"Give up?"

Kitahara Nanfeng glanced at the direction of the bathroom where Mio was: "What does it mean?"

"I don't know either."

Shiori seemed to be very uncomfortable with the high-heeled sandals under her feet. After squatting for a while, she felt tired. She sat directly on the floor and then reached out to her shoes.

The clothes she wore were of a relatively fit type, showing the girl's body curves very well, and her slender waist was clearly visible.

A grievanced face paired with a charming outfit.

Both seductive and innocent temperaments exist at the same time.

Shiori holds the shoes in a very childish position and wants to take them off.

But it's a pity.

The high-heeled sandals on her jade feet also seem to be part of the imperial costume.

Can't get rid of it at all.

Kitahara Nanfeng's eyes were attracted by Shiori's actions. Shiori just looked up and Kitahara Nanfeng met her eyes.

Shiori looked aggrieved and tears were about to emerge again.

"I don't want to wear this..."

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't help laughing.

He shook his head helplessly, reached out to hold her delicate ankles, and helped her gently take off the high-heeled sandals from her small jade feet: "Tell me carefully about the meeting between Mio and Mika."

"You can turn my school uniform back first..." Shiori tried to explain the conditions.

"You talk first."

Nanfeng Kihara held her other round calf and took off her other high-heeled sandals: "And this is your own choice of clothes, what does it have to do with me? Tell me quickly, and I will see your performance and change it back to you."

“…”

Shiori bit his lips when he heard him, and his fair calves became tighter, as if he wanted to put one foot on Kitahara Nanfeng's face.

But until her shoes were taken off, she still didn't dare... In the end, she could only talk about the process of meeting Mio and Mika obediently.

A few minutes later.

"…and then Mika disappeared? In the end, Mio's memory was also sealed? That's why she thought you brought her here?"

The Nanfeng of Beihara looked at Shiori holding his knees.

"Yes." Shiori nodded.

"Then now... is it Mika or Mio?"

Shiori blurted out and said, "Aren't you the same person when you are in front of you? There is no difference at all! How do I know! I don't understand you..."

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng was silent for a moment and looked at the direction of the bathroom again.

It just so happened that Mio came out.

She raised her waist and gathered her hair in her shawl. While tying her hair, she walked towards Nanfeng, Niharahara: "Brother Ye-yeong... Why did you let Shiori wear such strange clothes again? You would make her cry."

"She has cried." Kitanhara Nanfeng stopped talking, and pressed Shiori's little head at the same time, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

"..." Shiori's cheeks bulged slightly against the big hand of the north wind in the northland.

"Then you won't change her back."

Natsume Mio tied her long hair into a ponytail, shook it gently, and then squatted down beside Kitahara Nanfeng and looked at Shiori.

"Yes, change back." Shiori looked at Natsume Mio.

Add one more favorable impression of her.

"...Or she will ask you to buy cakes later."

Natsume Mio squatted in front of Shiori, stretched out her white index finger, gently tapped Shiori's smooth forehead, and said the second half: "I can't help it when she eats it. If I can't help it, I will eat it, I will be fat... Change her back to her brother, don't let her eat the cake."

Shiori: "…"

The favorability has decreased.

"You guys bully me, I won't change it!"

Shiori looked at the two of them, took a deep breath, and suddenly gave up on himself, jumping into the shadow of Nanfeng, the Northland.

"...It seems to be angry." Natsume Mio was slightly stunned, and immediately turned her head to look at Kitanhara Nanfeng, a little at a loss.

"I'll coax it later."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at his shadow and his mouth twitched, feeling helpless.

"Remember to coax it. I didn't mean it either. She is a god and won't get fat at all when eating cakes, but I will..."

Natsume Mio muttered with a little unwillingness and stood up: "I'm going to take a shower."

"Yes." Nanfeng Kitahara stood up.

Natsume Mio was stunned for a moment, realizing something, and reached out to hold Kitahara Nanfeng's chest: "I'm washing! I'll wash!"

"Um."

Nanfeng Kitahara nodded seriously, then reached out and gently pulled down the zipper of her short skirt.

"My skirt... Brother Yi, you didn't listen at all...ah."

Mio Natsume said halfway, and suddenly let out a cute scream.

Beiyuan Nanfeng picked her up around the waist, and with some thoughts, he looked at the floor-to-ceiling window where the figures of the two were reflected, and walked towards the bathroom.

Let’s confirm the last time whether this is Mio or Mika.

...

That day, night.

Hotel rooftop.

"What you mean is that besides Natsume Mio, you also have a sister who is also a sister who says that she is from the future. You can come back from Huangquan Kingdom. Now Mio can fight me back and forth because of another... Mio?"

Shimikai Sumiko put her hair on her temples blown by the evening breeze behind her ears, and turned her head and looked at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan with expressionless expression.

"Although I know it's nonsense, that's what it means."

The north wind in the north is leaning against the guardrail and looking at the dimly lit city.

He just told Sumiko Shirai everything he knew.

In this regard, she is obviously more experienced, and Beiyuan Nanfeng needs her experience.

“…It really fits the fantasy of adolescent boys.”

Sumiko Nichihiro looked at Kitanhara Nanfeng and pulled the corners of her mouth. A sneer appeared on her cool and beautiful face: "After pushing down the Nian duo, have you started to fantasize about the prostitute girl duo again?"

"Hey, I'm serious." Beiyuan Nanfeng glared at her.

"…I know, but I don't believe it because of the future or the reversal of time."

Sumiko Nichihiro turned around and looked at the lights downstairs, taking a little more serious:

"Things like time travel or reversing time are not as simple as some fictional works describe it."

"At your current rank, you should have vaguely guessed that this is something that even gods cannot do."

"Although there are often Japanese plots in Japanese animations where Japan saves the world, most of them are just self-righteous. The place we are in is just an island country, and the world is not just this island country... and not only more than 100 million people in the island country. If you reverse the entire world, you can't even squeeze out the divine nature of Gao Tianyuan, Amaterasu Dajiji, and drain the divine nature of all the gods above."

"As for time and space travel, it is not impossible to reverse the entire world, but this will definitely trigger some uncontrollable effects, and it is also very difficult, and all this possibility is slim."

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

So what is Mijia now?

“…Are you disappointed with this answer?”

Sumiko Qihai turned her head slightly and looked at the side face of Nanfeng Beiyuan.

Beiyuan Nanfeng faced the evening breeze and smiled: "Disappointment is not considered a matter of, it's just a feeling of shattered fantasy..."

"Yeah?"

Sumiko Nichihiro raised her head and looked at the gorgeous starry sky above her head. She said in a vague voice: "There is no way, the world is like this, Nanfeng... I went from being arrogant to realizing that I was actually a frog in the well, and finally jumped out of the well. It took nearly a thousand years. I don't want you to repeat the same mistakes. I know this world better than you, and this starry sky... We are just a small speck of dust."
Chapter completed!