Chaldea Pension Group [Comprehensive]

Chapter 52

There is a room without a door in the corner of the second floor. It is said that once you enter, you will get lost in a different world, and even if you get out by chance, you will leave a lifetime of shadows.

Everyone said so, calling that room——

With a snap, Fujimaru Tachika held the tray of snacks in one hand, and turned on the light ruthlessly, "You can't do this, it will burn your eyes, and I heard from Murasaki Shikibu that you are going to hand in the manuscript soon, right?"

Xingbu Ji immediately pulled the quilt over her head, "Wow!!! What kind of torture is this! Light, light, pain, sorrow, ah, it's almost melting in the heat! Please, in my Be sure to delete the data in the computer after disappearing!"

The young man held her by the corner of the quilt, angry and funny, "Get up, who asked me to come here? Since you are so afraid, then draw quickly."

The princess of Himeji Castle stretched out her hand tremblingly from under the quilt, fumbled for the food on the tray, and immediately retracted it.

Before it was Fujimaru Tachika's turn to tell her not to eat under the covers, the princess burst into tears, "That woman... is simply a ghost! All the casters in Chaldea who could write were squeezed out by her." Jing, saying something like 'How can there be no comics in a weekly magazine, all-round development is my interest, so please make sure to create well', princess, I just want to be a dead house...!"

"Then why don't I go and talk to Zi Shibu?" Fujimaru Tachika couldn't bear to see her so depressed, so she got up and opened the door to go out.

The princess shouted from behind, "No!"

Then a smiling face appeared at the door, it was Murasaki Shikibu.

She asked softly: "Could it be possible to close the manuscript?"

Facing the expression that could be called "kind", the boy trembled from head to toe, he stiffened his body and slammed the door, and said to Xingbu Ji in shock, "I thought I was going to be killed... …Obviously smiling, but I don’t know why just looking at it makes my spine shiver, and I wish I could just run away.”

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Xingbu Ji crawled out of the bed like a female ghost, jumped forward and grabbed his ankle, and then whimpered for a long while, with the momentum of pulling people back on the deadline.

Seeing that she was so troubled, it seemed unreasonable to just throw her here, Fujimaru Tatsuka suggested, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"The sun is good. The princess is now a bat. Bats are nocturnal animals. No."

He rested his fist on his chin, thinking: "Then if there is some reference..."

"Ah!" Xingbu Ji straightened up abruptly, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "If you look carefully, the little master is just the protagonist I love, whether it's the slender waist that still shows a youthful figure, or the touch. The slightly green back, the ankles that can be held with fingers together...hehehe."

"Stop it, this is sex/.harassment/.harassment."

in the living room.

"That means being a model?" Mordred shook a few sheets of paper that were said to be scripts in her hand, and she read a few words in disgust, "The rose blooming in my heart, what is this, this kind of nasty I don’t want to do those lines!”

Lancelot flipped through the script book in his hand, "It's not the fault of the lines, but the person who read the lines is not suitable enough, and those who can't understand the beauty of the other party will never be able to praise from the bottom of their hearts."

Mordred yelled at him impatiently, "Stop talking! Go ahead, do what you want!"

Jibu Ji smiled, and her subordinates began to write vigorously, "As expected of the knights of the round table! Here comes the princess's inspiration!"

Fujimaru Tachika looked at the knight on the lake who was approaching him step by step, sweating, "Uh...Although I am very happy that Lancelot said this, is it too close...?"

It has to be said that Lancelot's height is very outstanding, and the boy has to raise his head to see his face clearly. That kind of substantive sense of oppression makes people feel that there is nowhere to escape, and they can only be placed in his line of sight. Those eyes held firmly.

Every time the knight on the lake took a step forward, Fujimaru Tateka took a step back, completely subconsciously, Lancelot frowned slightly, and retracted the hand that was stretched out to touch.

He concealed the ripples in his eyes, and said in a pleading voice: "If this is a dream, then please give me a cold kiss. When I wake up, I will rely on it to get through the darkest before dawn The moment when the rose blooms in my heart, the nightingale sings in the cage of thorns, if you will not kiss me, then I will kiss you!"

After finishing speaking, Lancelot took the young man's hand, and touched his lips lightly on the back of his hand, neither intimidating nor utilitarian, as if the British May wind blows and falls on that small piece of heaven and earth, The attitude of the knight is like a priest facing the altar, pious and solemn.

After a long time without a response from the young man, a more lonely expression appeared on his face, "Even if it's a dream, please say something to me, I have nothing else to ask for."

