Wu Geng is an atheist.

To be precise, she once thought she was.

The bad luck on the day of the location really left a deep impression on her. After spending 10,000 yuan to remove spirits, she still felt bad. This was almost her biggest single expense this month. But it must be said that the results were remarkable.

The three of them had a great time spreading the salt. I felt like I was just being treated perfunctorily, but no bad incidents happened after that. On the contrary, on the way back, I got off the plane and picked up a ten-yuan coin outside the airport.

"Wow! Things have really changed!" Ikoma shouted.

Nishino and Ichilai applauded.

"That's great, Xiaoxiao." Nishino said.

Wu Geng tilted his head, "Hmm... subtle."

It feels like winning Xiaoji during a New Year's shrine visit, even though she didn't go this year.

Huh? Could it be that today is retribution?!

At the fifth watch, I felt slightly panicked.

"Nanase, do you still have a 'bean-like' portrait?"

"Yes, yes..."

I decisively asked for one at the fifth watch, and planned to take it home to worship in the morning and evening. They are all gods anyway, and it is the same for anyone who worships them. As the creator of gods, Nishino’s friends may be treated with special care like beans.

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The next day, Wu came to the training room earlier.

She was saying hello all the way, and the saffs along the way looked at her with expressions as if she had seen a ghost. One of the young saffs who was carrying a camera tripod had his eyes widened and everything in his hand fell to the ground.

"Excuse me!"

He quickly bowed and apologized, and frantically checked whether the equipment had been bumped. The older Saff Sang beside him smiled and shook his head, patting him on the shoulder comfortingly:

"it's okay no problem."

"I'm really sorry! I promise I won't do it again next time!"

"They said it's okay. It's a special situation. I guess you won't see Xiao Sixiao come so early before this year is over."

It was supposed to be a touching scene of seniors tolerating and encouraging juniors, but this conversation really made Wu Geng feel depressed. Speaking of which, she wasn't that crazy about being late, right? The same was true for the doorman who let her in downstairs, who pulled her aside to double-check whether it was her. . Could it be that my account was also hacked? It made her roll her eyes several times in annoyance.

Last night, I picked out a "bean-like" look with a sage expression from Nishino's painting book. Just looking at the big eyes and thick legs, I felt blessed by the gods. I bought a photo frame on the way and framed it. As soon as I got home, I set up a simple altar and offered the 'beans' to it.

Have a good night's sleep.

(ex){}&/"...saff-san?"

I kept saying "Uh-huh" for a long time before I finally came up with this sentence.

I regretted it as soon as I said it. It’s complete nonsense.

The other party was wearing a light-colored dress and canvas shoes, with her delicate collarbones and smooth shoulders exposed. Her bangs lay softly on her forehead, her eyebrows were carefully painted, and her lips were pink. Her long dark chestnut hair lay on her chest. It reflects her fair skin.

She looks like a pure idol.

Female saffs will not come to work in this fragile outfit. Dresses are not convenient for movement, and light colors are easy to get dirty.

so--

"Eh?...Akimoto...Sang?"

The name of the 'Academic Concentration' member flashed through Wu Geng's mind. She only had some conversations with Ikoma Takayama Nishino in the early days of their formation, and was not familiar with the other members. At that time, Akimoto Manatsu had already suspended activities. So the two We don't have much contact with each other at all. I've only seen her a few times in photos.

She was still a little unsure. After all, the girl in the photo appeared without makeup, and she still had a hint of youthfulness from her school days.

"Ah, yes, it's five o'clock in the morning, right?"

Being used an honorific by a current college student made me feel uncomfortable all over in the middle of the night.

By the way, the difference between Qiu Yuan in front of me and in the photo is really huge. It is not the difference between bare makeup and makeup at all. No wonder everyone says that university is a plastic surgery clinic. It seems there is some truth in it.

"Imano-san asked me to change into my training clothes here." Perhaps seeing Wu Geng's embarrassment, Akimoto took the initiative to explain, "From today on, I will be training with everyone."

There was a hint of uneasiness in her voice, but it was cleverly covered up by her cheerful tone.

After thinking about it, Qiu Yuan took the initiative to reach out his hand. Wu Geng took it hesitantly.

"Please give me your advice in the future." She said with a slightly awkward smile.

Sure enough, I still feel uneasy, after all, I have been away from the team for so long...

"Please give me some advice. Just call me Xiao Shixiao or Shixiao Jiang. After all, I am younger."

At the fifth hour of the morning, I wanted to relax and give her a friendly smile to soothe the girl's unnecessary worries. But she was also a little bit aloof and pulled the muscles at the corners of her mouth, instead showing a facial expression that looked like a sarcastic sneer.

Because his body was a little nervous, he shook hands with a little more force. Qiu Yuan subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wu Geng held it a little tight and failed.

The anxiety on Qiu Yuan's face obviously worsened. She turned pale, slowly looked away from Wu Geng's face, and smiled awkwardly.
Chapter completed!