed to the almighty Nagato Daimyojin, the first person he knew in this world.

Yuki's head slowly turned horizontally and looked towards him.

"........."

Then, it took about three seconds to turn down two centimeters, and another three seconds to raise it two centimeters, as if wondering if all the people in the other world were like him... shameless.

"I see your house is quite big, and there is an empty room. Can I..." Jia Ji rubbed his hands together like a fly, without any embarrassment on his face. There was a ready-made room in front of him, so why bother looking for it?

If there is a first, there will be a second. Now at this important moment, it is time to use what he is best at - living off a gigolo!

The man with the whitest face among the four Beidou brothers just shamelessly lives in the home of the girls' high school girl Nagato Yuki.

If we calculate based on the real age, the person living together is only three years old, and the police would definitely be called to arrest him and have him eat pork chop rice. Fortunately, they are aliens and people from another world who don't care about such things.

What kind of experience is this?
"Cool!"

Every day, the penniless Jagi wakes up from his 2,000 yen pillow, first lifts off the thin white blanket on his body, goes to the toilet to wash up, puts on his freshly refreshed school uniform, writes lines that can increase his fashion sense, and then stops in front of Yuki at the right time.

Then he reached out his hand to Nagato Yuki, who seemed to have been reading novels all night without closing her eyes. The expressionless girl stared at him through her glasses with slightly angry golden eyes for three seconds, and finally took out a bill from her cute frog-mouthed wallet and asked for today's meal money.

Sometimes Jacky really wanted to see if the money in that frog-mouth wallet was inexhaustible.
Although if he really asked for money, he could immediately have an extra bank account with as many zeros as he wanted, but of course Jacky would not do such a boring thing.

The feeling of using your own money and spending other people's money every day is completely different.

Even as an alien, Youxi's body is still subject to certain restrictions. He actually needs to replenish his energy by taking human food. He also has a very strong appetite, a terrifying bottomless pit. Together with Jagi, the big eater, the two of them can consume half of the food shelf in a convenience store in a day.

"Have you ever lived like this?"

Yuhi's special canned curry rice is made by putting a large can of curry for five people directly into the pot.

Jagi couldn't bear to watch it, so he snatched the spatula, revealing the top chef badge he had just painted, and made a pot of murderous curry rice that looked mediocre on the surface, but was actually as famous as Sanae bread, Akiko jam, and Kanling juice.

Seeing the girl's embarrassed expression, Jia Ji, unwilling to give up, took over the kitchen again, determined to improve Beidou's cooking skills.

From then on, Room 708, which had maintained a calm, plant-like atmosphere for three years, began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Not only are there a lot of decorations besides daily necessities, there is also a bookshelf specifically for displaying books, with a few more books on it every day.

Half of them are classical mystery novels like "The Mystery of the Greek Coffin" and science fiction novels like "Endymion Symons", and the other half are the most popular hot-blooded boys' comics recently.

Of course, all of these were purchased by Jagi using the money he got from Yuki from the bookstore on the way home from school every day. However, he keenly caught the girl's slight joy when she saw the increase in the number of books on the bookshelf, which was probably a few millimeters.

Without deliberately pointing it out, maintaining this unspoken tacit understanding, Jiaji took the increasingly larger bills, with a sense of being the master of the house. Jiaji, who always relied on his amazing jumping ability to jump upstairs and pass the door, and then called the girl to open the door, seemed to receive the room key handed over by Youxi because of this.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

After coming back, Jia Ji maintained a regular schedule of watching "Hanma Baki" for a while, exercising for a while, watching "Kinnikuman" for a while, and exercising for a while.

Occasionally he would disturb the girl who was concentrating on reading, until her glasses began to emit a cold light.

Until today, an expected guest came to visit this home.

The damn Hedgehog-head guy rarely did anything rash. Instead, he leaned on the newly bought sofa, crossed his legs, acted like a host, and casually threw a teacup to the guest.

"Sit anywhere, don't be polite, the teapot is there, pour yourself some water if you're thirsty."

"Living together?!"

"So why do you live with Nagato-san?" Kyon took the cup in a hurry, not caring about drinking tea, but asked with a suspicious look on his face.

At first glance, Jia Ji is the kind of hateful man who will reveal his true nature after marriage. He drinks every day and doesn't work. He says to his wife who works hard to support the family, "I'm going to use the money I earn to play marbles. You better get another job for me!"

Nagato-san, please wake up and don't be fooled by this kind of people!

"Axu, don't smear someone's innocent mouth out of thin air!"

"What..." He actually said what was in his mind without realizing it.

"What's so good about imagination?"

Jagi changed to a more comfortable lying position, and glanced at the windowless room where two time travelers were lying. Without further explanation, he handed the difficult instructions to Yuki, who claimed that "my language communication skills are not good."

After Nagato's concise explanation, which limited each sentence to two lines, Kyon no longer had any idea what kind of club he had joined, nor what kind of people were around him.

"Anyway, Kasuga is more into sports, Yuki is more into business... Me? I said it from the beginning, I'm from another world."

Facing Axu, who had a noncommittal expression on his face but was actually complaining madly in his heart, Jagi simply reached into his trouser pocket and threw the super-giant shotgun, which was obviously impossible to fit into his pocket, in front of him.

"Ara, do you want to have a round?"

The teacup in his hand fell to the ground. Kyon was so shocked that he seemed to have seen Santa Claus riding a moose or a water monster from Lake Biwa appear in front of him. He opened his mouth and closed his eyes, stammering for a long time without being able to speak.

"How, how..."

"So this Kyon is lame."

With a malicious smile, the fighting spirit emanating from Jagi, which exuded amazing energy, shattered the last bit of the boy's pitiful self-deception.

(End of this chapter)