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Could it be that he heard the entire discussion just now?
Just when Banya was about to evaporate, he saw his mother's face flash past behind Kong. Jizi walked around her and Kong, and since she opened the door, she sensed the navigator's intention to pass by, exposing the two sneaky "idiots" to everyone's sight.
"...I have processed Ms. Cocolia's boarding application. Bronya, do you want to say hello before you leave?"
Ji Zi thought that her red eyelids were because she was reluctant to say goodbye to her mother, but she didn't know that she wanted to tie her mother up in the Guardian Hall and elope with Kong to become an unknown guest.
"...Yeah. I have something to say to Sora and Mother."
It was Ji Zi's words that didn't have any profound meaning that woke Ya Ya up.
In any case, after this separation, it will be difficult for me to have the opportunity to complain to my mother face to face again.
But whether it was to help her get out of the misunderstanding or to prevent her relationship with me from getting worse...
"Xier..." After mustering up her courage, she winked at Xier.
"That's right. I'm always at your service."
Xier hasn't noticed that something is wrong with the duck.
"…You don't have to follow me. I've figured out how to deal with my mother."
"Hmm? Aren't you going to have a fight with Kama?"
"I'm sorry, I lied."
Leaving behind words that made everyone embarrassed, Banya had never walked so openly and boldly before, so that even though he was just approaching the air quickly, it looked like a catwalk show.
"Duck, listen to me, Kama needs to draw magic power from my body fluids-woo!"
The moment he entered the room, Banya pressed Kong sideways and pressed him against the wall of the room in almost the same posture as Kama.
The difference is that only Kama and Ying saw her performance, but because the angle between Yaya and Kama was so good, the car door glass was extremely transparent and showed everyone who was focused on this side the scene of her pushing Kong Gan into the wall.
"Ah." Lingke and Pera, who were standing straight at the front door, saw the moment when Banya and Konglash——they just separated, letting Cocolia's face be blocked.
The former guardian's face looked as if she had been hit on the head by a bear. She was completely numb. To say that she was shocked was not enough to describe the magnitude of her expression.
When the silver threads, thicker than before, separated, they began to drip from the focus of Cocolia's eyes.
Her expression gradually collapsed, as if she had lost something precious, and she showed a kind of grievance that was almost exactly the same as that of the duck who had just left angrily.
Seeing his classmate's abandoned look, Shiluwa dropped the wine jar in his hand in shock:
"Am I seeing right... She did it in front of Cocolia? Isn't this a bit too..."
"Sister, don't look at anything inappropriate."
Ling Ke raised her hand and covered her sister's eyes.
"This is my choice, mother."
Through the car door, the high-pitched voice of a girl could be heard faintly.
"Yaya...you have really grown up."
"Mother, I really can't think of any other way to refuse the kindness you are forcing upon me."
"My poor child... why are you doing this... you should just let me pay the debt -"
"This is not repayment, mother. You don't understand at all. I volunteered. I want to be with him. No matter how you want to repay me, it's just your own pleasure. Is this clear enough?"
333. Braised Duck
There is an old saying that "Skinned duck butt is a treasure."
The taste is rich but not greasy, and the perfect chewiness makes even a gourmet like Kong praise it.
In addition, although it is a bit unfair to the person involved, Kong always can't help but compare the single, double and triple turbo duck together, and finally come to a conclusion, that is, the colder the region, the more unique it is in promoting the retention and reinforcement of the fat layer. This is a magical choice of life and a treasure selected by nature.
In my memory, a certain guy whose driver's license was revoked had a good figure, but it might be because she stayed away from the cold zone and idle for a few years to develop games, which caused a lot of precious brown fat used to maintain body temperature to be converted into muscle. Therefore, when she was held in the hand, her figure was not as perfect as her peers.
Similarly, Punk Lord's living environment is not that bad... at least it is not a bad environment in terms of physical survival. It is indeed not conducive to the natural formation of fat. Perhaps this has a lot to do with the diet structure and work and rest schedule - the living habits of a certain hacker are still not that healthy.
In this regard, the three-wheeled duck perfectly illustrates the preference for "security" in natural selection and human instinct. When it is printed, there will always be a ripple in front of the air. What's more amazing is that this ripple is modified by the faint black and brown color——
The pair of earrings, which looked as big as small hand grenades, formed a unique and exotic rhythm as they trembled, like sand bells, swaying with the flow of a bright silver waterfall, mixed with a dizzying black-brown and white powdery luster, soaking his eyes.
He hadn't seen such a layered, noble and deep pattern, glossy and gradient black-brown for a long time. It was different from Haiya's - Haiya's was specially worn for him to see, and it sacrificed a certain degree of practicality to increase the attack speed, and it could be changed frequently. But this is an expensive configuration that integrates combat, ceremony, daily life and outdoor activities... If it breaks, she will be distressed for a long time, and the best tailors and craftsmen in Beloberg will chase and scold Kong for a whole sunshine cycle.
But as expected, the bright color protruding along the collapsed hole was always fascinating to watch, especially when the opponent could not look him in the eye, and his emotions were aroused, but he could not confirm his facial expression, nor did he know the extent of the damage to his equipment, so he had to glance back frequently. In this way, the simple desire for destruction was satisfied to the extreme.
Whenever it comes to this aspect, Kong, as an astrophysics expert, always makes a guest appearance in the field of Ruan Mei next door. When it comes to the study of the natural beauty of organisms and bionics, he believes that he is not inferior to the master Xianzhou at all.
"...I have never felt so strange before...I still want to look you in the eye...Although it is also fun to increase the sense of anticipation and uneasiness..." Banya's voice trembled.
