What should I do if I look too fierce?

Qiong, come down for dinner. Aokiji washed his hands and sat at the dining table. There was a trotting sound from Qiong upstairs, and he sat down at the dining table not long after.

Seeing her eyes shining as she looked at the food on the table, Aokiji looked like she wanted to start eating without saying a word. He smiled and tapped his little head with his finger: Go wash your hands!

Qiong curled his lips somewhat unhappily, and finally nodded: Oh.

Seeing her slowly washing her hands, Aokiji smiled and said, Do you just take a bite of snacks as lunch every day?

No. Qiong replied while washing his hands.

Aokiji waited until she returned to her seat, looked at her delicate smile, and asked with a smile: Really?

Qiong lowered his head, stared at his rice bowl and looked away insincerely: I don't know.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing her messy silver hair, Aokiji said softly: I won't scold you, but how can your body get better like that? I'd rather you eat takeout than snacks. Better.”

Qiong hesitated for a long time, raised his head, looked at Aoki Si, and said with a somewhat reluctant expression: Those takeaways are not delicious.

It’s not that there aren’t delicious shops, it’s mainly because they are too expensive.

Qiong kept the truth in her stomach. She never asked Aoki Si for money.

Anyway, Aokiji usually buys snacks every day, and she also has a small treasury earned from playing games. She has never had much need for money, but it is not that she is unaware of the current situation at home and where she can save. I don't like waste.

And, to be honest, she really felt that the food cooked by Aokiji was much more delicious than outside.

Is that so? Aokiji touched his head and fell into deep thought.

Qiong took the chopsticks and ate the rice bit by bit. Seeing that Aokiji frowned and remained silent for a long time, he softly said: What's wrong?

It's nothing. Aokiji smiled and said, Let's do this. From now on, I will make two bento boxes in the morning, which you can eat too. I don't have to buy instant lunch boxes from convenience stores.

Yeah. Qiong nodded, with a worried expression: But, you still have to make breakfast, aren't you very tired?

Aokiji thought for a moment and said relaxedly: It's not too much trouble to make breakfast. Just make a lunch box. Some lunch boxes can be made in the evening and put in the refrigerator to be eaten hot tomorrow. Don't worry, you always eat snacks. How can I rest assured? .”

Qiong nodded, looked at Aoki Si, and slightly outlined an arc with his thin lips: Thank you, Si.

Don't say thank you next time! Aoki Si glared at her, and couldn't help laughing in her shy eyes: If you can be happy, I won't be tired of anything.

Qiong nodded, lowered his head and picked at the food vigorously, without replying.

Aokiji knew that she was probably a little shy again, so he just smiled sincerely, looked at her with a soft voice, and said with determination: Don't worry, I will make your life better and better.

This day is not too far away. Aokiji thought that one day he might be able to take Qiong to school with him. Seeing her no longer burdened and able to run around like others and live happily like a normal girl, he felt full of motivation.

Xixi! I have to work harder today to practice boxing, and I must win the MMA Supernova Competition!

That. Qiong suddenly stopped eating.

Aokiji raised his head in surprise.

Can we play games together again tonight? Qiong's eyes looked expectant.

Aokiji nodded hesitantly: Okay. But we can't be as late as yesterday. When you come back, I'll play with you for an hour and then go to bed. How about that?

Yes! Qiong nodded vigorously and showed a bright smile.

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At night, Aokiji turned off his computer tiredly and lay lazily on the bed. His whole body ached and he didn't want to move.

After playing the game with Qiong, it was already early midnight. To be honest, he was really tired after practicing boxing at Songshan Rock for four or five hours. When I was playing a game with Qiong just now, I almost fell asleep while squatting in the house. However, this game is really fun

Huh. Aokiji closed his eyes, feeling the soreness in his muscles, and his head became increasingly dizzy.

Until the moment when he seemed to be asleep, his eyes suddenly lit up.

I traveled through time again?! Aokiji suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a vast expanse of white.

Lowering his head, it seemed as if he was stepping on the light. The surroundings were white and boundless, even making it difficult for him to distinguish up, down, left and right.

[The Dreamland Practice Room has been opened and can currently practice: Kendo. Please select your practice time and sleep time. 】

Only then did Aokiji realize that it was the new function of the system that he had turned on.

He breathed a sigh of relief. If he were to travel through time again, he would go crazy.

Just Kendo, practice for an hour and a half, and sleep until six in the morning.

Aokiji moved his body curiously. His body that was sore before going to bed became more relaxed at this time, and his mind was very clear, and he was completely in his best state.

[Kendo training: Please select Technical or Practical Combat. 】

Aoki looked at the two options, thought for a moment, and clicked on actual combat. For no other reason than curiosity.

[Actual combat - the primary training ground has been opened. Number of enemies - 1. 】

The white flowers in front of him flashed like a slide for an instant. Aokiji was instinctively closed by the dazzling light, and he calmed down. The sound of birds sounded crisply in his ears, and the wind rustled the bamboo forest. He actually stood there. In a bamboo forest, surrounded by greenery, the air is extremely fresh, and even the feeling of the soil sinking slightly under your feet is extremely realistic.

Wow! Aokiji couldn't help but sigh.

This is so true!

He lowered his head and saw that the clothes he was wearing had turned into the standard attire of ancient ronin at some point. He was wearing a loose black kimono that vaguely revealed the clear muscles in front of him. A tachi was attached to his waist on his left hand and on his head. He rubbed his bald head with his bamboo hat, and the rough texture made his scalp feel a little sore.

Aokiji. Suddenly there was an angry shout in his ears. Aokiji turned around to see a swordsman dressed as a ronin holding a sword and pointing at him not far away with an angry face: How dare you insult my beloved and kill me? My dear friend, today, without you or me, I, Kotaro, will fight to the death to kill you with my sword!

What the hell? Aokiji looked confused. What kind of weird setting was this? He thought he was some kind of knight, but when he looked at it, there was something wrong with his identity!

Before Aokiji could figure anything out, the swordsman named Kotaro pulled out the sword from his waist and charged towards Aokiji with a roar.

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PS: The previous chapter has explained that the Medical Classics contain traditional Chinese medicine techniques from ancient times to the present (emphasis added), so please do not argue any further.