"Sorry, as this week's 'disciplinary committee', I have the 'private execution power' for those of you who have skipped your rotation and violated the rules!"

Although the age gap is not too big, there is an insurmountable gap called the "rapid growth period of youth" in terms of body size between four-year elementary school students and junior high school students.

"Ahem, since you already know your mistake, as punishment for sneaking away, you two will be responsible for all kitchen cleaning after dinner!"

He showed the two of them the word "Fengji" on his red armband. The tall and thin boy grinned and stretched out his hand, tucked the heads of the two who were less than his shoulders under his arm, and walked towards the kitchen.

"What, isn't that your job today? What kind of punishment is this?!"

"Damn Ryoma, when I enter the developmental period, I will definitely come to avenge this."

Five minutes later, the two boys with bruised noses and faces were already standing reluctantly in the humble kitchen peeling potatoes.

"Hey, these two guys with excess hormones, brainwashed by extreme movies in the video studio, and only know how to fight and kill, can't stop at all if they don't arrange some physical work."

And the tall and thin boy wearing a military armband was leaning against the door with his arms folded and smiling smugly.

"Yo, Sousuke and Yukipei, did they fight again?"

At the same time, a middle-aged man holding a thick book and wearing black-rimmed glasses passed by the door of the kitchen, and looked curiously at the two who were "reforming through labor" inside: "This time, it seems to be quite hurt. Is it heavy?"

"No, the injury wasn't that serious at first, it was all after Longma..."

"That's right, how could my well-developed weakness attack leave such obvious trauma!"

Hearing the ridicule in the other party's tone, the two boys who were peeling potatoes could only look like they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and muttered softly.

"President Qingren, don't worry, as long as I'm here, these two thorns will behave properly!"

Seeing the person coming, the tall and thin boy quickly stood at attention and raised his hand in a nondescript salute.

"Oh, Ryoma, I've made you worry. You are the only one who can hold these two wild boys in the whole little Daisy..."

Nodding, the middle-aged man gently patted his shoulder and handed him an apple.

"Unlike you, who has a bright mind, Sousuke and Yukihira are both straight-minded, full of blood and easy to get on, and if you are not careful, you will be led astray... Promise me, if they go the wrong way in the future, you must remind me more them."

This dean has always had a bad appetite, and often left his share of food to the growing children.

"Understood, I will definitely watch over these two boys. If they dare to mess around, my 'Little Daisy's ancestral ruthless trembling' will never be tolerated!"

Looking at the middle-aged man's increasingly warm and dazzling smile, as if he was about to melt into the noon sun, the tall and thin boy shoved the apple into his mouth while promising...

"Yijun, wake up!"

A golden light flashed for a while, and before the second, Ryoma only felt a pain in his face.

"I've said it before, it was before the second! Hiss, it hurts..."

Reaching out his hand to touch his slightly swollen and red cheeks, he looked around in confusion.

"I was dreaming just now?"

What gradually became clear in the slightly wet eyes was the broken, twisted and pitch-black interior of the carriage.

"Eh?! What kind of **** is this..."

In his hand, I don't know when there was an extra piece of shriveled eyeball wrapped in talisman paper, so scared that Ryoma hurriedly threw it aside.

"That's right, the 'big head' just now seems to have an ability similar to that of a 'nightmare', which can make people fall into a dream..."

Nia, who was beside him, looked at his palm with a pale face.

"Fortunately, the Lord held up a small umbrella for me."

In her palm, there was a trace of a cross burned by something.

She was careless just now, but she also accidentally said, fortunately, there is a sacred object on her body that wakes her up in time.

"Big, big head... I remember!"

After being reminded by Niya, the scene of looking at the huge human face flooded into Ryoma's mind before the second.

"That pair of eyes is very evil, as soon as they meet..."

The seemingly endless blood-colored vortex in the opponent's eyes that seemed to be able to engulf all consciousness made him terrified for a while.

"By the way, where did that person go?!"

Before the second, Ryoma stood up and looked into the opposite carriage.

"people?"

There, Higashino Yukihira in a black robe, holding a blood blade, stood alone and proudly where the huge head was originally.

"Although I don't know where this guy came from, just judging from the stench in the blood, he no longer has a trace of 'human taste'."

At his feet, there was a pool of minced meat that seemed to have been cut by a sharp object, and the huge facial features could be vaguely recognized from it...

"Impossible... I'm the dream spirit of the 'complete body'... Why didn't you go to sleep obediently?!"

Even so, those pieces of meat still stubbornly howled and wriggled, trying to piece together their original peerless face.

Mengling is a ghost in the legend whose main body is a head-like ghost, which can easily make people fall into a dream, and then play with the target in the palm of the hand in the dream.

"I see! It turns out that this guy...isn't human..."

Among the flesh and blood on the ground, that eyeball, which was still intact, stared at Yukihira Higashino with a malicious and mocking gaze: "We are also committed to the night, why are you hindering us?!"

As a dream spirit, it has the terrifying ability to make any creature "dream" instantly.

But the man in front of him, who had no spiritual power fluctuations and was full of **** smell, could easily reject its "dream", and his identity was naturally ready to be revealed...

"Humph~lightnovelpub.net~ Commitment to the dark night, so what?"

Higashino Yukihira raised his hand gently, and countless blood droplets of scarlet blood came out of the piece of meat, and gathered in the air towards his palm...

"Even if I can't stand under the sun, in this shadow, I can only be alone!"

"No, don't... I finally managed to..."

Before the shattered human face could finish speaking, it was already under the drop of blood, quickly withered and shriveled, and turned into a fine sand: "Dare to be the enemy of hundreds of ghosts...you...will not have good end..."

"Tsk, it's too much nonsense."

Higashino Yukihira flicked his fingertips, and gritty blood crystals fell down.

"I... wait, this is not the miracle I chose..."

As the dream spirit disappeared, a man in black robe who was lying on his seat "silently eating" woke up.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

With the tragic mourning, his body under the black robe began to twist, swell, and change into various shapes...

"Finally, it's Uncle Ben's turn to come!"

Three seconds later, a giant "savage" with one eye and one foot, thick hands, and long black hair burst out from under the black robe and charged towards the nearest Higashino Yukihira!

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