Daily life of Europeans

In a short period of time, the number of special interrogators has decreased visibly with the naked eye, but the government of time has completely turned a blind eye to this, and has no intention of making great efforts to investigate.

"The reason is simple."

In the early morning of this day, Bachang Shanzhi and Lin Xianming talked about this issue when they embarked on another world trip again. Machang said casually: "We are not people from this world, we are almost borrowers. This borrower is not familiar with the gods of this world. Respect, what do you think of Shizheng?"

Lin Xianming understood a little bit, and he said clearly: "I can't do it myself, but seeing those who don't know how to cherish the second life die, are you indifferent? Or even a little happy?"

"Yeah, most likely they don't want to get their hands dirty, or they don't want to face the 'World Giver' head-on." The horse farm embraced Lin Xianming, and activated the teleportation array with the other hand, "However, if too many people die , the current affairs are expected to take action."

Lin Xianming smiled indifferently: "Never mind him, speaking of it, Fu Sangshen has a really good temper."

So far, nothing has been done to make the poorly managed current affairs suffer.

With a flash of white light, the two disappeared from Honmaru.

**

In the eyes of Xia An's classmates and teachers, Xia An is a flower-planting woman who meets the standards they imagined. She is gentle, elegant, and doesn't talk much, but always has a kind of just right consideration.

In this regard, Xia An will always explain it in a good temper.

"Don't look at all the flower-growing women like this, you will suffer."

Her classmates and teachers responded with haha, but they didn't take it seriously, and at the same time, some people murmured in private.

"Although Xia An is a flower grower, I think she looks like Yamato Nadeko, no matter her temperament or appearance."

Xia An thought helplessly, so what wrong ideas do you have about women who grow flowers?

What's more, I'm not who you imagined.

Xia An went back to the apartment she rented near the school, changed into her slippers, put down her schoolbag, and lay comfortably on the soft lazy sofa.She turned on her phone in a lazy posture, clicked on the social app, and saw Toutiao at a glance.

[Sudden abnormalities in Yokohama, suspected "zombies" appeared? 】

The corner of Xia An's mouth turned upwards, and she refreshed the app. The next moment, the headlines that she had just browsed disappeared completely, leaving only comments that many netizens questioned.

It's about to start.

Xia An was both happy and regretful in her heart. She touched the thumb-sized knife pendant hanging on her mobile phone with a high degree of imitation. Various thoughts swirled in her mind, and finally, forced by reality, she had no choice but to stand still. .

However, after a few hours, all of Xia An's polarizations were broken.

**

"This beautiful lady, I'm sorry to bother you. Excuse me, what is your wish? We hope to exchange an item with you."

Xia An listened to the nice but dry request, looked at the two men opposite for a long time, and then asked slowly.

"What can you do?"

**

Xia An was so excited that his heart jumped out of his chest.

Led by two men who call themselves Lin Xianming and Bachang Shanzhi, she walked into the woods that she had been fascinated for a long time.

Here, after four years, the two blacks fought again.

Xia An slowly walked to a high ground, looking down at the sunken and collapsed land under his feet. It was the land that had experienced "dirtyness".

She looked at it quietly for a long, long time, and then laughed.

"Chuya, aren't you still lying down there? Dazai's heart is really cruel, and he just left you here after a hard fight. Um... I don't know if I really don't care, Maybe he still notified the port mafia to pick you up? From the dying struggle of the double black chef, haha."

"Chuya, do you want to beat Dazai to death when you wake up? Chuya, although you want to beat him, but every time you fail to beat Dazai to death."

"Dazai... Hey, although Dazai is cruel, but... I just like him like this, you like this, and you like this."

"Actually, I really want to watch you fight live. I think how gorgeous your demeanor will be at that time."

"However, I'm still more afraid of death. I want to go home. Every time I see the news from your side, I can only watch it and simulate it in my mind. I can't come here in person."

"What a pity."

"But this regret will be made up tonight..."

……

Xia An babbled on for a long time, Lin Xianming and Bachang Shanzhi stood speechless not far away, and were forced to listen to a confession of a fan girl (?).

Lin Xianming went to the racecourse to file an eye lawsuit: Is this girl really out of her mind?

Machang shook his head heavily: No, people are very sober and smart.

Lin Xianming: ...Why do I feel that this girl's words are a little weird?

Racecourse: +1

Lin Xianming: Also, how did she know there was a battle here?Or the battle of her beloved idol(?)?

Maba: ...I don't know either.

Lin Xianming: ...And now the little girl regards chasing the mafia as an idol as a fashionable thing?

Baba: ...No, I'm sure this is an exception.

When Xia An finally came down, Lin Xianming looked at her in the wrong way.

However, Xia An still smiled softly, "Thank you both, at the first location, what I wanted to do has been completed."

"The second one?"

Lin Xianming raised his eyebrows, and there was an inexplicable feeling of creepiness in his heart.

This time, the search process between him and the horse farm went smoothly. They successfully found Xia An, who seemed to be just an ordinary flower-planting exchange student. After communicating with Xia An, they took her to two places and ensured her safety. In exchange for the inconspicuous knife pendant on Xia An's phone.

——This time, the sword that this companion turned into is really miniature.

Xia An said with a smile, "I don't know the exact location of the second place I want to go."

There was a flash in Ma Chang's eyes.

Xia An continued: "It's not so much looking for a specific place, it's better to look for a specific person." Her gaze fell on the wrist of the racecourse, "So, now I have to ask the two of you to find someone first, and he should be In Yokohama."

"Don't worry, when I find that person, I will be responsible for persuading him to give you the knife."

