Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

"Uh……"

Iori almost choked on a mouthful of water. After taking a deep breath, she managed to squeeze out a few words:

"As expected of Faust, the leader of the masked swimsuit group."

"Thank you for your compliment~"

"Oh, stop talking, cheers, cheers!"

Seeing that the eyes between the two seemed to be sparking, Nonomi quickly raised her glass to interrupt.

Perhaps because she came from a wealthy family, Nomi's movements and voice had an inexplicable affinity. Everyone reluctantly clinked a round of glasses and used her to get down the stairs.

Rifumi didn't pursue her too hard.

She understood that Gehena's special attack captain had this temperament. He was used to being a 'bad guy' and would choke others out of the blue. In fact, he was a very warm-hearted child.

This can also be regarded as a kind of 'Gehenna's campus culture'. Different from the eldest lady style of Holy Trinity, Gehenna's usual style is almost chaotic, and strength is respected.

Although Gehna's discipline has been greatly improved under Hina Sorasaki's restructuring, her rebellious spirit will not change.

If he wants to subdue these little devils, Iori's anger cannot be reduced.

Having said that,

Iori's arrival still made the atmosphere at the long table suddenly cool.

The reason is not complicated. It was just that Iori and her husband had some trouble on the deck.

Although after their husband's explanation afterwards, Shirako and the others knew that Iori's questioning of their husband was part of his official duties, and that the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.

But they still can't help but have secret grudges in their hearts.

Iori felt quite at ease. Anyway, she was already used to this kind of dissatisfied gaze.

She spread her legs carelessly, sat opposite her husband, and started eating without ceremony.

Yuexue Gongzi sat next to her husband naturally,

Her shoulder was still lightly pressed against Mr.'s arm.

"Sir, I won't cause you any trouble, will I?"

"No, you are too polite, Miyako-san." The teacher waved his hands repeatedly.

Iori raised her head and glared at Miyako,

I saw that Miyako looked calm, without any complacency in her eyebrows, just a face as routine as if she had completed a combat mission.

So Iori could only hum, then lowered his head to compete with the eel bento.

Seeing that everyone's focus had shifted, Yuexue Gongzi, who was still a little embarrassed at first, breathed a sigh of relief, and started chewing it like a rabbit.

While eating, I kept glancing at Mr. from the corner of my eye.

The gentleman's desk was empty, not even a glass of water.

She asked casually:

"Sir, don't you want to eat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the movements of the hands of the children of Abydos stopped for an instant.

In the tense air, Mr. turned his head to face Miyako and smiled the most sincere and warm smile:

"As long as I see you eating well, I will be happy."

"~~~~~!!"

Miyako immediately turned away, trying hard not to let her husband see her heated cheeks.

Iori pouted slightly and cursed 'pervert' in a low voice.

As for Sand Wolf Baizi, it is quite straightforward.

She picked up the dinner plate and walked straight to the seat next to Iori, just opposite to the husband.

Then he sat down, imitated Gongzi's movements, and began to chew slowly.

"...Bai Zi?" Mr. asked cautiously.

"I'm trying to give my husband happiness."

Bai Zi raised his head, there was no trace of dust in his blue eyes.

"OK, thanks……"

The gentleman wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Compared with other dazzling students, Sand Lang Baizi does not have a delicate and gentle personality, nor does he have any outstanding talents.

But she has such a strong resilience and such persistent penetrating power that it is unforgettable and irreplaceable.

The gentleman narrowed his eyes and smiled.

His body had long been tortured by endless pain and he was unable to eat. However, when he saw the students gathered at the dining table, he only felt that the happiness that had been silent in his heart gradually emerged again.

As long as he is given a little sunshine, he will be satisfied.

No matter what difficulties lie ahead, he will never look back.

"Jingle Bell"

However, the leisure time left to my husband is always so short.

The cell phone in his pocket vibrated. The gentleman just opened it and took a look, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared.

That was a message from Yazi. It was very brief and contained only one sentence:

"The Chairman is waiting for you."

With just a few words, the gentleman's pupils immediately shrank and his brows furrowed.

He suddenly stood up from his seat:

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry..."

Bowing deeply to the students, he turned around and walked towards the door, walking out of the cafeteria before they could react.

