When Sada Mai returned home, Mizuno found that the girl had a weird look.

Didn’t I just take a night off to study the mystery of the soul? As for looking at it with this kind of eyes?

It must be no one causing trouble. The crow at the door kept guarding him tightly, so what happened.

"Good evening."

After staring at Mizuno, Sada Mai suppressed her inquiries about the Nibang Cat. Even if she wanted to ask Nibang Cat, she had no position.

The woman who looked too smart this afternoon was definitely looking for Mizuno when she entered the door, with her eyes unblocked.

How many people did Mizuno hook up with? It would be fine if he hooked up, but why did he hook up with someone who looked like an old woman?

The problem is that Mizuno goes to school during the day and works at night, where does he get the time to hook up with old women in society?

‘I have no heart…’

Next to Xiao Q, Shi Long Dadou sat cross-legged with his fate, meditating with his eyes closed and thinking about swordsmanship.

He imagined himself holding a long sword in his hand and waving it up and down, and the light of the sword flashed terrifyingly.

I also met with the dangerous battles I had experienced and fought with a group of swordsman monster samurai ronin. Wait a minute, are there any samurai and ronin in the Heian era?

Xiao Q looked disgusted. This kind of soul presence made the dog feel uncomfortable.

My little brother Mizuno threw this ghost aside one day, and just sitting with this ghost would make your life short.

After taking a shower, I came out of the bathroom and watched the strong man in his thirties sitting upright, Mizuno's eyelids couldn't help but thrust.

"If a middle-aged uncle is watching from the side while sleeping, it will be strange..."

Mizuno waved to the outside of the door: "You will go outside to sit in the evening, anyway, it's the soul, and you don't need to rest."

Giving Mizuno a resentful look, Shilong Dou's fate floated out the door.

Half of his body passed through the iron gate, and half followed him.

The walls and doors that isolate outsiders have no effect on him, and it is the soul, so there is no need to worry about catching a cold or something.

The neighbor next door just got off night shift and walked slowly with his body shaking.

The Shilong Dou staggered his body, and a gust of cold wind was brought up.

“So cold.”

The neighbor twitched his neck and covered the back of his neck with his hands.

In the summer, neighbors looked around suspiciously, and there was no sign of anyone in the dark corridor, but that was the only thing that was terrible.

"Don't scare yourself, where are there ghosts in the middle of the night."

After returning to the room, the neighbor immediately locked the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

But this door can't stop the mindful ghost.

“Hey.”

Looking at the night sky, the unintentional Shilong Dadou sighed, and he didn't know why he sighed.

This sky and this world are completely different from the safe era in which I lived, but I just feel familiar for some reason.

And I always feel like I have forgotten and lost something important.

"What have you forgotten?"

There are more stars on the earth than in the sky.

I wonder if there are monsters in this generation, and if there is any place where he, the sword saint, can use his skills.

The super long golden week for ten consecutive days seemed to have removed most people's energy. When Mizuno stepped into the school for a long time, the students who were already studying hard were even more bored and wanted to turn into a pool of water on a chair.

There is still half a year left to take the exam, and this group of people has no tension at all.

Not to mention others, Mizuno also doesn't.

"Boss Mizuno..." As soon as He Haibe entered the class, Haruyama ran in with tears and tears, telling his magical ten-day experience.

When I have nothing to do every day, I will run to Mizuno's class. With a familiar face, Haruyama is also considered a half-time class B.

"I'm so miserable." Haruyama's miserable appearance attracted all the eyes in the classroom. "I originally thought about going out for a ten-day holiday with my family, so I went to Izu."

"You have heard of Ghost General. That's not fake. I was there at that time!"

"I'm less than ten meters away from that ghost general!"

Ghost General?!

This is the supernatural existence of the latest rumors. Although there are a few people traveling to the Izu Peninsula, there are still few who can directly hit the scene. Is this Haruanda really encountered this?

The people from Class B gathered over and listened to Haruyama's miserable story in curiosity.

First, I met the Ghost General in Izu, and then fled to the beach in Xiangnan to bask in the sun. Somehow, something seemed to happen to Kamakura.

"You're so miserable."

"What does that ghost general look like, and what happened later?"

"Kamakura, there is... I found out that it was an old Kamakura who cut people in the street, but what caused casualties? This is not a supernatural incident."

This twists and turns made others nod or shake their heads when they heard this twists and turns.

Fortunately, I didn't sneak to Lake Biwa again, otherwise all the things that happened in the past ten days would have been caught up with by this guy.

Haruyama also complained that it was fake, but in fact, he wanted to attract everyone's attention. He was just a guy who liked to be paid attention to by others.

He had already attracted a wave of attention with the same plot in the class just now, but now he is just using the same trick again.

What’s miserable is that when Haruyama also confidently passed the photos of the ghost generals he took to Ins and Twitter!

He was banned.

Permanent.

"..." Mizuno sniffed, and the initiator did not react much to his masterpiece.

On the contrary, the clothes Haruandaya were wearing were very noticeable. He pointed to Haruandaya's chest.

Haruyama was wearing a pain shirt, and the pain shirt was the virtual image of Miyu Kahara's brother...

The white-haired and white-eared VTB has a standard arrogant look.

"Your clothes..."

"Boss Mizuno, are you talking about Noriko?"

Is it Yeliangwang or Yeliang Meow?

Mizuno has watched the broadcast accident of Shibo Kohara. It was really a mental pollution. He can't forget the extremely disgusting false voice that is cute.

Those sentences of Wang, the meow makes people feel insane and have the ultimate devilish murmur.

"Still wearing it?" Mizuno was really worried about the successive encounters during the Golden Week, and did it stimulate Haruanda's nerves to be abnormal.

Tadaya Haruyama's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he had transformed from a high school student into a philosopher.

He said to Mizuno seriously: "Boss Mizuno, I understand what you want to say."

"But actually what I like is Noriko, that virtual image."

"She is playful, kind, arrogant, cute, singing out of tune, and likes to play the game of zombies. From time to time, she asks for rewards like begging."

"But all this has nothing to do with that unknown creature called Gohara or something!"

"Virtuality and reality cannot be equated. Isn't star-chasing people the same persona like?"

"After all, I consume the same thing, and I love the outer layer. In this case, what does it matter if Norao-Wang and Kaguhara Shiho are the same person?"

"And after all... the one who understands men the most is indeed men."

Takuya Haruyama is now becoming dangerous, and Mizuno pulled down the chair without any trace.
Chapter completed!