The daily life of Buddhist texts

Yukino was slightly taken aback by Yukinoshita.

Hikigaya Hachiman then explained: "Oreki often sometimes doesn't make sense of what he said, but as long as you understand his thinking mode, you can probably guess what he wants to ask."

Yukinoshita Yukino came back to her senses, and whispered softly: "Oreki's thinking mode."

"Yes, Oreki's way of thinking." Hikiya Hachiman nodded confidently.

"what is that."

"There's just no mindset."

Yukinoshita Yukino fell silent for a moment, and stopped talking.

She couldn't understand what Hikigaya Hachiman was saying.

This is exactly the atmosphere effect Hikigu Hachiman wants to create.

It doesn't matter what Oremu Gen is thinking at the moment, as long as he calms down and asks, Oreki Gen will take the initiative to say it.

The important thing is to beat Yukinoshita Yukino in terms of momentum.

To create an atmosphere where only Bikigu Hachiman knows about Oreki Gen, but Yukinoshita Yukino knows nothing about Oreki Gen.

Although it was troublesome, Hikigu Hachiman still managed it.

The corner of his mouth was raised, and his right leg was shaking uncontrollably.However, this series of actions was keenly captured by Yukinoshita Yukino. After a few seconds of thinking, Yukinoshita Yukino immediately came to a conclusion, and then sneered.

The invisible battlefield of gunpowder.

Zhe Muyuan didn't know anything about it, he just frowned with his fingers, looked back at the crow parked by the window eaves, and said softly, "That."

"Which one?!"

Hikigaya Hachiman and Yukinoshita Yukino spoke in unison, and they even patted the table so excitedly that the water glasses on it were almost knocked over.

Gen Oreki pulled back his chair silently, kept a safe distance from Hikigaya Hachiman and Yukinoshita Yukino, and asked, "Did you do anything special?"

something special.

Yukinoshita Yukino tilted her head, thinking hard, and Hikigu Hachiman's dead fish eyes also showed a puzzled look.

after awhile.

"Oreki." Hikigaya Hachiman said.

"What." Oreki Gen asked.

"Think how special it is."

"Hikigu, your tone is a bit strange."

Chapter 386 Chapter 385 To deal with crying children is to use the 9XL Bible

By the time Oreki Gen and the two finished their discussion, the sun outside the window had only half of its head left, half floating on the sea surface and half buried in the sea.

Saying goodbye to the two, watching Hikigaya Hachiman get into Yukinoshita's black luxury car with a sad face.Yuzuru Nishinomiya had previously sent a message saying that he and Hikigaya Komachi would go home together, so Gen Oreki rode the Brutal Justice alone slowly through the streets.

The autumn wind is rustling, the maple leaves are fluttering, and the boy with dark circles walks through the streets and alleys of Chiba City leisurely, blending into the autumn city.

Going back to the basement of the Quartz Building, parked the Cruel Justice next to the supercar, Zhemuyuan took the elevator upstairs, and when he got to the door of the house, he heard the sound of someone talking inside.

Is it lying smoke Izu Lake to meet the axe Nogi Yu at home?

Push open the door.

crunch.

The TV in the living room is playing the anime series, which is the No.12 episode of "One Punch Man". Poros is activating the blood power of his whole body, and fighting Saitama with unyielding belief.

BGM is "Justice Executed".

A primary school student with glasses in a white coat was lying on his side on the sofa, staring at the TV intently, with tears flickering in his eyes.

"Come on! Big brother who drives the spaceship!" Zhe Muche shouted.

"You are already considered an uncle." Lying Yan Izu Lake's tone was unrecognizable.

"You'll be a boy until you die!" Zhe Muche took out a napkin to wipe away his tears,

Ignoring Oremuche's trickery, Woyan Izuko turned his head and waved his slender arms at Oreki Gen at the door.

"Ah, Hello! Good evening, Xiaoyuan!"

Different from the previous bland performance, when facing Oreki Gen, the expression of Wo Yan Izu Lake changed instantly, showing the gentle and pleasant attitude of the big sister next door.

Yuan Oreki nodded silently, and then found that the chef was wearing a tuxedo, came out of the kitchen and greeted him with an elegant British gentleman's salute, and then returned to the kitchen unhurriedly.

The enticing aroma of food filled the air.

After taking off his shoes, Gen Oreki didn't throw his schoolbag on the sofa as usual, but sat down on the chair upright, and stared quietly at Lake Izu.

The sister next door is still dressed in the same loose short-sleeved trousers. The baseball cap seems to be a part of her hair, and she refuses to take it off. She is like a pot of sweet sake, with simple and plain Decorated in a bottle, it exudes the relaxed vitality of young people.

Lying Yan Izu Lake squatted on the handle of the demon sword Shinto, and next to him was Oreki Che who was watching TV with tears in his eyes. The two of them created a harmonious and weird scene.

