You say this is a love game?

Mai Yajima didn't think this was shameful at all. These things were very new to her, and the idea of ​​giving it a try could satisfy her curiosity.

But today, let's just buy two loaves of bread.

He was particularly generous and treated Mizutani Makoto to a bottle of drink, but the girl only had two red bean cream buns left for dinner.

and then?

I sent a casual text message to Mizutani Makoto, wanting to chat with him.

But compared to her love feelings, Mizutani Makoto was more concerned about whether she had finished her homework.

Choked.

Fool!

Do I look like someone who wouldn't do their homework?

In front of the house, Mai Yajima took out the key.

In front of me is an old security door.

This place is very close to the apartment where Makoto Mizutani lives. After all, it is in the same area. The only regret is that the two of them did not live in the same building, otherwise she would have to run to Makoto Mizutani's house every day.

But back to this place, it's actually quite dangerous.

After all, these were cheap, low-rise apartments, and those who lived there were generally struggling workers with low incomes. Even students rarely frequented such places, as not everyone was like Mizutani Makoto, without a home.

Most of the people living here are bachelors.

Single women living in such places are likely to run into thieves, robbers, gangsters, etc., which is very dangerous.

A young and beautiful girl like her is totally out of place with this place.

However, there is nothing to be afraid of Mai Yajima.

After unlocking the door, what came into view was a layout similar to the one where Makoto Mizutani lived - a small place of only about ten square meters, with a bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen counter, all visible at a glance.

But her apartment is much messier than Mizutani Makoto's.

There were a lot of miscellaneous items piled together, which looked like small accessories and ornaments that girls liked. There were also a few bottles of cosmetics on the cabinet near the tatami, but it was difficult to tell how the bottles and jars were classified.

Mai Yajima has tried cosmetics, but she doesn't really know how to use them. She prefers perfume, which not only has an immediate effect but is also extremely easy to use.

But this time, Mai Yajima's purpose of returning home was not these.

She walked straight to the tatami and took down a knife hanging on the wall.

This is a large sword that is completely black.

Odachi, also known as "Nodachi", generally speaking, a sword that is longer than 5 feet can be called an Odachi, and 5 feet is approximately equal to 150cm.

During the Kamakura period, samurai took pride in their heroism and arm strength, which led to the development of a weapon that boasted of power—the large sword that was not something that ordinary people could wield.

Mai Yajima is over 1.65 meters tall, but when the knife is standing up, it is more than a head taller than Mai Yajima.

Yet, this large sword, which exuded such grandeur and dominance, seemed as light as a feather in the hands of the young girl. She grasped the hilt with one hand and effortlessly lifted the unsheathed large sword.

She pointed it at her chest, and with a sound similar to flesh being torn, the entire knife sank into her chest.

"call……"

Mai Yajima breathed a long sigh and stretched her waist, making it impossible to tell that she had just stuffed an exaggeratedly long sword into her chest.

Then, it's time to find someone.

Mai Yajima raised her head and found that there was actually something hanging on the wall.

It was a monster mask with a very Japanese style.

There is a bird's beak-like design on the nose wing, with a white background, but the patterns and colors painted on the mask are particularly bright.

The eyes and mouth are hollowed out, and the mask design on the mouth and jaw shows devil-like fangs. The whole mask looks like a dazzling bird demon mask, and has a somewhat inexplicable sacred and weird feeling.

This really looks like a work of art.

Mai Yajima took the mask off the wall and turned it over and over in her hands, showing no reverence at all.

"Let's keep it on our body..."

"Otherwise, if I invite Cheng to visit me next time, and someone sees me, I'll be mistaken for a weird girl..."

Both the mask and the jet-black sword are actually part of her... It can even be said that compared to the body of "Yajima Mai", the sword as the embodiment of her power and the mask as the true source of her existence, both are much more important to her.

However, she still prefers to be the pure "Yajima Mai".

Although it has only been a little over a month, she has already come to like this identity, as she had a blank past.

When I put these things on, I always feel like I am not a pretty girl that people like.

It was approaching dusk.

Mai Yajima had no intention of changing her clothes. She took her tools and walked out without a care in the world.

[Sutori: Reimi-chan, come out and meet an old friend~]

【Sutori: You don't have to worry anymore. 】

【Sutori: I found you. 】

Chapter 68: Warmth in the Cracks.

Mizutani Makoto took out his key and the moment he pushed the door open, he heard hurried footsteps, followed by a petite figure running to the entrance.

"Welcome back!"

Yoshiko Satori looked up, and a happy smile appeared on her delicate and lovely face like a porcelain doll.

Mizutani Makoto nodded, picked up his schoolbag and walked into the house.

