midnight.

The north wind of the north world got up from the bed.

Make sure Mio around you won’t wake up after she’s gone.

Beiyuan Nanfeng came to the bathroom with a slight hand and came to the door, leaning against the platform where the clothes were placed, and whispered: "Come out."

The shadow under the light fluctuated slightly.

Then, Shiori poked her head out on the floor and was careful.

“It’s so late.”

Shiori whispered: "Is there anything you have?"

"You should know what I'm asking."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked down at her: "Come out quickly, don't stick out your head sneakily. I always feel something is wrong... Why do you feel like you're stealing something again?"

Shiori crawled out of the floor completely, stood in front of Nanfeng Kitahara, curiously asked, "What are you stealing?"

"Don't ask kids."

Beiyuan Nanfeng raised his right hand and gently tapped her head with a knife.

"You obviously said it first."

Shiori covered her head, raised her snow-white jaw, and looked at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan with grievance.

By the way, is this a god or a high school student?

Nanfeng Beiyuan sighed, and had no choice but to raise his hand to rub her head: "Okay, I'm wrong, okay... I'll ask you, what happened today, you should know, right?"

"what happened?"

Shiori put down her hand covering her head and took a step forward, allowing Kitahara Nanfeng to rub her head better. She raised her head slightly and half-squinted her eyes. A comfortable expression appeared on her cute face, just like a cat who enjoyed her master's hair.

"After I leave, did the girl who is exactly the same as Mio come?"

“…”

Hearing the words of the Nanfeng from Beiyuan.

The cozy look on Shiori's face disappeared.

"Has Meijia been here?" Beiyuan Nanfeng was basically sure, but he still asked.

“Mijia…?”

"It's the girl who looks exactly like Mio."

Shiori cried and said, "It's not that I won't tell you, it's her that she told me not to tell you. I can't beat her. I can only be obedient. Don't beat me..."

"Who is going to beat you up?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little amused and cried. He moved his right hand down her temples and hair, pinching her soft face: "I just asked you if you have been here."

“Come.”

“What did you do?”

"I chatted with Mio, and then the two made a bet. Mio refused to agree, so she forced Mio to fall asleep and left in her clothes."

"And then Mio woke up and forgot about this?"

"I forgot when I woke up, but there seemed to be some memory fragments left. She thought she was having a nightmare and wanted to find you after waking up, but when she walked to the door, she hesitated. Then we both sat in the entrance hall for a long time until you came back."

“…”

The north and south wind are silent.

I thought of the scene where two girls Mio and Shiori sat side by side on the entrance.

Suddenly I felt a little distressed.

"...I really can't beat her."

Shiori saw that Nanfeng from the Northland did not speak, and then explained carefully.

"I know."

Kitahara Nanfeng gently kneaded her face: "But if Mika comes again next time, that is, the girl who looks exactly like Mio, tell her not to scare Mio, and don't eliminate her memories. I don't mind when they meet."

"oh……"

Shiori nodded and whispered: "I try my best if she doesn't beat me..."

"If I see her, I will tell her that you are just insurance, don't worry."

Kitahara Nanfeng smiled, raised his other hand, and held the soft face on the other side of her: "By the way, Shiori, do you miss home?"

“…a little.”

Shiori's small and exquisite snow-white jade feet stood on tiptoe slightly, and put his chin on the palm of Kitahara Nanfeng: "It's quite boring in the hotel, Mio should feel that way."

"Then go home in two days."

Beiyuan Nanfeng thought for a while and looked out the window.

If Shimikai Sumiko doesn't come back in the past two days.

He is going back.

He can't ignore the feelings of the two girls.

Who can bear it when you go to jail every day in a hotel?

"Really?"

Shiori was a little happy when she heard this, and put her little hand on his wrist: "Then are you going to buy cake again? Can I eat it?"

"You can't think of something else?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng glared at her: "Do you have only cake in your mind?"

Shiori whispered: "Then you can't eat it..."

“…but I can change you new clothes.”

"No." Shiori showed a look of being facing a great enemy. She took a step back, curled up her slender and white thighs, raised her hand and pressed her school uniform, and said nervously: "You can't take off my clothes, this is the God-sex suit..."

"Shiori likes to wear a set of clothes with animal ears, pair of ponytails, and off-shoulder outfits, high heels, and black pantyhose elements."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said directly.

Shiori's swear that was pressing tightly began to disintegrate inch, revealing her white skin like cream.

She was stupid.

Then he subconsciously rushed into Beiyuan Nanfeng's arms.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was also stunned.

He forgot this.

Then.

Next second.

Shiori, who was pounced on him, suddenly jumped back, tears came out of his eyes, and looked at Kihara Nanfeng wearing a bathrobe with grievance, and said pitifully: "You really want to beat me..."

"no……"

But Shiori doesn't listen to the explanation.

He escaped directly into the shadow.

Nanfeng Beiyuan stood there, showing an awkward look, a little messy.

...

I sorted out my emotions a little.

Beiyuan Nanfeng left the bathroom.

Shiori hid.

It wasn't a big deal for him to stand alone in the bathroom in the middle of the night.

Back to the warm and comfortable bed.

Kitahara Nanfeng gently lifted the quilt, got back into the quilt, gently embraced Natsume Mio's soft and warm snow body.

He yawned.

Just about to close your eyes.

But suddenly.

A pair of snow-white arms wrapped around his waist...

“…”

Why is this the same as a horror movie?
To be continued...