On the TV screen, Poros fought hard and finally punched Saitama to the moon.

"Ryoko, what's the matter today." Yuan Oreki asked.

Lying Yan Izu Lake tilted his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a relaxed tone: "Probably a family gathering?"

"What's the matter with the TV watcher?"

"It doesn't matter if you treat him as a dead person." Wo Yan Izu Lake said with a smile.

Zhe Muche, who was regarded as a dead person, didn't seem to have heard the conversation here, but kept pulling out tissues miserably, and then wiped his red and swollen eyes vigorously.

After Saitama on TV knocked Poros down with a punch, Zhemuche seemed to have made a difficult decision, and used his mobile phone to call his assistant, and after a chatter, he put the phone away, closed his eyes, As if meditating.

"Flow, Zone, call it whatever you want," Woyan Izuko shrugged, "As long as human beings devote themselves to one thing, it is easy to transform into this state."

"What is he doing?" Oreki Gen asked.

Zhemuche closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

"Because the storyline just now made him a little sad," Woyan Izuko said, "He informed the people in the laboratory that he was going to start a project called "The Overlord of the Universe Never Died."

"not understand."

"Some cell regeneration and gene sequence recombination can strengthen the strength and regeneration function of mice, allowing them to break bricks with one punch."

"Is it really possible?" Oreki asked.

"Yes, there are now six well-trained mice in his laboratory, well-equipped and of high quality, they are usually sent out to perform special tasks, and when they are free, they will grab French fries from seagulls in the seaside town."

"Grab Seagull's fries."

"Life, the group of mice is not so much a private army, it's more like a mercenary."

"The world is wonderful."

"Of course, if people can understand the logic and rules of the world after only a few years of study, then they will feel very boring, and then find a way to end their lives."

Lying Yan Izuko smiled, put away the demon sword Shinto, asked the chef from the kitchen for a cup of warm water decorated with wolfberries, and brought it to Oreki Gen.

There was steaming steam in the clean white ceramic cup, and three soaked orange-red goji berries were floating on the surface of the water.

The big sister next door did not sit down obediently, but squatted on the chair, with her arms on her knees, her delicate chin pressed against her smooth white forearm, and she tilted her head to look at Zhe Muyuan.

Oreki Gen also looked at her.

After a while, Woyan Izuko smiled lightly and said, "Lyoko is really happy to see Xiaoyuan willing to take the initiative to do things."

Oreki Gen looked at those strange eyes, "A person with super powers."

"It's just that I know everything," Woyan Izuko covered his mouth and chuckled, then looked at Oremuche who was sitting on the sofa in deep thought, and said quietly: "If Xiaoyuan finds the president annoying, you can call the master The cook can help throw it out."

"Throw it out." Oreki Gen repeated.

"It doesn't matter if you just throw it out of the window," Woyan Izuko said confidently, "Anyway, this Frankenstein can always land safely with all kinds of strange props."

"Is it a robot cat?"

"According to mainstream values, Doraemon can't be counted in the category of Frankenstein."

Oreki Gen nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Let's forget it."

"Forget it," Lying Yan Izuhu turned his head slightly, his brown pupils glanced at Zhe Muche who was as immobile as Mount Tai on the sofa, "It's really a pity."

The president's figure trembled slightly, and tears fell, as exaggerated as if the faucet had been turned off, soaking the sofa in a blink of an eye, and even tended to become more violent.

"If you don't plan to wash yourself later, do you want me to cut off your head for you?" Woyan Izuhu's tone was frivolous, but there was an imperceptible seriousness in it.

The president stopped his tears all of a sudden, and kept sobbing on the sofa.

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Although the kitchen facilities in Yuan Oreki's house were not perfect, the chef was still working diligently. When the family of three over there sat down, he served three small servings of fruit yoghurt in seconds.

The simple Maoyan Kyoho grapes are topped with a layer of ice-cold snow-white yogurt, which is fresh and delicious.

"When a person has experienced beauty and care, his heart will naturally become broad and boundless. Let go of the past and face the future!" The president gave a thumbs up. thing!"

Yuan Oreki ate fruit yoghurt and didn't speak.

He felt that today's grapes were a bit hard, probably because they had been stored in the refrigerator for too long.

In the past, the chef would control the taste of the grapes very well, similar to ice-cold soft waxy.

It may be that Oreki's refrigerator is not as professional as Chef's refrigerator.

"Xiao Yuan, are you there?" The president asked tentatively.

"Not here." Geno Oreki replied.

Lying Yan Izu Lake next to him pursed his lips and smiled.

"Xiaoyuan, thank you very much for your willingness to talk to me. I am very moved. I am tearful and don't know what to say. Let me kowtow to you here."

While the president was talking, he took out a skull model from the bag he was carrying, and was about to knock twice on the table when Woyan Izuko grabbed his throat with his hand as a knife.