[Comprehensive] Jinmu Rebirth

Chapter 397

A piano sound floated from the piano room on the second floor.

The servant who was weeding the garden downstairs subconsciously stopped to listen. It was not a complicated tune, so simple that a novice who practiced the piano could learn it in a year.

The piano sound keeps repeating the same piece of music, simplifying the complexity, but it will not make people tired of listening.

The joy and sorrow of "Canon" are intertwined, clinging to the heart tightly, there is no way to break free from this repetitive tune.

From beginning to end, the pianist is engaged and detached, manipulating the emotions brought about by the sound of the piano.

The more so the more sad.

"Is Master Yan playing the piano..."

The servant wrote down the little master's piano practice time today, and at the same time, he was overwhelmed with admiration.

Whether it's reading or playing the piano, even a layman like him can tell that Mr. Yan's piano playing has improved again, and he can't tell at all that he has only studied for less than a year.

Such a talent is worthy of being the heir of the Hexiu family.

It wasn't until night fell that the sound in the piano room gradually stopped, He Xiuyan leaned on the piano, his black hair and white skin unexpectedly matched the black piano.

His fingers brushed the piano that his grandfather gave him, "I feel calmed down."

When he was disturbed by the blank memory, his grandfather asked him to learn a musical instrument, so the piano he saw when he woke up became what he wanted to learn.He didn't like the piano very much at first, but as time passed, the piano filled his loneliness in He Xiu's mansion.

"I can't play the violin, but I can still play the canon on the piano."

Talking to the air with Xiuyan, he closed his eyes.

He can't get close to the human family, and he can't accept the love of ghouls.

Grandpa wants to train him to be the head of the family, so he can only do his best, not to mention that he is far from being able to dominate his own life on the road paved for him by the Hexiu family.

The servant outside the door went upstairs and said softly, "Master Yan, dinner is ready."

Today's dinner has been postponed for an hour than usual.

"What's for dinner?"

He Xiuyan didn't get up, buried his face under his arms, and his voice was slightly indifferent.

"According to the master's instructions, I have prepared 'soft vegetables' and 'meat' for you. The dessert after the meal is ice cream pudding made by a Michelin-starred chef."

"...Remove the 'tender vegetables'."

"Master Yan, the head of the family hopes that you can supplement nutrition."

"I just don't want to eat tonight."

"Yes."

The servant didn't make any further comments, and quietly went back to remove the "green vegetables" for dinner.

He Xiuyan looked at his outstretched five fingers, they were white and clean, no different from human beings.At first he thought there was nothing wrong with this, but when he was really distinguished, he found that he still had a feeling of being excluded.

"Are there people like me in this world..."

After dinner, the servant quietly reported the picky eater with Xiuyan. On the second morning in Japan and Hexiu’s mansion, He Xiuchangji and He Xiujishi learned about it while having breakfast, and Hexiujishi’s expression Wei Bian, "You stopped eating again?"

He Xiu Changji was more calm than his son, and said, "Probably because I have more contact with human beings, and I understand something in my heart."

"Everyone came here like this, and it's not too early for Yan to understand." He Xiuji looked at the porridge in his bowl, stirred it gently with a spoon, and suddenly felt that he lost his appetite.

The difference between humans and ghouls is doomed at birth.

The people he sees every day, the subordinates he deals with, all he smells in his nose is food.

He Xiu Changji was displeased with his words, "Don't instill your sentimental thoughts into Yan, Yan's nature is predatory, have you forgotten how he behaved when he just lost his memory? That is the real Yan! Suppressing his nature will only make him He became weak."

When he and Xiuji were sad to find that in this family, he seemed to have completely fallen out of favor.

Well, it's been like this since the nephew came home.

"How does father plan to let him get through this hurdle?"

"take it easy."

"Uh?"

He and Xiuji felt that these words did not come from his father's mouth.

