My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

After eating a big meal—for Hideji Kitahara and Yoko Ono, this kind of roadside stall is considered a big meal—the two of them walked home with Hyakujiro.

The spring breeze hits with the humidity from the sea, making the air moist and slightly salty, and quite cool. Hideji Kitahara took a deep breath and stretched his waist, feeling the pressure accumulated during the recent period. The tiredness and boredom in the world are all gone, and I am in a good mood. Ono Yoko followed his lap with a big schoolbag on her back, smiling all over her face, as if all the embarrassments in life were temporarily forgotten.

Hyakujiro was the happiest. He was dancing happily with a big bone in his mouth, and would stop and lick it from time to time. Its tongue seems to be covered with barbs, licking the bone bald, and it is reluctant to bite, it feels like it can't put it down.

It licked for a while, then looked up, and found that the two owners were far away, so it hurriedly picked up the bones to catch up, and then licked for a while - it seemed very timid, for fear of being thrown on the street.

When they got back to the apartment building, Kitahara Hideji deliberately sent Yoko Ono to the door, and listened carefully. The sensitive Yoko Ono found out, but she wasn't too embarrassed this time, she seemed to be able to face Hideji Kitahara calmly in this kind of matter, she just explained: "It's okay, Ornisan, mom is going to work at this time .”

She was so frank but Kitahara Hideji felt a little embarrassed, feeling like a villain, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "That's good... I'm going back, Yoko, goodbye." After speaking, he rubbed Yoko Ono's little head. Turning around, he kicked Hyakujiro's ass, signaling him to follow him home.

Yoko Ono stretched out her small hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, she was silent for a while and said softly, "Thank you, Onisan."

Hideji Kitahara couldn't help but laugh, "It's just a meal, there is no need to thank you so formally."

"No, I don't mean to eat meat... Meat skewers are really delicious, and I should thank Onisan for this, but I want to thank you more..." Yoko Ono said a few words as if she didn't know how to express it, hesitating "Is Onisan pitying me?" he asked.

After all, the two parties have no relatives and no reason, and it doesn't look like they have other plans for themselves. They are different from those of my mother... those "friends" who looked at me. The eyes of those people are disgusting and frightening, but Onisan's eyes are warm. completely different.

I can't do him any good, why?

Kitahara Hideji was silent for a while, he bent down and looked into Ono Yoko's eyes, and said seriously: "It's not pity, Yoko, we have a fate, I just did what I wanted to do... This caused you trouble Troubled?"

When he was the most helpless when he was young, he also hoped that someone could give him a little warmth... Of course, he didn't! Seeing Yangzi now is like seeing himself in the past, and he can't help but want to do something, which can be regarded as making up for the regrets of the year.

However, it is inconvenient to explain these inconveniences to Yoko Ono, and the original owner of this body does not seem to have been displaced in childhood.

Yoko Ono was puzzled for a moment, but seeing the sincerity in Kitahara Hideji's eyes, she laughed again in a blink of an eye, shaking her head vigorously, "No, no trouble, Onisan, I'm very happy!"

Kitahara Hideji breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a gentle smile, "That's good, I just hope you are happy, Yoko."

Yoko Ono looked up at Hideji Kitahara's blurry face in the darkness, nodded vigorously, and said seriously: "I will be happy!"

"Then I'm leaving." Hideji Kitahara rubbed her little head again, feeling still very comfortable, couldn't help laughing, turned and walked towards his apartment, while Hyakujiro turned around on the spot, looked left and right In the end, he shook his tail at Yoko Ono and followed Kitahara Hideji away.

Yoko Ono opened the door and went in, watched Kitahara Hideji kicking Hyakujiro's butt and returning home from the crack of the door, and then locked the door. There was a faint smell of tobacco and alcohol in the room, her little face suddenly darkened, and she looked around the whole room with some hatred, but after a while, her face flushed again, and she leaned against the door feeling weak, He murmured softly: "Fate? Oni sauce..."

