People are cursing back, and the good impression is full

In the end, Rika and her mother, under the persuasion of Zenin Kiyoshi, both entered the technical college to live or work.

At night, Mingming was waiting in the hospital parking lot. Looking at the exhausted Chanyuanqing, he handed him a piece of chewing gum. He opened his mouth slightly and chewed with a faint mint flavor.

"How do we convince them to live at the Polytechnic Institute? They don't look like the kind of people who would be willing to accept the title of Polytechnic Institute."

Listening to Mingming's words, Chanyuan Qing took the chewing gum, fastened his seat belt, and then explained with a smile:

"Education is important, but whether you can get a good job and have a good life ultimately depends on the support of your family. I've told Rika's mother that when she's an adult and looks for a job, I'll arrange a good one for her."

Hearing this, Mingming showed a familiar smile on his face, and then said:

"If that's the case, then it seems that our values ​​and ways of doing things are similar. I've actually thought this way for a long time. Education and the like are certainly important, but sometimes, education is just a stepping stone.

Rather than a stepping stone, I want the gold brick behind the door more. How about this car? I borrowed it from the singer because my own car has broken down.

Listening to Mingming's words, Chanyuan Qing naturally knew what she was emphasizing. He smiled lightly and then said:

"I know. I'll pay half of the price of your new car."

Mingming nodded, put the chewing gum back, started the car, and said softly:

"That gum you just ate cost 200,000 yen each."

"Hey! Then I won't pay for the car!"

"Just kidding~200 yen..."

The two of them were talking as they drove towards the high school dormitory.

At this time, Hanami was already sitting in the back seat of Jin'er's car. She and Eri put Kei in the child seat in the back seat, while Jin was driving in the front.

After so many years, Eri has learned about the world of curse, including Hanami's true identity and the difficult situation of Zenin Kiyosho.

Therefore, after learning that Hanamiya would also attend the dinner this time, Eri was actually more nervous than Hanamiya herself.

After all, under the influence of that guy Shino, the attitude of the sorcerer towards cursed spirits is basically impossible to allow a special existence like Hanamika to survive.

However, regarding this, Shiro was very "thoughtful" and gave Eri some comfort.

"Don't worry, if anyone disagrees with Hanamiya's existence, that brat Zenin Qing will make sure that blind bastard disappears."

When Hanami heard this, she wondered if this would scare Eri, but to her surprise, Eri actually felt relieved after hearing that Shinji was safe.

Sure enough...Xiaoqing is right. People who can get married are those who have the same interests and hobbies.

Hui was sitting in the child seat, looking at Shen'er with a somewhat unfriendly expression. He was still holding a grudge in his mind...

On the other side, in the technical college dormitory, Geto Suguru's head was covered with flour, the veins on his face were bulging, and he looked extremely irritable.

In front of him was Gojo Satoru, whose face also had a mess of sticky sauce.

"Satoru... could you please stop sneezing all over my face while I'm kneading the dough?!"

Listening to Geto Suguru's words, Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back any longer. He retorted to Geto Suguru:

"Huh? Are you an idiot? Why would you open this spicy sauce in front of me, and put it so close to me? After all, isn't it because of you that I sneeze?!"

Geto Xia Yu's face flushed slightly at Gojo Go's anger, and then the strange bangs beside his forehead swayed slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face:

"Qing, are you here so soon?"

Listening to Geto Suguru's words, Gojo Satoru subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the door, but there was nothing there to greet him.

The next moment, I felt the touch of flour on my cheek, and Gojo Satoru turned around...

"puff--!"

With a dull thud, flour splattered everywhere! Half of Gojo Satoru's face and hair were instantly dyed white, and even his expensive sunglasses were not spared.

The force of Geto Suguru's slap was so great that the flour that was kicked up spread across the food preparation area like a small smoke bomb.

The next moment, with Gojo Satoru's counterattack, the entire food preparation area outside the kitchen was occupied by flour.

In the kitchen, Xia Yujie's parents, who were preparing food, watched this scene with a faint smile on their faces. Then they said to Ye Mo Zhengdao, whose face had turned a little black,

"Thank you, Mr. Yaga, for making Geta become like this..."

Listening to what Xia Yujie's parents said, Ye Mo Zhengdao wished he could bury his face in the floor tiles. He knew that these two parents must have felt that they had not taught their students well, so they deliberately said the opposite to irritate him.

