Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

Washali is looking for a while with autumn snow, carrying a badminton racket to walk in the direction of home.

He is not worried about the safety of autumn snow. She has a strong self-capacity. The blue beam can become four-five-fifth cracked in an instant, and it is as powerful as Ottman's Smith.

Washali is hoped in your heart.

Really, this world has not been too dangerous. If the dead people can still eat people, this is to go to the scene of "Resident Evil" next door?

But fortunately, the murderer is destroyed, and this is not worried about the safety of the family.

The desertilation in the field of view gradually disappeared in the dark, and the Qiu Snow alone stands in the crossroads, gently bite the lower lips, and feels like a self-satisfied fool.

"It is what you said this is what you said ... Stupid, I am for what I am trying to come now ..."

......

Gently open the door of the porch, and the desert is looking for light and foot and rebelling the shoes and returns to your own room.

Put the ball bag in the corner of the room, Wahuan is lying quietly in bed, and the mental is somewhat complicated.

Your family is not ordinary, but the special blood, the sister is also the privilege, and now she wants to join the row of the privilege ...

This sounds really a great job, and the corpse incident tonight fully proves this.

In fact, if this person is looking at this person without being staring at the corpse, then only the Qiu Snow is to stop the evil of the corpse, and because of this, it is because of the victims of people.

In a sense, if the police are protecting the Knights of the people in the sun, the slam people are the balanced watchmake in the dark.

But the desert is expected to join ...

Because this kind of thing, he has done enough for his last life, and it is not necessary to gamble.

"Although I don't believe what good people have good news ... but the end of the first behead is not too bad, the whole corpse is not given."

He smiled since he laminated, and he closed his eyes on the bed and prepared to meet the new life of tomorrow.

Chapter 8: Water on the door

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock sounded on time.

Washali hopes to get up clothes, then come downstairs.

The strange thing is that the father and mother are not there. He came to the table, there are a few bread and a glass of milk on the table, and there is a small plate of frying bacon.

He thought about it, as always, a note was pulled from the bottom of the plate.

"Dear little hope, I am going to work with my father, and the bacon is already frying, and after lunch, I will eat anything in the canteen of the school.

- Love you, mom. "

Looking at this note ... To be honest, although it is a bit happy, he is a little.

He didn't have a parent in the past life, and he didn't feel the family's family.

The corner of the desertichuan is pulling, it is a laugh.

This feeling is not bad.

He stacked the strip into the drawer under the TV.

After breakfast, he rode his bicycle, because the school is not very far from the crisis school, so you don't need to take a tram every morning.

The streetscape along the way is very good, and the residential buildings are erected on both sides of the road. The sakura is full of prosperous, the yellow line of the corner of the street, the bicycle wheel is flying, and the sakura petals are flying.

Stepping on the foot of the bicycle, the desert is looking at some little excitement.

It's still his first time to go to school. I have never been an opportunity before, and now I can finally experience a life of the student's era.

When I arrived near Sakurai, I have more students who wear brown school uniforms around.

Washen is looking at the school gate, pushing a bicycle to the back of the car shed, looking for an empty position to lock the car.

The sound came in the ear.

"Ok?"

At this time, he noticed another group of people, it was four girls, what was done next to a bicycle.

They have blocked their sight, and they can't see what they have to do next to a car, but he has no multi-tube, but it is going to go to his classroom. It is still within 15 minutes. It is not necessary. Wasting time here.

Come to the second grade B class, and the desertichuan followed the memory to find his position, the countdown first row, from here, you can see the following playground and sports hall.

He looked at his own side, there was empty.

"Strange, no table and chair?"

Some strange, the last row should have four positions, the opposite people naturally account for two positions, and there is one position next to it.

But I am too lazy to think about these, or I will have a good relationship with the students around ... After all, the friendship between my classmates is very important.

In the desertichuan ...

No, it is accurately that when the white guest is still a little fart, he has gone through the junk bucket of Kao Dao's blood comics, the protagonists and their companions inside can hold each other, and the beautiful friendship of the friend in the crisis One degree hacker is touched at the valence of the snail at the overpass.

Looking around, the classmates have a laughing, but they are divided into several small groups.

He observed, there is a circle of beautiful girls, there is a circle of excellent students, with a circle of handsome guys, and a circle of game homes and ordinary students.

I recalled my mind that it wanted to blink.

In this class ... seems to be the marginalized person?

That is the kind of passers who don't have sense.

No, I have a long time, shouldn't you enter the circle of handsome guys?

Even if you can't enter the circle of handsome guys, at least the circle of the game is not separated?

However, no matter how the desertion is searching in the mind, the memory that is derived has only the boring life of the "three-point" of the body.

Go out - School - go home, live a mechanical life every day, get out of school.

There is almost no friend in the school, nor is it more important.

It is said that he was also said to have been said that "it is very gloomy", "" "

Desert is looking at the tone, giving up the idea of ​​talking to classmates. Usually such a "transparent person" suddenly bother others will be dislike.

Just when he is ready to take out the textbook from the shoulder bag, his eyes were blinded, a darkness.