"I've been in a hurry once, and I caused him indelible harm." He Xiu Changji's eyes were as terrifying as an abyss, "This kind of mistake is enough once, what I want to cultivate is an heir, not to be pulled back by He Xiu's family leftovers."

Agreeing with Xiu Jishi: "Father, this method is very good."

He Xiu Changji didn't listen to his flattery, and looked at each other coldly: "Have you arranged what I want you to do?"

And Xiuji's face became bitter.

"It is not difficult to find an island, but it is not so easy to find an island that can hold tens of thousands of prisoners and can deploy military defenses."

What era is it now, and it is actually required that the island is not monitored by satellites.

"Is there no one under the name of Hexiu's family?"

"Yes, but..."

"No but! It's worth the price."

"..."

And Xiu Jishi looked reluctant.

He Xiu Changji understood his expression, hated him and said, "I know what you are heartbroken about. It's just an island. Where is the eligible island?"

Confided in a low voice with Xiuji: "The Mediterranean Sea is close to the Middle East."

He Xiu Changji was startled, "It's over there."

The Hexiu family is a family that immigrated to Japan from abroad. It took hundreds of years of development to take root in Japan, but the place that Yoshishi mentioned is in the "hometown".

No wonder he is reluctant, because the symbolic meaning of the ancestral land is different.

"Can you ensure that it will not be discovered by the outside world?"

"Well, it has been claimed to be doing experiments, and it has been allowed by various countries in the early years. No satellite can monitor this island."

"Then settle it."

"Okay...the location is confirmed, what about the number of people?"

"Over the years, there have been quite a few criminals who have helped and concealed the ghouls. In addition, the war in the Middle East has continued. It is time for them to contribute to the Hexiu family."

"Where are the ghouls?"

"The number of inmates that Kouklia and several other prisons can provide is sufficient."

"Father, will there be too much trouble?"

"Don't make a big fuss, transfer a little bit, we start to arrange now, and we can start almost two years later."

When Hexiu Changji communicated with him about this matter, the restaurant in Hexiu's mansion was silent, and no servant approached, allowing the father and son to talk about confidential matters.

Thinking of the consequences of that plan with Xiuji, he took a light breath and trembled all over.

This had to be the biggest and craziest project he'd ever been a part of.

"Since it is a plan, if it fails..."

"No if."

He Xiu Changji's eyes became kind and indifferent, as if he could see his grandson in Berlin.

"People from Hexiu's family are born as dragons, how can they be worms."

The next Patriarch doesn't even have such determination, how to control CCG, how to suppress the Quartet!

What he wants to cultivate is not only the head of the family, but also the king of harmony cultivation!

There are a bunch of "homework" assigned by Hexiu's family that needs to be completed, and there is no room for Hexiu's research. The school holiday means that he will start to add other courses in August.

He has too many things to learn, from being a perfect investigator to being a qualified heir of a big family, he has to learn everything that people in the upper class know, so as to ensure that he will not become blind.

He was almost overwhelmed by a bunch of lessons, and by the time he got his breath, he had been avoiding Ninja Yushi for a week, and only took a private car home every day.

And another trouble for him is coming.

He Xiuyan flicked through the not-so-thick materials in his hand, and asked the servant: "That's all?"

The servant didn't know what he wanted to do, and said tremblingly, "Mr. Arima's information is highly confidential. I can't collect much information, and any more information must be approved by the head of the family."

He Xiuyan looked at the exaggerated record on the information, his eyes sank.

"Victorious in all battles?"

His fighting teacher is stronger than ghouls!

"Yes, Mr. Arima is very strong, and he is also number one in the International Ghoul Countermeasures Bureau. His record is unmatched by anyone."

Speaking of Kisho Arima, the servant couldn't help showing reverence.

He Xiuyan had an expressionless face.

Are you a ghoul from the Hexiu family?You are a ghoul!

"I see, you go down, he will come in a few days." He Xiuyan didn't care about his attitude towards Arima Kisho with his servant, and waved his hand to make people leave.