Ye Mo Zhengdao's already dark face, now filled with shame and anger, looked like a burning charcoal, which seemed a little funny.

Xia Youjie's father obviously noticed this, so he quickly explained to Ye Mo Zhengdao:

“No, it’s not what you think, Mr. Ye Moth, we sincerely thank you for your teaching of that kid Jie.

You don't know that when Jay was at home, he almost never laughed so freely at others. He was the eldest son and the most sensible and gentle child in our family.

Because my wife and I often need to work outside, I can only willfully hand over all the household chores to Jay. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Jay has become somewhat taciturn since he was a child..."

When he said this, Xia Yujie's father's eyes were already slightly red. He looked at Ye Mo Zhengdao in front of him, then suddenly bowed ninety degrees and thanked him deeply again.

At this moment, the singer who was chopping vegetables on the other side of the kitchen was watching this scene with great interest. Although this was a boys' dormitory, it was at least better than going back to the shrine to practice those messy dances...

At this time, Nozomi was hiding in the corridor smoking, holding a bottle of mouthwash in her hand. Although no one looked at her strangely for smoking, Nozomi herself knew that smoking was not a good thing, and she didn't want to make Geto's parents worry about this.

After all, secondhand smoke is a very irresponsible behavior.

Chapter 239 Quarrel

Glass exhaled a puff of smoke, and a light white mist rose. Looking at the noisy room behind her, the smile on her face was almost overflowing.

This place may be more gentle than my real home.

However, after taking a look at her cell phone and guessing that Zenin Qing and Mingming were about to come over, Gaozi put out the cigarette she had not finished. Although most people in the high school would not say much about her smoking, Zenin Qing was an exception.

He is obviously a guy in the same class as me, but he behaves like an adult in everything, restricting himself from smoking and staying up late. What a bastard with long arms.

"Smoking is bad for your health. A big reason why you haven't grown taller is because of the harmful effects of nicotine."

"Stay up late again? Your dark circles are almost more exaggerated than Wu's sunglasses."

"Nitrous, your lab needs to be ventilated. It smells like what Wu and Jie smell like after a day of training."

Basically, every sentence would involve the other three people in the same class, but the funny thing was that the three of them couldn't even get angry with Chanyuan Qing.

How strange...

What's even worse is that she is lazy by nature. Many times, if Zenyuan Qing can complete some tasks, she doesn't want to do them. So most of the time, Zenyuan Qing will tempt Nozomi with various benefits and ask Nozomi to quit smoking quickly.

What made Glass even more confused was that Zenin Qing's various "inducements" always hit her soft spots so accurately.

Or maybe it was something she happened to want, or something he judged she "should" need.

As this situation became more frequent, Glass sometimes began to doubt Zenin Kiyoshi, wondering if he had installed a surveillance system in her mind.

What a bastard... with long arms, a thoughtful mind, and an exceptional understanding of her.

From downstairs, I could faintly hear the sound of a car engine shutting down smoothly, followed by the soft click of a car door opening and closing.

coming.

Glass quickly cleaned up the remains of the extinguished cigarette butt on the windowsill, then took out mouthwash from his pocket and took a big sip. The coolness of the sweet peach instantly swept through his mouth, covering up the remaining smell of tobacco.

Then, looking at the reflection in the corridor, Glass tidied up her messy hair in front of the blurry reflection on the window glass, making sure that she looked at least "spirited" rather than decadent as if she was pickled by nicotine.

However, after pouring the mouthwash into her mouth, she frowned as a slightly pungent taste burst out from her mouth. Her brown pupils showed a hint of helplessness.

"She actually quite likes peaches, but why is peach-flavored mouthwash so hated?"

Just when Glass was feeling confused, an extremely strong smell of alcohol came from downstairs, accompanied by the voice of a grumpy little girl.

"Hahahahaha, that bastard Shen Er actually said he would prepare some wine for me at the Polytechnic Institute. It turns out that my help in finding him a house and helping that kid move were not in vain..."

Glass was very familiar with the voice of the person speaking.

It was none other than the current head of the Zenin family, Zenin Naohito.

And the next moment, before Zenin Naobi finished speaking, a little girl's stern voice rang out:

"Hey! Asshole old man! Didn't you come here to see Lord Qing? If you tricked me into coming here just to get some free drinks, I won't let you go!"

