Daily life in Zongman

She carefully returned the "Nishimiya Glass" to Fujiwara Haru. Fujiwara Haru ran back to Nishimiya Glass, continued to improve it, and then handed it to Nishimiya Glass.

"This is the first work of the great artist Fujiwara Haru. It will be very valuable in the future! It's a gift for you!"

Nishimiya Glass took over her head ball and handed Fujiwara Haru's head ball to her. She was not as childish as Fujiwara Haru, and just said seriously: "This is for you."

Then Fujiwara Haru and Nishimiya Naoko cleaned up together. Some of the paint could not be wiped off, so they had to ask Miss Yukino for help. Miss Yukino used a stronger cleaning agent. After everything was done, Fujiwara Haru and Nishimiya Naoko changed their shoes at the entrance and prepared to send her home.

After Nishimiya Glass put on her shoes, she said to Yukino Shindong at the entrance: "Sorry for bothering you today. See you later, Yukino-sister."

"Be careful on the road."

Nishimiya Glass looked at Yukino Shindong who was cooking and felt a little envious of Fujiwara Haru. Miss Yukino was so perfect, she looked as cold and beautiful as a snowflake on the outside, but she was a gentle and kind sun on the inside, warming everything.

She shook her head and thought that her mother was also very good, and she also had her grandmother and sister, who all cared about her. Now she also had her good friend Fujiwara Haru, and she was very happy.

In the setting sun, Nishimiya Shoko waved goodbye to Fujiwara Haru. When she opened the door, she smelled the scent of stewed soup. With a joyful smile, she quickly took off her shoes and ran in.

When Fujiwara Haru returned home, he finished two large bowls of pork rib rice amid praise.

Have a nice afternoon, have a nice day, and have fun creating!

Fujiwara Haru has become more lively, completely free of the negativity and dullness of last year.

At the beginning of today, he wanted to make head balls. After he got familiar with it, he would set up a stall and make money by making head balls for passers-by, just like a street painter painting portraits for people. His paintings are three-dimensional, so he will definitely make a lot of money.

Fujiwara Haru, who still has no clear understanding of society and the difficulty of making money, is full of optimism and confidence in his ideas about making money.

He still thinks that setting up a stall to sell head balls is a good idea, but it is difficult to realize because it is too slow and the hair dryer is not convenient to use on the street. He has to try to create other works.

Fujiwara Haru decided to develop his talent and not limit himself to just one work. He wanted to create more works! After creating more and better works, he would try to sell them. He felt that he would definitely become a great artist in the future!

He has a great passion for handmade creations.

Even before going to sleep I think: What will I create next time?

Fujiwara Haru thought for a while and decided to make a Zanpakuto. Recently, the cartoon that the dean's grandfather played on weekends was "Bleach", and he watched one disc for an entire afternoon. At such a young age, after seeing the Bleach, he had only one thought: How handsome.

By the way, after making a Zanpakutō, buy a pure black outfit.

Wait, Fujiwara Haru suddenly stood up from the bed with a somersault: "Ah! I can become a household!"

Fujiwara Haru, who has never been deeply exposed to the two-dimensional culture and does not understand cosplay, has had the actual idea of cosplay for the first time and is ready to take action!

32. Who knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident?

Late at night, when Fujiwara Haru fell asleep, Yukino Shindong pushed the door open and walked out.

She had joined the Supernatural Administration and was about to officially begin her work. For those new to the other world, the Administration would provide a year of training and would not assign them to other jobs, to prevent newcomers from suffering losses right from the start.

Yukino Mifuji is not a newcomer. She graduated from Waseda University. She hardly went to school during her four years. It was not because of her family relationship, but because she had already met the graduation requirements of Waseda University in the other world.

However, rather than calling it the Waseda University in the other world, it is better to say that it is a secret major of Waseda University. It is also a four-year program, mainly teaching how to deal with evil spirits, ghosts and monsters. The graduation requirements are: excellent grades in all subjects and cultivation reaching the second level.

Yukino Shendong's cultivation level is the third level, and she has obtained the power to stay at home.

Therefore, after graduation, she joined the Supernatural Management Bureau and started working directly. The work given by the Supernatural Management Bureau was simple at the beginning: based on intelligence, deal with ghosts and monsters that disturbed the residents nearby.

Most ghosts are born from resentment combined with spiritual energy. Most of them are not strong and will dissipate on their own when exposed to the sun. The yang energy emitted by a group of people with strong qi and blood and continuous exercise can also dissipate them.

The job was easy, but for Yukino Shindong, it was a little difficult.

She is not good at communicating with others, so she doesn't want to go out during the day, especially on weekends, she never leaves her cabin.

However, work still had to be done, so Yukino went out at night.