In this way, amidst Lin Xianming's half-belief and the acquiescence of the racecourse, Xia An said that he would give the knife pendant to someone for free.

The tracing watch paused, and the pointer shifted.

The group of three followed the pointer, and Lin Xianming asked Xia An why she wanted to find "someone" when she was not the owner of the knife.

Xia An could hear Lin Xianming's vague concern from Lin Xianming's pretended disdainful tone.

Since she is not the target of Lin Xianming and the others, her request will no longer be the first one. If "someone" wants to do something to her instead, it is not easy for Lin Xianming and the others to help her.

"Thank you." This night, the smile on Xia An's lips never stopped.

Seeing Xia An's tactful refusal, Lin Xianming stopped being troublesome.Together, they came to a luxuriously decorated small building, and successfully bypassed the people patrolling the small building by using current political black technology, and came to the open-air balcony on the top floor.

"Ah, it looks like there are guests?"

A man wearing a white fluffy hat that doesn't match the current weather turned his head sideways and stared at the entrance where there was no one there. He said welcome words, and his eyes were dark.

"Wow, Dostoevsky, you're the first real person I've ever seen~"

Xia An almost jumped out of the scope of current political black technology with joy. She was wearing a refreshing dress, and her waist-length black hair fluttered in the gentle wind. She looked weak and slender.

However, she looked at Dostoevsky with such curiosity and joy that Dostoevsky himself felt a chill in his heart.

"Based on my status, although the Armed Detective Agency is easy to get in touch with, I dare not go there for fear that Dazai will find something is wrong, although he is the person I want to see the most. Chuya is not easy to get in touch with, I want to go far away It's hard to look at it." Xia An's face was full of happiness and satisfaction, "But it's okay to see you."

"Anyway, I finally saw a real person with my own eyes before I left."

She opened her arms, looked directly at Dostoevsky who was retreating rapidly, and said softly, "It's late."

"Dazai should like your existence. After all, there are very few people who can keep up with his thinking, and you are one of them. It's just that your wishes conflict with Dazai's wishes. I also want to see everyone in the detective agency deviate from them. original intention, so."

"Feel sorry."

The figures of Lin Xianming and Ma Chang slowly emerged. They looked at Xia An, whose time and space began to distort, and Dostoevsky, who couldn't do without the distorted space, with complex expressions.

"If he's dead, you can achieve your goal, right?" Xia An asked softly.

Lin Xianming nodded.

Xia An seemed relieved, "That's good." She said happily, "I'm home, thank you!"

Accompanied by Dostoevsky's weak struggle, Xia An happily said goodbye to Lin Xianming and Machang.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the turbulent and distorted space calmed down. At this moment, no one knew that a man who was about to set off a storm disappeared.

**

In the space-time tunnel, Xia An quietly looked at the man who seemed to have given up, and frowned with a smile.

farewell.

She silently crossed off the names on the list of "people returning home" in her heart, and the thin layer of mist that surrounded the two of them receded in her direction.

Suddenly, the man stretched out his hand towards her, but before the white palm reached her, the man completely disappeared.

Well, it's time to return to her original world, time to say goodbye to the only useless ability to go home.

Xia An thought contentedly.

Everyone in the detective agency, everyone in the Mafia, Chuya, Dazai, please be good.

**

The knife pendant in his hand shook, and Lin Xianming knew that the man who later owned the knife in name was dead.

"... Girls these days are amazing." He said leisurely.

Machang shrugged, "Yeah, it's amazing that he usually runs around wearing a real knife pendant." He also took advantage of them cleverly.

The two who successfully completed the goal didn't want to delve into it, and simply opened the teleportation array back to Honmaru in a place where there was no surveillance, leaving Dazai Osamu who came to check after the current turmoil was over, with a serious expression on his face.

"Which lovely young lady did a good thing? But, young lady, don't keep putting me and that slug together~"

**

Mini·Short Knife·Pendant returns to after Honmaru is awakened.

Lin Xianming: "...National Bank! Do you have a brother?"

Hotaru and Aizen: "Wow! It really looks like it!"

Akashi Kuniyu: "..." I don't want to talk.

Fushimi Saru Hiko: "Tsk."

After Fushimi returned to the Yamoto Maru.

Crow (Misaki Hatta): "Monkey you... you, you still know how to come back!"

Kusanagi Izumo said to Awashima Riyo on the side: "Ah, we can finally get the Akashi back from the national tour. I was afraid that the crow would be sad, and I didn't dare to bring it back when it fell."

Riyo Awashima is very pleasing to the eyes during this period of time, seeing everyone is full of maternal love: "Yes, Hotaru and Aizen have been waiting for a long time."

So the two of them were interested in ignoring Hatta, who was pressed by Fushimi on the gate of Honmaru and kept asking them for help^^

**

Lin Xianming has more and more companions in this pill, and later they can form N baseball teams to play together.

One day, he received a notice from Shizheng.

"A new sword man is coming soon? Alliance battle?"

He told Sankai Yuezong about it indifferently, and a few days later, when he returned to Honmaru again, he saw a cute and cute young master.

"Come here with the crowd. I am Masamune Hinata."

Enoda poked Lin Xianming: "Do you think his voice resembles yours?"

Machang watched the sky and the earth from the side, but didn't answer.

Lin Xianming said yes with a serious face, and then took out a photo.

"Let me tell you, this time we met a student with a very unique appearance and personality. That student's voice is very similar to that of a horse farm."

Enoda and Hyuga Masamune couldn't help but look at the photo——

A man with a bright smile and a chin like two buttocks, exuding a strong and special social atmosphere came into his eyes.

Hyuga: "..."

Enoda: "..."

Machang: "...………… Let's do it."