That voice was also very familiar to Glass. It was Maki and Mayi who often came here to play in recent years.

The guy who scolded Zenin Naohito was most likely Maki, if nothing unexpected happened.

After all, everyone knew that the child had a bad temper since he was young.

The commotion downstairs escalated instantly. Naobi, seemingly sobered by the yelling, muttered, "You're disrespectful," and "Of course I'm here to do business... and by the way..." Maki, however, continued her "rant" relentlessly.

Mayi's personality is much gentler, and she's always trying to persuade people.

Glass was watching all this from above, and the smile on her face became even gentler towards the child Mayi.

She could see that Zhenyi was actually one of the people in the world who relied most on Zenin Qing.

That guy Chanyuan Qing seemed to have the ability to predict the future and could always accurately predict everyone's personality.

Shouldn't this be called being thoughtful?

Glass smiled and then shouted downstairs:

"Maki, Mayi~ Long time no see~"

Listening to what Glass said upstairs, Maki Mayi looked up with a smile and greeted Glass one by one.

Zenin Naohito looked at Naoko with an unhappy look on his face and said:

"Hey! Nicotine girl! Why don't you say hello to me?!"

"Who's that Nicotine girl?! You old bastard alcoholic!"

"Pfft, what a strong smell of mouthwash! You're really young, trying to cover up the fact that you just smoked in this way. Stupid Nicotine girl, let me tell you, you should drink alcohol right now!

Only the taste of alcohol can cover up the smell of nicotine!"

Listening to Zenin Naohito's twisted logic, Nishiko felt a little funny for a moment. When she was about to retort, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

A calm and gentle voice, yet also a hint of helplessness, came from that figure. Like a clear spring, it echoed not far behind Glass, instantly extinguishing the flames of war that were about to ignite:

"Mr. Naobi, you're making a lot of noise downstairs in the dormitory, and you're even trying to persuade minors to drink. If you keep up this behavior, I'll have to empty your wine cellar again."

"And glass..."

Zen Yuanqing turned to the window with a helpless smile:

"You're arguing with your elders through the window. You should pay attention to the hierarchy sometimes. If the old man gets mad at you, it will be troublesome."

Hearing this, Zenin Naobi roared in anger from behind:

"Hey! Who are you cursing at, you bastard?!"

Looking at the sudden appearance of Zenin Qingna, Glass's expression had a heavy sense of voyeurism after a petty theft, and she silently put the mouthwash in her hand into her pocket.

Mingming gently nudged Chanyuanqing and urged softly:

"You are standing here now. I need to put both feet on the steps. This is very uncomfortable. Can you move forward a step?"

Seeing this, Chanyuan Qing smiled apologetically, then took two steps forward.

Just at this time, the car of the Shinji family also drove in, accompanied by Nanami, Haibara Yu... and others who were buying drinks and desserts.

Chapter 240 Ichichi's Conflict

Normally, Hanamiya cannot be seen by ordinary people, but through the research of Zenin Qing and Tianyuan over the years, the two have successfully developed a cursed skeleton that can allow Hanamiya to temporarily possess it.

The concept was proposed by Tian Yuan, and the specific completion process was realized by Chan Yuan Qing using the method of [Creation of Curse Skeleton].

After many times of polishing, it was finally successfully produced, but there are still some problems such as limb incoordination, but it is much better than before.

Before attending the banquet, Zenin Qing had already told everyone that Hanamiya was coming. Except for Mingming and Geji who had already known about Hanamiya's existence, the others were surprised but did not express much.

After all, for them, no matter what choice Chanyuan Qing makes, everyone will only support him unconditionally.

Over the years, Chanyuan Qing's image in their hearts has been established as a true leader who can be relied upon.

"We bought a lot of Coke and some orange juice. Since the weather is still quite hot, some of them are iced. Be careful when you drink them and don't get an upset stomach."

Nanami Kento pushed his glasses and looked at the people in front of him. Although his facial expression did not change much, the relaxed and comfortable tone could still be heard.

At this time, Huiyuan Xiong rolled up his sleeves with a smile, then walked towards the kitchen and said:

"When I was at home, I often helped my parents cook. In fact, I once considered becoming a chef. I went over to help!"

Yidizhi seemed a little restrained at this time. He was the weakest and least visible person among all the people attending the banquet today. Although he knew that no one had any ill will towards him, he still seemed a little timid.