The sudden sound above her head startled Shirahama Honoka. When she looked up, she saw a terrifying head protruding from the roof of the gym's main entrance.
Her light blue short hair was tied up by a red band, making it soar into the sky. Coupled with the straight eyes on her bronze face, she looked like a demon walking out of hell.
"Ahhh~" Shirahama Honoka was so frightened that she backed away.
The person above seemed to be frightened by her screams and retracted his head.
"Gomera!" Hoshino Sora was not frightened. Instead, he instantly thought of what his cousin said about his master.
Well, it seems to have that flavor.
"Gah~"
At this time, the door suddenly opened a crack, not too big or too small, just enough for an adult to pass through.
"Cousin, the door is open, let's go in." Hoshino Sora said and walked forward without hesitation.
"Hey, wait..." Before Shirahama Honoka could say anything, she saw that half of her cousin had already gone in, "Oh, there's really nothing I can do."
Stomping her feet, she followed suit.
Passing through the crack in the door, you will see a huge courtyard. In the courtyard, old-fashioned wooden buildings stand. The buildings are not gorgeous and exquisite, but they are grand and majestic. Even if they look a bit old and dilapidated, they still give people a sense of atmosphere. A feeling of foundation.
"Yo, I'm Apacha."
As soon as Hoshino Sora and Shirahama Honoka came in, they were shrouded in a huge shadow. Then they looked up and saw that blocking the light was a very tall giant, at least two meters tall.
This is clearly the weirdo who stuck his head out from the roof of the gate just now!
The upper body is wearing a yellow vest and the lower body is wearing red shorts. His feet are not wearing shoes, but are covered with bandages. The same is true for his hands, which are also wrapped with bandages. Of course, the bandage is not the most special thing. The most special thing is naturally his terrifying muscles that cannot be covered.
The yellow vest was not a tight-fitting suit, but it turned into a tight-fitting suit when worn on him. Those abdominal muscles were like stones and could be seen clearly and intuitively through the vest. This is true even for his abdominal muscles, not to mention other exposed muscles. You can even see muscles on his face, forming a double chin.
In short, after seeing such a weirdo who looked like a giant wall of muscles, Shirahama Honoka was frightened on the spot and wanted to stay away from this weirdo first. So, she immediately took out the snacks in her backpack and took out a handful of them. The weirdo threw it over.
Honoka’s secret skill—snack pitcher!
Well, this is a child's trick. Obviously it is useless. A child's trick can only be used against children. It is unrealistic to try to distract others with snacks.
"Ah, snacks!" Hoshino Sora jumped up and caught a piece of chocolate, but more snacks... were caught one by one by the weirdo.
Shirahama Honoka almost collapsed when she saw Hoshino Sora's behavior of asking for snacks at the risk of her life. She never expected that her cousin would hold her back at this time.
"Apa, here you go." The weirdo named Apacha knelt down and handed the snack he received to Hoshino Sora.
Seeing the innocent smile on his ferocious face, Hoshino Sora felt that this man was very friendly and definitely not a bad person.
Shirahama Honoka was also stunned. The scene she expected of her younger cousin being arrested did not happen. Instead, the weirdo gave the snacks to her younger cousin...
"What, it turns out you are not a bad person."
Apacha smiled innocently and said, "Apacha is not a bad person."
"Is your name Apacha? My name is Honoka, Shirahama Honoka, and this is my cousin, Hoshino Sora. We are here to find my brother, his name is Shirahama Kenichi." Once Shirahama Honoka accepted Apacha was no longer afraid, but became more familiar with it.
"You can call me Akong. Here, I'll treat you to snacks." Hoshino Sora handed a pack of biscuits to Apacha.
At this moment, a gray lightning flashed past, and then the cookie in Hoshino Sora's hand disappeared. Looking around again, I saw a gray mouse with a red bow on its tail, holding a biscuit that was bigger than its body and leaving quickly.
"Ah! Rat!" Shirahama Honoka was startled and screamed.
"I... was actually robbed of snacks by a mouse?" Hoshino Sora's world view was ruthlessly shattered by a mouse, and he suddenly began to doubt his life.
who I am? Where does it come from? Where to go?
"Ah ah ah, I have great power. How could I be robbed by a little mouse like you? I want to catch you!"
Hoshino Sora became angry and launched an angry pursuit.
"Ah, it's Tochumaru. He's Shigure's pet. He often eats snacks secretly and then blames me..." Apacha yelled, holding his head.
"Pet... pet?" Shirahama Honoka opened her mouth wide. If she had read correctly, it was an ordinary mouse, not a hamster, or a pet mouse such as a chinchilla.
Which expert raised this?
"Let's see if I don't catch you!" Hoshino Sora was still chasing Douzadamaru, but he was so lonely that he didn't even get his exhaust.
"I...can't actually outrun a mouse..."
Hoshino Sora felt that his training for more than half a year was in vain. He had obviously been able to catch up with a cat, so why now he couldn't even catch a mouse that was much weaker than a cat? Could it be that he has been recuperating at home recently and has become exhausted?
"Apa, Akong, don't be sad. Although Douzhongmaru is small, he is actually very powerful." Apacha saw that Hoshino Sora was in a low mood and quickly comforted him.
Can you imagine the scene of a two-meter-tall giant comforting a little one?
"How awesome is it?" Hoshino Sora asked as he handed over the chocolate.
"Hmm..." Apacha easily tore open the package, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed a few times, and replied, "I don't know the specific Apacha, but it should be very easy to defeat one, two, three, four, five, six and one." relaxing."
"It's the one that beats my brother?" Shirahama Honoka looked unconvinced. Are you kidding me? Such a small mouse can defeat a human? impossible.
"Really, Apacha doesn't lie." Apacha tried his best to explain clearly, but because he is a foreigner, his Mandarin is not very good, so he explained again and again, that is, this sentence.
"Okay, I believe you." Shirahama Honoka smiled, "By the way, can you take me to find my brother? Where is he?"
Apacha nodded, and held up Honoka Shirahama and Sora Hoshino with each hand, placing them on his broad and thick shoulders, one on each shoulder, like an emperor's seat.
"Haha, it's so high!" Shirahama Honoka looked down from such a high perspective for the first time, seeing everything so fresh.
She hugged Apacha's head, extremely excited.
Hoshino Sora also recovered from the depression of being robbed of snacks by mice. While he gave Apacha all the snacks on hand, he restlessly touched the muscles on Apacha's shoulders, back, and arms.
"Wow, Apacha, your muscles are so hard, cool and big. How did you train them?"