Fujimaru Tachika closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "Damn!! What are you going to say!! If it's a girl, she will definitely skip the process and say I am willing!"

The melancholy expression on Lancelot's face finally faded, "Then please say this as a medal in recognition of me."

"Please wait a moment, Sir Lancelot, is it too early to be sure?" Gawain shouted and stopped.

The white and clean knight is wearing a shirt, a blue vest, and suit pants. He looks like a social elite. The neckline is embroidered with blue thread that matches his blue eyes, which is very decorative. The strong pattern is unforgettable, "Let me use this beautiful lady's script to decide the winner!"

Xingbu Ji was so excited that she broke a pen, "Oh! The boy and the knights who guarded him fell into the field of Shura! The inspiration can't stop like a volcano!"

Fujimaru Tachika: ...It's good that you can hand in the manuscript.

The sun knight was surrounded by a lively atmosphere, and the fog on the lake was blown away, and Fujimaru Tachika felt that his surroundings suddenly became clear.

Gawain's brilliant blond hair was covered with sunlight that slipped in from the outside, his carefully polished sapphire-like eyes stared down at his master intently, and the quiet afternoon sun was gurgling.

"Excuse me, who are you going to meet?" The knight smiled brightly, his slender eyelashes closed, revealing a bit of sharp blue light, "Although I don't want to use violence, please, please forget about the I am the only one who can touch you about other people's problems, please keep this in mind."

That gaze is as blazing as the sun, and if it gets too close, it will be burned.

Tachika Fujimaru bit the bullet and read the lines dryly according to the script, "No. I can't respond to only your heart, because the sun is too huge, and the love it gives is limitless. I don't want to burn you for me. Exhausted!"

What the fuck are those nasty lines! ?

"Please look up, this sun has been overlooking the world for thousands of years, it has never changed, and it will definitely hang in the sky before you die. But your worry is not wrong, staring at such brilliance will melt your eyes, The independent heart dissolves, and it can only be attached to me from now on.”

Gao Wen leaned down, and the bottom of the tie drew an unknown pattern on the back of Fujimaru Tateka's hand in the wind. He said word by word: "I am your future, please remember this, otherwise I will be very bothered."

The next line is...

The young man glanced at the paper in his hand, but found that it was blank, and the Xingbu Ji in the distance was gesturing to him to let him play by himself.

Fujimaru Tachika racked his brains, and when he met the Sun Knight, he said in a strange way: "Is it because a person is too lonely? There is only one sun in the sky, and even if there are occasional clouds that get too close, they will be evaporated and disappear." , Occasionally there is an eagle flying but can't stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, there is no life in this world to talk to, love and hate are intertwined but can't tell, this is really a very lonely thing."

Gao Wen was startled, raised his hands, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Sure enough, only you are the one who can understand me, so—"

I can't even let you go.

He conveyed this sentence with his lips, under the warmth is the most blazing flame.

Fujimaru Tachika and Gao Wen looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud: "What should I do! This person can't listen to what I say, write the script more fully, my lord princess, girls' words can only be said at this time. Say I do!"

The red-haired archer took a step forward following the end of the second round.

"Since Lance and Gao Wenqing have already participated, then I will definitely not be left behind. Ah, if the best player in the round table who can strike up a conversation is still there, it is really a sad thing that Kaiqing cannot participate." Tristan said As he spoke, he plucked the violin in his hand, and the violin screamed in an instant.

I heard that he was recently the teacher of a special violin class, and within a few days the students in the special class have transferred to the archery class.

"Who wants to hear you hurting the spring and the autumn, idiot!"

Mordred flew up and kicked the archer out. She stepped on the sofa, put her arms around Tatsuka Fujimaru's waist, and asked neatly, "I just want to ask you a word, the end of the world, follow me!" Is my uncle going!"

The entrance door was closed coldly.

Another thing to mention is that Arthur's dumb hair was picked up last night under the guidance of Da Vinci himself.

Another thing to mention is that the entrance and the living room are connected together, which means that Mordred's preaching was completely heard by Arthur, and he asked a well-bred question: "Excuse me, what are you doing?"

Xingbu Ji flipped through the script in her hand, "I'm running away."

Arthur sat down on the sofa and smiled gently, "I see, please let me watch."

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Card, Kamran?

Xingbu Ji is simply my incarnation (grass)

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Huaxu tune; 1 bottle of Tibetan and Tibetan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!