Academy City's Painter

"What information?" Shenyue asked after pouring herself red wine again and taking a sip.

"Recently, our old colleague came to Academy City..." Fukaya's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a secret smile.

"Old colleague?" Shenyue became interested after hearing Shen Gu's words, "Which old colleague?"

"Alchemist Oreos Issard!"

"That guy..." A mysterious smile appeared on Shenyue's face, "Shen Gu, speaking of old colleagues... I suddenly have an idea."

"Idea? What idea?"

"If the superiors don't inject us with new blood, how about we go find helpers?" Shenyue said excitedly looking at the blood-like red wine in the glass.

"what do you mean?"

"That guy Oreos shouldn't refuse a cooperation that has only advantages and no disadvantages..."

"Do you think that arrogant guy will be with us so-called scavengers?" Shen Gu asked Shenyue, who looked a little excited in front of him.

"Leave everything to me, and he will definitely agree, definitely!"

The red wine in the goblet reflected Shenyue's confident face.

Academy City... will be lively...

ps: ok, let’s not discuss about my younger brother anymore, if I talk about my younger brother, I will go crazy, and... all the brats should be damned!The bear child of my relatives took away my notebook and hand-painted board. I don’t know if I can return them completely. They promised to send them back to me in November, but there is no news yet. What am I going to ask for?Or should I ask for it?Sure enough, I still want it!If it weren't for his pitiful appearance, the ghost would lend it to him!

Chapter 88 Take Your Clothes Off

The morning sun gradually rose from the east, and the birds stood on the branches early and chirped.

The dappled sunlight shines through the leaves and shines on the two beautiful figures under the tree.

"Take it off!"

Misaki Amano looked at Tatami, who was wearing a hospital gown, with her hands folded on her chest, looking like a Tatami who called me for help if you dare to force her, and ordered coldly.

"Am... Amano, are you really going to do this?" Tatami looked at Misaki Amano who was holding a throwing knife in front of her, and asked weakly.

Misaki Amano didn't speak, but put her middle finger and index finger together and reached between Tatami's eyebrows.

"Ah?"

Seeing Misaki Amano's actions, Tatami seemed to know what she was going to do.

"Snapped"

Amano Misaki's fingers hit Tatami's eyebrows fiercely.

"what!!!!"

The screams soared into the sky, and a pair of birds on the tree above them were startled flying, leaving only a few feathers floating down slowly.

"Amano..." Tatami held her head tightly with tears in her eyes, and looked at Misaki Amano pitifully.

"Can you take it off?"

Misaki Amano raised her hand again, but this time it was the hand holding the throwing knife, her tone was still as cold as ever.

"I just take it off..."

Seeing Misaki Amano pick up the throwing knife, Tatami quickly covered her head and finally compromised.

"Hmm..." Tatami pulled her blond hair back, unbuttoned one by one, and took off her hospital gown, revealing her upper body wearing a vest.

Misaki Amano stood beside Tatami, lightly tapped her shoulder with her index finger, causing Tatami's whole body to tremble.

Amano Misaki's hands started to move, sliding from Tatami's white shoulders to the back of her neck, and then slowly slid down her back to the center of her back, stretched her hands, and stuck them to Tatami's back.

"Tian... Amano?" Feeling the warm hand behind her, Tatami slowly turned her head.

"Get down!" Misaki Amano pushed Tatami's upper body down with force.

The golden hair slid from Tatami's shoulders and hung on his chest, exuding a charming luster in the sun.

"Amano! Waist...my waist...help..."

......

"Crash..."

The hot water was emitting white steam, poured from Tatami's head, and flowed down Tatami's long golden hair into the basin on the ground.

"Isn't it just to wash my hair... As for asking me to take off my clothes..." Tatami looked at Misaki Amano, who was holding a ladle in her hand and pouring hot water on her head , said a little aggrieved.

"If you don't do this, your clothes will get wet, and you'll catch a cold if you wear wet clothes." Amano Misaki scooped up a ladle of water again, and poured it down Tatami's head.

"Hmm..." Tatami closed his eyes, feeling the warm water on his head. Under the hot water washing, he felt that his head, which was already swollen and aching, was relieved a bit.

"How is it?" Misaki Amano held the ladle in her hand, looked at Tatami and asked.

"Indeed, it's much better. It seems that what Dr. Frogface said was right. The hot water flushing really relieved the pain in the brain." Tatami closed her eyes and said with some enjoyment.

"I see..." Misaki Amano nodded, squeezed some shampoo, and gently rubbed it on Tatami's head.

Misaki Amano rubbed for a while, then slowly frowned, "Boss, what hair dye did you use? Why is the effect so good? It can't be washed off!"

"Listen to the girl... Shokuhou Misaki said that this is the latest product of Academy City, unless it is a special medicine, it will not fade within three days." Tatami confessed honestly .

"Hmm..." Amano Misaki listened to Tatami's words, glanced at Tatami's long golden hair with shampoo foam, thought for a while, and washed the shampoo on her hands with water dropped, then turned and left.

"Amano? What are you doing?" Seeing Misaki Amano leave, Tatami hurriedly asked.

"I have something to do, come right back!" Amano Misaki left a sentence, and disappeared in the corridor not far away, leaving only Tatami standing alone under the tree bent over.

"Wash off the foam on my head first..."

Not long after, Amano Misaki came back again, but with a small bottle in her hand.

"Amano, you..."

"Don't talk." Misaki Amano interrupted Tatami, poured the transparent liquid from the bottle into her hand, rubbed it in her hand, and wiped it on Tatami's head.

Tatami's blond hair touched the transparent liquid in Amano Misaki's hand, as if the white snow in winter met the sun and slowly melted.

The golden liquid slowly flowed from Tatami's head, and the shiny black hair replaced the previous blonde hair.

"Sure enough, the leader's black hair looks comfortable, and the blonde hair is too eye-catching." Amano Misaki looked at Tatami in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and poured a ladle of hot water from the bucket on the side to Tatami again. rice head.