Is it really a straight girl?

Although I really want to know Chitose's exact age, but the other party doesn't seem to have anything to say. Judging by the appearance alone, he can't be more than 24... 22 years old.

What kind of environment is it that can create a girl with a temperament like Miss Chitose?

It feels like someone from a scholarly family or some ancient aristocratic family will appear like Chitose, and he has traveled around the world...

"That's great." Miki exhaled, repeating Miss Chitose's previous words.

However, can you stop looking at Yaki's lower body all the time, are you really okay, Miss Chitose?

Miki was about to tremble a little, was it cold?

The girl wrapped her big coat again. Speaking of which... the color of the coat seems to be a bit similar to that of Miss Chitose.

Miji shook his head, remembering the reasons he guessed that Miss Chitose and others went out, the misty black smoke, and the explosion just now, he couldn't help but ask:

"Tonight, everyone is not injured, right?"

"What happened today is just a small problem." Chitose said naturally, and the meals and utensils were placed on the table: "Everything has ended normally and orderly."

Mi Ji feels that the explosion over there may not be called normal and orderly, but it is good that there is no injury.

"Miss said popcorn is for watching movies, shall we meet later?"

Suddenly changed the subject, and is this, a date invitation?

Mi Ji's drunken little head couldn't judge normally.

He only looked at Miss Chitose at the table on the other side with questioning eyes.

It's almost midnight now, is there still a movie theater open outside? No, no, it seems that there is.

There is a midnight file for movies... But it seems that there is also an epidemic in this world, is it really open?

Miki rubbed his eyes and asked, "Going outside?"

"It's fine in the living room, and I still know how to operate today's smart TV to select movies." She said.

Oh oh.

Her head didn't look very clear, and Ms. Yaki who pressed her temples couldn't make her brain, which was in a bad state, work overtime.

After Mi Ji just finished drinking, he seemed to have taken a nap, not very sleepy. Thinking about it, he seemed to have slept for about five hours this morning, and it seems normal to not feel sleepy now.

"I have nothing to do." Miji rubbed his eyes again.

Why does Mi Ji always have the illusion of stepping on a trap...

My hazy brain couldn't figure this out.

Wrapped tightly in a big coat, the girl stood in a daze for a while in the corridor from the door to the stairs, then walked to the sofa and TV in a daze, turned on the chandelier, and sat on it in a daze.

What is Yaki going downstairs to do?

Because of being drunk, the girl couldn't remember the answer to this question at all.

Lying on the soft cushion of the sofa, Ms. Yaji was in a daze for several minutes, looking at her clothes.

Half naked...and, a lily, at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, two people, living room...watching a movie?

Mi Ji found these phrases in his chaotic thoughts, and combined them together.

Open your eyes slowly.

Miss Chitose once said that she looks particularly good at technique, but Yaki is already so dizzy that she can't think normally...

'Watching a movie' isn't that a particularly dangerous thing? !

Once Chitose has any idea...

Miki sucked in a breath of cold air.

It turned out that she was in such a situation...

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170、Miji's head is dizzy

The girl's pupils turned a dull color.

The body also gradually stiffened after realizing this.

Alcohol affected her mind. Although Ms. Miji temporarily understood how dangerous her environment was, she couldn't connect her thoughts together. Knowing the existence of the problem, she couldn't think about how to solve it.

From a soothing and natural daze to a tense daze.

There is a remote control and a fruit basket on the table. Below is Miss Lianhua's various snacks. Next to it is a large bucket of popcorn brought by Chitose.

So why do you bring popcorn? It doesn't conform to common sense at all, okay?

Miki leaned on the back of the big pillow of the sofa, and felt uncomfortable, so he grabbed a big pillow next to him and clamped himself like a hamburger, squinting his eyes comfortably.

Afterwards, I went to the toilet, and when I came back, I huddled in the big pillow burger. I didn't think about anything when I was drunk, but I just longed for warmth.

The empty legs were a little cold, and they were hugged by Mi Ji. The big coat directly covered the curled up Miss Mi Ji from top to bottom like an oversized skirt, including the curled up knees.

Probably nothing will happen at all.

Mi Ji sat on the sofa with his arms wrapped around his legs like a roly-poly, thinking so dazedly, he untied the popcorn on the table, took two with his fingertips and tasted them.

