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Volume 9: Nine Palaces 20. The Apostles are coming!

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    (Today¡¯s first update, something happened. I¡¯m not in a good mood Plus, the sinking of Kisaragi was like a big mouthful of shit Damn, I can¡¯t accept it! I can¡¯t accept it! Why is it set for one episode?  FLAG! Why! And I still owe the rich guy about 10,000 words? I¡¯ll finish it in one go at some point) Yangno is coming.  Although I didn¡¯t tell her where I was, I had no doubt that Yangno would appear in front of us in her car within ten minutes with a smile on her face.  Because compared to her intelligence network, I believe she definitely put some kind of positioning system on our mobile phones.  Can you trust Yangno's integrity?  Do you dare to believe that Yangno doesn't know everything?  She knows absolutely everything but she has no proof!  Now it¡¯s good, the certification is there, and the physical evidence is probably there. The first impression in the mind of this dead girl control must be that he wants to cut me into pieces.  And the most important thing is that I have no resistance to the entire Yukinoshita series. Although I really don¡¯t want to admit it, I really can¡¯t beat Harano. This is a desperate situation in every sense.     what to do?  Should I go and tell Yukinoshita now that I want to escape?  But if I lose Yukinoshita's shield, I feel like I will die even worse, right?  !  ¡°¡­¡± The old man who was standing in the kitchen cleaning something took a look at my restless look and silently turned on the player next to me.  The rather old-looking player chirped a few times, followed by the majestic "Apostle's Attack" that simply couldn't match the occasion.  I said, uncle, you definitely have a hearing problem!  Why can you play such a touching song in the kitchen?  No, the biggest problem is that your family restaurant actually has the BGM of Attack of the Apostles?  Why did the apostles come?  Wouldn't it work if I changed it to FATE or AT?  Uncle, are you an EVA chef?  And the most important thing is that you are definitely an EVA chef of the older generation!  The BGM is the original version!  "Small business?" Seeing me holding my phone in the corner and sweating profusely, Yuigahama sat on the chair, looked at me strangely, and asked aloud.  "What's going on? Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?" "No, it's nothing, just a little stomachache" Facing Yuigahama's concerned expression, I subconsciously covered up the news that Yangno was coming.  In fact, even I don't know why I subconsciously told this lie, but I always feel that if I want to say it out, it will definitely not be a simple matter.  Yangno doesn¡¯t have a good impression of Yuigahama, and Yuigahama doesn¡¯t know it.  If they met without knowing it, Yuigahama would definitely suffer a big loss, right?  And the most important thing is that Yang Nai came to chop me off, not for anything else.  Does anyone think that a girl who is in great anger has any sense at all?  Just like the sound of the apostle's attack that is now heard in the hotel, the person who is speeding here in the limousine is no longer a human being, he is already an apostle!  "Anyway now it seems that someone has a little misunderstanding about us." I pulled out the chair and sat down. I thought about it and said it in a less sensitive way.  But Yukinoshita raised her head and glanced at me.  "My sister, right?" "" Has the Yukinoshita family's natural telepathic ability appeared again?  !  "Don't look at me with that look. Just think about it for a moment and you'll understand." Seeing the ghostly expression on my face, Yukinoshita held her forehead and sighed.  His eyes became a little cloudy for a moment, but then became clear again.  "Sister, she is indeed a little too much. I should have the right to choose my own affairs This kind of excessive desire is no different from imprisonment. And that kind of character who wants to play with what he likes,  I really don¡¯t want to say anything.¡± She picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the hot tea delivered by the family restaurant, and a trace of rosy color appeared on Yukinoshita¡¯s fair face.  "If you have questions about my sister, don't worry. I think it's time to find a time to have a good talk with my sister. As for questions about my own life, I don't think I should be bound by anything. I admit that my family  "But I don't think that kind of care that is full of copper odor is called love." "Yukino-chan" Looking at Yukinoshita who was sitting on the chair with a cold expression, Yuigahama said a little uneasily, but also.  It was hard to say anything, so I could only sit stiffly and cast my help-seeking eyes on me, hoping that I could say something to uphold justice.  But I don¡¯t know what to say either.??, who can say anything about this kind of family matter?  It is difficult for an honest official to deal with household affairs, not to mention that I am not an official, I was just a junior member in my previous life.  ¡°¡± The old man who had already seen through everything silently changed the BGM to pathos.  I said, have you been staring at us?  How can I change the BGM just right every time?  And can you tell me how many strange BGMs are in your broken player?  Old man, are you a nerd who hides his secrets?  But no matter what you say in your heart, time still passes by minute by minute in reality.  In the sad BGM, the ticking sound of the clock's second hand becomes increasingly clear.  As if waiting for the judgment to come, Yuigahama looked at Yukinoshita next to him and me across from him with a troubled expression.  I kept banging on the table, sweating all over my head, thinking of countermeasures.  Only Yukinoshita, who really planned to face everything, had a calm expression on his face. He squinted his eyes slightly and sipped the hot tea in the cup, waiting for the time to come.  And the old man seemed a little bored and entered the kitchen.  The sizzling sound of cooking slowly echoed in the room, filling the room with an aroma that made people lick their fingers.  It's just that no one present has any desire to eat.  Because this family restaurant is relatively close to the road, you can often hear the sound of vehicles speeding outside.  The sound of the motor gradually became distant, and the pressure it brought was completely different.  But when we heard a steady voice gradually stop at the door, all of us subconsciously tightened our bodies.  The sound of the car door being opened and closed soon came from outside.  The sound of high heels walking on the ground became closer and closer.  Listening to that rather familiar voice, I swallowed subconsciously and glanced nervously at Yukinoshita.  There is no doubt that this is the voice of Yukinoshita Harano.  Deliberately creating some sounds and scenes to express the sense of oppression is her favorite method.  And incredibly useful.  At least it works for us.  And the footsteps finally stopped in front of the sliding door.  The light black shadow can already be revealed from the snow-white window paper.  In that majestic BGM, everyone's hearing was expanded to the limit, and they could even vaguely hear the gentle breathing of the woman outside the door. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????.
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