Chapter 521, So handsome——

the next day.

The soft morning light shone into the room from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the east side of the room, and as the sun rose, it gradually shone towards Utsunomiya Shuo who was lying on the bed.

The white morning light gently caressed Zhuo's cheek, and he opened his eyes between half asleep and half awake.

Probably because he went to bed later than usual, Zhuo felt his brain was still a little fuzzy. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was sleeping in bed and not on the balcony.

At this moment, the culprit who made him nervous was lying on the bed. He felt the soft body in his arms and wondered what she was dreaming about.

Although I didn't see the time, I could tell from the angle of the sunlight that it was already past their usual 'going out' time.

I don’t know if there are people waiting impatiently in front of the “家の循” store.

But probably not, after all, everyone is busy. Even if it is a breakfast shop you like, if it is not available, you can always go to another one. There is no such thing as being indispensable.

Lie down for a while.

Zhuo pulled his hand out from under Ling's neck. Perhaps because he had gotten used to it, he no longer felt like the arm was no longer his own due to the numbness like he did at the beginning.

Zhuo yawned and then poked the back of the girl's head with his finger.

"zero."

The person involved did not respond, perhaps he was really tired.

"Your Highness, I'm up."

Zhuoyou stroked her neck with his hand.

Ling's skin is very white, as white as snow, and you can faintly see the blue veins hidden under the skin. It feels very smooth, like a perfect uncut jade.

Even so, there was no reaction.

Lying down beside Ling, Zhuo leaned close to her ear and whispered softly:

"Mrs. Utsunomiya, wake up, I'm up."

Ling then turned over with difficulty, and his deep blue eyes met Zhuo's, his pupils sparkling with a gem-like luster.

It doesn't look like he just woke up, but rather like he's been awake for a long time but just hasn't moved. But because it's out of focus, it looks a little silly.

Her hair smelled very good. They were a couple living under the same roof, but it didn't seem to smell like the shower gel at Utsunomiya's house. It was like a snow lotus hidden in the ice, mysterious and beautiful.

"Mr. Utsunomiya, is it really necessary to wake me up to meet another girl?"

Ling had a blank expression on his face, no anger could be heard in his tone, and no emotion flowed in his eyes, which were as calm as a lake on the Tianshan Mountains.

Generally speaking, zero is in this state.

Sometimes Zhuo can detect her emotions, sometimes he can't.

Zhuo nodded seriously.

"It is necessary. Today is the first time I see Her Highness the Princess staying in bed, and I need a witness."

Even I can't do anything about it. By the way, the time now is eight o'clock in the morning.

"Is there any other reason?"

Seeing that Ling didn't seem moved at all, Zhuo couldn't help but scratch his head.

"Now when I go out alone, I always feel something is not right."

"Mr. Utsunomiya, do you mean three people would be better?"

As she said this, Ling propped herself up and sat up, her long light golden hair falling like a waterfall. At this moment, she looked much more mature, probably because of her hairstyle.

This is often the case. Once a girl changes her hairstyle, her entire temperament will change.

At this time, Ling has entered the ranks of a young girl, and her previous childish aura is gone.

……

The tram was moving on the track, and the carriage was swaying slightly.

The shadows of the electric poles kept passing by outside the window, and the sunlight did not reach the knees, bringing waves of warmth.

Zhuo's face was covered by a baseball cap, his casual clothes were clean and tidy, and his originally weak skin had a marble-like texture. His two hands were clasped together, and his other ten fingers were intertwined with those of the doll in his arms. He sat quietly in a corner of the carriage.

Sitting next to him was a gorgeous red-haired girl wearing a pink and white princess dress, white over-the-knee socks and square-toed princess shoes.

Her expression was solemn along the way, but after three hours, she began to yawn secretly, as if this matter made her very concerned. She looked around furtively, and when she found that no one noticed, her expression gradually softened, showing the lovely attitude that a girl should have.

Zhuo felt someone pulling his sleeve.

Considering that Zero's hands were in his own hands, it was obvious who was pinching the corner of his clothes.