It's creamy, like honey, so sweet.

Ms. Miji, who has no logic or sanity, keeps following her body's instincts. After eating one popcorn, she can't stop the second popcorn until she grabs a handful and slowly stuffs popcorn into her mouth one by one. Go, so that the honey cream fragrance in the lips continues.

Instinct does not care whether you will gain weight in the future. When encountering sweets, the human instinct is to eat them all.

ahh-

Miki squinted her eyes and raised her head, and let out a comfortable snort.

Suddenly there were footsteps behind her. Ms. Miji, who was in a drunken state, had lost her ability to perceive danger and her mind, so she didn't pay much attention.

Miss Chitose walked around the sofa from Miki's side and sat on it.

"It's finished." Miss Mi Ji looked at the people around her with empty eyes.

The girl with short white hair nodded: "Miss's cooking skills are very good."

"Thank you for the compliment?" The drunken girl tilted her head.

A slender hand patted Miss Miki's forehead and rubbed it.

"Woo..." The little girl shook her head and tilted her head to the other side. The balance was a little unstable under this movement, and she tried hard to maintain her balance.

"Cute." Chitose smiled.

Before Miss Miji could bury her reddish cheeks above her knees wrapped in a large white coat, the girl with short white hair grabbed the remote control on the glass rounded square table, turned on the TV, and at the same time pinched several remote controls. Popcorn.

One was put in his mouth, and the rest were placed in front of Ms. Miji like feeding.

The dazed girl instinctively squeezed a few pieces of sweet popcorn from the opponent's hand, and slowly stuffed them into her mouth.

After the TV was turned on and connected to the Internet, Miss Chitose began to scroll through the list of recent movies.

"What kind of movies does Miss like to watch?"

Even though it was ten o'clock in the evening, Miss Chitose still didn't seem to show any sleepiness on her face.

When she spoke, her pale lips moved little.

Miki looked at the other person's face in the haze of his mind.

If Mahiru-san was looked at like this by him, maybe she would be shy?No no, why do you think of Mahiru...?Sure enough, my mind is too chaotic, all thoughts are floating in my mind, no matter what logic and rationality.

The physical sensation of the other party rubbing his head just now is still clearly there.

Miss Chitose's hands are cold...

Same as every previous touch.

Miji, who was in a hazy state of mind, recalled that in the early hours of this morning, because he wanted to confirm something, he ran directly to Chitose's room without the slightest courtesy, looked at the other party's sleeping face, but was suddenly held by the hand.

At that time, Miss Chitose's hands were as cold as they are now.

It's just like...

"Vampire?" There was some doubt in Miji's tone.

"It's completely different from the lady in my impression. I thought you weren't very interested in this kind of thriller movies." Chitose switched the selection cursor and kept going down.

"What does Miss Chitose think of me?" Miki asked.

"Children." Chitose replied casually, "Dangerous guy."

"These two descriptions have nothing to do with each other..."

Are naive children dangerous people?

Mi Ji, whose mind and thoughts are in a state of chaos, can't find any connection between these two descriptions.

"A leader of a terrorist organization, or a baby who doesn't understand anything, if they both have a button to launch a nuclear bomb, which one do you think will scare people more?"

Ms. Chitose chose a slightly scary movie with a black-based promotional image, and pressed the confirm button to choose to play.

After a few seconds of buffering, a clear picture began to emerge in the darkness.

"..."

Mi Ji's brain is still in a shattered state, unable to turn around.

"That's right." Miss Chitose put down the remote control, stood up and walked to the side, turned off the main light in the living room, and the surroundings fell into darkness for a moment.

Although there was still a yellowish light in the kitchen, it was not enough to illuminate everything.

"But Mi Ji doesn't have any nuclear bomb button." Mi Ji blinked.

"Then just treat it as if I'm talking nonsense." Miss Chitose let out a strange sigh.

After turning off the main light in the living room, the white-haired girl returned to Mi Ji's side, pinched the popcorn, and the movie gradually lit up.

In the darkness, Miki could no longer see the color of Chitose's pupils, only the reflection of the TV.

After a few seconds of silence at intervals, Miss Chitose's voice rang in Miki's ears again.

"Thank you for helping me."

"...?"