After there were no servants, He Xiuyan quickly read through his materials.

There is no interest in this kind of information, but only the experience of Arima Kisho since joining CCG.

However, he still found a problem.

Arima Kisho is 30 years old this year.

After a long while, He Xiuyan's pupils were dark and shiny, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's 30 years old."

If he remembers correctly, the lifespan of a half-human is relatively short, and the age of 30 is definitely the last peak period of a half-human, after which it will inevitably decline.

The tragedy of the hero's end?

No, as long as that man is alive, there is no word "tragedy" on him!

Before Kisho Arima was about to take the plane to Germany, He Xiuyan communicated with his grandfather first, and complained: "I miss Japanese things abroad, grandpa, can Mr. Arima bring me some gifts? I want to I want the sugar figurines sold under the Tokyo Tower, the steamed buns in Chinatown, and the latest magazines in the bookstore..."

After reporting the names of a series of items, he coaxed grandpa sweetly.

"I also want the wagashi he made himself."

"...Your general probably won't do it."

"Grandpa, didn't you say that everyone in the family listened to you? I just want him to make it himself. By the way, I want to taste his blood in the wagashi."

"..."

"Grandpa? I don't have a good appetite recently..."

As soon as he mentioned his bad appetite, he and Xiu Changji compromised almost instantly, without the consciousness that he had agreed to a difficult thing.

During the conversation between grandpa and grandson, He Xiuyan reminded intentionally or unintentionally: "Grandpa, Arima Kisho is 30 years old, has the family not arranged for him yet? I saw on foreign websites that a 30-year-old male That's when sperm quality reaches its peak..."

Without being too explicit, he quickly took his grandfather to chat about Japanese food and customs, saying that he had been wearing a suit for too long and wanted the same kimono as his grandfather.

It wasn't until the end of the call with his grandson that He Xiu Changji's expression became stiff.

It seemed that he agreed to some strange request from his grandson.

What kind of wagashi did you make?

Your general's blood? !

If he mentions this kind of thing to the noble general, the noble general will definitely go on strike to show him!

After pondering for a few seconds, he and Xiu Changji did something that his grandson should not know: "Come here, go to the blood bank to find a blood sample of your noble general, and ask for the freshest."

"What? Not within a month? He didn't go for a medical examination... Well, let him have a medical examination before going to Germany."

He Xiu Changji shook his head, lamenting that your general doesn't care about his body.

What the grandson said came to mind.

Sperm quality...

The noble general is the strongest combat power of the Hexiu family. He doesn't want to split the family to produce such a powerful half-human, even if he has half or one-third of the strength of the noble general.

What's more, the descendants of half humans also have a probability of being one-eyed ghouls.

"Wait, add an item to the medical examination form to check the male's sperm. I want to know whether your general can have offspring."

Things can be bought by servants, and wagashi can also be made by others. It would be good to mix a little of the noble general's blood in it. The biggest problem is how to get the noble general to send it to the researcher himself.

Yan doesn't seem to like the noble general very much, otherwise he wouldn't make such a request on purpose.

He dialed the internal number with Xiu Changji, "Your Excellency, come here, I have something to trouble you."

After the unremitting efforts of the chief speaker, he minimized the difficulty.

Kisho Arima accepted the errand with indifference. Apart from going to Germany for training and research, he also had to bring a bunch of rubbish to please that little ancestor in his own name.

Since amnesia, a certain person knows how to resist more than before.

After getting rid of the chairman, Arima Kisho received a medical examination notice before he could return to the 24th district.

He stared at the medical examination form that the chief speaker asked others to hand over to him, and thought of the old man's concern for him, he sighed slightly in his heart.The Patriarch of the Hexiu family may be cruel to other half-humans, but the only person who has no right to blame the other is himself, because the old man has nothing to do to him.

He turned around and went to the medical examination place.

