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Chapter 52: Studies (Part 2)

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Gin threw the corpse of Feish’s room in the corner and shouted, “It’s not enough, you have to change the angle and use another method.”

Someone who lies on the floor came back to life and asked, “What kind of angle? What kind of method?”

“It’s to get things down circularly …”

“It’s more circular than we are now. What are we doing now?” Feisha was sitting slowly. “And I just market his pant coats if you pay 100 gold coins.”

“I’ll get the second money for 100 gold coins,” Gin always went to her. “I am not your father’s husband, you are my amazing son of Nepirit.

Feisha presses slowly: “Oh, never, I have to give up.

“No” Gin grabbed her hand. “Halfway things are not my style”

“Do not you go on your way? How did God enter Almedand’s arms?

“At least we will have something.” Gin was worried about the cross eye. “How about you? I tell you nothing else, are there cloths?”

Feisha pushed down the corner.

Mr Jin said: “It’s absurd to believe that we will only succeed if I help you, it will always be false to help, I have decided, I will now drink a firewood under the kettle” [1]

Feisha turned his head and cheered on the face of others. “Why do you feel that my whole body is listening to you?”

Jin presents a very important expression that “you may have a cause for Parkinson’s disease.

“… I did not have Parkinson’s disease, I want death to kill Jin.

They were back at Issefer’s room again.

Feisha looked at Gina’s wrists and asked funny. “Have you not said that you came here and met with him? Why did you find a family-owned family?

Gin brutally replied: “What is the fate of the family? Wine: was there no word in wine? Is that true? That’s why he learned what you really can think of.

Feisha said: “Do you really think that he is telling the truth after drinking his wine?

Gin began to leave.

Feisha soon left her and laughed at him: “Of course, he takes away the truth, he takes the truth.

Gin hit his eyes.

“He takes the pearl …”

Geeen looked to heaven.

“Spy drawer ball! Seven dragon balls!”

He bowed his head and asked, “What is this?

“Oh … this is … they are in the orbit of the seven dragons Oh, do not talk about it Do you believe you are sure about it?

“… I came in, you’re not, why are you so nervous?

Feisha replied to his forehead: “I’m nervous because you’re alone.

“I can relax when I do things.” Glin released his hand and on his shoulder, “Thinking with me and fuse, thinking of God and Almedand,” before I bend down the paths to hold the box.

Feisha said: “This is in my personal record.

“We are brushes, we should not tattoo each other”.

“I …”

Gin did not even think that he would continue and immediately go through the door.

Feisha ran as a rocket to the pool and first planted it in the water.

Issefel opened the door in time to see a huge splash in the pool.

It laughed. “I just finished blowing my nose, I definitely threw it in a cloth.”

Isefer: “…”

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I said that Issepel is always on the move.

The door is closed.

Half second time

Feisha stroked her head from the pool and closed the middle finger of the door tightly. “You are a lot of sneezing, there are a lot of all your families!

In order to actually see it, Jin went to the bathroom, especially to catch a long list of toilet paper, and always pumping his nose even after insertion of the wine.

Icefel sat on the couch and took two glass windows. He then chose from the wine box.

It throws the necessary paper into the food properly. Going, he took a ski-shaped green wine. “It’s a fertile wine in the fairy-tale world, it’s perfect as an appetite.”

Issefel saw the label: “67%?

“Haha, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, be stronger,” did she relax a bit and wanted to drink an industrial spirit that is 100% alcoholic?

“…”

He released two full glasses and began to drink. “The beauty of a fruit wine is to drink it one by one and sweetness to melt the entire body.” Live! ”

“The sweetness of the sweetness is that it is sweeter than sweet! Live again!

“…”

“Beauty is good!

A glass of wine fell.

Jean’s speech began to open. “Which book do you read?”

“The Future of the Hearts of 3000 Years”.

“Will you go to hell?” He himself was a member of the Hell with his name. But since he came from the first day, Lucifer sent it here. In fact, he was never in hell. Therefore, its place in heaven and hell was quite complicated. “I always wanted you to return to heaven.

Isfel answered. “This is a series, I just finished reading” 3000 years to look for the future from heaven. ”

“… Has he changed things afterwards? It takes a slow look.” Oh, how is the future of hell?

“Average.

Suddenly I asked, “Do you like Feisha?”

With the hand that she even shut the glass of poor glass.

It was a bit of a move, but I could not escape from Jin’s eyes. He said: “Your past did not question this issue.

Surprised by Isafer’s eyes, “Hesaid?”