【Santa Claus, why is Sister Ling sitting there? 】

He raised his hand to lift a corner of the baseball cap covering his face, turned his head and saw Eiry's question right under Bai Jie's chin.

At this moment, Zhuo and Ling were sitting on a chair together. To be precise, Ling chose to sit on his lap. Their hands were crossed together, and the girl was leaning on his chest, catching up on her sleep.

"Because my sister is very sleepy."

[Oh, I see. 】

To be honest, because the destination is close to the terminal, there are still plenty of seats, at least enough for three people to sit together.

Zhuo thought that the reason why Ling did this was probably because he felt that it was inconvenient and wasteful to always put tissues on the seats every time he took public transportation, so he chose a more convenient and cost-effective way to sit directly on his lap. This was undoubtedly a more convenient way.

He absolutely never thought that if two girls sat on both sides of the boy, it would look like they were hugging each other - Zhuo just complained quietly in his heart and didn't dare to expose the truth.

Time passed quickly and it was night in the blink of an eye.

After sitting on the Shinkansen for a whole day, Zero stood up and stretched his limbs.

Sitting in the same position for too long will affect your blood circulation and your spine, so you need to get up and exercise occasionally. What's more, Zero kept the same position all the way and really didn't move at all.

You are truly worthy of me, Your Highness.

Zero was wearing an orange sweatshirt today that didn't match her personality. It covered her hips and she wore a pair of off-white jeans.

After getting up and walking out of the car, Ling waited until the door closed and stretched lazily on the platform. The tight curves hidden by the loose sweatshirt were faintly visible. A gust of wind blew across the tram platform, ruffling her long hair tucked behind her ears, revealing a pair of clean little ears like ice and snow.

The blue eyes that opened again were as clear as a spring in the forest and as tranquil as a primeval forest.

Then he turned around and waved to Uesugi Eri who was still immersed in this scenery.

Then Uesugi Eri suddenly came to her senses and trotted over to join her. The carriage swayed and left the platform.

Zhuo, who was following behind the two people, had no choice but to drag the two suitcases alone and follow behind silently.

When things were good in the past, I used to push people around, but now that new people have replaced old ones, they ask me to carry two boxes - Zhuo smiled to himself and took the elevator to leave the platform.

The middle-aged man in a suit on the other side of the platform blinked.

"Um, boss, we missed our bus." The girl with glasses next to him reminded timidly.

……

The time came to nine twenty.

Something was a little off. Judging from the way Sa Chiko liked Zero, she should have started urging Zhuo before she even got off the car.

But I haven't seen her yet.

After getting the temporary tram ticket from the automatic ticket gate and handing it to Uesugi Erii, the group walked into the tram and began the last leg of their journey home.

Just as Zhuo knew, Izu's trams knew how to make full use of the advantages of being a coastal city. The tracks were built as high as possible, just enough to pass over the residential houses and see the shimmering light of the sea.

"It's not too late."

After getting off the bus again, Zhuo glanced at the time on his mobile phone.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Noisy."

Obviously, Zero is faster than the little mute and can give the answer directly.

In the few seconds that Zhuo was looking at his phone, Uesugi Eriya and Ling, for some unknown reason, both looked towards the sea, or more precisely, at the skyline over there.

"Is there anything? I can't hear anything."

【——】

"airplane."

The brisk words that Zero blurted out seemed to hit Uesugi Eri, who was still struggling with a piece of paper and pen. She looked gray and aggrieved. In short, she was frozen.

If it was a plane, Zhuo didn't remember there would be an airport by the sea. The Izu airport was built near the Shinkansen terminal, so it should be behind them.

What else are you going to say...

A roar was heard from the direction of the sea. In the overcast sky, one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, but it seemed that some flying beast was approaching with wind and thunder.

But soon the sound disappeared.

I tilted my head but still couldn't see Zhuo at all. I was really confused.

"Can an airplane be so noisy? It feels like a product from the 19th century."

"It should be a modified aircraft by the Kassel Academy Equipment Department. Those people's job is to make dragon-slaying weapons. Weapon craftsmen never consider comfort."

