The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

Amuro probably got his retribution by fishing for too long, and he could only see him once in two or three days after that. Although it was very unkind, Mr. A really breathed a sigh of relief.

The one-week time limit set by myself and myself has come. When Mr. A clicked settlement, he had a very Buddhist mentality. At that time, the idea was only because his mentality was pushed to the limit by Amuroto's three days of caring care.

If those days continue, there will only be two consequences. One is that emotion overcomes reason, and Mr. A is completely plunged into the big hole of Amuro, and the other is that reason is higher than emotion. But sooner or later, he will be driven crazy by his various suspicions about Amuro.

So there is an urgent need for a way to breathe. In order to convince himself, he even came up with the use of the second identity temporarily 123.

Now this need is not so urgent, and it doesn't matter whether there is a second identity or not.

The progress bar of the system came to an end while he was wandering.

"The Silence of the Lambs…"

[Task content: Did you send him to prison? Oh, unexpected, but he deserves it. 】

[Energy: 4711 (the first balance)]

"How did you do it? Wow, amazing success."

"Ah!" Good, so he's a big one now.

Sure enough, everyone likes to see handsome guys the most.

Handsome guy, yyds.

The four-digit balance was very emboldened. Mr. A moved a small bench and sat on the balcony to blow air while opening the system mall.

[A gentleman: Can I set my own identity background? 】

[System: Yes, but it needs to be charged according to the final effect, and there are strict restrictions. 】

First, the identity cannot have immediate family members.

Second, the identity must not have any intimate relationship with the plot characters, such as the son of Mu Mu Shisan, which is not recognized.

Third, the identity must not have the ability beyond ordinary people, such as adding a setting with infinite power, which is also not recognized.

Fourth, identity...

Mr. A took a general look and quickly decided on the final character.

Of course, the gender is male, the age is 22 years old, he has just graduated from the police academy, and his grades... are treated as outstanding! He is currently an intern in the explosives handling class of the first division of the security guard.

As for the height... In order to prevent mistakes caused by the difference in body shape when controlling two at the same time, Mr. A directly imported the current body data, and the height of 170 is already at the upper-middle level in Japan. Then changed to a more reliable and handsome face.

Hair color and eye color - white hair and blue eyes yyds!

random name...

After choosing to generate, a strange yet familiar figure suddenly appeared on the balcony.

The young man who appeared out of thin air had white hair like the first snow, his eyes were like the wet Baikal Lake after the rain, his face was sharp and angular, and his expression without sadness and joy was like a machine.

Mr. A was sluggish.

[A-kun: No, so...it just appeared like this? 】

[System: Yes, you can try it now. 】

It's like trying on clothes to see if they fit.

A-jun covered his face.

So, this is America, what is he going to do with this guy?

If Amuro came back at this time, wouldn't he just GG?

The young man with white hair and blue eyes was still standing there, and Jun A sighed. Forget it, that's it, let's try it first.

The black-haired and gray-eyed youth closed his eyes, and the youth's blue eyes instantly became smart. A-Jun moved his limbs, but he didn't feel any sense of disobedience, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the decision not to change the body data was correct.

The breeze blew the broken hair between his forehead, and Mr. A stretched out his hand to help the main body brush away the hair that was covering his face.

Just now I was focusing on creating a human, but now I realize that the weather is a bit cold, the body injury has not yet healed, and if there is a fever, the body will be secondary, and Amuro will definitely be long-winded.

The white-haired youth showed a distressed expression, and bent over to pick up the unconscious boy—to be honest, it was a bit strange.

Anyway, hold yourself, take care of him.

Mr. A chose the princess hug because of the convenience. The body's hairy head rested on his neck, and it was itchy when he breathed.

His thoughts were only for a moment, and he quickly entered the interior of the room, tucked the boy into the quilt, and touched his hair—

The hand feels very good, no wonder Amuro Toru comes here from time to time. Then ready to leave.

There is no need to take the elevator for the height of the third floor. When Mr. A was going down the stairs, he encountered someone who was going upstairs... Toru Amuro...

"Ah!?" Some words are always good but not bad.

Calm down, find a time machine first—

no no no...

You don't need to panic, the other party doesn't know you, just pass by as a stranger naturally.

Mr. A calmed down and walked down without looking sideways.

Anshitou paused slightly, then looked back suspiciously.

Are there such residents in this building?

Rare hair color, typical oriental face, if he has seen it, he will definitely not be unimpressed.

But even he wouldn't check a person he met for the first time for no reason, it was just a little strange, and he was quickly put behind him.

In the bedroom, Mr. A was still sleeping. After confirming that there was no pressure on the wound, Toru Amuro closed the half-open balcony door.

A-kun, who is now a Japanese police trainee named Qiuzawa Yao, who came to the United States to travel, is running happily in the sunset.

A new body without **** and pain, he's free!

As if he was reborn, Mr. A was extremely grateful to himself for making the decision, and even the air became clearer between his breaths.

The phone in his pocket rang, and Jun A picked it up with a smile: "Hi, thisisAkiraspeaking!"

"You really went to the United States." The other party seemed rather speechless, "The holiday will end tomorrow, remember to report to me before eight o'clock, newcomer, I'm not as talkative as Hagi."

"Huh?" Mr. A glanced at the screen with a smile on his face.

【Matsuda Jinping】

"Hey what, I said, have you booked your ticket for tonight?"

Jun A subconsciously said, "No, no, I'll order it! Senior Matsuda!"

"Oh, just don't be late." Matsuda Jinping hung up the phone.

"Why is this guy so... lively all of a sudden? And senior... or something..." he muttered, "Ah, a little disgusting. Can a trip to America change his character?"

report, work.

Mr. A revealed a mask of pain.

Obviously he is not old enough to enter the society.

Well, it's also because he himself set the age of 22...

He stared at the salted egg yolk-like sunset for a while, and bought the props from the system for fine points.

The brief freedom is over.

As mentioned in the introduction, there is almost no pain, just like an operation after anesthesia, knowing that I have been cut, but there is no real feeling.

The feeling of manipulating two bodies at the same time is also wonderful, his mind is independent, but he can clearly perceive the existence of the other...

A-jun's half consciousness woke up from the bed of Toru Amuro's house, and immediately smelled the aroma of the food.

Occasionally, he means occasionally, there is also the idea that it is good to continue like this. Organizations and tasks have left him, and he lives in such an idle life, with someone to accompany and someone to cook.

Mr. A walked to the kitchen, prepared the tableware very consciously, and got a rewarding touch from the other party.

Amuro Toru said, "How about the wound?"

"Simple actions are fine." Mr. A asked, "Is there a job?"

"It's really sharp." Amuro Toru sighed and gave a positive answer, "Not yet, but soon, after all, Mr. Rum is impatient."

Rum can't wait to test the sharpness of the new knife, Mr. A must become stronger before that.

Amuro Toru's care for Mr. A must not be the reason for the death of the other party.

The idle days are over.