“Your past will not be emotionally and save people every minute.

“He is a weak person.”

“But he is not weak in the sense that you need your help whenever there is a danger.” Jin’s name strikes the nail on his head: “You still do not want to hurt him, Did you say you did not protect?”

The blackness of the emerald was shining with confusion.

“Compared to the temperature of the water … love can easily melt and soften the heart’s coolness.” Gin decided to take two bottles of wine from the box. For each bottle: “Why do not you try it?”

Isefer head down. The hand bottle was labeled with 75% alcohol content. He then lifted his face to see Jin’s bottle label in front of him.

– 15%.

Feisha was changed to a new set as soon as he returned to his room. He soon traveled along the stairs in preparation for a spot and to watch. He ran, looking at Shamal’s load from the problem.

“I can not see me, I do not see me, I do not see me …” Molde mumbled as he descended the wall and climbed up secretly.

Feisha …

“Fuck!” Feisha broke the wall before turning around. He saw that Shamal saw him. His sharp, narrow jaw appeared on his small round face, his eyes dark, his lips were very thin.

Feisha felt scared. “Have you taken the medicine?”

“…”

“Do not forget to eat what you eat, even if you are taking medicine, you need to protect your health, let us talk again, we go away.” Feisha Speaking, I ended up willingness to keep up the road.

But, although he was stepping forward, a small voice called “Feisha …” followed by her.

Feisha struck her hair with great anger: “If you have something to say, turn it off.”

“I saw naked.”

Please come and talk to me when you eat a nude.

Shamal lifted his head and eyes full of tears, “Antonio saw me naked.”

“Send the soldiers’ troops to their royal brothers, encourage them to remove their clothes and see a bare look!”

“But the shamal croaked a little bit,” I am very happy. ” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

“…” Feisha finally found out that he had met for the first time since he was born.

“And,” Shamal showed his index finger together and said quietly: “He looked like my body was badly bad after that day, I saw him after washing with cold water, but I still can help but I could not …”

“But what?” I was interested in Feish’s latest look.

“Okay,” Shamal saw above his feet. “Please tell me if I love her.

“Yes, fight! I believe that faith will move to the mountains, there will always be a day for your wedding ceremony.” Having heard the gadget, Faisher is ready to go. But it was obvious that Shamal did not want to let him go that easy. He caught her and asked, “Can you help me?”

“… huh?

Unfortunately, Shamal laughed: “In fact, I told it about my youngest brother. It’s clear that he will tell me that you are a profile and you need help. It’s the right choice.”

He knew what he knew. Why can people fall from the sky? As has been anticipated, a large scheme behind it was hidden.

Feish says a head injury or saying, “Good brother, the adult world is very complicated, Datiĝyado is not what you should do with your age.”

“Is not my age? How old are you? You are not thousands of years old?

“…” “We can not even live for a thousand years,” Feisha thought about herself badly. But now I’m doing something very important. Since I do not have time to visit you, I can win and prospect the likelihood of destiny.

Shamal asked: “Is something important and more important than my marriage?”

Feisha could not help but jump “fuck! If your marriage is important, is not there any problem with my marriage?

“…” Shamal saw him with wide eyes. “What is your marriage?”

Feish’s look moves from left to right, avoiding others.

“Oh, I know,” Shamal had a smiley smile.

“What do you know?” Fiesius acted indifferently to conceal his tension.

“You hit the gin, right?”

“…”

“Right, my ass for the good!” Feisha released her hand from others and drove.

After all, he came to the floor 30 to see that the Isfel door was open.

The hides held Gin with one hand when he left.

Gin’s face was red and weak on the other’s body. It was clear that he was unconscious.

“Well, Jin is fine?” But asking his face Feish’s smile curse fell on Gin’s head so that it could not be anything to him.

Shamal fled after Feisha and could catch him at that time. He kinda smiled, “Oh, you would like to sad you do not like it?” Clearly, he told him Jin, we are worried about him.

Now Feish’s greatest desire can be a huge hammer in his hand so he can attack him unconsciously!

Icefel sent Jin in advance. “Leave him to Hughes and he will know what to do.”

Shamal soon caught a gun. The body became very weak during the day without food and sleep. “But is not it good to Feisha go?

The eyes of the hide were difficult.

Shamal immediately pulled Jin down the stairs as a corpse.

When the sound of the wobble woke up, the earth suddenly was quietly lit.

Feisha said: “Horse, Shamal spoke of foolishness, you should not perceive his words as truth.

“Come here”

“Are you doing?” He lifted his head, looked at Iser and looked directly at him. It was an unexpected coward blow to her beautiful face.