"Oh, now I understand... It's nothing, just a group of funny, expressionless, narcissistic guys came to Japan."

Facing the poor imitation that the little mute had stolen from him - tilting her head to express doubt, Zhuo really wanted to tell her that she should learn more from her sister Ling. Any action requires skill, and just blindly copying is not enough. When Ling did this action, the amplitude of the movement was very small, and combined with her three-nothing face, it would show a contrasting cuteness without feeling abrupt.

People like Eri who copy exactly what they read will look silly.

Even if I told Eri about Kassel Academy, she probably wouldn't understand, or she would probably pretend to understand, but actually she didn't hear anything. So I just skipped it.

Erika nodded.

They were now sitting in the last taxi.

Zhuo knew that this was a very troublesome way to get there. He had to change trains from the Shinkansen, take a taxi, and then walk for a while. If someone didn't know him, they would probably think that their destination was an unknown hermit's residence, but in fact, there were many hot spring hotels near his home that entertained tourists.

Drip (up) drip (down) drip (up) drip (down) drip (up) drip——

"Listen up, everyone in the car! You have ten seconds to pull over to the side of the road! Otherwise we will shoot!"

Suddenly, I heard a stern voice shouting from behind, accompanied by a more appropriate siren. It must be the police.

The taxi driver that Zhuo was riding in obviously did not have the courage to challenge the police station. He immediately changed gears, braked, stepped on the clutch... all in one go, and the car was stopped on the side of the road.

Uesugi Eri on the far right has twisted her body to lean on the rear window to look out. For her, this kind of thing is probably very novel. On the contrary, for someone who is used to seeing big storms... Hey, why are you looking at it too! ? Okay, I'll take a look too.

call out--

Because Zhuo was sitting on the left, Ling was sitting in the middle, and Uesugi Eri was sitting on the right.

When Zhuo was about to turn around to look, a black shadow flashed past the car window, and then the thick smoke wrapped in dust and exhaust gas sprayed on his face. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear a wailing voice in the dark, "Sir, don't shoot, I am an honest citizen! I have nothing to do with these Eighth Route Army thugs--"

Maybe it's what Zhuo thought.

Chasing behind the black Hummer were police cars that seemed to have no end. One after another, they passed their taxi. The constant roar in their ears made people wonder if they had already stepped on the accelerator.

Uesugi Eriya, who obviously recognized the car, looked ahead in confusion, as if she didn't understand what game her brother was playing.

On the contrary, Zero calmed down after guessing the general situation, leaned his head on his arm again and began to rest.

If these were enough to surprise Zhuo, then the scene he saw next was a bit shocking.

The police cars that blocked the view began to spin left and right in order from front to back. Their special tires made a "squeaking" sound as they rubbed against the road. They seemed to have suddenly driven on the ice and could no longer control the vehicles, and then they were forced to stop on the side of the road.

At this moment, something like a rocket, probably a rocket, happened to pass over the black Hummer in the front. The fire from the explosion made the light and shadow over there a fiery red.

In the dark night, the rear door of the black Hummer was open, and the graceful girl seemed to be glowing in the firelight, with the flames reflecting on her body, showing off her figure to the fullest.

The girl stood straight in the back of the car, her legs spread apart for stability, and waved into the darkness.

Every wave was like God's baton, and immediately a police car would lose control and have to stop.

The girl in the flames fired those metal blades, which made people unable to look away. She stood like a master, pulling out hidden metal blades from different parts of her body with both hands, and wielding them like a calligraphy master splashing ink. With her as the center, countless silver lights fluttered like butterflies, leaving beautiful arcs and weaving a storm of thin metal blades.

The girl suddenly looked over here, her long hair dancing wildly in the darkness.

Zhuo stared at the scene blankly. He felt that he might never forget it in his life.

"So handsome——"

However, as soon as these words came out of his mouth uncontrollably, Zhuo suddenly felt like he was being watched. But when he looked over, Ling didn't look up, but just stood there quietly with his eyes closed.

So, is this feeling real?

(End of this chapter)