I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

According to Shenji's expectation, there should be a calm and transparent answer at this time, such as "Okay" or "Come in". Even if there is really any inconvenience, he will say "Wait for X minutes" with a slight apology. Category. It's hard to imagine that such a somewhat incoherent and panicked answer would appear to Fiore, unless something happened to her.

"Fiore, what's wrong with you?" Shenji put his hand on the door handle and started to open the door.

"No, it's nothing, ah -" followed by a "plop", like the sound of a heavy object falling on the floor.

"Fiore!" Shenji no longer hesitated, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

Then, he froze.

He originally thought that Fiore had an accident, which was related to her personal safety, but he didn't expect to see such a shocking scene.

In the room, Fiore's upper body was lying on the ground, face down, back up, with her calves resting on the bed.

Well, this is actually nothing. Shenji has also done more bizarre actions. After all, when resting, the seal between the bed and the quilt is not as strong as usual.

But the problem is, Fiore is only wearing pajamas now.

Everyone knows that pajamas must be baggy and not as close to the body as other clothes. Fiore is not wearing underwear, and with such a posture...

Ahem, in short, all that is left in Shenji's eyes is white, white, so white, so white.

As for the whiteness of the bare back, the whiteness of the smooth neck, or the whiteness exposed by the loose collar and squeezed out by the floor...

In short, Shenji misses poetry a little now - the clouds in the sky, the frost on the ground, the girl's... Ahem, fortunately, before he finished reading, some of the white colors began to turn into red.

Seeing Shenji standing at the door, Fiore's face immediately turned red. Starting from her cheeks, the blush quickly developed to her entire face, and quickly spread along her neck to her whole body. It was obvious that she was extremely embarrassed.

"Ah, no, don't look."

This was the first time that Shen Er heard Fiore speak in this tone. She was flustered, shy, angry, pleading, and even a little bit hysterical. It was like a basin of cold water poured over her head, extinguishing the distracting thoughts in Shen Er's heart.

"Okay, I won't look at it." Shenji immediately turned around, because he moved so violently that some of the medicinal soup spilled out.

"Well, it's not convenient for me to have you here. Can you please go out first?"

"But you..." Shenji was worried that Fiore's legs and feet were inconvenient and she couldn't get up with just her hands.

"Get out."

"Okay, I'll go out."

Hearing that Fiore's mood had become unstable again, Shenji said no more, put the tray with the potion on the floor, and walked out of the room quickly, not forgetting to close the door.

After leaving the room, Shenji stood in the corridor for a while, and then he said doubtfully: "Am I receiving benefits?"

After saying that, he slapped himself again inexplicably.

"This is nothing, that's your master, don't think about it! Wait a minute, doesn't this usually happen when a girl slaps a boy? What's wrong with me hitting myself?"

Rubbing his temples and gathering his thoughts like a wild dog, Shinji pressed against the door and asked.

"Fiore, are you really okay? Can you get up?"

"It's okay, I can get up. I have a costume with auxiliary activities."

Perhaps because of the door, Fiore's voice sounded much more normal. After careful identification, you can also perceive the operation of special spells.

"That's it, then I'm relieved. Well, I'm sorry about what happened just now, I..."

"It's okay. I know you are worried about me. I was careless."

Inside and outside the door, there was silence again.

After dozens of seconds, Shenji felt that the stalemate could not continue, so he spoke to break the calm.

"medicine--"

"Well, I will drink..."

"..."

"..."

"Well, it's getting late." X2, yes, the two spoke almost at the same time.

"..."

"You say it first." X2

"..."

"I'd better say it first."

"It seems that there is no need to say it anymore."

This time, they finally stopped speaking in unison.

"yes."

"I'm right across the street, just call me if you need anything."

"okay."

"Good night, Fiore."

"Good night, assassin."

The awkward conversation across a door ended, and Shinji sighed and walked into his room.

When the corridor returned to calm, another door quietly opened a crack, revealing the face of a boy with freckles. The young man looked at the door diagonally opposite, then at the door that was in a blind spot and impossible to see, and sighed heavily.

"Two idiots, hopeless. But such a thing does exist in reality. I thought it only existed in anime. Sure enough, art comes from life. I'd better continue watching anime, maybe there is a solution in it. "

Corless sat in front of the computer, skillfully opened a CD package and pulled out a disc. The cover of the disc was a popular anime that had just been released.

Judging from his energy, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep in the middle of the night.

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Shenji suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Unlike yesterday, neither Sieg, who occupied the bed, nor Astolfo, who occupied the sofa, would come again, leaving only an empty room.

"I feel noisy when I'm here, and deserted when I'm not there. I'm really hypocritical. The same thing happened with Fiore. She got an advantage and acted like a good girl."

Shenji reached out to open the window and just stared out the window blankly. The night wind blew by, ruffling the ends of his hair and confusing his thoughts.

"Justeza, do you think I'm a bitch?"

"Why do you say that?" "The Saint of Winter", who has always been in contact with Shenji, responded immediately.

"I chose Fiore as my master because I planned to take advantage of her naturalness and innocence. But the longer we get along, the more guilty I feel. Is it really okay to deceive and use such a girl to achieve my own goals? What if she If you know the truth, will you be sad or hate me? Although it has nothing to do with me, I still don't want things to turn out like this - isn't it very contradictory? "

"Well, it's very contradictory."

"This kind of contradiction and entanglement belongs to the category of hypocrisy. Haha, I don't know if you have heard of a saying - a bitch is hypocritical, so I call myself a bitch."

"No, you did it the other way around." Justeza's voice had a gentleness that was similar to but different from Fiore's. "Bitches are pretentious, but it doesn't mean that those who are pretentious are all bitches. This reason is not valid."

"You are struggling with this." Shenji wanted to laugh a little.

Justina asked seriously: "Is this also a kind of hypocrisy?"

"Forget it."

"Then we are all being hypocritical."

His thoughts were still calm, but Shen Er felt a different meaning.

"Thank you, Justina, for comforting me in this way."

"There's no need to thank you. If you really need to thank me, it's me who wants to thank you. You've done much more for me than I've done for you."

"That's not how it works. Without you, there would be no me."

"Then none of us will say thank you from now on."

"Well, that's it, that's fine."

Shinji closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Favor debts are the hardest to repay. When two people's favors are involved and it's hard to calculate, they will share the same fate.

PS: My sister is a great practitioner. A1 is currently most satisfied with her sister’s Dr. Octopus form. She is so handsome.

PS2: A1 also magically modified Cowles' room. It turned out to be just a simple magician's room, plus a computer. A1 added three posters of American comics including "The Powerpuff Girls". He is worthy of being a student of Weber. He is already a nerd even before he enters school.

PS3: The traitor also changed the room of Cores for the needs of the plot. In the original book and animation, there is only one room, but the traitor changed it to three. This way, the performance is higher, and it is also convenient for Shenji and Cores to play games. Chiron enters the house.