“Come here,” Isefer repeated himself. His blow quickly disappeared.

“Oh,” crossed the Feisha rug.

Icefel suddenly stretched out his left hand, hidden behind his body. In their hands there were small short pairs of hands that looked like themselves.

Feisha saw the location of Isefel and briefly swam with “Ways …”.

“This is a new thing.”

“But I have not got a hundred …”

“100 yuan RMB. I get rid of it from my wages.” After the conversation, Issefur soon returned to his room, he closed the door.

Feisha threw soft trousers with a silly smile on her face. After a while he said: “… thank you.

His salary … I was able to actually buy trousers shoes!

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[1] Hook simply Takigitakigi, this means that you remove the fire / wood from the bottom of the boiler so that it literally stops steam. Therefore, in general, this means creating a fundamental solution to solve the roots of the problem.

[2] “…… My inability to get a golden forest, Ideo beat death money.” Is that a question.

Shikin Forest (Parsinsen) means Parkinson’s disease. Sounds like surmounting death (Pai Sijin), which means killing Jin.

[3] “Do you want to answer?”

In China, are you connected to see that it’s bad to grab a star, or the boards will ask for the effect of a wine gin?

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Chapter 52: Investigation (Part 2)

Translated by Rui
If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.

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Gin dragged Feisha’s ‘corpse’ into the corner of the room and exclaimed, “This isn’t enough. We should change an angle, and use a different method.”

Someone who was lying straight on the floor came back to life and asked, “What angle? What method?”

“That is…. To get to the bottom of things in a circuitous way.”

“There’s a way that’s even more circuitous than what we’re doing now?” Feisha sat up slowly, “And I almost got ahold of his pants just then… if you were willing to lend a hundred gold coins.”

“Buying a pair of second hand underwear for a hundred gold coins,” Gin ruthlessly rolled his eyes at him, “I’m not a sucker who’s your father, and nor are you my prodigal unfilial son.”

Feisha slowly crawled back up, “Oh. Then nevermind, I should just give up.”

“No.” Gin grabbed onto his arm, “Giving up halfway is not my style.”

“Tch. You don’t give up halfway? Then how could Dia run into Almedande’s arms?”

“At least we used to have something.” Gin squinted at him cross eyed, “What about you? Let’s not talk about anything else right now, but do you have the underwear?”

Feisha depressingly crouched down in the corner.

Gin said, “It’s ridiculous to believe that we will only succeed if you help me and we will always fail if I help you. I have decided, we will take away the firewood from under the cauldron this time![1]”

Feisha turned his head around and gave the other a resentful look, “Why do I feel like my entire body is cramping up after listening to you?”

Gin displayed an extremely serious expression, “You might have Parkinson’s disease.”

“… I haven’t got Parkinson’s disease. I want to slap Gin to death[2].”

They were in front of Isefel’s room again.

Feisha looked at the box in Gin’s arms and curiously asked, “Didn’t you say you came here to confabulate with him? Why did you bring your family belongings with you?”

Gin grumpily replied, “What family belongings, this is wine! Haven’t you heard of the saying ‘in wine there is truth? This way, we can learn of what he really thinks of you.”

Feisha said, “Do you really think he’ll speak the truth after drinking your wine, and not get a stye instead[3]?”

Gin turned around to leave.

Feisha quickly pulled him back and laughed with him, “Of course he’ll spit out the truth, spit out the truth.”

Gin rolled his eyes.

“He’ll spit out pearls….”

Gin gazed at the sky.

“Spit dragon balls! The seven dragon balls!”

Gin lowered his head and asked, “What’s that?”

“Uh… that’s… they’re orbs made from seven dragons. Oh, let’s not talk about that. Do you have confidence? Are you certain about this?”

“… I’m the one going in, not you. Why are you so nervous?”

Feisha replied with a frown, “The reason why I’m nervous is because you’re the one going inside.”

“You can feel rest assured when I do things.” Gin bent his knee to hold the box up, before freeing his hands and patting the other on the shoulder, “Think about me and Hughes, think about Dia and Almedande.”

Feisha dully said, “That should be put in my personal records.”

“We’re bros, let’s not be so stingy with each other.”

“I…”

Gin didn’t wait for him to continue and instantly pressed the doorbell.

Feisha ran to the swimming pool like a rocket and planted himself head first into the water.

Isefel opened the door just in time to see huge splashes splatter in the pool.

Gin hollowly laughed, “I just finished blowing my nose and I accidentally threw the tissue in there.”

