The daily life of the substitute messenger

Miyamizu Sanye was buried in the soil and brought to the coffee shop.

The maid lady in a maid costume stood beside her with a smile and handed her the menu intimately.

"What does the master need?"

"Thank you, thank you..." Miyasui Sanye's eyes tugged, and she always felt that it was different from the coffee shop in her impression.

When she looked at the menu, her eyes lit up.

Cappuccilo.

Mocha.

Latte.

"This is indeed a coffee shop!" Miyasui Sanye was convinced.

"I'll have a cup of mocha and an omelet of rice. Tsuchima said to the maid.

"Yes, master. The maid smiled and nodded, and went to prepare the order for the burial in the earth.

"Has Qian-san decided to do something better?" asked Doma.

"Hmm... Want to drink mocha... The latte seems to be good, this cold brew sounds so high-end..."

Miyasui Sanye fell into a difficult choice.,I don't know which one is better.。

"That's right... Tsuchima-san?" Miyasui Mitsuha called tentatively.

She finally remembered that there was such a thing as a mobile phone, and the person who talked the most in Qianshengyi's address book was a person named Buried in the Soil.

Could it be the one in front of you?

Hearing the name of Miyasui Sanye, Tsuchima frowned.

"That's not what it's called, is it?"

A cold sweat broke out on Miyasui Sanye's forehead, did he guess wrong.

"Didn't classmate Qian keep calling me by my name, it's really strange today. "Buried in the soil to examine the dry saint.

"Buried?"

"Uh-huh!"

Miyasui Sanye breathed a sigh of relief, put on a smile again, and said, "Xiao Bury thinks I will order something?"

Since he didn't know what to choose, he simply left the decision to someone else, and Miyasui Sanye felt that he was really a little clever ghost.

"If you're a dry student, you might order a latte. "I'm not sure if I'm buried in the ground, because I haven't seen Qianshengyi drink coffee much.

Miyasui Sanye nodded, "Then it's going to be a latte, thank you." "

She handed the menu to the maid.

The maid smiled and said, "I see, do you need some dessert?"

Miyasui Sanye's expression froze, and he looked helplessly at the earth burial.

"I think I know how to order mousse cakes. Tsuchima thought about it and said.

"Just get that!" said Miyasui Mitsuha with a smile.

"Okay, wait a minute. "

Soon, coffee and desserts, as well as earth-buried on the table.

Miyasui Sanye looked at the delicate cake and picked up his mobile phone to take pictures.

Although it is in a dream, I still hope to preserve these beautiful things.

After a small bite of the cake, Ye squinted.

"It's so real, it's so delicious! "

Tsuchima buried on the side and ate omelet rice while wondering, just eating a cake, is it so exaggerated?

Qianshengyi usually gives her the feeling of being mature and stable, but this looks like it is not bad, is it called contrast cute?

When I came out of the coffee shop, it was almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Miyasui Mitsuha received a call from Shizuka Hiratsuka again.

"Where the hell are you?"

Even a fool can hear the anger in Hiratsuka's voice.

"I waited from half past ten to noon to get out of class, and I waited for more than an hour, did you come back from abroad!"

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Miyasui Mitsuha was startled.

"So where the hell are you now?"

"Uh... Tokyo?"

"Toot toot..."

Hiratsuka felt that she had been tricked and hung up the phone angrily.

Tsuchima saw that something was wrong with Miyasui Sanye and asked, "What's wrong?"

Miyasui Sanye said with the idea of breaking the jar and breaking it: "Forget it, it's a dream anyway." "

She was going to leave it alone.

It's rare to dream of Tokyo, isn't it a waste if it's not fun?

......

......

When I opened my eyes, the ceiling this time was finally familiar.

Qianshengyi looked around, it was a familiar room.

"Did you get it back?"

The platinum star appeared beside him, holding a mirror in which he was indeed himself.

After a day of life in the countryside, Qianshengyi finally hid back to the ownership of his body!

Although I still haven't figured out the principle of exchange.

I have a vague impression of what I experienced yesterday. It's like a dream.

But yesterday's events are undoubtedly the personal experience of Qianshengyi!

Qianshengyi picked up his phone to check.

He made several calls to his mobile phone yesterday, all of which went unanswered.

He turned on his phone to check the communication history, and it was the same as he guessed.

There are no missed calls and the phone's functionality is normal.

In this case, his call must have been interrupted by some mysterious force.

Yesterday's memory was indeed weakened, and Qiansheng denied the idea that this was an enemy stand-in attack.

Even if there really was a stand-in who could exchange souls at will, it was unlikely that he would be tricked without him realizing it at all.

There are other mysterious powers in this world besides stand-ins... This is the idea of Qianshengyi.

Qiansheng looked at the time, seven o'clock in the morning.

Now it is imperative to know what 'self' did yesterday!

It just so happened that at this time, Hiratsuka Jing called over.

"Hello?"

"Hey you're big!" Hiratsuka was full of anger as soon as she spoke, "You were very bold yesterday, and you turned off your mobile phone directly in the afternoon?"

"I... I think it can be explained..."Qiansheng hid his face, thinking that the country girl named Miyasui Sanye was really bold, and even Hiratsuka Jing dared to provoke her.

"What else is there to explain!" Hiratsuka laughed angrily.

It's the first time she's been a teacher for so many years and it's the first time she's encountered this situation, if it weren't for Chihiro Chihiro pulling her, she would have rushed to Qiansheng's house yesterday night to give him an iron fist of love!

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