"It's mainly because every time you call me that, I can't help myself... I get shy when I look at your face, and I feel like laughing... And your eyes..."
It's like trying to suck me into its pupils - slander on an empty stomach.
"Pfft, so you can be shy too..." Although he was in a very unrealistic state, Banya was still amused by Kong.
"Of course! You can't let Cocolia hear you... No, you can't let anyone hear the long string of words you just shouted-"
"Fortunately, I didn't accept Xi'er and Sister Ying's help... I couldn't help myself... You won't blame me for being a weird woman, right?"
"…Why are you calling yourself a woman now?"
"...You are obviously more evil-minded than me."
Banya tapped Kong's chest with his forehead: "...No wonder Xier has been almost unconditionally on your side since then...It seems that my fear that my mother would end up in the same situation as me sooner or later...is not wrong."
"I can only choose one of the two... Duck Duck."
"Tell me the truth, Sora, did you learn this nickname from my mother or did you call someone else that before and just appropriate it?"
"…Does it still matter now?"
"Haven't you already told me the answer? Sigh."
The somewhat disgruntled pressed duck left a mark on my body every once in a while, and almost every spot on my body was filled with the scent of warm sunflowers. I had the illusion that everything that had just happened was a dream, and I felt vaguely guilty.
But the time traveler would not have random dreams - Bronya nestled in his arms was material and real, and was not subject to his personal will.
In front of Cocolia, Yaya not only handed over the medal that Beloberg showed the highest respect to the Star Train, the company, the rangers, and the club's general leader, but also pushed him into the room.
Although the last scene was not seen by the friends in the next room, even if he later used the excuse that "the Great Guardian was drunk, so I sent her back to the mansion to rest" to make up for the half an hour she was gone, it would certainly be of no avail. They would only firmly believe that Banya had gone to have an affair with him.
...After all, it is true.
"Oh, why can't I control myself!"
Seeing Kong slapping the back of his other hand, the duck with hair slapping willows smiled more and more contentedly. After losing her rationality, she no longer cared about the sudden changes in the outside world that might affect her own reputation:
She just wanted to have an affair with this guy and leave a romantic story in the history of the Great Guardian of Beloberg - even her mother had to give in to her stubbornness.
All the great guardians of all generations have a domineering side, and it is actually nothing wrong to say that they are queens without blood ties - Banya, who briefly entered this mode of thinking, thought that she should use the scandal between Kong and herself to expose some people who are different from her.
It’s okay to have different political views, but anyone who dares to question her will be put in a small notebook.
It can be said that it was only after this absurd incident that she finally had the determination to succeed the Great Guardian:
"…How did I perform?"
"It's already very good... Don't just believe what Ying taught you. She always uses the idea of fighting to deal with things that are meant to relax."
Sora stopped tapping his hands and gave his evaluation from a purely academic perspective: "I think it's enough to be ignorant. No one is born proficient. If you learned it without a teacher, I would be a little scared. I'm afraid you are someone else pretending to be someone else to mess with me."
"Have you ever had such a scary experience?"
"Well... it's not something worth reminiscing about. When you're with me in the future, don't pursue what they call 'equal strength'. This is a mutual reward, so where does the confrontation come from?"
"That's because both Mother and Xi'er... cough cough cough... just pretend you didn't hear it, okay?"
334. (? ? ?)
"It's really messed up, so cool!"
"Senior, this doesn't seem to be anything surprising..."
By the time Banya handed the battle robe to Asuna, it was already noon.
The celebration in Beloberg is still going on. Topa and Estelle are opening their warehouses to sell wine and holding zero-dollar shopping events, allowing the residents and Iron Guards to temporarily forget the fact that their great guardian has not appeared in public for almost a day.
But cover-up is cover-up. If she doesn't return to Kburg to take charge of the situation, many problems left over from the war will be shelved, causing hidden dangers and having an adverse impact on the image of pressed duck.
No matter how much you want to be with Kong Nihu, now is the time to let go temporarily.
Bronya Rand needs to give a speech in front of the Builder's Monument, sign a trade agreement with the company, reorganize the Iron Guard and assign people to build a compound factory. Every single thing is extremely important.
But before leaving, she was still struggling with what to choose as a personal gift for Sora—
She did listen to Estelle's advice, but from brooches to hair flowers, including earrings, these accessories all have symbolic meanings. They are "ritual objects" and are not suitable for private gifts.
So when Asuna was helping her with the pantyhose, Bronya stopped her shyly:
"…Um, you don't need to wash this one, Ms. Ichinose. I'll take it home and take care of it myself."
"...Ohhh!! I understand, I understand! You want to dry it and keep it for the teacher as a collection, right?"
"senior!!"
Hua Lin covered the big golden retriever's mouth in a panic.
"Wuwu? What's the big deal? Every time the teacher gives me used socks, I always hang them up and put them in a special closet, just as a souvenir~ Hua Lin, you didn't... clean them up honestly, did you?"
"It must be cleaned! Collection or something--"
Hua Lin, who had always given Banya the impression of being extremely calm and reliable, let out a sharp cry.
But her thoughts were not on Karin's panic, but on the overly chaotic scene described by Asuna.
"If my financial situation allowed, I would have picked out some more expensive souvenirs to hang up. However, I only brought one set of bunny girl costumes, so I'll have to ask the teacher to take good care of the rubber part."
"Please stop talking about senior! Sorry, Ms. Rand, just think of it as the senior talking nonsense--!"
Hua Lin bowed to Banya repeatedly.
"I, I didn't hear anything."
Banya also cooperated and pretended to be stupid, but her eyes wandered for a while. She still took back the pantyhose under Asuna's teasing gaze, folded them, and put the damaged side on the top, making it neatly square.
All that’s missing is a bow.