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Speeding all the way, shaking off some policemen who were obviously new and had not yet experienced nightmares, Shizuka Hiratsuka finally arrived at a familiar Japanese restaurant that focused on seafood dishes. Patting her motorcycle, Shizuka Hiratsuka signaled it to wait on the side, or go out for a ride alone if she liked, just don't get angry.

I shouldn't be the last one... Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't judge. Those guys didn't like driving very much. Tornado could fly, and Mihawk mostly walked. Maybe his walking speed was a little bit fast. He was the first to arrive at every dinner party, sitting alone in his seat and tasting wine elegantly.

As for Minato Namikaze...he gave everyone a kunai with the Flying Thunder God Technique, and he felt relaxed.

Every time, seeing Minato appear beside her with a smile on his face and greet her, Hiratsuka Shizuka would feel an extremely strong sense of being used, just like when your roommate and your takeaway arrived almost at the same time in college, but she was still sitting there and you were about to open the door of the dormitory.

This is what it feels like to be used.

"Ah, Xiaojing is here."

As soon as she entered the store, Shizuka Hiratsuka heard a familiar female voice. It had been a while since she last saw her. Looking at the woman with long red hair, Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled and waved at her.

"You're here too, Kushina." said Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Having been friends for such a long time, Shizuka Hiratsuka also knows a lot about Minato Namikaze. Shizuka Hiratsuka doesn't want to comment too much on this winner who traveled through time and brought his wife with him. Last time at the dinner party, she heard Kushina tell her love story with Minato... Damn, I'm so envious!!

"Yeah, isn't it a very happy thing to have the opportunity to sit together and chat with friends?" Kushina smiled happily.

"You're right, you can even touch my little Tornado!" Instantly sweeping away her single-minded resentment, Shizuka Hiratsuka rushed over, picked up Tornado and started rubbing her hard. Hehe, her body is so soft.

"You smell so good, Tornado. Did you just come out of the shower?" After saying that, Shizuka Hiratsuka kissed Tornado on the cheek, and her expression immediately looked satisfied.

"You...what are you doing?!" She accused Hiratsuka Shizuka of evil deeds in slurred words, and a suspicious blush quickly spread to the base of Tornado's ears. It would have been fine if she just gave her a hug, but this little Shizuka actually...kissed her!

"Ah, Xiaojing, you will be responsible for Tornado if you do this, Minato, don't you think so?" From the perspective of an outsider, Kushina saw the situation very clearly.

"Well, probably...right." Namikaze Minato has tried his best and offered his insignificant assist, hoping that it can be of help.

"Wait, Mihawk isn't here yet?!" After kissing the dizzy Tornado, Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly realized that the man who always arrived early was absent? !

Just as Shizuka Hiratsuka was about to complain a few words, she heard the man's voice.

"Are all the people here? I waited a long time for this girl to change her clothes, and I asked her to come by herself but she didn't want to for some reason. So she's a little late this time," Mihawk said.

"What do you mean by this guy? Introduce me properly, Mihawk!" Tsunade roared. She really wanted to strangle this steely straight man. This was her first time attending a party with Mihawk and his friends. No matter how she thought about it, she would be mistaken for his girlfriend. So what did this guy mean? Am I so inconspicuous!

"The Fourth Hokage???" As they entered the room, Tsunade and Namikaze Minato met eyes.

"Are you... the granddaughter of the first generation?" Namikaze Minato looked at Tsunade with strange eyes. He actually knew the woman brought by Mihawk. It was too subtle.

"So you've known each other all along." Mihawk said calmly and found a seat to sit down.

So, what's going on? Unable to see the situation clearly, Hiratsuka Shizuka quickly hugged the little Tornado in her arms. Wait, even a guy like Mihawk has a girlfriend? And I still...

Woohoo... Damn it, I only have Tornado! You damn winners.

270. The fate of blood~~

Namikaze Minato was thinking, when he saw an acquaintance, he should say something, and think about it carefully... After thinking for a while, Minato finally spoke: "Well, actually Mihawk is a good guy, Tsunade."

"Uh...it's actually not bad." Tsunade blushed and said vaguely.

......

After drinking a few bottles of wine, Tsunade instantly found herself again.

"Hey, Fourth Hokage, when did you and Kushina come here? If you're not dead, who is that guy who was resurrected from the Impure World Reincarnation of the Fourth Ninja World War?" Tsunade asked curiously while raising the bottle of wine.

"The Fourth Ninja World War?... I see. I did have a very clear dream before, and I saw the grown-up Naruto. I wonder what's happened to him now." Namikaze Minato murmured.

