Zongman: Kaijumon invades, I transform into Seven

Dark red eyes swept through the store, making some unnatural young people even more unnatural.

But she didn’t care, or she was used to being stared at.

She was quite confident about her face.

She walked past the shelves by herself, bringing up a gust of wind. When she walked past a row of shelves dedicated to books, her eyes and fingers subconsciously brushed the spines of the books.

She was still a girl majoring in literature.

Si Nan stood behind the cashier, observing her every move through the camera of the computer next to her.

She probably didn’t want to buy books, and normal people wouldn’t go to convenience stores to buy books.

Convenience stores sell a lot of things, but most of them are just necessities of life.

Some of the books in the store are common types on the market.

Kasumigaoka Utaha should not look down on these common goods.

Sure enough.

After she stayed in front of these books for a while, she came to the shelf she came to last time again.

This place is dedicated to these painting-related items, but they are just basic things.

Last time she bought some drawing pencils and art erasers.

This time she picked up some drawing paper and returned to the counter.

Si Nan smoothly paid her the bill and reported the amount.

“A total of 600 yuan. Thank you for your patronage.”

Sinan’s voice was cold and flat.

But when this voice entered her ears, it immediately triggered a nerve in her brain.

The memories classified and stored by the brain were triggered.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu raised her head abruptly, and her pupils couldn’t help but shrink.

But then, she quickly lowered her head to hide her strangeness.

This voice is so familiar…

Kasumigaoka Shiyu suppressed her strangeness, raised her head again, narrowed her eyes, and stared at Sinan’s face.

Her pupils were a rare wine red, which was very rare even in foreign countries.

The cat-like pupils revealed a hint of danger.

“What’s wrong?”

Sinan looked at the silent Kasumigaoka Utaha in confusion.

“It’s okay, I just remembered something, six hundred yuan, right?”

Kasumigaoka Shiyu quickly suppressed her shock and took out her wallet to pay.

“Welcome next time.”

Sinan didn’t pay attention to the other party’s strangeness, just thinking that she was still frightened by the incident in the small square.

He put the money into the cash register with an expressionless face as usual, just like a robot.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at him deeply and remembered his appearance in her heart.

Then she pretended to walk outside as usual, but her body was quietly tense.

She walked slowly, with very small steps. If people who knew her well would find that her walking posture today was very ladylike.

If Sinan paid close attention, he would definitely find that Kasumigaoka Shiyu’s steps today had become very… Awkward.

But there were many customers in the convenience store, so Si Nan couldn’t focus on her.

After walking out of the convenience store with this strange walking posture, she immediately returned to her nature. She stretched out her slender legs and trotted like a wild horse.

She didn’t wear high heels and skirts today. Instead, she wore tight jeans and flat shoes, which was unusual. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Now it seems that this choice is very wise, high heels and skirts are not convenient for movement.

After running for a distance After that, Kasumigaoka Utaha stopped walking, and couldn’t help but hold her knees and gasp for breath.

Although she has a good figure, in fact her physical strength is very poor. She doesn’t exercise much and likes to stay at home. In addition, the two big lumps of fat make her physical strength worse than that of ordinary people. She is just a small fat otaku 573. After running such a short distance, her physical strength is already a little bit overwhelmed. Her heart is also beating wildly due to overload.

She took a deep breath to slow down her heart beating like thunder.

After a short while, Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up and twisted. She turned her head and looked at the convenience store in the distance.

The convenience store had good lighting and many large glass panels.

She couldn’t see the cashier clearly from her current angle.

But she had a deep impression of the cashier who was about the same age as her.

There was no time to think about it.

She had to draw him while the impression was still fresh.

Kasumigaoka Utaha found a roadside bench nearby and sat down.

She unpacked the drawing paper and put it on her legs.

Then she took out a pencil from her shirt pocket and started drawing on the spot.

She recently developed a habit of carrying a pencil with her.