Ancient comics walk in the world

Yukong looked at her,

“Speaking of which, your current pope still has to thank me, if I hadn’t killed the previous pope, he would still be a bishop.”

That was a disgrace to the Roman Orthodox Church, how dare he, how dare he …

“Godkiller, you demon!”

……

Yukong walked with Dangmazi and Intix, listening to Dangmazi talk about the unfortunate events of the past few days.

Ah, to sum up, Miss Kamijou is really unlucky …

Congratulations to this student, the total number of people on the last day of the Big Boss Star Festival was predicted, and your prediction number got the first place beautifully! The prize is a free three-person tour of Northern Italy for seven days and five nights!

Looking at the girl in front of her who rang the bell to congratulate and took out a first-prize ticket, not to mention being a pockmark, even Yukong was surprised,

“Be Mazi, is your luck still very good.”

“Italy threesome?”

When Mako was completely stunned,

“How is it possible, I’m such an unlucky person… Yukong, I smell the smell of conspiracy. ”

When Mako looked at the lottery, he not only thought about his last lieutenant general, but also encountered the big event of the destruction of the angel. What is it this time, the demon destroys the world?

Yukong shrugged, O Aresta, your purpose is so obvious that even the stupid point of Kamijo discovered the conspiracy. Can she refuse, though?

At the airport of Gakuen City, when Mako and Intix and Yukong stand at the entrance, Yukong is dressed casually and empty-handed. And when Mako was holding a large suitcase, it contained her and Intix’s clothes or something.

“I always feel that everything is going well now, I should be an unlucky person, huh? Intix, I probably didn’t forget to bring something, wallet, clothes, toothbrush, and plane ticket. Yes! ”

When Mako suddenly shouted in place,

“I said it couldn’t go this way, I’m just unlucky.” Passport, you can’t go abroad without a passport! On the morning plane, I didn’t have a passport! ”

Of course, she will definitely be able to get out later. For example, a man in black sunglasses who suddenly appeared in front of him walked over and handed over his passport, saying that he was the organizer of the event and had already obtained passports for several people.

When Mazi looked at the passport in his hand blankly, there was always a bad feeling. However, there is no time to think so much now, it’s time to get on the plane. Yukong pulls the suitcase of Dangmako,

“Don’t think about it too much, let’s go.”

“Whew, Woo West! Then have fun, Northern Italy, I’m coming! ”

……

A small town in Italy, surrounded by the sea and crisscrossed by waterways. Classical Italianate architecture, small domed buildings are everywhere. There are almost no roads in the town, only sidewalks, and the means of transportation are small boats that shuttle under the bridge.

When Mazi stood on the bridge and looked at the reflection in the water,

“It’s so close to the sea!”

Yukong fed Intix while looking at the familiar spire dome buildings around him,

“It is more correct to say that it is not so close to the sea that it is surrounded by the sea on all sides. We are located in the center of Chioggia, an island city located on the Adriatic Sea. ”

“Oh, this way!”

With a classical Italian atmosphere, buildings and streets with a strong sense of history, the town is full of Italians and occasionally tourists from the East. Intix looked at the local restaurants on both sides of the road, her eyes glowing with drool.

“Intix, go to the hotel first to put down the salute, and then take you out to eat.”

“Really, Yukong you are so good!”

When Mako looked at Yukong in Italian and asked the locals the location of the inn,

“Let’s go to Venice then, I’ve long wanted to sit on a gondola in Venice.” Also, Yukong, you actually understand Italian. ”

Yukong glanced at her obliquely,

“When you are a pock, you should also master at least three languages, otherwise you will disgrace the school city.”

However, Yukong and they met someone they knew here. Looking at the nun with a gentle smile on her face,

“Osola?!”

“Hi, Lord Kugami.”

Yukong looked at the well-fed and warm Osola, raised white and tender,

“Is English Puritanism okay?”

“It’s very good.”

When Mazi looked at her a little strangely, she looked at the road sign again,

“Osola, why are you here? Aren’t you, in London? ”

Osola squinted and smiled,

“Because it was more hasty to go to Puritanism, some things were not packed. I’m here these days, and the Amakusa-style crowd wants to help me pack my bags like a moving company. In other words, why are you here? ”

Yukong pointed to Dangmazi,

“She won the lottery, a threesome tour of seven days and five nights in northern Italy.”

“Ah, is it? Are you shopping? Can I bother you guys to help me pack my bags?” ”

“Ask for flowers”, “Ask for tips”, “Ask for collections”