My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Although Fukuzawa Naotaka is a little shallow, but his kindness can be felt by Kitahara Hideji - the long centipede-shaped scar on the chest and abdomen should be the biggest pain in Fukuzawa Naolong's heart, and he can directly show it to himself As a warning, this is already a clear expression of sincerity.

It is estimated that the other party really meant to regard him as a junior, but he didn't know if he would still do this if he knew that he was a fake RB boy.

But in any case, he has also fulfilled the responsibility of an elder—this kind of mentality Hideji Kitahara has also experienced it during this time. He always looked at Yoko with tolerance, and often euphemistically said some principles of life and Life experience and so on, although Yoko may be confused at the age of more than ten years old, but he can't help but say it.

He simply hopes that Yoko will be better in the future, and it is estimated that Fukuzawa Naotaka is similar. And what Fukuzawa Naotaka said is also very reasonable-he is not against the use of violence, and the reason he pointed out is somewhat similar to the old saying: guns have the greatest deterrence only before they are fired.

What he opposed was the abuse of violence, and he didn't just refer to the fight with the gangsters yesterday. He knew that the fight was necessary, but he was worried that Hideji Kitahara was too young to taste the sweetness of using violence. go awry.

Hideji Kitahara should be regarded as a relatively rational and calm person. He felt that he would not enter the state of easy self-inflation, but felt the kindness of Fukuzawa Naotaka, and felt that reading books was not harmful after all, so he nodded and thanked: "Thank you Mr. Fukuzawa for your kind words. I will read these books carefully."

Flipping through it in your spare time is not to disappoint others' good intentions.

Naotaka Fukuzawa smiled relievedly. The more he watched Hideji Kitahara, the more he admired him. He was sensible, talented, and good-natured—no harm without comparison. Although he loved his five salted egg daughters very much, he had to admit that his five daughters The daughter tied together is not as likable as Kitahara Hideji alone.

In the future, if Akitaro can grow up to be like Hideji Kitahara, he will be able to close his eyes even when he dies.

He pointed to the library and said with a smile: "If you are interested in the books here, Bei Yuan-kun, you can take them at will, but please don't take the books in these three rows."

Kitahara Hideji looked at the direction Fukuzawa Naotaka was pointing at, but didn't see anything special, so he couldn't help asking, "These three rows are..."

Could it be a family secret technique?

"It was left by Fuyumi and their mother." Naotaka Fukuzawa looked at the three rows of bookshelves with a nostalgic expression.

Kitahara Hideji understood that these books were the relics of Fukuzawa Naotaka's deceased wife, and it was fine to read them here. He was afraid of taking them out and losing them, so he quickly said, "I see, Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Except for these three rows, it doesn't matter if you want to take the other Kitahara-kun back to read. Anyway, no one else in the family is interested in these." Naotaka Fukuzawa was also a little helpless. I put all my energy into studying, and I don’t even touch these things. The second daughter doesn’t need to mention it. When she picks up the book and reads it for a while, she becomes confused. The third daughter learns from the eldest daughter, and she doesn’t touch anything except textbooks. The daughter couldn't sit still at all, let alone reading, and the youngest son couldn't read, so it was useless, "Okay, Mr. Beiyuan can come over when he is free, it doesn't matter if I'm here or not."

After speaking, he patted Hideji Kitahara on the shoulder, left Hideji Kitahara with the books in the room, and left, probably either to continue drinking or to cook.

Hideji Kitahara stood there looking at the book in his hand, and then at the door behind him. He felt that Naotaka Fukuzawa was really interesting. Could it be that he has a good eye, is optimistic about his future, and is making an initial investment?

He thought about it for a while before laughing, then raised his eyes and looked at the library, only to see that the rows of bookshelves were quite neat and clean.

The humidity in RB is relatively heavy. This library pays great attention to moisture-proof and mildew-proof. The activated carbon bamboo tubes for moisture absorption are placed in the compartments of the bookshelves, and some of the corners of the bookshelves are placed with camphor balls, and some are stuffed with hand-sewn tea bags to prevent insects. The work is also very good - Hideji Kitahara guessed that the tea bags should be made by Fuyumi Yuki and his mother, but Fukuzawa Naotaka did not have this skill, so he simply used moth balls later.

Seeing so many books now, and he was the only one here, Hideji Kitahara suddenly became agitated, and began to look through the bookshelves looking for skill books--I have been wanting to get some rubbish skills to brush up attribute points for a long time, and I have never had a good chance. It was a surprise.

Looking at it this way, except for that little carrot head, this Fuze family is really his own blessed land.

He first looked at the three rows that couldn't be borrowed, and found that Dongmeixueli's mother used to be... a young literary girl?

Most of the books she collects are novels, essays, and self-cultivation, accompanied by some books on music and painting appreciation, as well as some materials related to traditional folk culture in China and Japan.

These are very helpful to improve personal cultural literacy, but they are of no use to Kitahara Hideji for the time being. He turned his head to look at the bookshelves collected by Fukuzawa Naotaka - this is not a large library, only a few thousand books Well, but for a family, it is quite rare.