Arriving at the destination, exploring the spirits, she instinctively launched an ice arrow attack, shielding herself from the attacks. Yukino Shindong, in her first real combat, was a little nervous. Just as she was slow to react and unleashed a cold attack, she was bumped by the spirit, which instinctively used a weakening spell.

Yukino Shindong used Cold Air Shock in a panic, and the cold air lingered around her.

The spirits and monsters froze, disintegrated, and dissipated.

Yukino Fuyu won the battle!

Yukino Shindong temporarily fell into a weak state.

Yukino's resistance to deep winter has been temporarily reduced.

Yukino was affected by her own coldness in the deep winter.

Yukino Shindong sneezed.

Yukino fell into a weak state in the depths of winter.

Yukino's resistance is reduced in the depths of winter.

Yukino returned home in the depths of winter.

The spirits are weak, but Yukino Deep Winter is very strong, and the cold air she releases is also very strong.

The next day, Fujiwara Haru got up and found the living room empty. Thinking that Miss Yukino was sleeping in, he washed himself first, then started to make breakfast, preparing to call Miss Yukino to get up and eat together.

I heated up the leftovers from last night with great enthusiasm, then tried to make tamagoyaki. After putting them on the table, I ran to Miss Yukino's bedroom door.

Knock: "Ms. Yukino, get up and have breakfast."

After waiting for a while, he called out again in confusion: "Ms. Yukino! Get up!"

There was no response from inside the room. Fujiwara Haru opened the door and a cold breath leaked out. He looked inside and found that the bedroom was covered with frost all around, and there was a big lump of ice on the bed in the middle of the bedroom.

He walked quickly to the bedside: "Ms. Yukino!"

There was no response. Sensing the urgency of the situation, Fujiwara Haru quickly found something hard and broke the ice layer outside the quilt. Thanks to the lack of water in the ice layer outside the quilt, it was not thick, so it broke into pieces quickly. Finally, he flipped over the entire frozen quilt.

I found Miss Yukino curled up in a ball, her eyes tightly closed and her face flushed. Her whole body was covered with ice stains and her pajamas were frozen stiff.

He placed his hand on her forehead, wiping away the ice stains and feeling the distinct heat.

Ms. Yukino seems to have caught a cold, and her abilities seem to be out of control.

She subconsciously groped for the quilt, trying to pull it back over her, but the quilt was lying on the other side of the bed, frozen solid.

Fujiwara Haru didn't have any extraordinary abilities, nor did he possess any extraordinary knowledge. He was just an ordinary ten-year-old child. Although he was very flustered, Fujiwara Haru still tried to calm himself down and think about it.

First of all, he couldn't do anything rash. He only knew that colds required medication, and he only knew what to take from the medicines advertised on TV. Then, Ms. Yukino's abilities went out of control, and he wasn't sure if there were other issues. This was completely and utterly uncertain.

How can we quickly acquire this knowledge?

Fujiwara Haru looked at Yukino Fuyuki, who was still trying to feel the quilt.

"Ms. Yukino!"

He decided to try to wake up Miss Yukino first, have some simple communication, and ask her if there was an adult she could ask for help.

Lack of ability means lack of ability. Fujiwara Haru will never put Miss Yukino in danger just to be a hero. The best option for him now is to ask for help from experts with rich relevant knowledge.

Fujiwara Haru yelled a few more times, and Yukino Shindong opened her hazy eyes, looked over, and murmured incoherently: "Fujiwara-kun... well... it hurts so much..."

"Ms. Yukino, please tell me about the psychics you're familiar with, have a good relationship with, and who are similar to you!"

"What……"

Fujiwara Haru repeated loudly, and Yukino Fuyu managed to regain some of her ability to think. She pointed at her phone and said, "Yukisa..."

Quickly picking up the phone and opening the communication section, Fujiwara Haru saw two names, one was him and the other was Xuesha.

After making a phone call and communicating anxiously, he tried his best to tell the woman named Xuesha everything he saw and understood. She also told him what to do and said she would come right away.

Fujiwara Haru hung up the phone and tried to help Miss Yukino up: "Miss Yukino, come to my room. You need to keep your body temperature."

Xue No Shen Dong didn't hear clearly, but she was helped up and staggered to another room. At the same time, because she had some self-awareness, her uncontrolled ability was also restrained, and she no longer produced frost and froze the sweat.

After having Ms. Yukino remove her damp clothing, he supported her body and guided her to sit slowly on the bed. Fujiwara Haru pulled the quilt over her shoulders. Following the instructions from the phone, he began a series of actions, including wiping off sweat, adding warm salt water, and rubbing her face to stay awake.

During this period, Ms. Yukino's condition gradually improved.

At first, her murmur was very fragile: "It's so uncomfortable... I'm so tired..."

Fujiwara Haru thought for a while, put a pillow on her waist, and at the same time put another pillow in her arms, so that the pillows could properly support her hands.

