Chapter 24 Section 11

Wu Lala walked to the first floor, refreshed. As expected, Kamiya with a ponytail was behind the counter, looking down at a book. The gentleman meowed softly, and Ulala looked at it. The gentleman shook his body, licked his tail, and his playful eyes seemed to say: "Fool, use your fate! Isn't this your specialty? Increase your luck in love!" Ulala laughed and shook her head.Although this proposal is very tempting. But just because I am a life hunter who masters fate thaumaturgy, if I want a lottery, I get a lottery, and if I want a supermodel, I get a supermodel, so I should be able to understand the preciousness of "pure emotion" between people.

If what lovers rely on is nothing more than a "red line of the old man", then what is the meaning of the word love?In the end, what lovers believe in is only the fetters of fate, not the deep affection for each other. If brothers' life-and-death loyalty can be easily manipulated and degenerated by inexplicable fate, and the possibility of solving this degeneration is actually to find a better fate, rather than marching side by side with firm will?It would be too much to live up to another thing bestowed by God, which does not leave "fate" in the slightest. emotion.

People are not containers of fate.At least, I am not.Ulala smiled at the gentleman, who wagged his tail. Ulala walked to the counter and flipped through a row of comics displayed in the new book section.Mitsuru Adachi, Takehiko Inoue, Akira Toriyama, Komi Tani, Eiichiro Oda, Naoki Urasawa, these manga artists are like the memories of life across generations, they exist tenaciously in various rhythms. "I have encountered some setbacks in the past few days, and I am not in a good mood. Can you talk to me?" U Lala asked, lying behind the gap between the two books and looking at Shengu's beautiful face.

Kamiya didn't respond, just looked at her math textbook quietly. "Last time when my hand caught fire, I really appreciate it, thanks to your help." Ulala smiled, and this smile carried a bit of the tired recoil of sleeping on the sofa. Kamiya didn't respond, biting the red eraser on the end of the pencil. What does this action mean?Is she listening to me?Is it reserved?Still think I'm poor and boring?Ulala secretly laughed.I know ten thousand ways to deal with the enemy, but I can't judge the mind of the girl in front of me. "Want to play with my cat? Here." Ulala picked up the gentleman, and the gentleman forced out a lovely smile.

"..." "It's called a gentleman, and it likes to eat French fries dipped in seaweed powder. It's black and super cool." "..." "Have you ever played the lottery machine? I drew a strange lottery recently, saying that I would be killed until I had nowhere to go. Ha, the recent lottery machine is really bad, it's always beating and killing." "..." "Hey, is my accent a little strange? Actually, you probably guessed it. I'm not Japanese, so it's logical that I'm not good at Japanese." "..." "You look like you really want to be quiet? Are you going to take an exam?" Ulala scratched her head.

"..." "Off-topic. I got into a little trouble recently, so I probably won't be able to come here often, lest you get blood sprayed here and there, and I'm sorry to meet you in the future. But I will still wander in Tokyo. If I have a chance, I will still I want to play the guitar for you. Although the way of playing the guitar to chase girls these days seems to be too vulgar, but I wrote a song, which is super passionate. You won’t feel that I’m confessing to you after listening to it. .” Ulala said more and more and flew into outer space. Kamiya stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and he looked at Ulala.

Shen Gu didn't speak, but the aggressive look in his eyes made Wu Lala stunned, unable to move. "..." Shengu stared at Wu Lala, stretching out his hands. a book. "Spontaneous Human Combustion You Must Know", independently published by the Asian Occult Research Association, the cover is a man who is on fire and jumps from a high-rise window screaming. "Give it to me?" Ulala held back the urge to burst out laughing, and took it respectfully. "..." Shengu sat down, looked down at the book, and ignored Wu Lala. Shengu's ears were red, then his neck, and finally his beautiful face.Ulala, who was familiar with the changes in the airflow around her, clearly sensed that Shengu's body temperature had risen by 0.5 degrees in just half a minute.

A sign of love? "I'll read it carefully." Ulala smiled, forced to hide the excitement in her heart, and turned to leave the comic book rental store. 〖self-confidence Fate: collective personality Survival: 500 years Symptoms: I find that some of my daily routines are linked to important games (or weather).For example, as long as you watch the TV broadcast in bed, the Lakers will definitely lose; for example, if you go to the scene to cheer, the brothers will definitely win; for example, as long as you eat strawberry ice cream for three consecutive days, the typhoon will invade the residence and so on.

Traits: Don't underestimate such a nonsensical fate!When the host discovers and begins to believe in the connection, the energy of fate will begin to amplify; if the host grasps the key to using his own behavior and the surrounding things, he will be able to use incredible small movements in battle to defeat the enemy miserably. Evolution: Achievement! 〗