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Kitahara Hideji entered the apartment, took a look at the bone in Hyakujiro's mouth, and found that he couldn't even see a little bit of oil, and it was impossible to stain the floor, so he ignored it and sat down at the desk to study ——The painful history of RB, a group fight of five hundred people has to be recorded in the book, and some weird names such as "XX Hezhan" and "XX Battle" are confusing Brain, the test is so fucking bad, it's going to kill me!

Baijiro didn't know he had escaped, Le Dian bumped to the corner of the room, his head tilted on the bone and his dog eyes were as gentle as water.

As time passed slowly, Hideji Kitahara threw away the pen after completing the historical time series notes, and thought about who killed who and who was killed in the Heian period for a while, but he always felt a little uneasy. Of course, he wasn't worried about the dead in the Heian era. He looked at the alarm clock, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. After pondering for a while, he went out. Fukuzawa Yuri looked a little silly, maybe he was a stubborn person Have you been waiting?

In case something happens to my conscience, I'd better take a look just in case!

Hideji Kitahara went to the small park near the station under the frosty moonlight. At this time, there were very few people in the park. Occasionally, some homeless vagrants emerged from this corner and entered another shadow, and a group of obviously bad boys and girls gathered together to smoke and drink. There was a hostility from afar.

Kitahara Hideji turned a blind eye to these things, and after searching for a while in the park, he saw Fukuzawa Yuri sitting on a bench in the park from a distance, with a street lamp emitting pale light above his head.

Sure enough, I didn't go back... I really don't know what to say. If you are mentally retarded like this, it should be considered a disability, right?

Kitahara Hideji was speechless for a moment, and hurried forward to say hello, but found that Fukuzawa Yuri was asleep sitting there motionless—there was no girl like sitting there on her back, sleeping soundly, And she was the only one, it was too late, she had already sent the chicken, dog and monkey home.

"Fukuzawa-san? Hey, Fukuzawa-san? Wake up, Fukuzawa-san!" Kitahara Hideji approached and whispered a few times before Fukuzawa Yuri woke up in a daze. She reached out to wipe the saliva from her mouth, and asked a little confused: "It's time to eat?"

Kitahara Hideji sighed, and said helplessly: "It's getting late, go home early!" You are almost an adult, and you are old enough to get married, why are you still so out of tune?

Only then did Fuze Xueli see who was in front of her, and she stood up straight, and said happily: "So it's you, you're finally here! Come on, let's have a showdown!" She excitedly said He went to touch her giant wooden knife, but when he turned around, his body shook slightly, and there was a thunder in his stomach. She patted her stomach with the wooden knife and laughed loudly: "I'm hungry!"

How did such a mentally handicapped child enter the private Daifuku Academy? Hideji Kitahara was really in a complicated mood but couldn't say anything. He stretched out his hand to hold Fuze Xueli's wooden knife, and coaxed her very sincerely: "Student Fuze, it's too late today, and you haven't eaten yet. I don't want to take advantage of others. Let's compare it another day. OK?"

"Not good!" Fuze Xueli refused, swung the wooden knife casually and smashed it on the ground, and said seriously: "I can't let my sister be bullied for nothing."

Kitahara Hideji looked at Fukuzawa Yuri's serious expression, and felt that she was as stubborn as a child, and after thinking about it, he resigned: "Okay, I'll go back and get the bamboo sword."

Let her go home earlier, this pair of sisters is not a normal person, and I deserve to be unlucky enough to meet them.

"No need!" Seeing that he was finally willing to fight, Fuzawa Yuri's eyes lit up suddenly, and he took out a normal-sized wooden knife from the sword bag, and said generously: "Use mine! I'm hungry, you It's only fair that the weapon is out of hand."

Hideji Kitahara took it with a thank you, tried the feel of the hand, took a few steps back slowly holding the knife, and said politely: "Come on, Fukuzawa-san!"

Fuze Xueli laughed loudly, raised the wooden knife in his hand, and yelled: "Aha, I'm going to fuck!"