Half an hour passed.

A nurse in white looked at him curiously, then lowered her head and said, "There is still one item that has not been checked above, sir, please finish the last item."

She handed back the medical form.

Arima Kisho is very familiar with the items of the physical examination, and there is no omission.

A trace of vigilance rose in his heart.

Looking down, Arima Kisho saw what he had missed: "Sperm test."

The nurse in white said professionally: "Sir, there is a single room over there."

Arima Kisho: "..."

Seeing that the white-haired man did not move for a long time, the nurse under the ccg name seemed to understand, and said calmly, "Do you need help?"

What responded to her was the attitude of the man leaving the medical examination form without hesitation.

"Hey! Sir, you can't go!"

No one can stop the ccg god of death who wants to leave.

After hearing the news, He Xiu Changji expressed great regret, but he didn't make things difficult for the noble general. After giving the noble general a bunch of things bought by the servants, he personally sent him to the plane.

Before leaving, Kisho Arima firmly said to the old man, "Chairman, I don't plan to get married."

He Xiu Changji had a clear expression on his face: "I won't force you."

As soon as Arima Kisho was relieved, he heard the chief speaker say: "If you don't get married, you can find a few lovers or bed partners. Being single is not good for your health."

Kisho Arima paused as he boarded the plane.

You old man should deal with the issue of your illegitimate child first!

The GFG Headquarters in Germany once again ushered in a special investigator on a business trip. The GFG special officers in the headquarters all hid out and did not want to see each other again.Seth Gehanna was smiling and welcoming, one god of death is worth ten special investigators!

You must know that Kisho Arima seldom travels on business after he was promoted to the special class, and he was definitely lucky to be able to see the other party recently.

"There's Matt waiting, this time it's hard work for you to come to gfg."

"Where is He Xiuyan?"

"At this point in time, he's in the office. Do you want to see him?"

"Ah."

Arima Kisho is holding a suitcase in his left hand and a bag full of snacks in his right hand, which makes his image very down-to-earth, not like a cold white god of death.

Seth glanced at the bag, and couldn't help saying with emotion: "The master-student relationship is so good."

Kisho Arima laughed silently.

Yes.

This disciple of his really missed him in general.

Seth was a little uncomfortable by his laughter, coughed, and showed him the way, "He Xiuzhun is in the single-person office downstairs, the seventh room on the right hand side of the elevator."

Kisho Arima said in a Japanese manner, "Thank you."

His body leaned forward slightly.

Watching the man leave, Seth shook his head, thinking of those investigators in GFG who are in high positions at a young age, but have their nostrils turned upside down.

In terms of politeness, the investigators of GFG are not as good as the investigators of CCG.

However, Seth didn't know that politeness is for strangers, for acquaintances... just close the door.

How does it feel to suddenly see Kisho Arima while working?

He Xiuyan's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't hear footsteps, didn't feel the approaching breath, it wasn't that his body got used to the breath of this person, but that the other person walked into the office without sound.

He was surprised, then calmly stopped writing, "It's Mr. Arima."

I went to check the door on purpose.

Very well, the door was ajar, and Arima Kisho did not close it.

He has never been afraid of anyone, and has been taught the knowledge of superiors by He Xiu Changji, and He Xiuyan thinks that there is no one in this world that makes him terrified.

But every time he saw Arima Kisho, he was vaguely afraid.

It shouldn't be.

"The chief speaker asked me to bring it." Arima Kisho put the bag on his table, which was full of the freshest and most delicious food that Shuken requested.As for the rest of the items, the servants of Hexiu's family took them to the residence when they got off the plane.

He Xiuyan opened the bag, talking and laughing: "Really? I miss Japanese wagashi all the time. I can't buy authentic Japanese food in Germany."

He found a box of wagashi he wanted.

Looking at the exquisite packaging, He Xiuyan's eyes flashed a bit of boredom, his grandfather was really kind to Mr. Arima, and he even asked others to make wagashi for him.

