Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew.

The little snowman held in the palm of the chief executive's hand was suddenly blown away.

"Ah! Mr. Hijikata was blown up to the sky!"

"Soji...what are you kidding about?"

Because he and Kondo were making rice cakes together, Hijikata walked out of the thorn with his hands covered in flour and his face covered with black lines.

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"Oh! Sanosuke, you are very good at cleaning!"

Nagakura, who was assigned to the sweeping task together with Harada, marveled at the spotlessly clean floor that Harada had cleaned.

"After all, I am a spear player!"

Harada smiled naively, with a confident smile on his face that came from nowhere.

"Those who are good at using a spear are of course good at using a broom - isn't that a matter of course?"

"Huh? Is there any inevitable causal connection between the two?"

"Because they are very long."

"...talking to you feels like it will make me stupid!"

…

Conversations and interactions similar to this can be heard endlessly in today's trial defense hall.

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My state was a little bit worse yesterday, so the number of words was a little less. I will try to write more tomorrow (Leopard Head Crying.jpg)

I mean, do any book friends have a guess at what task Tianzhang Academy plans to hand over to Qingdeng on January 1st?
Chapter completed!