"He got married and lived a happy life with a girl from the Hyuga clan." Drunk Tsunade said something full of complaints.

"Really? Naruto is already married..." Kushina showed a relieved smile on her face, and she felt a little sorry that she couldn't be there to witness it in person, but she was already very happy just knowing... Naruto...

Oh, I can't join the conversation at all. With eyes wide open, Shizuka Hiratsuka can only listen to the story while feeding each other with Tornado. Hmm? It seems that this is not bad at all?

"Xiao Jing, it's vacation now..." Tornado leaned close to Shizuka Hiratsuka's ear, and her warm breath hit her earlobe. Looking at Xiao Jing's slightly uncomfortable look, Tornado smiled softly. "If you are bored... come to me more often."

The trembling Tornado A went over. She decided not to sit there and wait for death! Even a guy like Mihawk actually has a girlfriend! How could she fail!

The shrimp was good. Mihawk peeled the shell leisurely, unaware of how much he had irritated his old friends.

"It's not that I don't have other things to do during the holidays. As a teacher, I have practical tasks." When Shizuka Hiratsuka heard Tornado mention the holidays, she became a little flustered. She stammered and dodged Tornado's burning gaze, trying to hide her decadent holiday life. She couldn't expose it. Tornado must be fantasizing that she is living a very stylish life during the holidays.

"It won't be long, right?" Tornado continued to ask, he absolutely couldn't let Xiaojing fool him!

Faced with the inexplicably powerful Tornado, Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly felt that she was unable to resist and moved her upper body slightly back. Then, Tornado noticed this small movement and came close to her with puffed cheeks.

Mom and Dad, she's so cute... Wait what the hell am I thinking?!

"One or two days... maybe." Coming back to her senses, Shizuka Hiratsuka tried hard to show that she had serious plans for her vacation.

"Then I'll...wait for you." Tornado's delicate voice floated into her ears, making Shizuka Hiratsuka feel...seduce. A cute girl told her to wait for her. Was she the hero in a romance comic? ?

"I... I understand." Being pressed down by Tornado in an extremely delicate posture, it seemed that something strange would happen if this continued. Thinking of this, Shizuka Hiratsuka nodded quickly to prevent Tornado from taking the next step. Tornado... her eyes were so bold today.

Isn't this the little dragon that blushed for a long time after being teased by me? !

"Eat...eat." Hiratsuka Shizuka said slurredly.

Speaking of which, I decided to refer to other universities for practical tasks. When I was about to slack off, I suddenly remembered this subtle fact. It was like I had assigned myself a homework...

Ah...Why do students not have holiday homework, but teachers have such an arrangement similar to holiday homework?

Maybe the god who left the world without homework is a student. Shizuka Hiratsuka thinks this answer is quite likely.

But as for practice, why not just arrange a one-day visit to other schools or something, call those guys from the Service Department, find someplace interesting, and travel at the same time, wouldn’t that be great!

Today, Miss Shizuka Hiratsuka still followed the rules she set for herself.

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"You, are you just giving up like this?! That is the right arm of the Demon Emperor Dumons, whom we once served!" In a building that resembles a church, there stands a strange statue, a marble statue with three eyes, which looks like an angelic young man with long hair. An uncle like a fanatic stands in front of the statue, roaring at an old man, angrily venting his dissatisfaction.

"Your people have already failed once." The old man said with a serious face.

"Then send more people..."

"Enough!" the old man shouted angrily.

"More people will only attract more extraordinary forces. The right arm of the Demon Emperor supports the String God Island. With more than 500,000 lives, sending more people will only make it more difficult."

"And did you succeed last time? Just a tiny Fourth True Ancestor on Genshin Island killed your people. What else can you come up with, can you?" Grabbing the fanatic's collar, the old man asked with a gloomy face.

"I have a plan." Facing the questioning, the uncle was no longer as crazy as before, but seemed a little calmer, and then continued: "Only vampires can better deal with vampires."

"Tell me about it." The old man pushed the uncle away and decided to give him a chance. If he failed, he would just abandon these lunatics who were still living in the glory of the past. If he succeeded, he could do something about it and see if he could gain some benefits from the doomed failure.

How did the Demon Emperor lose in the first place? Don’t these lunatics have any idea? The old man thought silently.

"The Knights of the Imperial Church will not seriously study the situation as long as it is a commission to hunt vampires." said the uncle.

"What era is this thing from?" Although he had heard of it, the old man no longer knew whether this so-called Knights Templar still existed.

