After the Hong Kong black hat stand appeared

323.

summer vacation.

The hot and dry weather and the continuous chirping of cicadas, the iced drinks with water vapor and the crystal clear watermelon in the sun.

The above are the most basic impressions I have kept of the summer vacation.

At the same time, these are also the essential elements of summer vacation in my opinion.

I bent down, reached out to take out the Coke from the vending machine's pick-up port, raised my head and said to Hatta with a smile, "Thank you, Hatta, I didn't expect you to come to pick me up!"

Hatta held the skateboard in one hand, and rested the other on the handle of my suitcase.He stretched out his hand to scratch his hair, clicked his tongue softly, and said awkwardly: "It's not my mother, what did you say that you might get lost by yourself..."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but burst out laughing, hooked the tab of the soda can with my fingertips, and raised my head to take a sip of Fat House Happy Water.

Ah!

The ice is wide and the game is high!

Fat house happy water race high!

This is the taste of summer.

"Well, Auntie is really as cautious as before."

The bubbles exploded on the tip of my tongue, neutralizing the slightly sweet taste of Coke. I raised my head and drank the drink in two or three sips, then raised my hand and threw the empty soda can into the trash can.

"Are you staying at our house tonight? My mother has been thinking about you for a long time."

I stretched out my hands and rubbed my face, the cold water vapor on my fingertips made me wake up a lot in this hot weather.

"No, I've already booked a hotel. And if I stay at your house, you have to sleep on the sofa again?"

I took out my mobile phone and showed him the hotel news on it, and took my suitcase with the other hand.

After casually glanced twice, Hatta didn't say anything, but put his hands behind his head again, and led me out of the station with big strides.

"Say it, Hatta."

I followed behind me suddenly said aloud, he habitually raised his voice in response, and then looked back at me innocently.

I asked very sincerely: "Is it really not hot for you to wear so much in the summer? The hat should have been soaked long ago, right?"

He looked at me, gradually pursed the corners of his mouth, and then said through gritted teeth: "I'm not hot. Not hot at all."

Ok.

I just kindly care about it.

I shrugged and raised my hand to hail a taxi.

324.

Ah, come alive.

Sure enough, the air conditioner is the source of my life.

The cool air touched my skin, which was a little hot from the sun, and a strange refreshing feeling gradually spread.

But after sitting for a few minutes, all the original hot feeling was taken away.

I reached for my phone.

[It's saki, not misaki]: Mr. Nakaya, I've arrived in Zhenmecho safely——

[Zhong Yuan]: Oh, pay attention to safety, honestly stay in the hotel at night, close the doors and windows.

[Central Plains]: Call me if you have something to do.

Ever since I told Mr. Nakaya that I wanted to come to Zhenmecho alone during the holidays, he has entered a kind of old lady mode (crossed out).

It is a very intimate and cautious mode.

From packing the luggage to booking the hotel, he basically took care of everything.

In the beginning, it was just a matter of accommodation, and he kept grinding with me for a long time.

[Central Plains]: Are you sure you want to stay in a hotel alone?Don't live at that friend's house of yours?

[It's saki not misaki]: Yes!Confirmed!

[It’s saki, not misaki]: The B&B has already been selected, Mr. Nakaya, look!

[is saki not misaki]: link

In fact, I don't live in Hatta's house. There is another reason besides not wanting to trouble them.

Or a little selfishness.

If I went to live in a homestay alone, wouldn't I be able to stay up the last night? !

When I was at Aunt Sawada’s house before, if I was up late, Aunt Sawada would come to my house very gently and persuade me to go to bed early.

Later, when I arrived at my grandfather’s house, if I stayed up late, he would knock my dog’s head with a cane (no).

To correct it, it was Grandpa who would point to the hair on the ground with a cane and tell me "Saki will be bald if she stays up any longer".

The demon whispered.

This is the legendary Demon Whisper.

After finally coming out to play once, I must enjoy the feeling of staying up late!

[Central Plains]:? ?

[Central Plains]: Did you choose a homestay?

[Zhong Yuan]: No, it’s too unsafe for you to live alone in a B&B. I’ll pick a few hotels for you.

[It's saki, not misaki]: Meow meow?

[Central Plains]: link link link link

Just as I was about to rectify the name of my warm homestay, Mr. Nakaya quickly sent three links, I clicked on them, and then quit neatly.

[It’s saki, not misaki]: Mr. Nakaya, this is out of line, and my wallet says it’s not okay.

It's not just a wallet issue, I'm a minor, so I shouldn't be able to stay in a hotel alone.

It is precisely because of these two points that I chose the B&B.

[Central Plains]: Oh.

He replied with a simple oh, and then disappeared.

Ok?

Are you angry?

I couldn't help but analyze this "oh" in [-] characters again.

Then a few minutes later, Mr. Nakaya sent a new connection.

[Zhong Yuan]: I have booked the hotel for you. My name is used. You can stay at ease.

Um? ?

What is this development?

Why did Mr. Nakaya suddenly book a room for me?

I clicked on the latest link to see it.

Ah, the golden legend!

No, it was the magnificent decoration of the hotel in the picture that blinded my acting.

[It's saki, not misaki]: Mr. Nakaya, this is too expensive!Cat crying.jpg

[Zhong Yuan]: Oh, it's okay, I'll pay.

Ok?

This is not the problem, hey!

No, now the problem is getting bigger and bigger.

[It's saki, not misaki]: Mr. Nakaya, I, I, I, I'd better stay in my small homestay, it will cost you too much......

I waited quietly with my mobile phone for a while, but no news came in, and even the profile picture was grayed out.