Yukino felt comfortable in the middle of winter.

She expressed herself more clearly: "I feel so uncomfortable... I'm so hungry..."

After feeding her a cup of warm, lightly salted water, Fujiwara Haru began to cook rice porridge. During this time, he ran back and forth between the living room and bedroom, constantly rubbing Ms. Yukino's face and talking to her, trying to keep her somewhat awake.

"Hmm...hungry..."

After confirming that the rice porridge was not hot, he guided her to open her mouth: "Ah~"

Miss Yukino obediently opened her mouth and was fed a mouthful of rice porridge.

She chewed and swallowed, feeling a slight warmth spreading from her stomach. Ms. Yukino's consciousness became a little clearer. And with it, her mind became more fragile.

Yukino Shindong is a snow woman. She has a high resistance to illness, but that doesn't mean she won't get sick. This was her first cold, and also the first time she felt her body losing control. The feeling of complete powerlessness and chaos terrified her.

She recalled her previous state and began to sob fragilely: "Wu... Wu... I'm still wondering... if I'm going to die (sobbing)..."

Fujiwara Haru paused in feeding the porridge, his hands subconsciously exerted force, and his breathing became rapid. He didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment.

But he was very clear about what he was thinking at the moment: absolutely, absolutely not let this happen, absolutely not!

33. Desire for Power

Fujiwara Haru took a deep breath, then continued to feed her porridge without saying anything more, controlling his emotions: "Ah~"

Miss Yukino opened her mouth obediently, then sobbed while chewing.

She was able to express herself more clearly: "My head is dizzy... I can't think of anything..."

"Ah~"

Miss Yukino obediently opened her mouth, chewed, and sobbed: "My body is so hot... so cold... wu (sob)... I can't raise my hands... I still have so many wishes (sob)..."

Wait patiently for her to finish speaking, then continue to guide her to open her mouth and feed her rice porridge.

“Why… Fujiwara-kun… don’t you call me sister (sob)… It’s so strange… It’s so painful (sob)…”

Fujiwara Haru, who was feeding the baby, paused and asked, "Sister Shendong?"

Yukino Shindong showed a silly smile, completely lacking her usual elegance: "Um... Haru-kun... hug..."

The fragile Yukino Shindong was no longer as introverted and worrying as before. It was a rare sight that she still had some ability to think. She no longer had the energy to think about what others would think, so she simply expressed her thoughts directly.

"Haru-kun...hug..."

It would be more accurate to say that I was being hugged by her rather than hugging her. After hugging each other for a while, I covered her with the quilt again and continued to feed her porridge.

Xue No Shen Dong stopped sobbing and became much more stable. She slowly finished all the rice porridge.

After adding some warm salt water again, Fujiwara Haru continued to rub her face to keep her awake until the woman named Xuesha arrived.

After she came in, she walked straight to the bed, reached out and touched Miss Yukino's forehead. With the clearly visible contraction ripples, Miss Yukino fell into a deep sleep.

Fujiwara Haru asked anxiously, and learned that this was to temporarily seal Miss Yukino's ability so that it would not get out of control again. Now he could sleep peacefully and treat it as a common cold. When she slowly recovered, he could take some cold medicine when she woke up.

After a deep sigh of relief, Fujiwara Haru, covered in sweat, collapsed to the ground. He looked at his hands supporting the ground and, for the first time, felt a desire for strength.

It was very tiring for him to help Meiko Honma, but he was very happy after it was over. Maybe it was because of the little strength and the little urine, so he didn't care too much.

When he was helping Gui Yanye, he was chased by a male teacher, but he just ran away and didn't care too much.

Now, he looked at his body and developed a desire for muscles, for growth, and more specifically, for strength!

"Can you teach me? I want to learn."

The woman named Xuesha turned to look at the boy slumped on the ground. She was the family member responsible for communicating with Yukino Shindong and was the snow woman who visited last time.

She was a little confused: "What? What to learn?"

"This, superpowers, I want to learn!"

Xuesha paused for a moment and shook her head: "It can't be learned. We are snow girls. We are born with the ability to control ice and snow. This cannot be learned."

Snow girl, born.

Fujiwara Haru stood aside.

Xuesha looked at him and comforted him gently: "Don't think too much, Xue No Shendong's accident was just an accident. She is very strong and does not need your protection."

Fujiwara Haru didn't say anything. He got up from the ground and went to the bathroom. He needed to take a shower now, otherwise he would catch a cold. He needed to take good care of himself and try to reduce the burden on Miss Yukino.

Behind him, Xuesha looked at him, but ultimately did not say: In fact, you can gain extraordinary powers through practice.

Can you acquire superpowers? Yes, through practice. But it requires talent, a rare gift. Practice is the most important factor in talent; without it, you'll never achieve it.