Chapter 042: Day 059·Odyssey Ocean Academy⑤

There is an exquisite VIP private room five floors above the deck of the cruise ship that Mr. is on.

The private room has a small kitchen, a bar, a spacious and elegant balcony, and a clear and huge floor-to-ceiling window, so that the children living in it can overlook the beautiful ocean when they are in a bad mood.

The husband took out his work badge, entered the password on the door lock, and finally opened the door to the room through double insurance.

As soon as I entered the entrance hall, before I had time to take off my shoes, there was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound in the room.

What followed was a series of sounds of chairs falling to the ground, and the girl's panicked exclamations.

He frowned, kicked off his shoes quickly, and prepared to go forward.

But before he could enter the house, a petite silver-haired figure rushed in front of him.

"Dad, welcome home!"

This dangerous title immediately shocked the gentleman into a cold sweat.

He immediately subconsciously looked around behind him, and when he saw no one was around, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he already had enough strange rumors on his head, the current situation was unstable and he didn't want one more.

The silver-haired girl came bounding over, knocking over three chairs and a coffee table along the way.

Ignoring the mess behind her, the girl happily threw herself into her husband's arms. The impact almost emptied all the air from his belly, and the pain made him grimace and twist his facial features into a ball.

"Ugh..."

Seeing her husband's uncomfortable look, the girl, Hina Sorasaki, immediately showed an expression that was about to cry, and her pitiful look was so cute.

"You... are really disturbing."

The husband sighed helplessly and amusedly, put on indoor slippers, and patted her little head gently.

Then, the husband bent down and walked over, put his arms around her small body, and brought her to the sofa to sit down.

"hey-hey."

Hina Sorasaki, who was still in tears, felt the warmth on her husband's hands, and immediately laughed stupidly. She simply pressed her whole body on her husband, trusting him with her weight.

Today, Hina Sorasaki is wearing a white dazzling lace shirt, smiling innocently and spotlessly at her husband.

He is completely different from the previous powerful and overpowering chairman.

She blinked her big violet eyes and looked at her husband, half-kneeling down.

So she stretched out her feet knowingly, and saw her husband squatting in front of her, checking her ankles.

"Did you bump into it just now?"

He asked with worry in his voice as he gently kneaded Hina's delicate ankles with his fingers.

Most of Kivotos' students know how to deliberately control their own mysterious power and actively defend against impact.

It's just that after that battle, Hina Sorasaki's mind seemed to have regressed to the level of her elementary school days. As soon as she heard that her husband was coming, she happily jumped to the door without paying attention to her steps.

As a result, he not only knocked over a bunch of furniture, but also made his ankle, which was not injured at all, become a little red and swollen.

"Well...it's okay..."

Feeling the gentle rubbing of her husband's thumb, Hina felt a slight fever, and the stinging pain on her ankle became more bearable.

So Hina smiled and shook her head, indicating that there was no problem at all.

"Didn't I remind Hina last time? You have to be careful when walking."

The gentleman nodded her forehead.

"Yeah!" Hina nodded vigorously.

The husband sighed lovingly and helplessly in his heart.

She promised herself the same thing last time.

The husband stood up and walked towards the kitchen:

"Want something to drink, Hina? I'll make some coffee."

"No, I don't like that bitter taste."

Before he could take a step out, Hina immediately stuck out her tongue and hurriedly stopped in front of her husband. As expected, she brought down another stool along the way.

"What about the juice?"

"Neither."

Hina took advantage of the situation and gently leaned against her husband and whispered:

"Play with me, Dad."

Although he has heard it many times, the title "Dad" still makes Mr. goosebumps all over his body and makes him sweat violently.

But looking at Hina's deeply attached expression, he couldn't forcefully correct her.

To be precise, my husband once corrected Hina in front of her. He looked into her eyes and said seriously that he was not her father.

As a result, Hina burst into tears immediately, tears falling like streams, and Ako, who came after hearing the news, looked at her husband as if she wanted to eat him alive.

He had no choice but to simply accept the title.

"Then...what are you going to do with Hina?"

"Hold it high?"

Hina shook her head: "I already played it yesterday."

"Windmill?"

Hina lowered her head and pouted slightly.

After a while, she reluctantly hummed.

That means he doesn't like it anymore. The gentleman frowned angrily and amusedly.

Hina Sorasaki's lack of candor is simply innate.