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[The Great Magister of Eternal Tribulation and Reincarnation] The second volume has just been written, and TJ can't continue writing. If there is no embellishment in the dead house life of playing games and reading comic novels every day, he feels that he will still choose a dog leash.

An empty life has no meaning anymore!

"It's the end of July, shouldn't you finish the exam today?" Weston mumbled to himself paralyzed on the sofa. He didn't bother Setsuna's study in the past week, and he didn't take the initiative to contact the other party for a week.

Like an old man who has had a stroke and doesn't want to move, he struggles to reach the phone on the coffee table, still wanting to send a message.

Seeing that his finger was about to touch the corner of the phone——

"Woo!" There was a vibration, changing the direction of the phone.

Adults, especially those who have some shady things, usually set their mobile phones to vibrate except for work.

Befriending a girl who is much younger and avoiding being regarded as a pervert by the police, Weston also made a lot of efforts.

He suddenly returned from the mode of the old man who suffered a stroke to the state of a decadent uncle.

There is only one number saved in his mobile phone, and he will immediately block the other unfamiliar numbers after answering them.

He did not leave his mobile phone in any real store, so there will be no organization that uses number resources to make money to leak his phone to some marketing, shopping malls, insurance and so on.

If there are still, then the Japanese communication operator may be no different from the operator in his impression.

Weston glanced at the mobile phone number, it was unfamiliar, and it didn't look like a TV shopping one, but it looked like a civilian one.

Could it be Setsuna's mother's private number?

Weston snorted, but there was a kind of happiness in his eyes that 'someone finally called me'.

"Hello, Mr. Jinmu, I have delivered your takeaway near your residence. I haven't seen any ghost castle or anything like that..."

"..." After a moment of silence, Weston said, "Covered with moss."

Then resolutely hung up the phone.

the reality is cruel.

No one would call him or chat with him at all.

He sent an email to the offline Shansu account name: "Are you there?"

With the enthusiasm of the past moment, I will definitely return within a minute.

But not now, three minutes have passed, ten minutes have passed, the takeaway has been delivered and eaten, and the noon sun turns red and gradually sets...

"No..." Standing alone on the roof of the castle, looking at the few people passing by on the street as the night faded into the night, the world is so big, but he is still so invincible, and such a high place is too cold.

The superficial neighbor next door is not worthy of him humbly visiting to be friends. The kind of warm man who lives in the sun feels like he wants to be beaten up. Ask him why he can survive in this dirty world. So comfortable.

The lewd junior high school student Lolita who has been squatting heavily at home doesn't go out to read pornographic manga all day long, her hair has already turned gray, and she is doomed to age before she gets old.

There is no need for such neighbors to exist.

"Well, hello~!" Through the window on the second floor, the legendary warm-hearted neighbor greeted him.

Weston stretched out his hand: "Hello."

"Well, do you want to put on your clothes? My sister is also in the room. It would be bad if I accidentally saw it."

"Shut up and charge now. Don't use your social shame to apply to me, the real world like garbage doesn't exist for me!"

Secondary illness?

The high school boy sighed helplessly, took out his mobile phone and called the police: "Hello, is it the police? Our family has been harassed. There is a gentleman with no clothes..."

"Speedy Thunder! Let's penetrate with the ultimate flash!"

Weston drew a magic circle in the void, and a snake-like lightning strike directly on the mobile phone of the high school student. The latter stared dumbfounded at everything in his hand, and the reality that was just like an illusion.

"Magic, magician!?"

"you do not know any think!"

A magic energy-gathering ring enveloped the top of the head of the young high school student. The shock in the latter's eyes gradually became dull, and he looked around blankly.

"Where am I... It's over, Sagiri's meal hasn't been cooked yet."

I really want to break this warm man's leg and send him to the German orthopedic department!

Weston shook his head secretly, as a prop to be vented by himself this week, he is not bad.

Coming down from the roof of the castle, Weston looked back at the direction of sunset, frowning slightly

During this short period of time, a girl in a skirt walked towards his residence from the street.

This scene made his expression freeze immediately.Weston quickly went downstairs to get dressed and walked to the front door, when the doorbell rang 'Ding Dong'.

Opening the door, the girl with glasses was clearly delighted: "Do you know I'm coming?"

Is this a tacit understanding?He had just opened the door, and she had just rang the doorbell.

"Why come so late?" Weston was a little puzzled, what does this girl mean by coming so late?

She doesn't plan to let herself take her back at ten o'clock every night, does she?

His magic wasn't meant to be used as a means of transportation.

"Because I finished the last day of the exam, I came here immediately after the exam. I haven't seen you for almost a week." Shu Na pushed the door open without waiting for the master to stop him.