But... the sweet smell of glutinous rice...

Grandpa didn't lie to him!

After a brief surprise, He Xiuyan raised his brows and picked up a small snack wrapped in cherry leaves from the box. This is the famous cherry cake in wagashi.

The sakura cake was supposed to be stuffed with red bean paste.

Mistakenly thinking that Grandpa's order was successful, He Xiuyan showed weakness by relying on Arima Kisho, and took a bite of Sakuramochi in front of each other.

"It's delicious."

As soon as he bit into the cherry cake, the dark red bean paste filling flowed out.

That is blood.

Kisho Arima's eyes were fixed. Before that, he didn't know that Wagashi was made like this!

He Xiuyan Tangtang was eating the human blood cherry cake at gfg, the small cherry cake was finished in a few mouthfuls, he licked the glutinous rice flour on his finger, the taste was so sweet to his heart.

great!

Such cherry cakes are better than anything he has ever eaten!

"The sweetness and sweetness of the cherry cake, mixed with the smell of cherry leaves—" He Xiuyan couldn't help commenting, "There is a soft and sticky filling in the middle, which is slightly bitter, like eating almonds, but Once neutralized by sweetness, it becomes just right."

No one can tell the taste of blood more objectively than the one-eyed ghoul.

He Shuken approached Arima Kisho who was dressed in a suit, grabbed the tie of the opponent's suit, and pulled it down, forcing Arima Kisho to bend down.

At this time, there was no one outside the door.

He blinked mischievous eyes and took the lead.

"Your Majesty, your taste is really bitter, it is the strangest taste I have ever tasted."

"yes."

Arima Kisho did not show humiliation, and answered the other party lightly.

Then, at an unexpected moment, Arima Kisho kicked the chair next to him suddenly, and the chair hit the door, and the door was closed a few meters later!

He Xiuyan: "Huh?"

With a pain in his shoulder, his position changed drastically, and his world spun around.

Kisho Arima threw him on the table.

The death god of ccg strangled the neck of his family heir, and the veins on Linghe Xiuyan's neck were bulging, so dangerous that it made people's hairs explode, "It seems that you have become more courageous during gfg, and you feel that you can do it before you are in the position Did you order me?"

He Xiuyan breathed heavily, his eyes turned fierce, "Do it if you have the ability!"

Arima Kisho laughed slightly, "You said that."

When dealing with He Xiuyan who was trained by He Xiu Changji, he punched He Xiuyan in the abdomen without mercy, and He Xiuyan let out an "ah" in pain.

This punch hit his stomach!

He Xiuyan almost vomited what he ate just now.

"Stop screaming."

Arima Kisho pinched his vocal cords and easily destroyed his voice.

And Xiuyan's throat was sore.

He kicked Arima Kisho with all his might, and his hands desperately wanted to tear off the opponent's arm. There was no doubt that his fingernails could be so sharp that they could tear a man's arm apart.

Arima Takasho will not give him a chance to resist, this guy will go to the house for three days without fighting.

If I want to eat his blood now, I will want to eat his flesh next time.

The next moment, a click.

He Xiuyan's hands were handcuffed by Quinke.

Arima Kisho was fully prepared this time, and if he wasn't on Hexiu's territory, the other party would have no possibility of videotaping or recording.He wants the other party to understand that Jin Muyan can be controlled by him, and you and Xiuyan don't want to use your status to provoke him.

There were muffled noises in the room.

Shortly after the office door closed, it reopened under the curious eyes of the investigator.

Arima Kisho came out from the inside, patted the dust on his coat, smiled at the others, then turned around and said to the people in the office: "After I go to gfg to hand over, I will stay at your side at night. Remember to ask the servant to I'm preparing dinner."

Without needing an answer from the other party, he closed the office door again and left alone.

After a while, a search officer knocked on the door suspiciously.

"Mr. Hexiu?"