When the girl found that Mizutani Makoto had no response, she was stunned for a moment, and then stared at Mizutani Makoto for several minutes.

It was not until Mizutani Makoto unbuttoned his coat and was about to chat with Yoshiko that he realized that the girl was staring at him intently!

"Do, do what?"

Mizutani Makoto looked puzzled.

"Big brother, have you forgotten something?"

She is a riddle person.

What did I forget?

Mizutani Makoto's brainstorming started all at once, from the Big Bang to the birth of the first cell, to the origin of mankind and the development of civilization, and finally settled on his rich experience.

No way?

Could it be that……

"..."

Mizutani Makoto walked back to the entrance silently, straightened his clothes, and said weakly: "I'm back."

"Great!"

The girl immediately smiled happily.

Mizutani Makoto's face was filled with sorrow.

Bad.

Life is becoming more and more ritualistic, but is this really a good thing?

Well, that should be a good thing.

Look at this child, he is smiling so happily, how could it be a bad thing?

The food in the refrigerator has been used up, and only rice is left. If you don’t want to eat fried rice tonight, you’d better go to the supermarket.

Mizutani Makoto thought so too.

"Big brother is a man of his word."

"Ok?"

"Didn't Big Brother tell me before that he would take me grocery shopping... huh? So you forgot?"

It was only after Yoshiko reminded him of this that Mizutani Makoto remembered the incident - how could a pig like him buy groceries? At the end of the conversation, he carried Yoshiko on his back and went out with her, leaving her mother to pick out the ingredients for dinner.

It feels weird, why does it seem so embarrassing?

But he still had to maintain the dignity of the Uchiha clan.

In the huge supermarket, Makoto Mizutani was pushing a shopping cart forward. Yoshiko Satori's ghost form was as light as a feather. She was sitting on the shopping cart and being pushed by him.

“I’ve always wanted to do this!”

“Haven’t you tried it before?”

"Hehe, my dad stopped me. He said I shouldn't cause trouble for others."

Makoto Mizutani was a little worried that Yoshiko Satori was finding joy in misery, but after careful observation, he found that her happiness was real happiness.

Yes.

No matter how mature Satori Yoshiko appears, she is still just a seven-year-old girl at heart.

She is as mature as a mother on the outside and as innocent as a child on the inside. She can take care of everything in an orderly manner at home, and can hold hands and do all kinds of childish things outside like a daughter or sister. This contrast is the cuteness of Lolita Mom...

Wait a minute, he is not a Night Sheep player, don’t rush to make a conclusion!

He just spent too long in the 2D world and was inspired by it.

"Big brother, go over there and take a look!"

Yes, Captain!

Set off towards the sea of ​​stars!

Of course, considering Yajima's special situation, Mizutani Makoto took out a box of noodles for fried noodles when passing by the shelf as a tribute to his predecessor.

When I have no work in the future, I will perform at home. My dream is to become a fried noodle master.

With a click, the shopping cart stopped in front of the refrigerator. Yoshiko Satori jumped out of the shopping cart and subconsciously glanced at today's special offers. After realizing that they were basically things to fool idiots, she looked away and turned her sharp eyes to the refrigerator next to her.

Fight, fight, fight!

The girl lowered her head to think, and quickly gave an answer. She turned into a pilot and controlled Mizutani Makoto, directing him to start buying a lot of things.

"Buy so much?"

"Hey, there are some that I haven't eaten before, but I think they might be delicious, so I want to try them!"

Yoshiko Satori looked away feeling somewhat guilty.

"You like fried food? Why buy so much?"

Mizutani Makoto raised an eyebrow.

The girl puffed out her chest proudly and said, "That's right! Fried food is always delicious. Don't you like it, big brother?"

Mizutani Makoto: "I like it, but it's unhealthy to eat it all the time."

Yoshiko Satori: "It's okay, I'll make sure Big Brother gets enough nutrition, but it's good to eat fried food occasionally!"

...little greedy cat.

But I have to admit it.

Mizutani Makoto's expression inexplicably brightened.

Yes, little brats shouldn't be too calm and sophisticated. Being well-behaved and sensible is pleasing, but being overly well-behaved and sensible is actually a kind of tragedy caused by the environment. He likes Jiazi's current relaxed feeling. If she keeps acting coquettishly towards him in this state, he will definitely be overwhelmed.

No, it's been sunk.

The financial power of the Mizutani family is inevitably sliding into the hands of the powerful minister Satori Yoshiko.

Oh no, no, no, how can there be powerful and treacherous officials?

They are all loyal ministers!

into the night.

Before entering the crevice, Mizutani Makoto took a shower, changed his clothes, and sorted out today's gains.

He still has mission rewards to claim.