[Comprehensive] Graduate Employment Internship Experience

Hua Chun only thought his threat was a bluff, but although she had a suspicious background, she was indeed innocent, seeing that she had a place to live, she couldn't help but nod her head with joy.

"Thank you!" The girl showed a bright smile, "You are such a good person!!"

Prison stared at her smiling face silently, stared at her for a moment, and finally curled his lips, "Tsk."

But now that he has a place to live, no matter how unfriendly his attitude is, Hua Chun doesn't care about it anymore.In order to do something to prove that he is not the kind of brazen rubbish person, Hua Chun immediately took the bag from the prison temple in his hand.But those bags were too heavy. After walking a few steps, Gui Si saw her struggling to follow behind him, and with a troubled expression, he reached out and snatched the biggest one back.

"Thank you," Hua Chun said embarrassedly.She seemed to feel that she was a little useless, and felt that this young man who was cold outside and hot inside was really a gentle and good person, so she couldn't help but tried to talk: "Well, I saw that there are a lot of household items inside, and your house lacks so many something?"

Prison Temple gave a cold "Yes", and Hua Chun couldn't continue.

Most of the topics she was looking for, Prison Temple was not ready to continue, which made Huachun very embarrassed-maybe the other party didn't want to communicate with her?

But... Huachun really hoped to be friends with him - after all, he was the first person who showed warmth and kindness to her after she came to this strange world.

But if she wanted to get acquainted better, Huachun had to find a topic that would make him willing to talk and let her understand him better. She bit her lip and thought for a while, then tried to bring up another topic: "Well, that, you Take me back, do you want to tell the family?"

Anyway, Prison Temple doesn't look like an adult yet...

"I live alone." But her accusation made Gui Si frowned in annoyance.His tone was a little irritable, "You talk a lot."

Hua Chun suddenly shut up in frustration.

How can you be hated when you want something from others?

……

The place where Prison Temple lived soon arrived, it was a low-rise apartment.Hua Chun followed him upstairs, and saw that he was struggling to open the door with the bag in one hand and the key in the other, and was about to take the bag graciously, when the door opened with a click.

About to enter a house of a single heterosexual, Huachun became more nervous.Prison Temple glanced at the slippers on her feet, took the slippers from the shoe rack beside her and walked in.

Hua Chun noticed that the shoe rack was very empty—the prison temple family didn't seem to use any extra slippers.So she suddenly stood at the door a little awkwardly, seeing that the prison temple didn't seem to be aware of the predicament that she had no shoes to change, and she straightened up and walked in without saying a word.

"That, I..."

But before Hua Chun finished speaking, Prison Temple answered her without looking back, "Just come in with those shoes on, it doesn't matter."

After getting the permission, Hua Chun breathed a sigh of relief, she hastily and gently closed the door and walked in.

The house seemed a bit empty, except for the furniture necessary for life, the house was deserted, and it looked like it had just moved in.

From time to time, there were rustling sounds of plastic bags being rubbed against in the kitchen. Prison Temple was probably taking out the food bought from the supermarket.Hua Chun stood in the living room and hesitated for a moment, then looked at the living room on the left.There is a soft sofa in the small living room, facing the color TV. The other end of the living room is a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window is a balcony. Brand new white shirts and trousers are drying on the balcony. The style seems to be school uniforms. And the sunset glow has already filled the sky outside the window, and the warm sunlight shines on the white shirt, which looks very warm.

For a moment, something soft and warm touched Huachun's heart.

She stared blankly at the sunlight cast on the white shirt for a long while before turning her gaze back and approaching the kitchen.She leaned on the door frame carefully and poked her head into the kitchen, and saw that prison temple had casually tied her silver hair into a small braid behind her head, with a very serious expression... unpacking the bento bought in the supermarket...

Hua Chun glanced at the bag on the side, and found that the food inside... most of them were instant noodles.

Mr. Prison Temple...so...can't cook?

Well, forget it, just eat something.

"That... Lord Prison Temple, isn't he a mud bomber?" Hua Chun cheered up, trying to get closer.She looked curiously at the other party's silver hair, blue eyes, and the delicate face that clearly had mixed-race features.The prison temple gave an indifferent "hmm", but didn't raise his head to pay attention to her.

"Uh, then, where is Prison Lord from?"

"……Italy."

"Hey, Italy?" Hua Chun exclaimed, "I've never seen an Italian before! I heard that Italian men are very enthusiastic and romantic?" She remembered a joke about Italy and said it quickly , "It is said that the specialty of Italy is the mafia, is that true?"

The action of unpacking the prison temple paused, and he snorted coldly after thinking of something.

"Say, let's talk," Hua Chun continued to work hard with some frustration, "Why did Lord Prison come to Nibo? Are you studying abroad?"

