"What do you mean to look at me like this? Did I say something unexpected? Or would I not be able to do it?"

After finding out that he had just asked if he could become a choice, Mio and grandpa stared at him.

Kitahara Nanfeng frowned: "It shouldn't be great, grandpa, look... Mio can do that."

Kitahara Nanfeng moved his seat and came behind Mio Natsume, who was sitting opposite him, and rubbed her head hard.

I have to say that sometimes there is an advantage in growing taller. Even if Mio Natsume is sitting, he is half a head taller than her and can rub his head effortlessly.

"The road-free race...who's going to be the one?"

Mio Natsume, who was sitting in a straight position, shook her head and found that she could not shake his hand, so she twisted her head to one side, and clenched her fist on her white thighs.

Beiyuan Nanfeng ignored her, and his hand was still on her head, looking at her grandfather.

The person who made the final decision looked at the old man in front of him, not the girl beside him.

"Why?"

Grandpa was on a crutch and was unexpectedly calm.

Although his voice is still quite strong.

But he didn't yell, he just calmed down...

"I'm interested in mystery, extraordinary and so on."

"I won't let my grandson take risks for this reason." Grandpa shook his head.

"This is also your granddaughter." Kitahara Nanfeng pressed Mio Natsume's head.

"She has no choice, but you are different."

"I have participated in the showdown that you mentioned twice, and I have won both of them. On the plus side, I am at least stronger than Mio, and it is also a good thing to do with multiple clergy.

If you think about it badly, I've beaten it. Who knows if you will be seeking revenge in the future? To be honest, I think it's hard to stick to it by relying solely on the body. If you do it a few more times, I think I'll die."

"You can hide, you can explain, you are not obliged to accept the challenge."

Grandpa still shook his head.

"Tsk, grandpa, are you that strict..."

Kitahara Nanfeng smashed his tongue, then looked at Mio Natsume who was pressed on his head, and a flash of inspiration flashed.

"Then is the reason I want to protect Mio?" Kitahara Nanfeng crossed his hands and lay on Mio Natsume's head.

"Brother Yes, my hair."

Natsume Mio pressed her collarbone with one hand, covered the collar of her summer school uniform, raised her head slightly, and struggled awkwardly.

"Don't move around, I'll show my deep love between brother and sister, and it'll be fine soon."

Mio Natsume: "…"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at grandpa.

Grandpa lifted his crutch, knocked on the floor a few times, and said, "This is enough."

The north wind in Beiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am worthy of being my grandson of Natsume family."

"Strictly speaking, I don't have the blood of the Natsume family..." Kitahara Nanfeng snatched it.

"It's so noisy! It's coming soon, you go out first."

Grandpa suddenly issued an order to expel guests.

“…”

Kitahara Nanfeng was stunned, and finally stood up with his hands on the floor, left Natsume Mio, and walked out of the door.

Natsume Mio lowered her head and tidied her long hair.

Wait until she raises her head.

The north-land south wind has left.

The door is automatically and on.

Natsume Mio retracted her gaze and looked back at the floor.

"Sorry, Mio, my grandfather is not as good as your righteous brother who has not seen in half a year."

The old man in front of Mio Natsume suddenly spoke.

"Um..." Natsume Mio shook her head gently, "It has nothing to do with grandpa."

"You are really too forced by yourself. Thank you for your hard work. If you live well in the future, that brat will protect you."

Grandpa's tone was very gentle. This was the first time he talked to Natsume Mio in such a tone.

But Mio Natsume didn't notice this. She looked down at the floor, unable to see her expression.

"Is he the real brother in the future?"

She suddenly asked.

"Yes." Grandpa nodded.

“…”

Natsume Mio pursed her lips and suddenly said softly: "Can you refuse him? Look... isn't it dangerous? I can actually do it alone."

"no."

Mio Natsume whispered: "Oh..."

A girlish thought was killed like this.

...

On the other side, Beiyuan Nanfeng walked out of the hall, and without walking far, he sat down cross-legged on the side edge.

He checked his panel.

After waking up from the hospital, he discovered that he had an extra special state... and a skill, or extraordinary ability.

【system:

Host: North Yuan Nanfeng

Strong strength: 9

Agility: 9

Endurance: 7

Lucky: 0 (You will have a fatal attraction to monsters)

Extraordinary ability: [Rage]

Special status: [Second effects]

Emergency mission: Please save Mio Natsume.

Comprehensive judgment, rank 8

An unlucky and ordinary high school student, but with a relatively developed limbs.]

Beiyuan Nanfeng focused his eyes on [Angry].

[Anger: Burns the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and anger blows the crown. It boils the blood, further improves the body's ability, and even temporarily overtakes the laws of physics. Note: Every time you use it, it will aggravate the [sequences] and cause irreversible tissue necrosis.

PS:

The fierce battle has begun.

Take action and rush forward.

While rushing, he shouted: God bless Henry, England and St. George.

The very vague description is, compared to the [sequences] of special states are much simpler and clearer.

[Secondary: Please press the Danzhong point heavily. Is it painful? It's right? This is the price of krypton life. Please take good care of yourself. Ps: Becoming a natural choice can effectively relieve or even eliminate the sequelae.]

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the explanation of the sequelae and had no expression on his face.

He pressed last night.

The price was that he lay on the hospital bed for more than ten minutes but couldn't recover, and his whole body felt like he was cramping.

This is the "little accident" in the first half of the night

That feels really bad.

Of course, the feeling worse than that is the feeling of being pushed forward by this so-called system.

The special state of sequelae is almost written clearly: If you don’t want to die, you will become the choice of God.

In fact, just now, he insisted on trying to convince his grandfather, but a small part of the reason was because of the influence of this special state.

Although there are other factors involved, to be honest, the feeling of being forced to do something is really bad.
To be continued...