Isefel: “…”

Gin patted the box and said, “We haven’t drunken together in ages. Is this a good time?” He tried his best to squish inside as he asked.

Isefel speechlessly moved out of the way.

The door closed.

A split second later.

Feisha poked his head out of the swimming pool and viciously stuck his middle finger at the door, “You’re a pile of snot! Your whole family is a pile of snot!”

In order to make it seem real, Gin specially went to the bathroom to grab a long roll of toilet paper and constantly blew his nose after he placed the wine down.

Isefel sat on the sofa and took out two wine glasses. He then began to choose from the wines in the box.

Gin conveniently threw the toilet paper into the bin. He then walked over and grabbed out a green wine bottle that was in the shape of a gourd, “This is fruit wine from the Fairy world. It’s perfect as an appetiser.”

Isefel glanced at the label, “Sixty seven percent?”

“Haha, don’t rush, don’t rush. There are even stronger ones later on.” Gin paused for a moment and grabbed a clear bottle before saying, “Or do you want to drink the industrial spirit that’s 100% alcohol?”

“…”

Gin poured two full glasses and started drinking. “The beauty of fruit wine is to drink it all in one go and let the sweetness melt your entire body. Cheers!”

“The beauty of the sweetness, is that it’s sweeter than sweet! Cheers again!”

“…”

“The beauty of it is to cheers!”

An entire bottle of wine was downed.

Gin’s discourse began to open up, “What book are you reading?”

“The 3000 Year Future Prospect of Hell.”

“Do you plan to go to hell?” Isefel was a member of hell in name. However, since the first day he descended, he was sent here by Lucifer. The truth was, he had never been to hell. Therefore, his place in heaven and hell was quite tricky. “I always thought that you wanted to return to heaven more.”

Isefel replied, “This is a series. I’ve already finished reading ‘The 3000 Year Future Prospect of Heaven’.”

“…” Was he overthinking things then? Gin slowly wiped his face. “Oh. Then how is Hell’s future looking?”

“Average.”

Gin suddenly asked, “Do you like Feisha?”

The hand that Isefel was holding the wine glass with faintly halted.

Even though this was just an extremely small movement, it couldn’t escape Gin’s eyes. He sighed, “Your past self wouldn’t have hesitated with this question.”

Isefel’s eyes showed astonishment, “Hesitation?”

“Your past self wouldn’t sentimentally go and rescue people all the time either.”

“He’s a weak human.”

“But he’s not weak to the point where he needs your assistance every time there’s danger.” Gin’s words hit the nail on the head, “Could you still say that you didn’t protect him because you didn’t want to see him get hurt?”

A flash of confusion flashed in Isefel’s pitch black eyes.

“Compared to water temperature… love can more easily melt the coldness in one’s heart and make it softer.” Gin decided to just grab out two wine bottles from the box, one for each of them, “Don’t you want to try it?”

Isefel lowered his head. The bottle in his hand was labelled with 75% alcohol content. He then lifted his gaze to see the label on Gin’s bottle directly in front of him.

―― Fifteen percent.

Feisha returned to his room and quickly changed into a new set of clothes. He then instantly ran up the stairs, ready to find a spot and observe. He ran halfway when he saw Shamal walk up laden with troubles.

“Can’t see me, can’t see me, can’t see me…” He softly mumbled as he stuck against the wall and secretly walked upwards.

“Feisha…”

“Fuck!” Feisha depressingly hit the wall before turning around. He saw Shamal pitifully looking at him. A sharp chin had started appearing on his small round face, his eyebags had gotten darker and his lips were extremely pale.

Feisha was dumbfounded, “Did you take drugs?”

“…”

“You must take care of your health even when you take drugs. Remember to eat. I’ll take my leave now, we’ll talk another time.” Feisha finished talking and prepared to continue to make his way up.

However, before he even took one step, a gloomy voice echoed behind him, “Feisha….”

Feisha pulled at his hair in great anger, “If you have something to say then spit it out.”

“I was seen naked.”

Feisha rolled his eyes, “Come talk to me when you get eaten up naked!”

Shamal lifted his head, his eyes full of tears, “Antonio saw me naked.”

“Then incite your royal brother to send over troops of armies to strip his clothes off so you can see him naked too!”

“But,” Shamal’s cheeks were slightly flushed, “I feel very happy.”

“…” Feisha finally realised, that he had encountered the first exhibitionist since he was born.

