After getting the Death Note at the beginning, I became invincible

Sun Yue sighed in his heart.

King of Death, doesn't that mean that this is the Death Realm?!

" I'm not wrong. Sun

Yue plans to fish himself out first.

"I didn't volunteer to occupy the magpie's nest, and I don't know why I came here. "

Besides, when did you Grim Reaper take pity on the life of mankind?" the Grim Reaper's

voice was inaudible: "You didn't do it voluntarily?

Sun Yue clasped his hands around his chest and remained calm: "Aren't you a god? "

Through Sun Yue's memory, the King of Death found out that it was really not Sun Yue who ran by himself.

Blame.

It's weird.

But it's funny.

The god of death was merciful, and a cloud of black mist surrounded Sun Yue's body:

"Since you want to go back, I will send you back now." The

black fog dissipated, and Sun Yue was gone.

"It's been a long time since I've had such an interesting thing.

The Reaper King let out a piercing voice that seemed to be a laugh rather than a laugh, and his mocking tone was full of banter.

"It seems that I sent it too back, no matter what, I'll catch it when I think about it one day. "

......

Sun Yue thought that the King of Death really had such a good heart, but when she opened her eyes, she found that the surroundings were even more outrageous.

A room full of strange women, a variety of Gothic decorations, and a body that doesn't belong to you...

Sun Yue's face was ugly, and she stood in front of the mirror and looked at the appearance of this body -

long yellow hair, two ponytails tied on the top of her head, a super cute and pretty little face with a pair of clear and bright eyes, wearing a black gothic loli style skirt, red nails, and a petite body...

Isn't this Mihai Sha!!

Sun Yue slammed it on the table with a bang

! This guy of the Death King actually sent the wrong time and space!

Sun Yue held his forehead, thinking in his heart that this Death King was not intentional at all.

Unless He took the initiative to get her back, she would be here for the rest of her life.

Damn!

Sun Yue let out a long exhale, deciding to put these things behind for now.

What time is it.

Sun Yue, no, it should be called Mihai Sand.

She took the opportunity to grab the phone on the desktop and saw that March X, 2004, happened to be the day Rem was ready to come.

Mi Haisha put away her phone and planned to go out for a walk.

The streets are full of neon atmosphere, and you can see snack bars such as sushi ramen every now and then.

Mi Haisha is gradually going in a remote direction, she can't be blamed, she was a Chinese before, and after wearing here, it was all Japanese and couldn't understand the meaning of the words.

I don't know what happened to the original Mihai sand.

Mihaisha walks on an uninhabited road, with only street lights illuminating the front.

"Hehe..."

Mi Haisha turned his head suddenly, and a strange and sloppy man followed him at some point.

Tut.

Mi Haisha subconsciously touched his right wrist, and it was empty.

"What are you going to do!" Mi

Haisha reprimanded loudly, trying to stay out of danger with this man.

"Haisha-chan, I love you!" The man's thin and decadent cheeks were amazingly bright, and he leaned forward to confess to Mi Haisha, "I'm your fan! I've been watching you silently since your debut! I have pasted every poster and postcard of your whole room..."

Who

knew that the man saw Mi Haisha constantly retreating, the madness on his face froze slightly, and then suddenly jumped up and forcibly grabbed

Mi Haisha's wrist! "You dislike me?! You dislike me! You like you so much, you dare to dislike me-"

Mi Haisha's face changed greatly, and he slapped the other party with his backhand

! "Crazy!".

The man who was slapped was stunned for a moment, and then began to laugh, and the strength in his hands gradually tightened.

"Haisha-chan, I like you! Since you don't want to like me, then die together! If you don't love me, you will die! Hahaha-"

After the man finished speaking, he directly took out the knife hidden in his pocket and raised it high to stab Mi Haisha's face

! At such a close distance, Mi Haisha couldn't hide at all

! She quickly blocked her head with her hand!

At this critical moment, the imaginary pain did not appear on the face, Mi Haisha carefully opened his eyes, and saw the other party's raised hand weakly unloading the knife, and the decadent and sloppy face appeared with a hideous and painful expression.

"Bang!" the knife landed on the ground with a loud sound.

The man covered his heart with his hands, and fell in front of Mi Haisha with horror and unwillingness!

Mi Haisha couldn't stop trembling, knowing that it was Jerath who was watching her from the Death Realm.

She picked up the handbag that had fallen on the floor, and gave the long-lying corpse a vague look of scrutiny

, not so much at the corpse, but through the corpse's means of looking at the Grim Reaper, and then turned back the way she came.

......

After writing his name in the Grim Reaper Realm

, Geras turned into something like iron and sand and disappeared in the shock of death behind him.

All that was left of his place was a pile of sand and a tumbling Death Note.

"Jeras..."

...

Back at home, Mihai Sand quietly waits for Rem's arrival.

But a day has passed, and the Death Note still doesn't appear in her sight, and she can only use some simple Japanese, so she can only privately ask her agent to enroll her in a Japanese class.

The agent looked at the petite and cute girl in front of him in confusion, and asked his doubts: "Why do you suddenly want to apply for a Japanese class?"

Mi Haisha pursed his lips: "Actually, I have never dared to tell you that my academic qualifications are fake." "

What!" the agent was taken aback.

In the modeling circle, academic qualifications are not very important, but having a higher education can make your career more successful and get more support.

And now at this time, the model he was responsible for creating actually told him the truth!

"You, you!" The agent was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Mikaisha's academic qualifications are not very good, and he can barely say that he can pass, but if this also needs to be faked, how bad the real grades

will be!" I'm afraid that there will be unrecognizable words in the advertisements I take in the future, so I want to make up for it in time now. Mi Haisha looked like a good student who knew his mistakes and could change them, and folded his hands pitifully and asked his agent for help, "People are really afraid, when they think of that bad scene, they want to dig a hole in the ground." The

agent raised his hand and wanted to give her a big pocket on the back of her head, but when she saw that charming and bright face, she could only forcibly endure it.

"A month, secret training. I'll get you a couple of private tutors to tutor you.

Mi Haisha breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and raised a bright smile at the agent on the surface.

"Thank you, you're so nice!" In

this month, Mi Haisha took over the work of various magazines during the day, studied with the master at night, and reviewed the content taught by the master when he returned home.

She opened the notebook piled up in the corner, ready to write down the knowledge she had learned—

wait, how does this cover sound familiar?