A group of people traveled through a strange world, and I was the only one who was not a refugee.

I didn't expect there was someone eavesdropping outside!

Although being interrupted during an intimate moment can be annoying, Hayasaka Ai doesn't think it matters anymore.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who has been in a cold war with her recently, is bound to lose.

As for other women, in a sense, it's similar.

…………

"grown ups."

Looking at the man in front of her who didn't even raise his head, Sawamura Eriri spoke cautiously.

In my heart, I was still thinking about what had just happened, and I was so embarrassed that I wanted to tap my toes!

Akita Shin continued to draw the barrier sketch without saying a word, and carefully looked at the girl in front of him with his spiritual vision.

The clothes he was wearing were probably from Kato Megumi.

The two are about the same height, but there is a big difference in their figures.

The loose and comfortable T-shirt exposed her flaws, which was as pity as Yukino's.

But the flashes make up for it.

Like Maid-chan, she is a mixed-race with extremely high looks.

The twin ponytails add a different style from other women.

And the buttocks are too well developed.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Sawamura Eriri felt very nervous, but she could only wait patiently.

"What can you do?" Akita Makoto asked suddenly.

The girl was stunned.

Akita Shin looked up, looked at her and said, "Are you like Shiyu, who can occasionally write for me, or are you like Hui, who is good at cooking?"

"I……"

The girl was speechless for a moment. She was very good at painting, but it seemed to be of no use in this world.

"So, nothing?"

"Ah."

With her mind made up, Sawamura Eriri nodded. What else could she do?

Answering the question "Can I have children?"

The same can be said of other women.

Die or die!

“Then learn from others first.”

"I understand. I'll pack up and leave now!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Eh?"

Only then did Eriri Sawamura realize that this adult was trying to chase her away.

She scratched her head subconsciously.

When her mind was fully awake, her face turned red when she saw his strange look.

Doesn't look very smart.

Akita Makoto finally couldn't help but chuckle.

"Okay, you go out first, I need to concentrate."

"it is good……"

Eriri Sawamura feels that it would be great if she could die painlessly.

What a shame!

It’s all that stinky woman Kasumigaoka’s fault!

Chapter 59: 59. The protagonist of the changing water, the iron silence

The heavy rain continued for a whole day and did not show any signs of stopping until dawn the next day.

Akita got up very early because he had to go to the headquarters to claim the next batch of new students today.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was originally sleeping soundly, also woke up after hearing the rustling noise.

"Sir~"

She yawned lazily at first, then leaned over with her soft body.

Akita Makoto paused while getting dressed and looked at the sleepy woman: "Since you're awake, come eat something with me."

"Hmm~"

With her cheek resting on his back, Kasumigaoka Utaha responded softly.

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and she finally sobered up a little.

When she left the bedroom, she found that no one else was awake, so she naturally prepared breakfast.

Fortunately, Akita has never been a very picky eater. Apart from some foods with stronger flavors, it only needs a balanced diet.

Milk, eggs, fruit...

While he was washing up, Kasumigaoka Utaha hurriedly prepared.

Only after serving him breakfast and watching him leave home did she completely relax.

It was still drizzling outside the house, and the breeze mixed with rain and mist was blowing on her body, making the woman, who was still in her pajamas, feel a little cold.

Kasumigaoka Utaha did not choose to go back to the bedroom to catch up on some sleep, but continued to stand there.

If it were in the previous world, she would never stay outdoors for even half a second in this kind of weather.

But it's different here. Over the past hundreds of years, without the pollution of industrial waste gas and automobile exhaust, the environment has improved thousands of times.

The air is very fresh and sweet.

She looked at the flowers and plants in the yard, and the raindrops flowing from the branches to the ground, and couldn't help being lost in thought.

Thoughts also started to fly.

If you could go back to your original world now, would you go back?

After hesitating for a long time, until her body felt cold, she shook her head and turned back to the house.

Maybe will.

Maybe not.

She doesn't know either.

We’ll talk about it when that day really comes.

Fortunately, Akita really agreed to her idea of ​​writing a book.

But he didn't seem optimistic.

In this regard, Kasumigaoka Utaha thought it was necessary to let him see her outstanding literary talent.

…………

Guard headquarters.

"You're here so early?" Cheng Zhiyuansi asked in surprise.

The security team's working hours are from 9 to 5, unless they need to work the night shift or have a mission, otherwise they will follow this schedule.

For a subordinate who usually comes to work late, coming here so early today is like the sun rising in the west.

"You are quite early, sir."

After responding, Akita Makoto sat down on the sofa.

Because it was not time to go to work yet, the two started chatting.

But soon, Akita really regretted not waiting half an hour before coming over.

I saw Cheng Zhiyuansi take out a small stack of information from the drawer, quickly scan it, and narrow his eyes slightly.

"You're six women now, you really don't plan to have any more children?"

"It's you, kid, what's the secret?"

The information of the grassroots personnel of the security force is updated every three months.

As soon as Eriri was sent here, the files here were quickly updated...

Akita really knew that he was definitely on the list of people who would receive special attention.

“I’m trying.”

"Well, without going into details, at least give me one, so that the Censorship Bureau won't find fault with you."

"Yes."

"..."

Time passed quickly, and when there was really nothing left to talk about, Cheng Zhiyuansi started to get down to business.

He held up three fingers and said, "There are three things in total."

"1. New students."

"2. The attack you suffered yesterday."

"3. Star God."

Akita waited patiently for his next words.

"Let's start with the last thing. After the god left, up to now, there are a total of 108 people who have been granted abilities by him."

"What abilities does your woman have?"

Akita Shin said: "Seeing through illusions, in general, is not very useful. When the spiritual power is not materialized, it is difficult to see."

Cheng Zhiyuansi shook his head repeatedly in his heart, but he continued to ask symbolically: "What about physical fitness?"

"I can easily defeat him even without becoming a transcendent. What are you expecting, sir?"

While speaking, Akita Shin stretched out a hand to use as a metaphor.

Cheng Zhiyuansi's mouth twitched slightly: "Then you just take care of it yourself."

One of the conditions to become a transcendent is to have excellent physical fitness, or to be an alienated system and survive the erosion of strange forces.

The requirements for psychic extraordinary people are lower, but they still need to be a little stronger than ordinary people.

Moreover, Yukinoshita Yukino's abilities can be said to be useless and not worth cultivating.

"The second thing is - including you, a total of nine people were attacked yesterday, all of them were psychics, and four of them were seriously injured."

"Are they all from the security team?" Akita Shin asked.

"No, the Censorship Bureau, the Ministry of Finance... all of them."

Akita raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you found the source?"

Having said that, Fujiwara no Masahiro, who lost his son, has basically been ruled out as a suspect.

"The Heavenly Man Society, the specific information has not yet been found out."

"According to the current information, this new force has a brand new system of extraordinary people. The philosophy advocated by this group of people..."

Having said that, Cheng Zhiyuansi rubbed his eyebrows and handed over a piece of paper.

Akita Shin took it and looked at it, then fell silent.