"handwashing."

Seeing the dirty little hands grabbing them one after another, Mi Seya frowned and quickly patted the palms of each little hand.

As if they already knew that she would have such a reaction, the naughty children burst into laughter and ran away to wash their hands.

As far as washing hands before eating is concerned, the teachings are in place, but other aspects are worrying.

I sighed secretly, and suddenly, a big, white, hot bun was handed to me.

"Give it to me?" I pointed to myself.

"Um."

"Is that enough?"

"Don't worry, isn't it common sense to have enough room in the kitchen?"

"Okay, then I'm not polite." After thinking about it, this was indeed the truth, and I didn't hold out my hand pretentiously.

The so-called margin in the kitchen means that when cooking and cooking, you need to increase the amount of food appropriately. If you have more, you can feel full, but if it is not enough, it will make people feel depressed.

"Wash your hands." Mi Seya also treated me like a child and taught me.

"Yes, yes, I understand." Because her words were understandable, I had no choice but to respond and went to wash my hands with the naughty children.

"Give."

"Thank you, Sister Ya."

After everyone washed their hands and came back, this girl with an uncertain character did not bother and put a big hot bun on each of her stretched out hands. If her face could have a more loving and holy smile, then

This picture will become very beautiful and touching.

I also got one in my hand.

Looking at the meat buns in my hand that seemed to taste very good, I walked towards Beansa who was waiting for me.

"It's been a long wait. Beansha, come here." He handed the meat buns to my junior sister.

"This is……"

The obviously delicious appearance and smell of the meat buns made Beansa's indifferent aura change and his eyes sparkle.

What a greedy little junior sister.

"This is a meat bun, haven't you seen it before?"

Beansa shook his head solemnly.

That guy from the Hairy Leg Immortal is so busy researching spices, why don't you take good care of Beansa for me, you bastard!

Seeing Beansha shaking her head, I felt angry and pitiful at the same time, so I touched her head and handed the bun over.

"Come here, eat and see. If it tastes good, I will buy it for you often in the future."

"Yeah." He nodded his head hard. Beansa quickly took the bun and took a bite.

Then her whole body paused, and time seemed to have stopped passing on her. Several seconds passed like this. She showed a happy expression on her face.

Really, it’s just a meat bun, it’s too exaggerated.

"Senior brother." With his bright and lovely eyes wide open, Beansa tugged on my sleeve, then separated the meat bun with a small bite from the middle and handed half of it to me.

"Half for each person."

"Thank you, Biansha is such a good boy." I did not reject her intention. I took it and touched her head affectionately.

"Hehe." Beansa seemed very happy after being praised by me. He sighed happily like a puppy being caressed by its owner, and looked at me again with a pair of bright, beautiful eyes.

"Senior brother, there will be meat buns from now on, half for each person."

"Okay, half for each person." I couldn't help laughing.

Although I soon regretted my rash agreement...

The meat buns taste pretty good, could it be made by Mi Seya? I didn't expect that this girl who seemed to be very frivolous could actually have such skills. Of course, she was far worse than Vilas.

Perhaps, I should ask Vilas to make some meat buns and send them over to let Biansha know what the delicacy of the God of Cooking is.

With this in mind, I walked back.

"Who... is that person?" Mi Seya glanced at Beansha with a sharp look.

Although she gave the impression that she was an unreliable squadron leader, she was very good at it and tried her best to memorize every face in the camp. Beansa's unfamiliar appearance would naturally arouse her vigilance.

"A friend of mine, don't worry."

"Really? I always feel that there is a dangerous aura about her, but since the elder said so, that's all." Mi Seya gave up the pursuit.

"The buns are delicious, thank you for the treat."

"No, the elder is too polite." Mi Seya said this, but her eyes looked at me, then moved to the donation box placed aside, and then moved to me, going back and forth like this, as if she was trying to pull me away.

——My wallet, to be precise, seems to be connected to the donation box.

Full of intentions of compulsory donation.