Although this Fuze family looks a bit down and out, it should have a bit of background.

The books collected by Fukuzawa Naotaka are quite messy, so it can be seen that he has no goals and just follows his temper. Hideji Kitahara looked at the spine of the book as he walked, and hesitantly pulled out a copy of "Introduction to Household Appliance Repair".

Hideji Kitahara didn't mind, anyway, his ambition was not to be a maintenance worker, so he continued to look through the bookshelves one by one, and found that Fukuzawa Naotaka seemed to have been running outside for a long time, and there were many foreign language books from other countries, which felt like East Asia The range came full circle. This is convenient for him, he learns what he encounters, anyway, he can brush up to the 5th level of these messy skills at most, and it's over if he cheats one or two attribute points.

"Do you want to learn [Malay language] skills?"

"study!"

"Do you want to integrate the [Eight Massage Techniques] into the [Medical Skills] skill?"

"Integrate!" He thinks it's better if the skills can be fused or fused. If they don't fused, it will be more troublesome to use them separately in the future, and the more attribute points, the lower the effect. Brush attributes to level A invincible.

"Do you want to learn [Thai language] skills?"

"study!"

"Do you want to combine [Huaiyang Cuisine] and [Family Cooking] skills into [Cooking]?"

"Fusion!"

"Do you want to learn [Fishing] skills?"

"study……"

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Hideji Kitahara is really not picky, and he doesn't care if the skill is useful or not, if he can use it if he has the conditions, he will learn it first, and he has combined more than 50 books in one breath, swept two and a half bookshelves, and then he Holding on to the bookshelf, he began to retch—the copycat mobile game was fine, and his head couldn't take it anymore. A lot of information was squeezed into it and turned into a pot of porridge, which made him feel like the ceiling was spinning, and he felt very nauseous.

He is a bit greedy. In fact, he only has so much vitality in a day, and he has to line up to brush up after learning. He can take his time. It can only be said that he is temporarily overwhelmed.

He had been thinking about going to the library for a long time, and when he suddenly saw a similar library, he felt like a mouse had entered the rice warehouse.

Kitahara Hideji retched and reflected for a moment, suddenly felt that his xinxing might not be enough in some aspects, maybe it was really necessary to cultivate his morality, but that was for the future, he was feeling tight in his chest and wanted to breathe some fresh air, but he hesitated for a while. To let others see his embarrassment, he walked through the bookshelf towards the window.

Unexpectedly, the windows of the library were sealed with tape to prevent moisture, and only for lighting. Fortunately, there was a moisture-proof air displacer on the side, so he quickly got up and took a few deep breaths, which made him feel better.

He simply sat down next to this thing with his legs crossed, ready to speak slowly, but when he looked over the air displacer, he found a piece of armor standing there. He moved over curiously, examined it carefully, and found that it was a very complete "vine armor".

Hideji Kitahara didn't know much about armor, he had only read some rough introductions in swordsmanship books, but even so, he could tell that this set of rattan armor was not an ornament - there were knife marks on the helmet, and a pair of short Half of the canine teeth (possibly the horns) had been cut off, many pieces of armor were missing from the carcass and shoulder armor, and half of a cage hand was directly missing.

Apparently someone wore this armor in many battles many years ago.

Kitahara Hideji watched for a while, suspecting that the ancestors of the Fukuzawa family might be low-level samurai. This set of lacquered armor is inconspicuous, with very few decorations. It is basically composed of leather, rattan and a small amount of metal. Yes, this is a set of battle armor. It is estimated that the ancestors of the Fukuzawa family can't ride a horse, and they are probably the kind of elite monsters with ordinary ashigaru who follow the horse and eat ashes.

There is also a four-layer paulownia lacquered knife holder next to this set of armor. There are many long and short knives. It is estimated that Naotaka Fukuzawa thought that the damp here put these things here, so that they can be stored for a long time.

Hideji Kitahara hesitated for a moment, feeling that Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't say that it shouldn't matter if you look at it, so he lightly picked up the top knife from the knife holder, lightly pressed the sword with his thumb and pulled out the knife. He stared blankly at the blade that was shining like water—this was the first time in his two lives that he was holding a real murderous weapon, and [Sword Proficiency] took effect passively and naturally, which made the knife even faintly radiate chill.

He sat quietly holding the knife for a while, and found that deep down in his heart, he really wanted to chop something and try the knife. Could it be that this is the so-called "with a white blade in hand, the intention to kill is self-inflicted"?

He sighed and was about to put the knife back into its sheath, but when he moved his ears, he heard the soft knock of the library door, followed by the sound of extremely light footsteps, and he sneaked in directly.

Kitahara Hideji hurriedly inserted the sword into the scabbard, and at the same time asked softly, "Who is it?"

"It's me!" Xueli's voice came from between the bookshelves, and then she crept over like a big civet cat, she was so cute, and she whispered softly: "I'll come in and see People, I thought you weren't here!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Kitahara Hideji, and suddenly the expression on her face became a little awed, and she didn't dare to approach him at all, so she knelt and sat down from a distance, carefully observing this side.