Text Volume 6 Young and frivolous_Chapter 0522 [Locked in a confinement room]

"Oh, why are you here?" Masaki Okamura thought that it was still a while before he left the meal, *xshuotxt/com

"Alas, don't mention it, my father always wanted me to be an officer, but I didn't want to be a soldier since I was a child, but my grades in school were not good, and then I dropped out of school and stayed at home all day

Playing games, indulging in games, you know? The next door asked as he spoke. Where did Masaki Okamura play any game, he simply didn't have the time and energy to play that,

So he replied, "I haven't played a game, so I don't know what addiction is." ”

"You haven't played a game, alas, it's a pity, it's fun to play games, I'm addicted to it, and the most enjoyable time is to play it for four days and four nights in a row, but after

My dad found out and said that he would send me to the base for training, and he said that if I continued to play like this, not only would I lose my mind, but even my body would gradually improve

is broken, and this game can be equated with drug use. When Masaki Okamura heard this, he was glad that he didn't get into the game, but in his heart

Wondering what kind of game makes people so addictive?

"But I've heard that it's not fun to be here, if you run into that gold medal instructor, saying that you have to train ordinary people to be superhumans, you can't peel off a layer of skin.

I'm really worried about whether my small physique can withstand it, but if I can get rid of my addiction, it can be regarded as saving my life in disguise, so let it be. Masaki Okamura listened

When the other party speaks upside down, it seems that he is a person with poor self-control, who does not manage his life and rest well, and can only rely on external forces to enforce constraints, but what about himself

Why are you here?

"Hey, why don't you speak, why are you here?" Hearing the other party's question, Masaki Okamura didn't know how to answer for a while, he couldn't tell him that he was hidden in the snow

I came here to further my studies, so I said: "I was sent by the leader of the unit, and I was originally a bodyguard. ”

"Wow, it's amazing, I'm really envious of you, if you are a bodyguard for a beautiful woman, then you will be beautiful all day long, in that case, my game addiction must be saved

。 When Masaki Okamura heard his words, he couldn't help but feel depressed, it turned out that his former profession was so sacred, and he blamed himself for not being able to cherish it, but he thought about it

I think that there are always variables in life, and you can't always do one job all the time, in that case, life will be too monotonous and boring.

"What is there to envy about being a bodyguard, worrying all day long, facing the test of life and death at any time, it is not as beautiful as you think." Masaki Okamura replied lightly.

"yes, hey, who is the person you protect, he must be a great big man, you must know that the people who can be sent here for training are very promising." Masaki Okamura

Hearing this, it was obvious that the other party was saying that he was already very promising, and when he asked, there was a knocking sound outside the door.

"If you don't talk about it, they will definitely be in trouble if they find out." Masaki Okamura heard what the other party said, stood up and walked towards the door, only then did he realize that the door was locked from the outside

There is only a small window that can be opened, Okamura Masaki opened the small window, leaned over and looked out, only to see two women standing outside the door, wearing white gowns and masks, no

Qing looks, but the one who serves the rice looks young, with big watery eyes and extraordinarily long eyelashes.

The other is a cart, a middle-aged woman with a fat body, her eyes are staring directly at Masaki Okamura in the small window, and she can see that Masaki Okamura's heart is hairy. young

The woman packed the meal in a metal lunch box, passed it through the small window, glanced at Masaki Okamura with her eyes, and then left. It turns out that there are women in it, too,

She must know a lot of things here, if only I could talk to her, Masaki Okamura couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart.

Okamura Masaki put the food on the table, only to see that there was a steamed bun inside, a ball of white rice, two kinds of stir-fried vegetables, one vegetarian and one meat, and a little pickles, I didn't expect it to be so simple, but Okamura Masaki has always had no requirements for eating, as long as he can eat enough, he gobbled it up, while thinking about how to get acquainted with the woman who delivered the food, there is a way to have one more friend, one more way, especially she looks like a beautiful woman.

Okamura Masaki didn't wait to eat, so he hurriedly took out a pen and notepad from the leather bag he was carrying, and wrote on it: "What's your name, I hope to get to know you." "Masaki Okamura originally wanted to write his name, but I felt that the first contact was too abrupt, but I tried it first to see the effect. Or say that this hand, in fact, it was learned from Fujiwara Norika, the two of them came and went back and forth, Hongyan passed the book, and it was also a pleasure to play.

After writing, Masaki Okamura tore the note off the notepad and pressed it under the metal box, and ate it again, it seems that this woman's experience is still very rich, and she can actually understand the amount of her own food, and after Masaki Okamura eats it all, she feels very full and comfortable, so she lies on the bed and rests, silently waiting for the arrival of the young woman in her heart, believing that she will come back soon to clean up the dishes.

I don't know how long it took, Okamura Masaki fell asleep in a daze, and heard a sharp knock on the door, Okamura Masaki hurriedly picked up the metal box and ran to the door, holding the bottom with his left hand, holding the written note in his hand, opening the small window and looking out, it was the young woman knocking on the door, the middle-aged woman with the cart was still staring at herself, Okamura Masaki hurriedly handed over the metal box, just when the young woman took it, Okamura Masaki deliberately pulled it again, and handed the note over with his left hand, The young woman was stunned for a moment, then held the note in her hand, and walked away quietly, Okamura Masaki has been watching the two people leave, and after a long time, I saw the young woman turn around, and glanced at Okamura Masaki affectionately, I didn't expect to be looked at by her, Okamura Masaki felt as if he was struck by lightning, and he left a deep imprint in his heart.

Masaki Okamura, who returned to the bed, looked at the smooth wall, and was puzzled in his heart, what the hell, this is obviously a prison, how to treat him the same as a prisoner here, but no one can talk to him, after all, Masaki Okamura has always been free, in this kind of restrained small world, it is really difficult for him to adapt for a while, and from then on he has only one expectation in his heart, that is, what kind of surprise will the woman who delivers the food bring to him next.