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"No, no! You can't understand!"

"Yes, I just can't understand! So what?"

You --

Echoing in the Xibenyuan Temple, the solemn bell sounded in the northeast corner of the temple. A village called Taigu Tower, which is now used as a newly elected group, was immediately covered by the deafening roar. The plum trees planted in the neighboring villages seem to be branches that are trying to penetrate the gray sE clouds and stretch upward. They are covered by the new snow that fell last night. The scenery sE, which is considered by scholars to be particularly elegant, is destroyed without warning by the sudden roar, and also startles the birds that are perched on the branches.

What went away with the hasty flutter of wings was the tuneless singing. However, what followed was not a shrill scream, but a rebuttal not to be outdone. He stared down at the young man in front of him, his hands clenched and his whole body trembled. He had no reason to be stubborn. When he was three years old, he fell cH0U and was about to swear, but the second half of his sentence was automatically cut off.

"How can you know such a thing? I, I am also --"

"What is it anyway? I just worked as a handyman, and I just want to be a geisha? Don't be joking!"

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, you two. It's OK to let Mr. Fujimura listen to the plan!"

No matter how loud the noise is, it will alarm the abbot monk in the temple sooner or later.

Unable to see the past, Kondo Yong could not help but get up from the cushion and walk directly to the middle as the peacemaker. He, who has known Turkey for many years, naturally knows how to deal with the aftermath at this time. Even if he finally gets the result, it is still not far from the result of ruthless veto.

However, it was much better for General B to draw the attention of the temple party. After all, the temple party secretly supported the Tibetan people in Changzhou, but it was an unspoken fact.

"I have said it many times, Mr. Kondo! You should not talk so well every time. It will bother me!"

"Sorry, I still feel -"

As soon as the conversation turned, the spearhead suddenly turned to Director Kondo Yong, while he was regarded as an arrow target and bowed his head with a guilty conscience.

Although nominally it is the relationship between the director and the deputy director, it is not too wrong to think that the third year old Turkmen is the person who holds the real power, because Kondo Yong, the director, has to listen to the lecture with his head down.

Seeing the scolding getting louder and louder, and keeping silent all the time, General Manager Chongtian finally couldn't restrain cHa from saying, "What's the matter? I think Sakura is OK."

"Chief Secretary! How can you be like that?" Unexpectedly, the young man who was younger than himself also stood up for Tang Luoying. Earthwork's third year old just put down his anger and returned to the cushion. "Well... just listen and see! Alas!"

"Here's the thing, Fujimura --"

With a heavy sigh, he returned to the left side of the seat and put his folded arms into his sleeves.

Although the seriousness has not dissipated from the frown, the handsome face now looks much calmer when Yuanb was angry just now. But after catching the opportunity of this short concession, Kondo Yong cleared his throat and said, "We need you to pretend to be a geisha and get information from the population of Changzhou."

"Information... information?"

Tang Luoying expropriates land and repeats what Kondo Yong said. It was at this time that she suddenly realized what kind of task she was going to perform next.

Kyoto? Shimabara.