"I have a way to entrust them." said the uncle.

"Then just do your job well. Don't assign too many people. I believe you can see the situation clearly." He patted the uncle's shoulder with an expression that said I have high hopes for you. The old man instantly looked like a charlatan.

"And...how much more do you want?"

Looking at the hand gestures made by the fanatic, the old man felt a pang of pain in his heart. Never mind, this was a necessary investment. He could easily make a lot of money by taking back the dead man's right arm and reselling it.

As one of the demons who once followed the Demon Emperor Dumons, the uncle had somewhat forgotten how long he had been lurking in the human world, and had no idea what the current situation in the demon world was.

But as long as he gets that arm back, he can become the new Demon Emperor. The power he once followed is worth the risk. If the 'Lord of the Dead River' is really as powerful as the records say, he is enough to drag all the obstacles on the land where the Demon Emperor fell. There is enough time, and no one can hinder him...

Yes, I can reign over the demon world as a 'god' like Dumons did. As for the descendants of Sparta, I will defeat them with numbers after opening the door to the demon world.

The devil clenched his ferocious hands.

......

"Jingle Bell----"

"HellSing"

"The Knights of the Imperial Church?"

"Haha, what a nostalgic name, but this is just an ordinary business called 'HellSing'. Is there anything I can help you with, guest?"

The man in a red coat looked quite funny. He was holding an old and retro microphone and teasing the person on the other side. He crossed his legs on the empty table. I don't know who he learned this posture from.

"Is it someone I know, Master?" Hearing the familiar words "Royal Ecclesiarchy Knights", Silas seemed a little excited. Maybe he knew the person who called, although most of the people he knew were already dead...

"You two old guys are the only ones who have acquaintances." The blonde loli squatting in the corner of the office complained, then lowered her head and continued to nibble on the donut in her hand.

"That's too much, Miss Kissshotte!" Silas roared.

"Huh, I wasn't wrong."

It smells so good... No, it's so cute! Silas suddenly held down his heart that seemed to be about to explode. They were all vampires, but this little blonde girl had obviously surpassed him in style. Just lick her and she's done. Slurp~

You can do anything with just a donut~~. Unfortunately, Silas is not included in this privilege. Kiss-Shot has always said this only to his master. Whenever he thinks of that tempting scene, Silas can only shoot himself in the head to calm down. What a tempting little goblin.

"It's actually a vampire hunting commission. I haven't received one in a long time." After hanging up the phone, Akado said, "I'll deal with you last time, Kiss-shot."

"No luck! If my heart hadn't been stolen at that time..." Gritting her teeth, Kissshot glared at...Silas with dissatisfaction.

"Why are you glaring at me?!" Silas shouted.

"Are you not satisfied? Do you want to try this two-meter-long sword in my hand now? You two come together, I will show you what a real boss is!" The 1.3-meter-tall Jisixiute said indignantly while holding up her two-meter-long magic sword Xindu.

"Finally you admit that you won't leave, Kisse-Hite. Why are you staying here if you can run away?" Lying lazily on the chair, Akado looked at Kisse-Hite's daily dissatisfaction.

Ah, Master, you have killed the topic so quickly, Silas turned his head to the side and thought silently.

"I'm staying here just to eat you out of house and house." Walking forward, Kiss-shot kicked Akado angrily, then moved her face closer, pulled down her eyelids with her right index finger, made a face at Akado, and stuck out her pink little tongue.

“Slightly, slightly, slightly~~”

"Has your IQ dropped because you turned into a child? How pitiful, Kiss-shot." Akado shook his head with pity.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!" Akado held Kisseshot's face with one hand and watched her paddling around like a furry cat, her two short little hands unable to touch him.

"By the way, have you heard of the fourth true ancestor, something like... Ye Bo of Flame? He is the target of the commission." Akado asked doubtfully. Although he is a vampire, just by listening to the name, it feels like he is not the same species as them.

"What is that... a character from a comic book?" Upon hearing such a name full of childishness, little Kiss-Shot complained directly. Besides, True Ancestor and the like are just the settings for vampires in the comics. The three here don't have such fancy settings. Only herself and Akado have more prefix suffixes... just a little bit.

"If there is a fourth, there must be one, two, and three. Maybe five, six, and seven. They must be very good friends to call each other by such numbers. So there is more than one target this time. The conclusion is that you have been fooled, Akado." Kiss-shot quickly stated her argument. Oh no, she felt a sense of victory in her heart.

"Then Silas, come with me. Our destination is Japan, and we can visit some old friends along the way."