Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

"Aha, finally someone called me out."

A language he had never heard before rang in Hikiya Hachiman's ears.

But at this time, Hikigaya Hachiman was so shocked that he was speechless, and the oil lamp in his hand slipped on the head of the bed inadvertently.

After all, they are also young people in the 21st century, so they have not even heard of the story of Aladdin's magic lamp.

No matter how you look at it, the scenery in front of you is the same as the scene in the story.

"Hello, young man."

Looking at the stupid Hikigaya Hachiman, the blue-skinned man greeted him with kindness.

The word man might not be the right word for this guy.

After all, the word refers to humans.

But the guy in front of him wasn't human no matter how he looked at it.

The blue skin, from the perspective of human aesthetics, the proportion of head and body is somewhat incongruous, and the lower body is covered by a cloud, or this cloud is his lower body.

"Are you, Aladdin's lamp?"

Hikigaya Hachiman said subconsciously after regaining his senses.

For some reason, his inner vigilance completely disappeared at the moment when the lamp **** appeared.

On the one hand is the image of the other party in the fairy tale.

If the other party came out of something else, Hikiya Hachiman might still have quite a bit of vigilance.

But emerging from an oil lamp, no lower body, blue skin.

This is very similar to the Aladdin lamp that Hikigaya Hachiman knew about.

So he preconceived the other party into the role of the lamp **** in Aladdin's lamp.

On the other hand, it may be the reason of the lamp **** himself.

"Well, you can understand that."

After hearing Hikigaya Hachiman's words, the lamp **** quickly switched the language to Japanese that Hikigaya Hachiman could understand.

A mere language is nothing to him.

In fact, he doesn't know what Aladdin's lamp is, but since he can make this human believe his own words, it's okay to borrow this name.

"Do you have any wishes for me to fulfill?"

Rubbing his chin, the blue lamp **** raised his chin slightly and asked.

The inadvertent arrogance made Hikiya Hachiman calm down a bit.

Although he hadn't heard the story of Aladdin's lamp for many years, he was still keenly aware that something was wrong.

The originally fiery restless heart calmed down a little.

This performance made Deng Shen Gao look at Hikigaya Hachiman.

I thought it was an ordinary human, but I didn't expect it to be a good place.

But that's it.

"If I make a wish, do I have to give anything?"

Somehow, Hikigu Hachiman asked.

He regretted it after asking.

Shouldn't have asked that!

If the other party is really the kind of guy who has problems, how can he tell the truth to himself.

Sure enough, as expected by Hikigu Hachiman, the lamp **** laughed:

"Of course it doesn't cost anything, you just need to make your wish."

"I will make your wish come true."

With pursed lips, Hikigu Hachiman didn't know what to say for a while.

He now hopes very much that he thinks too much, and there is nothing wrong with this lamp god.

But returning sanity told him there was definitely something wrong with this guy.

After seeing the oil lamp at noon, his behavior was very strange, completely contrary to his usual code of conduct.

He opened his mouth, Hikigaya Hachiman had a lot to say, but in the end nothing came out.

"I haven't thought about it yet, can I wait a moment?"

Touching the back of his head, Hikigu Hachiman smiled awkwardly.

Suddenly encountering such a thing, he didn't know what to say.

And he didn't worry about making a wish like that.

"Okay, remember to call me if you want to, I'm always here."

Shrugging, the lamp **** turned into a plume of blue smoke and retracted into the oil lamp.

The small room was quiet again.

Looking at the oil lamp on the bed, Hikigaya Hachiman's expression was uncertain.

After hesitating for a while, he stuffed the oil lamp into his bag.

"Komachi, if I go out, I won't necessarily come back for dinner."

"Eh~ okay."

Komachi responded with reluctance written all over her face.

If it was said that he lived alone, Hikigaya Hachiman might not have so many scruples.

But he lives with his sister.

Rishi's timely return is partly due to Komachi's existence.

Hikigaya Hachiman, who was carrying a schoolbag, was wandering aimlessly on the street.

