Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Doesn't that make it sound much more vivid?

"Oh, so everyone does it this way. I'm relieved."

Upon discovering that the people around her shared similar experiences, Ichiri Goto immediately wore a relieved smile.

It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"No, that's actually more worrying."

Seeing Goto Ichiri's relieved expression, Yamada Ryo said quietly.

If it's just one person, it can be considered a simple nightmare.

Even if it's not true, you can lie to yourself and say it is.

However, they all had the same nightmare and even saw each other in their dreams.

This is clearly not just a simple nightmare.

Putting aside the possibility that the three of them are in sync and even dream together.

This is definitely a supernatural event, my friend.

"It seems so."

For a moment, both Ijichi Nijika and Yamada Ryo fell silent.

This child doesn't seem very bright.

Luo Zhen, far away at the base, also remained silent.

"So, can this be done at another time?"

"I have something to do here."

Luo Zhen seemed very disgusted by Theresa's phone call.

"How can something like this wait?"

Theresa, on the other side, also had a pained expression on her face.

Ah, no.

She doesn't have that structure.

To be precise, it should be Miten.

Oh wait, I don't think that's there either.

hiss.

Skull pain.

Touching her head, Theresa's expression gradually became wiser.

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"Honestly, can't you pay a little more attention?"

"This is about the election of the president."

Her petite body sank into the soft backrest, and Theresa kicked her feet like a child, making the chair spin.

The hand that wasn't holding the phone seemed to be out of control, touching whatever it could reach.

What's this? A table. Let me touch it.

What's this? A water cup. Let me touch it.

What's this? A laptop. Let me touch it.

What's this? Rita's breasts, let me touch them...

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the sound of a head and a fist making intimate contact came through the phone.

"Ahem, anyway, you should try to put in a little more effort."

A few seconds later, Theresa's voice came through again.

But this time, there seemed to be a faint hissing sound as he spoke.

If nothing unexpected happens, this brat will most likely get a beating.

Some people may appear mature, but they are actually quite young.

Some people may look very young, but they are actually very mature inside.

Theresa is the type who looks very young but is actually very mature, but her mind is not as mature as her appearance.

Simply put, it looks childish, and it is actually very childish.

That's roughly it.

"Okay okay."

On the other side, Luo Zhen nodded perfunctorily in response.

Regarding Theresa's advice to be serious and attentive.

Luo Zhen said that he had put in a very serious effort.

The problem is, what's meant to be yours will be yours, and what's not meant to be yours can't be forced.

What interpersonal relationships, what former superiors, those things don't exist.

If something goes wrong, it's not something that can be fixed by simply punishing yourself with three drinks.

So for Luo Zhen, he was both dedicated and indifferent.

Do you really want someone to always be above you?

Don't you want to have a voice?

"Can you really tolerate someone less capable than yourself becoming your boss?"

Theresa, on the other end of the phone, slowly guided Luo Zhen with a seductive tone.

He attempted to bewitch Luo Zhen.

But for Luo Zhen...

emmmmm.......

It doesn't seem to make much difference.

If I can tolerate even you, then it seems that no one else can be much worse.

I can't be like you, using my power for personal gain to secretly force comic book authors who have stopped updating to work overtime to finish their works.

Well, this is actually acceptable to most people.

After all, pigeons need to be whipped hard, their tender bottoms lashed with a leather whip, making them howl in pain while promising to draw comics properly.

Let them know that dragging out comics will not end well!

Only comic book artists who can produce high-quality work at the same time and maintain speed have the right to draw while sitting down!

As for the rest of the people, consider it a preventative measure against hemorrhoids. (laughs)

Ahem, let’s get back to the point.

Although Luo Zhen didn't speak, Theresa still keenly caught something from that brief silence.

This kid is definitely talking bad about me.

Narrowing her eyes slightly, Theresa thought with absolute certainty.

Theresa said she knew Luo Zhen very well.

Her level of understanding was like her level of understanding of the scenery beneath Rita's skirt.

Well, rounding it off means I don't know much about it.

Of course, that's not entirely accurate.

She knew Luo Zhen very well, at least before he went to Chiba.

"Hey kid, you..."

"Sorry, the signal is not very good here. I'll talk to you later."

Without giving Theresa a chance to speak, Luo Zhen quickly hung up the phone.

Don't ask, the answer is bad signal.

Even if I stand right under the signal station, there's still no signal.

Luo Zhen breathed a slight sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

"I almost did. I didn't want to be lectured by that guy."

Luo Zhen put his phone back in his pocket, a hint of relief on his face.

It should be said that Theresa is the only one who fits the age description.

It's just the occasional rambling and lecturing.

And once they start talking, they tend to talk for quite a while.

If it were just lecturing, that would be one thing, but the main problem is that when she lectures, it really makes you feel like some parts of your heart that you don't want to face are being repeatedly poked.

So even if you know it's right, you're not really willing to face it.

What about the chairman's matter that Theresa mentioned?

Well, it's nothing, it's nothing.

Anyway, this doesn't affect my daily work.

Let nature take its course, that's all I can say.

Given the current situation, it's hard to say that individual efforts will be of much use.

Unless he rushes out of the world now, wipes out all those Outer Gods, and then uses them as glue to fill the world's barriers.

Narojin is undoubtedly the chairman, and arguably the only candidate.

Although strictly speaking, it doesn't seem to make much difference now.

After all, he is the god of magical girls.

Damn, he clearly has many other identities besides this one.

Things like the King of Greed or the God of the Void.

But as expected, the goddess of magical girls is more memorable.

The names that leave a lasting impression are often not the powerful ones, but rather the strange ones.

For example, a weapon called Pink Furry Rabbit.

For example, there's the mascot of a team called 'Ultimate Storm Overlord Rampage Thunder Chaos Battle Spiral Ascension Bird Beast'.

When this name appears in the voting options, all other options become 'Other'.

What's with all this 'Pomegranate' and 'Leomey'? Nothing beats 'Ultimate Storm Overlord Rampage Thunder Chaos Battle Spiral Ascension Little Bird Beast'.

Similarly, there's a monkey from a certain Gintama series, the one that can pull out poop from behind and throw it at supersonic speed.

I won't reveal the full name, but those who are interested can search for '小屎丸' (Xiao Shi Wan).

Our gaze then turns to Goto's house.

Today marks the fourth day since Goto Ichiri met Ichichi Nigatsu and Yamada Ryo.

In the past few days, besides meeting a new friend named Kita Ikuyo,

What I got was three nights of nightmares.

I have to attend classes and study during the day, and struggle with nightmares at night.

Every day after I wake up, I feel like I've been beaten up.

As a result, Goto Ichiri now looks like a ghost that remains in the human world.

When I came out of my room this morning, I caused quite a commotion at the Goto family's house.