I can only smile bitterly at this.

"Your name... is Mi Seya, right? I think I saw you last time."

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to still remember him. This is my honor."

"Well..." I showed a subtle expression. That shocking way of meeting was really hard to forget.

"However, I didn't expect you to take care of the orphanage here part-time. I didn't dare to recognize you at first sight." I sighed softly, hiding the expression on my face.

Mi Seya, who met for the first time, gave the impression that although she was wearing a majestic soldier's uniform, she exuded a lazy aura, like a passive worker who yawned all day long, his eyes always

He is squinting lazily, and he is particularly energetic only when he is collecting bribes to make money.

The combination of these temperaments can be described in two words - a soldier who has been trained for a long time. Even if she went to the market to collect protection money from the shop owner, it would not be a surprise.

But now, her dress and temperament give me a huge contrast.

Wearing a light green sarong, although it is simple, it is extremely delicately arranged, exuding a clean and bright aura of a simple and diligent civilian girl.

Although she can't be said to be particularly spirited, there is still a huge difference between her and her appearance as a soldier. If I had to describe it, one is a Chinese pastoral dog and the other is a sloth.

This huge contrast even makes me wonder if Mi Seya also has a twin sister who is taking care of the lazy, useless and unfulfilled Mi Seya. This setting seems very familiar, and it seems to have happened around me. Yes

Is it my imagination?

The pornographic maid who was far away in the first world sneezed a little.

"Elder, although it is very presumptuous, but... could you be thinking of something very rude?" Mi Seya, whose sixth sense seems to be particularly keen, took a step closer and stared at me without blinking.

"No...haha. How should I put it? I'm just surprised to meet you here." I was a little confused for a moment, but I quickly calmed down and thought about it. I thought it would be better to be more direct.

"Let me tell you the truth. In fact, you have realized that when we first met...well, how should I put it? The impression you gave me at that time was that you did not look like you would appear in an orphanage to take care of children.

people."

"Really? I see. This is the truth. I can't deny it."

"So, when I saw what I just saw, I suddenly felt a huge contrast and surprise in my heart - although she may seem to give people a bad impression on the surface, she is actually a kind-hearted girl. Such a feeling."

"Hmph, although I am very happy to be praised like this. But the elder's idea is really too naive and too superficial."

Mi Seya sneered, covering her eyes, and a sharp pupil appeared from between her fingers. Under the bright sunset, it reflected the color of gold.

So cool, such a posture, such a tone of voice, super cool, it is the perfect form of a chuunibyou patient!

I was shocked.

"God...naive?"

"That's right, you have been confused by me now. Could it be that just by showing up in an orphanage and sharing a few buns, you can add the prefix of being kind-hearted? In this case, it would be too easy to be a good person and it would be too worthless. In fact,

Whether I was that day or I am now, I am the self, the self, sneaking under the night and striding in the sunshine, with dual identities, dual faces, and dual personalities. The two hate each other.

Each other, ultimately constitute the two masks of the hypocrite and the villain, representing the gray and dark planes, walking in the world as a fallen angel and a demon king. This is how I am feared by the world..."

While I was stunned, Mi Seya spoke a lot of words eloquently.

The first part was fine, but the second part was completely incomprehensible.

Could it be that...she is hiding her shyness?

I turned my head stiffly and looked at the naughty kid behind me with a questioning look.

"Don't worry, Uncle Fan, Sister Ya will look like this from time to time and say some words that people can't understand." The children were already used to it. They calmly bit the meat buns in their hands and answered vaguely.

road.

"From time to time? Is there any specific explanation, for example, when is it especially easy to become like this?" My curiosity came.

"For example..." They tilted their heads, turned their little heads, and then suddenly started to talk as if they had an epiphany.

"For example, when we are constantly being questioned and don't know how to answer our questions."

"For example, when you say something wrong and are exposed."

"For example, when you are playing with small animals and everyone is looking at you."
To be continued...