"Wait, why are you staring at me all of a sudden? What's wrong with my appearance, why is it so superficial, and you can tell people's sexual interest in one sentence only by appearance?!"

Looking at the nun in front of him who was staring at him with the eyes of her prey for some reason, and at the back of the corridor, in the elevator that was about to close, waving goodbye to Fujiwara Takumi, Araki Sosuke felt like a stubborn stubbornness in his throat, not vomiting unpleasantly.

"Besides, who signed a male slave contract with that guy? Even if it is signed, no matter how you look at him, he should be the slave!" Remember "→m." on the mobile phone for a second to provide you with wonderful \\ novel reading .

"Everyone, the written test starts in five minutes. Please enter and take your seat as soon as possible according to the number plate you received."

At the same time, the loudspeaker in the corridor sounded a notice about admission for the written test.

"Written test... OK... OK, I'll go right away... Yes, take a seat..."

As soon as the word "written test" was mentioned, Sousuke Araki seemed to be awakened by countless painful memories of the past, and he no longer wanted to gossip with this nun.

With a slight sweat on his forehead, he walked slowly towards the examination room with the flow of people stiffly.

"Hey, you guy, shouldn't it be as strong and hollow as a 1.8-caliber water pipe, and you will surrender your gun in a few seconds when faced with extreme exercises?"

It seemed that he had discovered someone's weakness, and the wicked nun came from behind with the same nasty teasing as always.

"But... Damn... No matter how bad I am, I won't lose to you a foreigner in this all-Japanese exam..."

...

In the quiet examination room, only the sound of pencils "swiping" can be heard.

"Damn it, although I was lucky enough to get the golden position, the people on the left and right don't look very reliable, and they don't seem to be able to form an alliance."

Sitting in the last row, Sousuke Araki stared stiffly at the densely packed and completely incomprehensible questions on the exam paper in front of him.

On his left, the Indian ascetic is sitting on the "suspended prop chair" that he comes with, holding his wand in a "suspended" state, shaking his head and doing the questions, and drinking a self-produced "evil spirit" from time to time Back off the water."

This guy is just doing random graffiti, and even put the paper upside down.

To his right, the old gypsy woman was closing her eyes, touching the cracked half crystal ball in one hand, and scribbling on the test paper with a pencil in the other.

Hey, even if you write abcd with your eyes closed, please fill in the answer in the box anyway.

His gaze slowly moved to the upper right not far away...

There, the nun named Niya was carefully lifting up her miniskirt and poking her little hand into it...

"Oh?"

Seeing this scene, Araki Sect's interface squinted with blush, as if looking forward to the further expansion of the other party's skirt.

I saw that Niya took out a small piece of paper from under the skirt without a trace at a skilled hand speed, and copied it seriously.

Is that so, cheat sheet...

Seeing this scene, Sousuke Araki nodded thoughtfully.

Really, the original and effective ****** method.

The utility knife before seems to have been pulled out from there...

Speaking of which, where are so many things under the miniskirt?

As the nun made a slightly larger range of motion, the skirt jumped up abruptly, revealing the bottom...

A pair of safety pants with several pockets.

"Tsk, the four corners, it's really unexpectedly poor."

Before he could take his eyes off the nun's dazzling long legs, he saw the other party gently pull the collar forward, revealing the inside of the full, round, bottomless ravine, with a piece of paper full of cheat sheets attached to it. strip.

So, is there one there?

"It's time to close the net..."

When it was too late, Sousuke Araki saw the opportunity and lifted the blindfold up.

His amber-clear golden pupils began to shrink and enlarge repeatedly like a camera adjusting the focus.

Not far away, the cheat sheet on the inside of the nun's robe instantly magnified, and it became clear in his eyes.

lanb, secret skill, eye of the void.

That's right, this is Sosuke Araki's lanb.

In the corridor before, he showed off to Fujiwara Takumi that he had good eyesight, not just talking.

After the Hell's Gate Incident, his left eye stereo vision ability was comparable to that of some large-screen mobile phone cameras with 40x zoom.

Even a man with no strands standing above the air conditioner outside the high-rise building on the opposite side could see clearly.

It can be said that people are doing it, and Sousuke Araki is watching.

As the Eye of the Void opened after a long absence, a stream of information poured into Sosuke Araki's mind.

"167...84...58...83...wait...I don't want these weird numbers...the answer?!"

When Sousuke Araki got rid of his distracting thoughts and focused his attention on the cheat sheet in the nun's chest, he suddenly fell into an ice cave...

"No!!!! This cheat sheet is in Italian. Why, even her test paper is in Italian?!" The fastest https://m.

Forcibly looking away from the nun's white and tender neckline and concluding his thoughts, Sousuke Araki bowed his head and laughed.

"Hmph, I have long known that you weak chickens are unreliable... My creed is that there is always a lanc in life!"

I saw him slowly stretch out his hands from the slightly longer cuffs ~lightnovelpub.net~...

"As far as the experience of cheating in exams is concerned, no one can match me who quit the extreme way and got into college by cheating on my own!"

Quickly checking the invigilator's sight, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the densely written small characters on the ten fingernails of his hands.

Do you think you're the only one who prepared cheat sheets?

lanc, god-level cheat sheet!

"Damn, I didn't miss any of the real questions written on the nails in advance... But luckily I still have..."

Then, he pretended to adjust the blindfold and looked at a white sheet of paper with "test center" printed on the inside of the blindfold.

"Damn it, the excerpts on the blindfold didn't hit the spot. Guys from the Soul Eliminator Association, are they updating the question bank every month?"

It's a pity that the questions in the written test this time seemed unexpectedly tricky, and they didn't even hit a similar knowledge point.

"Hmph, I lost Gunslinger No. 1 because of that **** Mediterranean Sea, and the Soul Eliminator Association updated the question bank again. It's really a desperate situation..."

After encountering setbacks one after another, Sousuke Araki was not discouraged at all, and pretended to naturally reach out to fasten the first button on the neckline and tighten the tie.

"However, do you think I am Sousuke Araki, a man who gives up easily?"

Mosimoxi, Lu Dou, can you see clearly?

Lowering his voice, Sousuke Araki said softly to the tie knot on his chest.

Zizi...such professional equipment, plus my office is on the ground floor downstairs of yours, I can't see clearly and can cut my abdomen...wait, it's too close, the button camera can't focus, you sit back a little... click...

Under the small piece of wig stuck to the back of his ear, in the hidden bone vibration earphones, came the sound of Hou Hai Ludou chewing potato chips.

land, off-field rescue!

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