My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

He turned his head and said solemnly: "I think we still--Hey!"

The words came to an abrupt end, because Kotaro Katsura had an extra round metal ball in his hand.

"Now take the bomb out!"

The three of them sneakily avoided the surveillance probes, ran into the alley behind the embassy, ​​and squatted together: "Let's do some disguise measures. I said, what if you are seen?"

Half an hour later...

Freshly baked pink kimono wigs made their debut...a soft ponytail, purple lipstick on the lips, and a light foundation under the eyelids.

"How much do you like women's clothing!"

Wearing a ridiculous thing similar to a doll's headgear on his head, Dahe Aizaka successfully completed the same action as the gourd baby, saying a word: "Watch me change!"

The wig ignored her playing tricks, just smiled, and then staggered on tiptoe strangely, there was an inexplicable manner of a royal sister...

"Why is Hachiman-kun not coming?"

"coming!"

The high school student who jumped out from behind scared them without any makeup, nor did he use a pair of stockings to cover his head, still calm and solemn as usual, but neither Gui nor Dahe could speak in shock. .

The boy flicked the scarf around his neck: "Doesn't it look good?"

"Scarf your sister! Which school sailor skirt is that!"

"Ah, Bachan, your perverted score is very high-hey, what's that thing on your head?"

The wig rushed in front of him, glanced at the girl who was wearing an inverted triangle shape on his head, and her expression changed: "Actually...it is blue and white."

"...Why is your focus here?"

The little girl who was about to cry out grabbed Yawata's collar and shook it violently back and forth: "You are a pervert, a pervert!"

The young man pushed her away in a hurry, and stretched his right hand against her forehead, unable to reach her no matter how much she splashed.

"Huh, five short stature... Well, this fat time can not only successfully protect my head, but also drive away evil spirits..."

"That, I said."

Gui bent over and carefully observed the fat times on the head of the male high school student, with a subtle expression: "Ah, there seems to be something other than hair on it..."

"..."

"Don't worry, it's mosaic."

"A disgusting thing like mosaic on the fat times..."

Hearing two perverts talking nonchalantly about such topics, the tiger's frantic movements suddenly stiffened, and he whispered: "Hey, take it down, it's someone else's thing, even if you like it—"

Her face blushed inexplicably: "It's a big deal you go home to play with your sister..."

The graceful adults could no longer look directly at these two people. Seeing the last ray of sunlight sinking into the ground, and then looking at the brightly lit inside the embassy of the US Embassy, ​​some anxiously urged: "You can Can't hurry up?"

Hachiman looked down at the little tiger, and saw what she wanted in her eyes that never knew how to conceal her emotions. She was extremely satisfied, but she couldn't see anything on her face, but her hands slowly pressed the fat on her head. Take it down...

The girl smiled.

However, her smile lasted less than three seconds.

Because this metamorphosis just turned the blue and white striped fat face upside down, and then put it on the head again...

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Chapter 44 Even if you run away, you must tell a cold joke

Fully armed... Well, the heavily armed high school student, Higiya Hachiman, today is drifting further and further down the path called metamorphosis.

Wearing a dashing black coat, the fluffy circle of things called sailor skirts on the neck, and the eye-catching blue and white fat times on the head...

Such a non-mainstream is even more non-mainstream than the killer nobles in the fringe of urban and rural areas!

Even the women's metamorphosis was momentarily shocked by this person's powerful aura, without saying anything, just silently preparing the bomb.

Said it was a bomb, but it was actually just a grenade. The terrain here is spacious and there are not many people.

Of course, he originally committed terrorist attacks, not murder.

It's a man of great ambition, and he still respects human life.

Bajiang was hiding in the shadows, looking up at the tall building, which had lights on several floors. There was a green lawn between them, and the distance was not too close.

"It's a bit far..."

Gui touched his chin, narrow Dan Feng's eyes narrowed, like the first level of a street platform: "If it's like this..."

He got a handsome shot-throwing posture, which made Yawata amused, and let out a dead fish-eyed smile: "So let's put some nail polish on your hands, your skills are super bad-I'm doing it for a few people recently. Tennis training is a refreshing experience."

"Putting nail polish is like baking, Bazijiang!"

The kimono perverted and gloomily said: "Tennis? I remember you are not interested in all ball games."

"No, like dumplings milk~zi, I still have some thoughts—"

He glanced at the absent-minded girl behind him, saw that she didn't react at all, sighed in her heart, and said with a serious face: "I have prepared the escape route. After the incident, turn left and turn left along this road. I saw a soba noodle shop that you are most familiar with and most sensitive-and there is an abandoned factory next to this noodle shop..."

"I understand!"

Gui repeated it cautiously, giving the boy a thumbs up, "The problem is that this distance is a bit difficult to throw now."

Yahata was extremely impatient: "Dahe, you go to demonstrate to him, a big man can't throw anything away."

"Hi--"

The weak little tiger seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts, and naturally took the grenade from Kotaro Katsura who was retorting, opened the flip cover skillfully, and made a standard throwing action.

However, because of the lack of height and the lack of force in the hands, the grenade did not throw the wall, but bounced back from the wall and fell in front of them...

"..."