“And,” Shamal pointed his index fingers together and softly said, “After he washed me with cold water that day, my body clearly did not feel hot anymore. Yet, when I saw him I still couldn’t help but…”

“But what?” Feisha’s interest in the latest gossip was awakened.

“Get a boner.” Shamal looked down at the tip of his feet, “Say, am I in love with him?”

“Yes. Fight! I believe that faith will move mountains. There will always come a day when I will drink your wedding wine.” After hearing the gossip, Feisha was ready to leave. However, it was clear that Shamal didn’t want to let him off so easily. He grabbed him and asked, “You’ll help me right?”

“….Huh?”

Shamal brazenly laughed, “Actually, I’ve already told brother Dia about this. He told me that you’re a pro, and that finding you for help is definitely the correct choice.”

He knew it, he knew it. How could such good gossip just fall from the sky? As expected, an even bigger scheme was hidden behind it.

Feisha scratched his head and gently said, “Be good little brother. The world of adults is very complicated. Dating isn’t something you should be doing at your age.”

“Not for my age? Then how old do I need to be? You humans can’t even date when you’re a thousand years old?”

“…” ‘Us humans can’t even live for a thousand years’ Feisha bitterly thought to himself. “But right now I have something very, very, very important to do. I don’t have time to attend to you. So you can just grasp at straws and try your luck with coincidences.”

Shamal asked, “Something very important? What could be more important than my marriage?”

Feisha couldn’t help but jump up, “Fuck! If your marriage is important, is my marriage not important then?!”

“…” Shamal’s looked at him with wide eyes, “Your marriage? Which one?”

Feisha’s gaze shifted from left to right, avoiding the other person.

“Aha! I know.” Shamal displayed an affectinate smile.

“What do you know?” Fiesha acted indifferently to conceal his nervousness.

“You have a crush on Gin, right?”

“…”

“Right right right, right my ass!” Feisha freed his hand from the other’s grasp and ran upstairs.

He finally arrived at floor thirty to see Isefel’s door open.

Isefel was holding a drunken Gin with one hand as he walked out.

Gin’s entire face was red as he weakly hung on the other person’s body. It was clear that he was unconscious.

“Uh, is Gin okay?” Feisha inquired with a smile on his face, but on the inside he had already rained curses on Gin’s head for not being able to do anything right.

Shamal ran after Feisha and just so happened to catch up to him at that very moment. He smiled teasingly, “Oh, and you say you don’t have a crush on Gin? You clearly like him, feel anxious for him, and can’t bear to go a minute without seeing him!”

Feisha’s greatest wish right now was to have a huge hammer in his hand so he could knock him unconscious!

Isefel indifferently threw Gin over, “Hand him to Hughes, he’ll know what to do.”

Shamal hurriedly caught Gin. Days of going without food and sleep had caused his body to become very weak. “But, isn’t it better to get Feisha to go?”

Isefel’s eyes stiffened.

Shamal instantly dragged Gin down the stairs as if he was dragging a corpse.

As the cracking sounds faded, the floor suddenly became quiet.

Feisha anxiously looked around, “Um, Shamal was talking nonsense. Don’t take his words as the truth.”

“Come here.”

“Huh?” He lifted his head up to discover Isefel staring directly at him. There was an almost imperceptible shy blush on his handsome face.

“Come here.” Isefel repeated himself. His blush quickly disappeared.

“Oh.” Feisha obediently walked over.

Isefel suddenly extended his left hand that had been hidden behind his body. There was a pair of swim shorts in his hands that looked the exact same as his own.

Feisha watched Isefel place the swim shorts in his hand in a daze, “Yours…”

“It’s new.”

“But I don’t have a hundred…”

“A hundred RMB[4]. I’ll deduct it from your wage.” After speaking, Isefel quickly returned to his room and closed the door.

Feisha held the swim shorts with a dumb smile on his face. It wasn’t until a while later that he blurted out, “….Thank you.”

His wage… could indeed buy a pair of swim shorts!

T/N

[1] 釜底抽薪 It literally means to take away the fire/wood from beneath the cauldron so the water will stop steaming. So, generally it means to come up with a fundamental solution that will solve the root of the problem.

[2]  “……我不是得了帕金森。我是想拍死金。” is a pun.

帕金森 (PaJinSen) means Parkinson’s Disease. It sounds similar to 拍死金 (PaiSiJin) which means to slap Gin to death.

[3] “你确定他喝了你的酒之后是吐真言，不是长针眼？”

In China, getting a stye is associated with looking at ‘naughty’ things, so Feisha is questioning the effect of Gin’s wine.

[4] 人民币 Chinese currency (RMB)

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