Farewell to Yoko Kobayashi.

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head helplessly, turned to take the elevator, and returned to the twelfth floor.

Qihai Sumiko's office.

Natsume Mio sat on the chair, looking down at her phone, pursing her lips, as if she was a little unhappy.

Sunyoki leaned against the wall and was buckled with his nails, a little bored.

"You guys just stand like that?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng saw this scene when he came in, and was a little puzzled.

Although the age difference between the two is a bit big, there is no topic.

"I have already talked to Section Chief Sunaga." Natsume Mio saw Kitahara Nanfeng, and immediately stood up, gave way to the side with her hands behind her back, and gave up the chair.

“…”

The north land south wind looked at Suyong Jiyue.

Sunaga Hitsuki looked at Natsume Mio and stopped talking.

I can't say that I asked your sister a question, your sister's eyes are not very friendly...

Not suitable.

And that question is hard to say...

Suyong Jiyue passed the words she wanted to say, and after a while he stopped talking, he finally chose to shut up.

"If you have something to say, why are you stammering?" Nanfeng Beiyuan discovered Suyong Jiyue's hesitation.

"Nothing, are you doing something again? There was a lot of noise upstairs just now. I originally wanted to go and see, but your sister was here alone, so I didn't go."

Suyong Jiyue sniffed the smell of gunpowder on the body of Nanfeng, and changed the topic.

"A small thing."

Kitahara Nanfeng came to Natsume Mio and told her what had just happened.

After hearing this, Sunaga Hitsuki widened her beautiful eyes: "...Are you really not afraid of Hirosuke Fujiwara regardless of the fray? Can you really deal with the Isle of the Palace and Ise Temple alone?"

"I have a good grasp of this."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said, "Isn't this apart yet?"

Sunyoki frowned slightly: "You are playing with fire."

Beiyuan Nanfeng asked with a smile: "Do you want to tell me that Zhigang Yizhe?"

“…”

Xuyong Jiyue was slightly stunned, then her gaze slowly moved downward, and moved below the waist of Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's mouth twitched: "I seem to guess what you are thinking, and I advise you to throw away unhealthy thoughts as soon as possible."

"I don't!"

Xu Yongjiyue's face turned red and she loudly refuted the Nanfeng of Beiyuan.

Beiyuan Nanfeng asked with a try-and-see attitude, "Then I ask you, what do you think Zhigang Yizhe means?"

This time, he said it in Chinese.

“…”

After Su Yong Jiyue was silent for a long time, she said carefully: "...Rischer hardness?"

"Are you and Sumiko Nichi, are you sisters? Are you illiterate? That is a description of personality! Character!"

The northland south wind was shocked.

Natsume Mio pursed her lips, reached out her hand, and gently patted Kitahara Nanfeng on the shoulder: "Brother Ye-kyung, stop talking..."

Kitahara Nanfeng looked back at Mio and calmed down.

The topic seems to be off the beat...

"It's amazing to be Chinese. I've been there and have been a competition with them, although I lost in the end..."

Sunyoki murmured in a low voice.

"ha?"

Kitahara Nanfeng looked away from Mio Natsume and didn't hear what she was saying: "Stop talking nonsense, just illiterate, don't justify it. Did you check the Sanfeng Shrine that you asked you to check last time?"

"Tsk."

Sunaga Hitotsuki smashed his tongue and looked unhappy, but he replied: "...I found it, but there was no specific news. I only know that this shrine is close to a very famous doll village. There are only two people in this shrine, an old man and his grandson who is only fourteen years old. As for the technique "puppet", it is rumored that it was invented by the old man. The original purpose was to control his grandson who likes to make noise.

And the principles and the like are even more unclear, and Mirror Class can only do this."

"Control the noisy grandson? I always feel something is wrong with the expansion."

Beiyuan Nanfeng complained, then looked correct and said helplessly: "Forget it, thank you anyway, I'll ask other acquaintances again."

“…Hmph, hypocritical.”

Suyong Jiyue raised her snow-white chin, hugged her chest and left with her head raised.

"Arrogant?"

After watching Su Yong Jiyue leave.

Mio Natsume, who had been silent and listened to Kitahara Nanfeng and Sunaga Hitsuki's main business, suddenly asked in a low voice.

Beiyuan Nanfeng turned around, pressed her head, and said with some amusement: "Where did you hear these messy words?"

"Brother of righteousness..."

Natsume Mio held Kitahara Nanfeng's wrist in both hands, pressed her big hand, and slightly raised her snow-white jaw: "Have you forgotten that your sister is a high school student?"

"No."

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Mio Natsume, who revealed her youthful vitality whenever she made every move.

"Then do you think a high school girl doesn't know the word "pride"?"

Kitahara Nanfeng pretended to be surprised and said, "So high school girls are that powerful?"

“…I always feel like you misunderstood something.”

Mio Natsume moved her big hand away: "What I want to express is that high school girls talk about more topics... But forget it, sit down soon, aren't you tired?"

She gently pushed Beiyuan Nanfeng to the side of the chair.

Beiyuan Nanfeng sat down with the flow and then stretched out his hand to her.

"No, my brother-in-law will touch his thigh..."

Natsume Mio closed her skirt, her round thighs, as smooth as uncensored jade, shrank back. Instead of sitting down, she walked around behind Kitanhara Nanfeng and gently pinched his shoulders.

Beiyuan Nanfeng did not refuse and lowered his head and began to think.

Since Sunyoki cannot find out the details of the puppet technique, he has to ask for help from Ayumi Mayumi.

Beiyuan Nanfeng must figure out whether this puppet technique is useful to him. I won’t mention whether it is useful to him. Just as the Divine House Zongzhan said, he has weaknesses, and he can ignore ordinary attacks, just fight back.

But such a technique that can control someone to commit suicide and make the other party feel that something is wrong. Even if it can only last for a short moment, Beiyuan Nanfeng felt that he had to figure it out.

Because he doesn't want to regret it.

"Brother Yes, what are you thinking?"

Natsume Mio suddenly let go of Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulders, leaned down, rested her chin on his shoulders, and rubbed her soft face against his earlobe.

"A bad technique mastered by a bunch of assholes."

Kitahara Nanfeng said in a joking tone.

"Can you tell me?"

Natsume Mio hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

The warm breath she exhaled from her speech made Beiyuan Nanfeng's neck itchy.

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and mentioned a little to her.

Then, after comforting her, he said, "Don't care," he picked up his cell phone and called Arimiya Mayumi.

"This..."

After hearing this, Mio Natsume blinked her eyes and didn't care much.

And on the other side.

The phone call from Beiyuan Nanfeng was quickly connected.

"Northern wind?"

The voice of Ayami Mayumi came out, and seemed to be a little surprised.

"Long time no see...although I haven't seen you now."

Beiyuan Nanfeng greeted him, then paused and asked, "Are your brother here? I have a question to ask him. If possible, please let him answer the phone."

Mayumi Arimiya: "…"
Chapter completed!