This time, Guiji didn't answer any more. He seemed bored and said nothing. He took the bento out of the bag and put it into the microwave oven behind him as if he didn't hear anything. .However, when the prison temple turned around, his eyes glanced over her inadvertently, and saw her lowering her head in frustration, as if she wanted to approach clumsily, and seemed to see her mother again for a moment.

That weak and beautiful woman.

The expression that Prison Temple has seen most of her is a gentle smile, but occasionally, she can also feel that she is looking at him with sad and complicated eyes.

This woman named "Shenwei" looked restless and panicked. For some reason, he seemed to see the double image of his mother—the kind who followed him cautiously, and then every time he turned around, he panicked. The appearance of hiding.

So when he came to his senses, he was already chasing after that woman—as if he wanted to catch up with his mother who could only endure and love him—

I've grown up, Mom.

I have grown up, I have, can protect you.

So—even if you stand in front of me openly, it doesn’t matter—

"Tsk," Prison Temple looked away irritably, trying to endure his emotions as much as possible, "You said your name is Shenwei?"

[The triggerer triggers the skill [Face of Sealing the Truth] for the fourth time, and obtains the second-level status "I don't know why, there is no way to just leave it alone..."]

"Eh? Yes, yes." Hua Chun was taken aback by the system, and then nodded hastily.Prison Temple suddenly talked to her, is it because of the obtained state?Although it's a good sign for Huachun...but isn't he triggering this skill too often? ?Or is this frequency normal?

Hua Chun silently wrote it down for future reference.

"What a strange name." In the state of [I don't know why, there is no way to just leave it like this...], Prison Temple seemed to be a little gentler than when we first met, although his tone and expression were still far from ordinary. The meaning of friendship is a little farther away, "It doesn't seem to be a girl's name."

"You don't need to say that," Hua Chun laughed a few times, "This name is very cool. You see, Shenwei Shenwei means the one who acts the majesty of the gods and the majesty of the hunting gods."

Prison Temple sneered, "Sounds really arrogant."

Hua Chun's heart suddenly hummed.

The bosses of the two organizations that want to protect the world and destroy the world, of course the name should be a bit arrogant...

However, this was the first time that Yusi took the initiative to start a conversation, and showed his desire to continue communicating with her, so Hua Chun quickly replied: "Don't you think that Mr. Yusi is very handsome?"

Prison Temple's brows, which were always slightly frowned, suddenly frowned a little more, as if he did think for a moment, and then the microwave oven behind him suddenly made a huge explosion.

"Ah..." Hua Chun froze immediately.

But the prison temple folded his arms, showing an irritated look, "Tsk, cooking or something, it's really troublesome!"

... No, no, it's not something that everyone can do if you heat it up and explode! !

"I seem to be hindering you..." Hua Chun said with a twitching corner of her mouth, she watched the prison temple bent slightly, frowning and inspecting the thing that had turned into a plate of coke in the microwave oven, "I'm sorry, I'm not on purpose……"

"Since you are so self-aware, don't be so wordy." Prison Temple straightened up on his knees, his expression was as usual, as if he wrote the words "I'm very upset", "Sit on the sofa and don't move around! It's time to eat I will call you!"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Hua Chun immediately replied: "Okay, okay!"

But, eating... Will I really have something to eat later?

Hua Chun walked out full of hesitation, although he was very uneasy, but finally sat on the sofa obediently and turned on the TV.The news was broadcasting on the TV, Hua Chun was not interested in the news about Ni Hong, and was about to change the channel, when he saw a group of young and beautiful boys suddenly appearing on the screen.

This kind of introduction method with name and age written under a photo is generally used in China to introduce dead leaders and criminals-but those teenagers on TV, even if they are young in the anime world, it is impossible for them to be that high-level - so, are all the juvenile delinquents in the anime world so good-looking?

Just as she was thinking this way, she heard the announcer say: "...the heir of the Ichijo Group, Takuma Ichijo, and many other heirs of the international chaebol will enter this newly established private academy."

Following the introduction of the female anchor, a series of supposedly famous photos on the screen were replaced by the next picture, which looked like the gate of a school, and the wall at the gate read: "Black Master Academy."

"Ah, the legendary aristocratic school." Hua Chun sighed that it turned out to be rich and handsome, and then pressed the remote control. However, after tuning a few channels, she gradually lost interest in TV.

Hua Chun looked in the direction of the kitchen, hesitated for a moment, leaned on the sofa, and took out his mobile phone.

After looking through it, it turned out that after the so-called update, there were not only skill descriptions and task notifications, but looking at an icon called "Frequently Asked Questions for Newcomers", Hua Chun was about to open it, when he suddenly saw the gift-like icon next to it: Achievement Rewards.

Well?And rewards?