Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

"Haha~ Where’s the unfamiliar ceiling?……"

Xia Yan, who didn't know that someone was plotting against him, lay on his back on the bed, yawned and said lazily.

Hashimoto Eimi, who was supposed to sleep with him, was no longer in bed.

Due to some accidents that disturbed sleep yesterday morning, Hashimoto Eimi's home became a bit dirty. Xia Yan originally wanted to find a house nearby that was pleasing to the eye.

Empty all the people inside, and then deal with Yixue.

However, considering the hygiene issues, we finally found a B&B with a good environment under the leadership of Hashimoto Eimi.

Although it is still free prostitution.

But it wasn't Xia Yan who asked for free prostitution. It was mainly Yangjian's money, and they couldn't spend it even if they gave it to them.

The owner of this B&B was one of those people who didn't like it when he was cleaning it yesterday afternoon.

So he became one of the lucky people with a probability of only three out of ten.

Perhaps he learned a lesson from what happened yesterday. No one with eyes open came to disturb Xia Yan's dream this morning, allowing him to sleep until he woke up naturally.

Although we still played until late at night yesterday, it seemed that the wind had passed in the morning, and there was no muddy smell in the room.

There is a faint fragrance of food floating in the air.

This made Xia Yan, who had not eaten for a long time, feel a sense of hunger that he had not seen for a long time.

When I was being studied, I had to endure all kinds of pain every day. I would even die to reset my body state if nothing happened. When I was awake, I was thinking about how to get out of the predicament and how to take revenge on society after I escaped.

There is no time to care about these things.

After entering [Xia Yan Mutual Aid Space], although the perception of self is tangible, there is no such messy feeling.

This is also the reason why all Xia Yan can use Aruba as punishment without any scruples.

Because it won't hurt at all.

Otherwise, when sharing memories, wouldn't it be equivalent to me bumping into myself?

Now that I have returned to my own world, I feel a little unfamiliar with this feeling.

"Is this what it feels like to be alive?"

"The needle is good……"

While sighing, Xia Yan followed the guidance of the scent and came to the living room, just in time to see Hashimoto Eimi bringing the last plate to the table and setting it up.

The TV was turned to low volume mode and the morning news was playing on it.

At first glance, Xia Yan felt that there was a sense of life.

It's like a newlywed wife thoughtfully preparing everything for her husband in the morning and then watching him go out to work.

But this feeling only stayed in his heart for a moment, and then he was forgotten.

After all, whose decent little daughter-in-law wears a nude apron and wanders around the living room early in the morning?

"Ala~, Sir Xia Yan! Have you woken up yet? It just so happens that breakfast is ready."

After seeing Natsuhiko come out, Hashimoto Eimei said angrily. It was completely impossible to see the posture of crying and begging for mercy yesterday night.

"Breakfast? Leave it there first."

"Eh? Is it not to your liking? I specially learned the Chinese dishes online."

After hearing Natsu Yan's words, Hashimoto Eimi looked a little disappointed.

But soon, she could no longer care about the loss.

Because she had been pressed on the table by Natsu Yan in a posture that was not yet healed.

"No, I just think I should eat you first"

……

After the morning exercise, Natsuhiko and Hashimoto Eimi, who looked very full, ate a cold breakfast while watching the news that was constantly looping on the TV.

"……The famous host of Tokyo Channel checked into the US Embassy at 6 o'clock this morning……"

"Are these idiots not even pretending?"

Looking at the news that had appeared more than ten times within an hour, Xia Yan couldn't help but frowned and complained.

"Sir Xia Yan, they probably want you to have a conflict with the Americans (cbfj), and then involve the US military stationed in Japan."

"Want to find a way to assassinate him?"

Hashimoto Eimi said with a hoarse voice. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He was eating the breakfast he made little by little according to the tutorial.

It didn't seem like it was Looks very hungry

"No! Just bulldoze the embassy, ​​as I don't intend to keep that kind of thing on my future site."

Xia Yan said this with confidence.

Obviously after experiencing the war against the Self-Defense Forces, he has a clear understanding of his own strength.

He does not think that the so-called US military can do anything to him.

Although I don't know where the enemy's confidence comes from, but Xia Yan can already guess what they are thinking.

It is simply that he thinks that he can defeat the Self-Defense Forces because the Self-Defense Forces are too weak. If it is the US military, it will definitely be able to withstand the pressure with its strong combat effectiveness. , successfully contained himself.

He probably thought that with the equipment and combat literacy of the US military, IBM could be destroyed faster than he could summon it.

This exposed his flaws and found an opportunity to attack the main body.

But!

You know, he was following him When the Guards fought, they won head-on without using any tactics or anything like that.

Apart from anything else, no army could handle the fact that a black ghost could become invisible.

Others could I saw the black ghost he released because he unleashed his murderous intent on everyone without any restraint, but it doesn't mean that Xia Yan can't control his murderous intent on others.

Even if the worst result occurs, he really can't be defeated Can also escape[]

Although he hasn't tried it yet, he can actually teleport using Apparition.

When he got angry, he teleported all the way to Amei, letting this world policeman feel the pain.

You know, among the abilities obtained by JOJO Xia Yan, the one with the strongest destructive power to the environment in a single round is not the magician's red flame that can melt steel instantly.

It's the substitute ability of that fat Arab guy who doesn't even have a name.——

——sun!

If he wanted to, he could make any country understand how great Hou Yi's actions were.

"As expected of Sir Xia Yan! You are the strongest!"

After hearing Natsuhiko's answer, Hashimoto Eimi's eyes flashed with obsession.

If before Natsuhiko defeated the Self-Defense Forces, she only regarded him as a spiritual support and a dependence that she could not leave.

In After Xia Yan won the victory, she had completely regarded Xia Yan as a god-like existence.

But what she said made Xia Yan feel a slight chill in his waist.

There was a vague feeling of phantom pain.

Could this bitch be a concubine? Damn it?

Why do you always put up flags for yourself?