On the floor of the office, He Xiuyan fell to the ground, his face was pale, he covered his throat with his newly repaired vocal cords with his hands, his ribs were broken, and the internal organs in his abdomen were beaten to the point of displacement.

And all of this, he didn't use the power of the one-eyed ghoul, and the opponent didn't use the Quinker weapon.

Completely defeated in melee.

The nightmare from a month ago seemed to come again.

He Xiuyan hammered the ground with his hands, his whole body throbbing with pain, and he struggled to get up.

A bag of snacks on the table was crushed, and he could only find a few pieces of cherry cakes left over, and ate them into his stomach, borrowing the power of blood to make his throat feel better.

"I... I'm fine."

The ugliness cannot be made public.

"Uh."

The investigator outside the door was very surprised, why did Mr. Hexiu answer him like this?

In the evening, when he came back from get off work, he and Xiuyan almost had a frozen face, they didn't even look at Arima Kisho who was sitting in the living room, and went upstairs without saying hello.

The servant looked back and forth between the two in surprise, "Mr. Arima, what's wrong, Ken-sama?"

Arima Kisho sat on the sofa and watched foreign TV, "I don't know."

The servant felt a little relieved.

Mr. Arima's words are definitely not false, Ken-sama probably got angry when he was at work.

When it was time for dinner, the servant saw that the young master would not come down to eat, so he looked at Kisho Arima in embarrassment, and Kisho Arima said to him gently, "I'll call him."

The servant was very grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Arima."

After going upstairs, Kisho Arima knocked on the door of Shuken's bedroom.

The moment He Xiuken opened the door, he made a move, and thrust his fingers into Arima Kisho's eyes, Arima Kisho remained unmoved by his attack, grabbed his hand, and restrained him.

"Stop making trouble, Yan, and go downstairs for dinner."

"..."

The pain I suffered was erased by the other party's light words.

He Xiuyan's indifferent eyes fluctuated violently, "Is this how you pretend in front of my grandfather? A domestic servant should act like a domestic servant. You are simply a wolf that devours the master."

"Wolf?" Arima Kisho laughed, "I'm not that kind of beast."

Restraining the aggressiveness, Arima Kisho reminded: "If you mess around again, you will have to eat in the bedroom later."

When He Xiuyan wanted to fight back for the sake of face, "Ka—" his finger was broken.

He stared at each other incredulously.

In his own family, this person dared to bully him blatantly!

Kisho Arima said kindly, "It's better to listen to what I have to say."

Fingers connected to heart, He Xiuyan was suffocating in pain.

It took a few minutes for Arima Takasho to "persuade" He Xiuyan, who was raised so delicately by He Xiu's family, to go downstairs, and He Xiuyan followed behind him, his fingers trembling.

The servant didn't notice the young master's abnormal state at all, and quickly set the table.

Tonight is mainly human food.

He Xiuyan ate the food on the plate, trying his best not to shake his fingers, otherwise he would not be able to pick up the food.

Arima Kisho said: "After eating, rest for half an hour before starting training."

As a result, the meat on He Xiuyan's chopsticks fell off.

And let no one live.

The basement is no longer the original basement, surrounded by monitoring equipment, even if one or two are broken, there are still many spare pinhole cameras.

After dinner, the two came to the basement.

Kisho Arima looked around: "Is it meaningful?"

He Xiuyan let himself forget about those hateful things and regained his composure.

"Grandpa asked you to teach me fighting skills."

"I have taught you."

"Hehe, well, you are teaching me. I personally don't want my teacher to only know how to beat me, but not how to let me grow step by step."

"Step by step?"

Arima Kishou set his sights on him.

The biggest difference between Xiuyan and Kanekiken is probably that the thorns of the former have just grown, while the thorns of the latter have been flattened by him.

"I used to teach you step by step and spent so much effort. You asked me to teach you from the beginning. I don't think I have the patience. You are far worse than Kaneki Ken."

