How Are We Two-Dimensional Everyday So Magical

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Another sunset. The sun gradually descended from the edge of the sky, rendering the entire sky. Or purple slightly dyed, or red like fire, or orange like maple leaves, beautiful and spectacular.

Night is creeping in, and of course, for a modern metropolis like Tokyo, night is just the beginning of another life.

Well, maybe not just people, where people can't see, you can't tell how many weird things are happening.

For example, on that dark road, a big beautiful woman wearing a mask looked everywhere and asked if she was beautiful.

For example, a beautiful girl is like a flower that is petaled by her classmates, and each piece turns into a new flower.

For example, a group of red-eyed humanoids stand in the darkness, looking at the road and people in a hurry, drooling.

For example, in a remote hut in the suburbs, a bird looks at a group of children in the house with a happy smile on its face.

Another example is a seductive girl who shares a dark corner with a man, and after the girl leaves, the man is smiling and thin, and has lost his breath.

Ah, Tokyo is still so peaceful tonight, ordinary people live mediocre lives, do not know how much dirt and horror is hidden under this darkness, which is really a kind of luck.

8 p.m., a certain ward of Tokyo.

A hundred meters away from a high-end apartment, Kitagawa Yuzheng walked here panting.

Fumino Furuhashi, who was standing at the door of the apartment, looked at Yu Kitagawa like this, his little hand covering his lips like a carving, and a pleasant laugh came out of his mouth.

"No matter how many times, Yujun, your physical strength is really surprising to see once!!"

Kitagawa Yu looked at the laughing girl in front of him, took his last breath and walked to her, supported his knees with his hands, and said breathlessly: "Huhhu... It's none of my business, it's just that this body is too weak and has nothing to do with me. "

As I spoke, I thought to myself: 'Just such a little distance, I am actually tired like this, even the weak Furuhashi Wennai can't compare, shame, this is a great shame.'"

He secretly made up his mind that in the next lottery, if there was one to strengthen his physical strength, he would choose.

"Haha, what excuse are you looking for here, isn't this your own body, this can also throw the pot, instead of throwing the pot, it's better to start training."

Fumino Furuhashi patted Kitagawa Yu on the shoulder, and then almost didn't slap Kitagawa Yu on the ground.

Beichuan You, who stabilized his body, glanced at her angrily: "Don't exercise anything, don't want it, don't look at those people who come out of the gym with so big muscles, but they are all flower racks, I pursue the lean and powerful body of those martial artists, if I can't train that kind of body, I'd rather not practice."

Furuhashi Wennai was full of black lines, and said helplessly: "Yujun, the body of a martial artist is only after very hard training, and some training may even be life-threatening, if it is not for their family inheritance method to heal, it is impossible to survive."

"Yu-kun, you can't try it casually, you will really die."

The more he said, the more worried Fumino Furuhashi looked on his face, as if he was afraid that Kitagawa Yu would really practice casually without any method, and then when they met again, he lay in the coffin.

"Don't worry, do you think I'm that kind of fool? I couldn't have worked out until I was fully confident about that body. "

Staring......"

Furuhashi Fumino stared at Kitagawa Yu closely, but unfortunately, her eyes were innocuous, and she couldn't break Kitagawa Yu's thick skin like a city wall.

"Hmph, as a teenager in youth, how can you be so lazy, since you have helped us so much, I will also help you, from tomorrow, every morning I will go to wake you up, we go for a morning run together, six o'clock, every day at six o'clock must get up."

Beichuan Yu's pupils dilated, with an expression of Are you the devil, and said in a lost voice: "No, no, no, I don't need your return, Wen Nai-san!"

However, Furuhashi Fumino completely ignored his expression, and his tone could not be refused: "This is not a request, this is a notification, so you know, Yu-kun!"

"No, it's impossible, get up at six or something, it's just impossible."

"Ah," Furuhashi Fumino waved his hand, "You don't have to worry about this, I have many ways to get you up, such as using a needle, or using a bucket of ice water, either way, you can guarantee that Yujun will be full of energy a day."

"You really are the devil, you must be the devil, right!!

Kitagawa stepped back again and again, his eyes filled with fear.

"How is it possible, ancient bridge me, but ancient bridge angel doll."

Furuhashi Fumino smiled very tenderly, as pure as an angel, but it was unattractive in the eyes of Kitagawa Yu, and he couldn't help but lament: Farewell, my dear bed, the great demon named Furuhashi separated us who loved us so much, ah, this sinful person, who can punish her.

"Then, why is His Royal Highness the Ancient Bridge Angel here?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he immediately began to change the subject.

"Rijou went home to help her father take care of things in the store, and I, naturally, came with Yujun."

"So, why follow me?"

"Of course, it's supervising Yujun!"

Furuhashi-san's words are full of righteousness.

"No, what does supervision mean?"

"This ah", Fumino Furuhashi stretched out his finger and pointed at Kitagawa Yu: "Yujun is a bloody boy, right?"

He nodded.

Furuhashi-san continued: "And Senior Sister Kasumigaoka is a beautiful girl with young and beautiful beauty, right?

Kitagawa Yu nodded.

"So", Furuhashi Bunai's face became a little terrifying: "A bloody boy, going to a young and beautiful girl's house on a big night, or using such a nonsense reason to exorcise ghosts, is Yujun's words, what do you think will happen?"

Kitagawa Yu couldn't help but substitute in: "Maybe that beautiful girl will do such and such things, and then turn into the shape of that boy, later..."

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Fumino Furuhashi: "That's right, so I have to follow you to prevent you from committing crimes."

"I... You... This..., you don't believe me so much? "

Kitagawa is full of black lines, his setting is a middle school second teenager who pursues mystery, and it is not a strange thing, how can it be related to crime.

"Not evenly", Furuhashi blinked her beautiful eyes: "I believe that Yujun is a good person, but Yujun also admitted that Senior Sister is very attractive, what if Yujun is charmed, what if the ghost is obsessed with doing something wrong, becoming a Buddha and becoming a demon is only a thought, I must cut off all possibilities of Yujun's crime."

Kitagawa Yu's hand was grasped and held, and finally he was unable to spread it, and then a strange cold smile rose at the corner of his mouth, leaned into Guqiao's ear and blew a breath, and said grimly and terrifyingly:

"Okay, whatever you want, follow if you want, but when you enter this world, you won't have a chance to go out, don't be scared and cry later."

Turned around and rang the doorbell.