Diablo Destruction

"handwashing."

Seeing dirty little hands grabbing at them one after another, Mi Seya frowned and quickly patted the palms of each little hand.

As if they already knew that she would react like this, the naughty children burst into laughter and ran away to wash their hands.

As far as washing hands before eating is concerned, the teaching is still in place, but other aspects are worrying.

I sighed secretly, and suddenly, a big white, hot bun was handed to me.

"Give it to me?" I pointed to myself.

"Um."

"enough?"

"Don't worry, isn't it common sense to have enough room in the kitchen?"

"Okay, then I'm not polite." Thinking about it, this is indeed the truth, and I didn't extend my hand pretentiously.

The so-called margin in the kitchen means that when cooking and cooking, you need to increase the amount appropriately. If you have more, you can feel full, but if it is not enough, it will make people feel depressed.

"Wash your hands." Mi Seya also taught me as if I were a child.

"Yes, yes, I understand." Because her words were understandable, I had no choice but to respond and went to wash my hands with the naughty children.

"Give."

"Thank you, Sister Ya."

After everyone washed their hands and came back, this girl with an uncertain character didn't bother and put a big hot bun on each of her stretched out hands. If her face could have a more loving and holy smile, then This picture will become very beautiful. very touching.

I also received one in my hand.

Looking at the delicious meat buns in my hand, I walked towards Beansa who was waiting for me.

"It's been a long wait. Beansha, come here." He handed the meat buns to my junior sister.

"This is……"

The obviously delicious appearance and smell of the meat buns made Beansa's indifferent aura change and his eyes sparkle.

What a greedy little junior sister.

"This is a meat bun, haven't you seen it?"

Beansa shook his head solemnly.

That guy from the Hairy Leg Immortal is too busy researching spices, so he should take good care of Beansa for me, you bastard!

Seeing Biansha shaking her head, I felt angry and loving, so I touched her head. Passed the bun over.

"Come here, eat and see. If it tastes good, I will buy it for you often in the future."

"Yeah." He nodded his head hard. Beansa quickly took the bun. Take a bite.

Then her whole body paused, and time seemed to have stopped passing on her. Several seconds passed like this. She had a happy expression on her face.

Really, it's just a meat bun, it's too exaggerated.

"Senior brother." With his bright and lovely eyes wide open, Beansa tugged on my sleeve, and then separated the meat bun with a small bite from the middle. Hand me half.

"half each."

"Thank you, Biansha is such a good boy." I didn't reject her intention. He took it and touched her head affectionately.

"Hehe." Beansa seemed very happy to be complimented by me. He sighed happily like a puppy being caressed by its owner, and looked at me again with his bright, beautiful eyes.

"Senior brother, there will be meat buns from now on, half for each person."

"Okay, half for each person." I couldn't help laughing.

Although I soon regretted my rash agreement...

The meat buns taste pretty good. Could it be made by Mi Seya? I didn't expect that this girl who seemed to be talking very frivolously could actually have such skills. Of course, she was far worse than Vilas.

Perhaps, I should ask Vilas to make some meat buns and send them over to let Biansha know what the delicacy of the God of Cooking is.

Thinking this way, I walked back.

"Who... is that person?" Mi Seya glanced at Beansa with a sharp look.

Although she gave the impression that she was an unreliable squadron leader, she had a good heart and tried her best to memorize every face in the camp. Beansa's unfamiliar appearance would naturally arouse her vigilance.

"A friend of mine, don't worry."

"Really? I always feel that there is a dangerous aura about her, but since the elder said so, that's it." Mi Seya gave up the pursuit.

"The buns are delicious, thank you for the treat."

"No, the elder is too polite." Mi Seya said this, but her eyes looked at me, then moved to the donation box placed aside, and then moved to me, going back and forth like this, as if she wanted to put me ——My wallet, to be precise, seems to be connected to the donation box.

Full of compulsory donation intentions.

I can only smile bitterly at this.

"Your name... is Mi Seya, right? I think I saw you last time."

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to still remember him. This is my honor."

"Well..." I showed a subtle expression. That shocking way of meeting was really hard to forget.

"However, I didn't expect you to take care of the orphanage here part-time. I didn't dare to recognize you at first sight." I sighed softly, hiding the expression on my face a little.

Mi Seya, who met for the first time, gave people the impression that although she was wearing a majestic soldier uniform, she exuded a lazy atmosphere, like a passive worker who yawned all day long, with eyes always He is squinting lazily, and he is particularly energetic only when he is collecting bribes to make money.

The combination of these temperaments can be described in two words - a soldier who has been trained for a long time. Even if she went to the market to collect protection money from the shop owner, it would not be a surprise.

But now, her dress and temperament give me a huge contrast.

Wearing a light green sarong, although it is simple, it is extremely delicately arranged, exuding a clean and bright aura of a simple and diligent civilian girl.

