I inherited the Shrine text volume 13 in Kanagawa. "I said to you guys, don't run in the corridor!"

Yui Miyata just pulled Kitahara Nanfeng out of the classroom.

I ran into Mr. Watanabe who was preparing for morning class.

She looked at Miyata Yui who was pulling Kitahara Nanfeng and jogging out, and her blood pressure suddenly came up.

Although... she couldn't afford to offend either of these two little ancestors, but based on her professional ethics, she still shouted at them: "And it's about to start class, where are you going!?"

"Skip class!"

Yui Miyata pulled Kitahara Nanyu to pass by Teacher Watanabe. When she passed by Teacher Watanabe, she said with confidence.

"Skip class!?You guys!"

With a single ponytail and a loose sportswear, the heroic teacher Watanabe's chest was undulating and murderous intent.

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled at her.

...I can only smile at her.

Otherwise what can I do.

Kitahara Nanfeng followed behind Miyata Yui.

Looking at her ponytail shaking slightly as she trotted, she felt helpless.

Yui Miyata took him downstairs like the wind, changed his shoes in the shoe cabinet, and then pulled him to the school gate. It seemed that he was planning to run all the way home.

Beiyuan Nanfeng had no objection, but her physical strength...

really.

As soon as he ran out of the school gate, Yui Miyata slowed down and stopped directly when he ran to the door. He held his round thighs wrapped in soft black silk with both hands, and gasped quickly.

Nanfeng Beiyuan stood aside, patted her back gently, and said with some amusement: "What are you doing in such a hurry? Just skip class. I'm not not going to follow you."

“…”

Yui Miyata raised her head, her little face blushed, very cute.

She barely smiled at Kitahara Nanfeng, took out her cell phone, quickly sent a message to Kaori Iwai, then straightened her waist, tiptoed to Kitahara Nanfeng, and gave her a thumbs up, indicating that she was fine.

Kitahara Nanfeng pressed her little head and also sent a message to Mio explaining her current situation.

"So what do you want to skip classes? Will the patrol officer tell you when you go out for a walk during this period?"

Kitahara Nanfeng put away his cell phone and asked about Miyata Yui.

"Go to my house."

Miyata Yui raised her chest and said proudly.

"Mr. Saito won't talk about you?"

"Nanfeng wouldn't say it when he was by his side, and he didn't allow me to go to school before, so he definitely couldn't say it to me if I skipped classes, right? Nanfeng?"

Yui Miyata reached out to hold the big hand pressed on his head, blinked his eyes, and clearly wanted to find a backer.

"Yeah, no."

Kitahara Nanfeng couldn't help laughing and said in accordance with her words.

"So that's fine, come home with me, Nanfeng."

Yui Miyata pinched Kitahara's big hand, then pulled him around and was about to leave.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was about to follow her.

But suddenly... Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at a familiar figure from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly stopped and frowned.

“…Northern wind?”

Sanlun Gui squatted beside the school gate, holding a cigarette in his right hand, looking depressed, and looking like a bad gangster.

"Three Round Gui?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng shouted at him.

Milou Kei quickly threw down the cigarette in his hand and stood up.

Originally, he came to school and was worried about how to explain the memory to Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Unexpectedly, when Beiyuan Nanfeng appeared, he was pulled out by a beautiful girl.

"Don't you need to go to class?" Milou Kei greeted her.

“Skip class.”

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Yui Miyata with a smile, then slowly put away his smile and asked, "Is there anything you have to do?"

Yui Miyata stood behind Kitahara Nanfeng, tiptoed, and looked at Miraki Kei curiously.

Beiyuan Nanfeng pressed her little head back.

Milou Kei sighed, took out the box from her arms, and said straight to the point:

"Well... I won't go around in circles anymore. I'm mainly here to remember things."

"memory……"

Kitahara Nanfeng glanced at the box in Sanlun Kei's hand and said blankly: "Didn't I say I don't need it for the time being?"

“…”

Milou Kei looked at the amazing momentum in front of her, and swallowed quietly, and said with a hard forehead: "I know...but my superiors let me explain it to you."

"say what?"

"It's you..."

Milou Kei retelled what the person on the other end of the phone that day.

Of course, it is not that direct, for example, directly saying that his body is essentially his own, he just re-digged it out and did some work of slit and repairing and reuse it...

He expressed the same meaning very tactfully.

Of course, even if it is so tactful.

Sanlun Kei also has the determination to die.

"Is your own body?"

Beihara Nanfeng looked at Sanlun Kei and did not beat him up as he thought. He just muttered to himself.

Seeing him like this, Milou Gui slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not him that he is cowardly.

But Beiyuan Nanfeng is currently the strongest person in the entire island country! Sumiko Qihai is much inferior to him.

Even in the entire East Asia, he is now one of the best.

Faced with such an existence, Sanlun Gui has no reason to be timid.

Fortunately.

The final result is pretty good.

Milou Kei walked a few steps forward and handed the box back to Nihara Nanfeng: "Yes, I've finished what I want to say, so what do you decide?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the box and was silent for a moment. He did not answer immediately, but asked, "...I'm a little curious, what's your name? Do you know me?"

"I know, but the name...sorry, I don't know, I only know a code name."

"Okay, it's the one who knows me."

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head and looked at the box again: "Go back first, I think about it, I'll reply to you later."

"Ah? OK..."

Milou Kei was stunned for a moment, then slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he did not get the exact result in the end, he had at least got an answer.

He didn't drag on the mud, but put away the box, then bowed to the northyuan Nanfeng, turned around and left.

Beiyuan Nanfeng watched him leave.

Yui Miyata, who had been standing behind Kitahara Nanfeng, grabbed the hem of his school uniform, and suddenly a small head emerged from his armpit, and looked at Milou Kei together.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked down at Miyata Yui who was protruding his head, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing? Xiao Yui."

"memory?"

Yui Miyata, who was under Kitahara Nanfeng's armpit, looked up at his face, his eyes flashing, with curiosity.

"Well, memory. It requires choice, entanglement of the past and the future, and the troubles that determine personality exist."

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded and then sighed: "I originally thought I would not plan to accept this memory for the time being, but I didn't expect that the other party knew my concerns very well, so I was moved again. After all, the feeling of missing a piece of memory is not good, but this thing is... "

"Nanfeng, I don't understand."

Yui Miyata hugged Kitanhara Nanfeng's hand, blinked his eyes, looking innocent.

“…Skip classes and play.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and changed his mind.

"Okay!ヾノ"
Chapter completed!