I feel extremely skilled inside and outside.

Obviously Miss Uchida must have said this sentence a lot.

"It's okay, why do you have to ask Uchida Sangjo!"

Zhuda Caimao's face still had a fox-like expression, and pointed at Qianhara beside her with one hand, looking like she didn't care at all.

"Instead of three of you huddled up to watch the performance, it's better to go straight down."

Hearing this proposal, Qianhara held his chin and suddenly breathed.

He slowly turned his head.

His eyes were bright and bright, as if there was a bright light flashing. He repeated the words of his younger sister just now.

Let me say another sentence: "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious!"

"Well... aren't you afraid of being recognized by the otakus?" Qianyuan asked hesitantly.

After all, the idol who was still performing in the morning suddenly appeared on the scene in the afternoon. No matter how you think about it, fans would scream again.

Thinking about that scene makes it scary.

Zhuda Caimao nodded vigorously, then pointed to Qianyuan's pocket and reminded:

"Didn't you catch a cold today? I guess I brought a few more spare masks when I went out." The girl said affirmatively.

"You didn't install a monitor on me, right? Why did you know clearly..." Qianyuan lowered his head and murmured, and actually took out what this sister wanted.

A very large plastic packaging, a thick stack of masks were sealed inside, and thin ropes were messy, so it was a lot of trouble to take them out.

Takeda Caimao looked at Qianhara, who had relapsed into tidying up the obsessive-compulsive disorder, and shook her head helplessly.

Then he turned to the junior who had been watching for a long time.

"Do you want to go down together?" She shook the mask she just got in her hand.

"Um?!"

Uchida Mari was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds before stretching out his finger and asking, "Senior Takeda is inviting me?"

"It's almost the same..."

Zhuda Caimao nodded and responded in someone's tone.
Chapter completed!