Arima Kisho's words were extremely ruthless, deeply hurt Kazushuken's self-esteem.

Can't compare to the past?

Can he be blamed for the memory loss?

He Xiuyan's eyes bloomed, and the bright colors contained great anger.

"It looks good."

Kisho Arima slowly raised his lips, already holding a newly made S-class Quinker in his hand.

"However, it's too weak."

The opponent first broke the default principle of not using ghouls' power, so he didn't hesitate to use weapons.

In an instant, the basement was enveloped in flames.

"SS-level, Miha Guren."

The walls of the basement were melted, and the cameras and various instruments were burned!

Japan's first district, the stronghold of the Bronze Tree.

Aite jumped up and down in front of Tatara, reached out and took away the book the other party was reading.Without the cover of the books, she saw the sickly pale face of the other party.

"You went to see Arima Kisho, why did you feel like you had a kidney deficiency after you came back?"

"...No, nothing."

"Oh, I see, you are sleeping with your king."

"Ait!!"

"Don't get angry, I see something wrong with your food intake, so I came to care about you." She was concerned about whether her dear subordinates were tortured to death by Arima Kisho.

Aite secretly added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

Duo Duoliang really couldn't get angry with her, "The king just asked for my opinion and asked if I could give him one of my hype bags."

Aite nodded pretending to be old-fashioned, "Well, you must agree without saying anything."

Duo Liang was teased by her, but he couldn't deny it.

"Yes, I gave He Bao to him as if I was expelled by him once."

"He lacks the Quinker weapon?"

"Wang is not short, Wang said it is used for dealing with and training."

"Wow."

Aite covered his mouth with his fingers, and laughed until tears came out, "You just helped him deal with and study? Be careful and Xiuyan will hate you to death in the future."

Tatara was very casual about this, "It doesn't matter, the king I currently recognize is Arima Kisho, not He Xiuken or Kaneki Ken, whether he hates me or not has nothing to do with me."

Suddenly, Aite stepped behind him.

"How did you give him the hyacinth? I remember Mihyuk's hyacinth is on the ass."

"Not that kind of place!"

"Ah, isn't the tailbone close to there?"

"..."

Duo Liang was so angry that she blushed, and didn't want to pay attention to Aite who had occasional convulsions.

Aite clapped his hands together, "Fireproof after anti-electricity, Arima really spares no effort in cultivating his disciples, and the future evolution is really exciting."

She looked at the distance outside the window, the white clouds were leisurely, and the days became more leisurely.

"What will become of it?"

The dragon in the legend is as long as a scale insect, can be quiet or bright, can be big or small, can be long or short, can ascend to the sky in the spring equinox, and enter the earth in the autumn equinox.

She is not sure what the future will look like, but she can be sure of Jin Mu-jun's max resistance.

What a poor and deserving junior.

Duo Liang glanced at her from the seat, "Aite, I gave Wang a copy of "The Nameless King" you wrote, and Wang said he wanted to read it."

Aite's expression of imagining the future was shattered, and he slapped the table with both hands.

"How can you give it to him!"

That book is full of nonsense about the relationship between Arima Kisho and Kaneki Ken!

Hearing this, Duo Duoliang felt a little sorry for Aite, "I thought it was not important. After all, you gave me a copy and didn't ask me to keep it a secret. You said you wanted me to read it more. But you also know... I'm not familiar with Japanese. Books are a headache, and I don’t want to read them after reading a few pages.”

Aite resisted vomiting blood, "It's over, I have to face your Quinker weapon next time."

Duo Duoliang was puzzled: "It's not that serious, is it?"

Aite asked him very seriously: "How much can you burn now?"

Tatara: "...about four thousand degrees."

"Very good." Aite smiled moodily, "I'm going to order fireproof bandages now!"

Is there anything of this variety?

Tatara doesn't know enough about Japan, so she was puzzled to watch her go shopping online.