Although she can't be said to be particularly energetic, there is still a world of difference between her and her appearance as a soldier, if I have to describe it. One is a Chinese garden dog and the other is a sloth.

Such a huge contrast. It even makes me wonder if Mi Seya also has a twin sister who is taking care of the lazy, useless and unfulfilled Mi Seya. This setting looks very familiar and seems to have happened around me. Is it my imagination?

The pornographic maid who was far away in the first world sneezed a little.

"Elder, although it is very presumptuous, but... could you be thinking of something very rude?" Mi Seya, whose sixth sense seems to be particularly keen, took a step closer and stared at me without blinking.

"No...haha. How should I put it? I'm just surprised to meet you here." I was a little confused for a moment, but I quickly calmed down and thought about it. I think it's better to be more direct.

"Let me tell you the truth. In fact, you have realized that when we first met...well, how should I put it? The impression you gave me at that time was that you did not look like you would appear in an orphanage to take care of children. people."

"Really? I see. This is the truth. I can't deny it."

"So, when I saw what I just saw, I suddenly felt a huge contrast and surprise in my heart - although she may seem to give people a bad impression on the surface, she is actually a kind-hearted girl. Such a feeling."

"Hmph, although I am very happy to be praised like this. But the elder's idea is really too naive and too superficial."

Mi Seya sneered, covering her eyes, and a sharp pupil appeared from between her fingers. Under the bright sunset, it reflected the color of gold.

So cool, such a posture, such a tone of voice, super cool, it is the perfect form of a chuunibyou patient!

I was shocked.

"God...naive?"

"That's right, you have been confused by me now. Could it be that just by showing up in an orphanage and sharing a few buns, you can be prefixed with the prefix of being kind-hearted? In this case, it would be too easy to be a good person and it would be too worthless. In fact, Whether I was that day or I am now, I am the self, the self, sneaking under the night and striding in the sunshine, with dual identities, dual faces, and dual personalities. The two hate each other. Each other ultimately constitutes the two masks of the hypocrite and the villain, representing the gray and dark planes, walking in the world as a fallen angel and a demon king. This is how I am feared by the world..."

While I was stunned, Mi Seya spoke a lot of words eloquently.

The front part is fine, but the back part is completely incomprehensible.

Could it be... that she was hiding her shyness?

I turned my head stiffly and looked at the naughty kid behind me with a questioning look.

"Don't worry about it, Uncle Fan. Sister Ya will look like this from time to time and say some words that people can't understand." The children were used to it. They calmly bit the meat buns in their hands and answered vaguely. road.

"From time to time? Is there any specific explanation, for example, when is it particularly likely to become like this?" My curiosity arose.

"For example..." They tilted their heads, turned their little heads, and then suddenly started talking all over the place, as if they had an epiphany.

"For example, when we are being questioned all the time and don't know how to answer our questions."

"For example, when you say something wrong and are exposed."

"For example, when you are playing with small animals and everyone is looking at you."

"For example, when you accidentally cook dinner and smash it."

"For example..."

Ha...ahahaha...

I hugged my belly and endured the pain while laughing.

it is as expected.

"You guys..."

Looking back, Mi Seya stared at the children with a look of terror on her face. Even I was scared when she saw it, but these children didn't take it to heart at all and continued with a heartless smile.

"Uncle Fan, sister Ya is actually a good person."

"Yeah, always take care of us."

"Prepare delicious food for us every day and teach us knowledge."

"I have to work late and very late, and get up very early and very early."

"I have to patrol during the day and practice martial arts."

I see. Is this why Mi Seya always looks lazy during the day? Although it doesn't matter if the adventurer goes without sleep for a few days, if he maintains a tight schedule for many years, it will also affect his body.

Mi Seya's face turned red under the children's explanation.

Suddenly, she calmed down again. He said it expressionlessly.

"Today's dinner... mud stewed with stones."

Hey Hey hey! ! !

"Sir Elder...want to stay?"

"This..." I hesitated after being invited by Mi Seya.

Logically speaking. Now is a rare opportunity. As one of the veterans of the orphanage, it is time for me to fulfill my responsibilities.

But Beansa doesn't seem to like it very much.

When I saw Mi Seya silently placing a wooden sign in front of the door that read "Today's Meal: Stone Stewed with Soil - 10 Gems", I made a decisive decision.

"No, I have something else to do." As he spoke, his eyes fell on Beansa not far away.

"In this case, I won't force it." Mi Seya nodded.

"The visitor is a guest. At least let me relax, Mr. Elder."

Saying this, she didn't wait for my answer. He turned around, glared at the naughty kid behind him, and waved his little hand impatiently.

"Whatever you are looking at, leave it to me to lie down."

I:"……"

Although he accepted Mi Seya's unique teaching method. But occasionally the question "Is this guy really okay?" still arises.

Isn't that time? She will teach a group of middle-aged teenagers.