I just thought that I couldn't release this thing at home, but I didn't know where to go after I went out.

The heart that had been calmed down began to agitate again.

‘Try it, what if the other party is not malicious? ’

‘In the end, the problem with this oil lamp is just your imagination, there is no actual evidence at all. ’

‘Don’t always speculate with malicious intent on others. ’

Disorganized thoughts filled Hikiya Hachiman's mind once again.

As an ordinary person, it was actually very rare for him to keep his calm and not make a wish right away.

But under the unknowing influence of the mysterious power, the originally calm mind also began to be confused.

"Sorry, let it go."

A crisp voice sounded behind him, and a familiar figure ran past Hikiya Hachiman without looking back.

Looking at the back in a daze, Hikigu Hachiman's back was wet with cold sweat at some point.

Now he's pretty sure there's something wrong with this oil lamp.

Gratefully glanced at the back, and Hikigaya Hachiman also stepped forward and ran.

Chapter 333 The Elf at the Bedside

The next morning, Hikigaya Hachiman walked into the classroom with a tired face.

Yesterday he tried many ways but failed to throw away the oil lamp.

No matter what he did, the oil lamp would appear by his bed, unless he kept the oil lamp with him.

Hikigaya Hachiman, who was worried about leaving the oil lamp at home, decided to take the oil lamp with him after a long time.

Although it would make him very uneasy.

Holding his heavy head, Hikigu Hachiman lay listlessly on the table, and soon fell asleep.

On the other side, Luo Zhen was blocked at the door of Class A by Qin Chuan.

The word blocking may be a bit exaggerated, but it seems to many people that it is.

"Luo Zhen, are you going to Qingyin Club after school this afternoon?"

Looking at the expectant Qin Chuan, Luo Zhen replied calmly:

"Sorry, not today."

Facing the beautiful girl who was looking forward to him, Luo Zhen said the firmest rejection in the calmest tone.

It's not that he blows it. He has met not 100 but 50 of these beautiful girls who looked at him with pitiful eyes.

His heart is colder than the person who killed fish for ten years at RT-Mart.

The gaze of a beautiful girl was completely unmoved.

"All right."

Looking at Luo Zhen's resolute appearance, Qin Chuan finally retreated.

After having been in touch with Qin Fuzu for such a long time, I know that Luo Zhen's character is difficult to change once he decides what to do.

Although the words that have been pestering him can make him change his mind, his impression in Luo Zhenzhen will also plummet.

"Then, next time."

"Next time, definitely next time."

In the end, Luo Zhen once again said that classic saying under Qin Chuan's 'step by step'.

Normally, the person who said that might not be sure next time.

So is Rozen.

After returning to the classroom, Luo Zhen heard the broken thoughts from An Yilun before he heated up the stool.

"Strange, I clearly remember that I had a good charge last night."

"And did I read this site last night?"

"Is something wrong with my memory?"

An Yilun, who was holding a mobile phone, also fell into a state of autism.

He clearly remembered that the phone was connected to the charging cable last night, but just now he found that the phone was only 50% charged.

And after turning on the phone, I found that there are many web pages open in the background.

But he was busy writing game reviews last night, so he didn't look at his phone at all?

Could it be that his memory has degenerated to this point?

Speaking of which, he often forgets what he did in the morning recently. Could that be the reason?

In fact, this memory problem is very easy to explain, An Yi Lun also went back to see how much paper he had used recently to know why.

"Wow, Anyi, what are you looking at?"

"It's disgusting, a little nauseating."

Two boys who happened to pass by accidentally saw the pictures on Yi Lun's phone and couldn't help but complain.

Although this kind of behavior is indeed wicked, it is also An Yi Lun's mobile phone that the content is quite explosive.

To say that it is **** violence is a lot of beautification.

It was really exciting to see this thing suddenly.

"How do I know, I don't usually look at this thing at all."

Returning to God, An Yilun also hurriedly flipped the phone screen upside down on the table and said.

In fact, those things are still full of things that suit his taste, and they are all rare goods that are hard to find.