Kamen Rider I am Ankh

After that, Kazeji and Yuji Kiba came to a baseball stadium.

“Oh my God, you actually let me play baseball?” The corner of Fengzhi’s mouth twitched, and his expression was a little reluctant.

“How? Didn’t Mr. Wind play baseball? “Yuji Kiba is a little strange.

Fengzhi shook his head and said, “Not at all, my hobby is not on this at all.” ”

“Huh? I can’t believe that Mr. Wind can’t play baseball. Yuji Kiba laughed too.

Kazeji couldn’t help but laugh a few times in embarrassment, because Fengji really had no interest in baseball, and other sports were fine.

However, in order not to be embarrassed, Kazeji also tried to play.

However, Qianqiao didn’t know when he appeared, and after he saw Fengzhi, he was just shocked and didn’t say anything more, but went to play baseball.

“Mr. Kaze, you say, is this kind of creature as a human…” asked Yuji Kiba, playing baseball, and suddenly began to start.

“Kiba, did you encounter anything again?” Feng Zhi is a little strange.

“Well, to be honest, I still don’t want to trouble Mr. Wind.” Yuji Kiba didn’t know what came to mind again, and suddenly said.

At this time, Qian Qiao answered a call.

So, both Kiba Yuji and Qianqiao ran over, leaving Kazeji alone here.

“Alas, young people are frizzy.” Kazeji shrugged.

Fengzhi is also a little helpless to them, especially Yuji Kiba, who has obviously made a decision, and now he is grinding and chirping.

“Well, forget it.” Kazeji looked at the box next to him.

“Faiz, Faiz,” Kazeji shook the box, “When the hell will you get the acceleration parts!?” ”

After venting, Kazeji went home.

Of course, a few days later, Kazeharu took the initiative to go to Yuji Kiba and brought a violin and Kaixa belt.

It’s just that Yuji Kiba seems to have brought back a little girl.

Seeing this little girl, Kazeharu couldn’t help but quip Yuji Kiba: “Kiba, is this your daughter?” ”

“What do you say, Mr. Kaze, it was Miss Yuka who brought her back.” Yuji Kiba smiled.

“Oh?” Kazeji looked at this little sister, “It’s pretty cute.” ”

“Thank you for the compliment, I know I’m cute, uncle.” This little girl looked arrogant.

Seeing this girl like this, Fengzhi raised his eyebrows and said, “She must be very stubborn when she grows up.” ”

“Mr. Kaze’s evaluation is really…” Yuji Kiba was a little helpless.

And Nagata Yuka brought the water over and said, “Mr. Feng, what are you here for?” ”

“I just want to come over and make small talk, I also have boring times.” Kazeji shrugged.

“Na, uncle, I’ll paint you a portrait, you give me money, how about it?” The little girl suddenly said.

“Paint me a portrait?” When Fengzhi heard this, he smiled.

“Mr. Wind.” Yuka Nagata seemed to know something and wanted to stop it.

“It’s okay, okay, let’s draw and see.” Kazeji nodded.

After speaking, the little girl began to move, seeing the little girl’s movements, Fengji also took a pose.

After a while, the little girl’s drawing was finished, and she tore it off and put it in front of Fengji.

Then, the little girl also said, “500 yen.” ”

Kazeji took the painting, then gave the little girl 500 yen and looked at the painting.

“Mr. Wind.” Yuka Nagata glanced at the portrait and exclaimed.

Fengzhi looked at the portrait painting in his hand, smiled, and said, “Not bad, your painting is very good.” ”

“Huh?” When Kiba Yuji heard Kazeji’s words, the water he had just drunk instantly vomited.

And Nagata Yuka also looked at Kazeji with a look of amazement, and then looked at the painting, looking at Kazeji in disbelief.

“Sorry, sorry.” Yuji Kiba quickly took a tissue to wipe the water.

When the little girl heard Fengzhi’s praise, she couldn’t help but ask in surprise: “Really?” Did I draw well? ”

Fengzhi nodded: “Of course, I won’t lie.” ”

“Thank you.” The little girl got up and bowed to Kazeji.

“Well, it doesn’t have to be.” Feng Zhi was a little embarrassed to see her like this.

The little girl shook her head and said, “No, you are the only person besides my mother who praises me.” ”

“When other people see my paintings, they just say what the hell I painted.” The little girl’s voice was a little choked.

“Those people are simply not human.” Kazeharu sighed.

“Mr. Wind?” When Kiba Yuji heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Fengji picked up the painting, flicked it, and said praisefully: “Such a perfect painting should be kept well, and people who don’t know how to appreciate him really have no vision.” ”

However, both Yuji Kiba and Yuka Nagata looked at the painting in Kazeji’s hand a little embarrassed.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, but fortunately, there was Yuji Kiba to save the scene.