0222: It feels good to break a jar(1/2)
Kitahara Ryosuke stared blankly at the ceiling.
Why?
Forgot.
He had a good idea last night and went back to his room after Aunt Xia Hai fell asleep.
As a result, I fell asleep while waiting.
Then it seemed that the people around him were dishonest in sleeping, so Kitahara Ryosuke subconsciously slapped him twice, and then it was no longer in his memory.
It could also be selective forgetting.
People are like this, they like to forget things that are not good for them.
Kitahara Ryosuke got up silently, walked into the bathroom to wash up, and found a tattered pajamas in the trash can.
""
There is no way, I really forgot.
I always feel that Aunt Natsumi has an indescribable charm.
It's really not that he is shirking responsibility.
He admits that he is not a 100% determined person.
But under normal circumstances, Kitahara Ryosuke would never be able to do such a thing.
"There are at most two days. After two days, everything here will be a memory."
Kitahara Ryosuke comforted himself in this way.
At this moment, Aunt Natsumi's voice came from the kitchen, "Ohara, we will eat in about twenty minutes."
Hearing this, Kitahara Ryosuke responded, turned around and came to the kitchen door, and glanced at the busy figure of the eldest aunt.
"Forget it, it's already like this. I feel like I'm still in the second stage with one foot."
A moment later, Natsumi Chiyo, who was in much better condition than yesterday, felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist.
"!!!"
This seems to be the first time.
Still in the kitchen.
Immediately, Natsumi Chiyo whispered: "It's time to eat."
The big hands on the waist were indifferent.
Then, Aunt Xia Hai blushed and lowered her voice, "..."
On the fifth day that Kitahara Ryosuke came to Qiu Ze City, breakfast was half hot and half cold.
Aunt Natsumi, who was sitting opposite, finished her meal hastily and then returned to her room.
Since he promised to review well, Kitahara Ryosuke finished his meal and immediately returned to his own den and started to pretend.
Well, it feels good to break the jar.
For several days, a pair of tight pants has been dangling in front of him every day. This is unbearable!
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Since it is just a show, the test paper on the table cannot be blank.
After three shorts and one long, etc., Kitahara Ryosuke also turned over the answers, with a correct rate of 30%.
"It's really unreliable."
It was at this time that Ryosuke Kitahara felt dizzy, his vision distorted, and he came.
Here, the weirdness all comes from imagination.
No matter which side is real and which side is imagination, it makes no difference to Kitahara Ryosuke.
To play the role of a re-examination candidate of the Xia Hai family, he had to kill 100 weirdos.
Kitahara Ryosuke looked up and saw that the 4-hour countdown had not yet appeared.
Go to bed and close your eyes.
Although he was not very sleepy, the first four killing sessions were all started with his eyes closed, so Kitahara Ryosuke chose to lie down obediently.
Half an hour.
One hour.
There was movement outside the door.
"!!!"
Kitahara Ryosuke opened his eyes again, his vision was distorted and turned blood red.
However, the strange thing is that he is already in this state and the countdown still does not appear.
As for the movement outside the door, it was not weird or monster, it was Aunt Natsumi clearing the table.
After breakfast, Natsumi Chiyo ran away, Kitahara Ryosuke went back to the room to pretend, and the table and kitchen were still in a mess.
Kitahara Ryosuke thought about waiting a little longer, then he heard Aunt Natsumi say: "Ohara, can you help me buy some food at noon?"
"good."
After a while, the door to the second bedroom opened, and the living room was already clean.
Aunt Natsumi went to the kitchen, put on her apron again, and prepared for lunch. She heard footsteps and looked back to see it was Kitahara Ryosuke. She smiled and said, "Ohara, you must be tired. Go watch TV or play games for a while to relax."
Then, her apron-clad waist was hugged again.
Natsumi Chiyo: "!!!"
"What did you promise me?" the question came from behind.
Xia Hai was a little panicked, "I mean...but if you do this, it will hurt your body."
Kitahara Ryosuke: "I remember telling you that I like how you dress."
The tight leggings are very cool, and the black silk heated pants are also yyds.
At home, Professor Natsumi's character was still a little weak. She wanted to repeat what she said in the morning, but before she could say it, she was pinned down by the sink.
Kitahara Ryosuke opened the kitchen window.
Natsumi Chiyo: "Don't!..."
Without any other words, Kitahara Ryōzhi asked: "I continue to eat your food because I believe you, why are you still hurting me?!"
Natsumi: "I didn't, Ohara, did you see something strange again?"
Kitahara Ryosuke: "Something strange... just because there is none, I came to you; where did you hide the medicine?!"
"No more, you have dumped them all."
"lie!"
Kitahara Ryosuke's current state is completely consistent with the killing time. If it were just the sequelae of the last time he entered, he should have returned to normal long ago.
But now, he has neither exited the distorted vision nor seen the monster.
Before this, except for eating the food cooked by Natsumi Chiyo, he had never done anything detrimental to the mission.
Who else could it be if she wasn’t her!
Being an exorcist is not a good profession, and the ghost realm is not a good place.
Kitahara Ryosuke has already made up his mind to find Teacher Nishijima immediately after returning home to treat his delusional disorder of being unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
But he couldn't tell the difference. He didn't want to go back and become a complete lunatic. He wanted to end this crappy mission as soon as possible.
Until!...There was a loud noise outside the window.
"boom"!
Kitahara Ryosuke looked downstairs and saw a large monster wearing a security uniform waving its fist at passers-by.
Huge! Weird! Protect! Safe!
Not far from the security guard, there was a dog with its tongue hanging out and dripping water, leading more than 20 people towards the street.
Those people's eyes were dull and their mouths were full of laughter, as if they had become fools.
No, they all fell into the hallucination, and that thing was Jinguji’s ex-husband Sakamoto Eiji.
What the hell!..."There is no countdown..."
Kitahara Ryosuke finally thought of it.
If you take more medicine, you will definitely end up staying in the ordinary Qiu Ze City.
Then at the other extreme, the result of completely stopping the drug is to be in the killing time forever.
Looking at Aunt Natsumi who was sitting on the ground wiping her tears and sobbing, Kitahara Ryosuke knocked on his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I'm sick. I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't argue with me."
To be continued...