I looked at the big orange cat that turned gray, and I had to accept this fact silently.

Mr. Chuya booked a star hotel for me.

This kind of operation of directly swiping the card without saying anything is a plot that only appears in Mr. Ba's novels, right? !

Thinking of this, I silently imagined that Mr. Nakaya held the door frame with one hand, gave me a wicked smile and said, "Woman, you are playing with fire."

emmmmmmmmm...

forget it.

I think Nakaya-san is fine now.

Xiemeiba boss or something, it really is not suitable for him.

After 2 minutes, the front desk of the hotel called me to confirm the information.

When I hung up the phone, I was a little confused.

what.

For a dead house, the feeling that someone can help arrange it when traveling is a bit cool.

325.

"Saki? Shiina Saki?"

Hatta stretched out his hand and shook it in front of my eyes, and I suddenly came back to my senses.

"Huh? Ah??" I hurriedly replied, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

"What, what's the matter?"

Hatta stared at me with a strange expression, which made me panic for some reason.

No, don't panic.

I straightened my back, straightened up and looked at him, and my voice suddenly became a little more confident.

"What's wrong? Brother Hatta."

Although I don't know what he is thinking, but judging from the two eyebrows that are about to twist into twists, he must be thinking of something weird.

"Whatever you're thinking right now, you're thinking wrong."

I decided to strike first.

It's a pity that Hatta was unmoved, and the probing meaning in his eyes was even more serious. After we stared at each other for a while, he asked firmly, "Are you chatting with that netizen again? "

I suddenly choked up in there.

"Is it that bastard Nakaya-san?"

"It's Mr. Chuya, not the bastard Mr. Chuya!" I corrected.

He curled his lips, as if he was very disdainful of my correction.

Hatta reached out and scratched his hair, then leaned back on the seat carelessly, I heard him mutter reluctantly: "What's the difference?"

I reached out and patted him with a rather disapproving look.

He looked at me with a shocked and mournful face, and then reluctantly looked away.

The taxi came quickly at nine, I paid, and Hatta helped me get my suitcase out of the trunk.Then he blocked his eyes with one hand, and sighed with one hand on his hip: "Saki Shiina, have you won the lottery?"

I squinted my eyes and looked at this building that was obviously out of place with the surroundings, and suddenly felt confused.

"...didn't win the lottery."

Hatta turned his head, showing a rather distrustful expression on my face.

I was afraid that he would say something serious again, so I quickly stretched out my hand and pushed him into the lobby.

Having said that, this hotel is really...too high class.

As soon as I walked to the front desk, I was hesitating how to speak, when a waiter walked over immediately.

"Is it Miss Shiina?"

I nodded blankly, not knowing why he came forward and what he wanted to do.

Then the waiter showed a very official smile: "Mr. Zhongyuan told me to take good care of you. Please give me your luggage, and I will store it for you."

Without waiting for any reaction from me, he waved his white-gloved hand twice, and another waiter who looked more official than him appeared from the side.

The other party took my suitcase with a smile, then left the scene quickly, and even greeted me with a smile when I got on the elevator.

no?Don't you wait for my reaction?

The expression on my face has gradually changed from bewildered to terrified.

I turned around and looked at the waiter who appeared in front of me first, but he seemed not to notice the abnormality in my expression, and stuffed a room card into my hand.

"Would Miss Shiina have dinner at the hotel tonight?"

I reached out and put the hard card into my pocket, and replied very firmly, "No! No, I'm going out for dinner!"

Before I had time to see his reaction, I immediately pulled Hatta out of the hotel.

"Hello, Sashi."

As soon as he walked out of the hotel gate, Hatta immediately shook off my hand and called me in a low voice.

I turned my head very puzzled, but saw the fierce and abnormal expression on his face.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be a wolf waiting for revenge.

A wolf that has bared its fangs and found its prey.

He frowned, his eyes were serious and sharp like never before.

In all the years I've known him, I've never seen anything like that on his face.

"Mr. Chuya you mentioned, his full name is Zhongyuan Chuya?"

Almost word for word, he said this sentence.

I don't really understand why his attitude changed so quickly, and I don't understand which thunder point Mr. Chuya's name has poked him.

Although a little hesitant, I nodded.

"Is that so... is there a problem?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Hatta's expression not only did not relax in the slightest, but was even more serious than before.

"If it's him, I advise you to stay away from him."

what?

Why are you saying this all of a sudden?

I looked at him standing on the steps and asked, "Why? Mr. Chuya is very nice."

Could it be that Mr. Chuya and Hatta had any festivals before?

shouldn't be...

Hatta clicked his tongue bitterly, then leaned out and poked my forehead with his hand, almost gnashing his teeth and said: "Can you be more considerate? Don't just trust anyone you know. Like what, do you know what he does?"

Ugh, it hurts!

I stretched out my hand and rubbed the painful forehead. Although I was a little dissatisfied, I replied honestly: "I know, the port logistics company."

After I casually said this, Hatta slammed his fist on the wall beside him.

There was even a little bit of masonry falling off, if I read correctly.

Hatta took his hand down, and even the sound of breathing became heavy. He reached out and grabbed my shoulder: "Huh? Is that how he lied to you? Do you know that guy is—"

The phone rang suddenly.

The mechanical electronic sound repeated back and forth, even getting louder because no one answered the phone for a long time.

The roar that Hatta was about to utter was so embarrassingly cut off in half, neither up nor down.

He even maintained the posture of holding my shoulder, but the expression on his face has changed from furious to stunned.

As if his train of thought was interrupted by the ringing of the bell, he froze there, his eyes even wider than before.

"Yata? Your phone number?"

Faced with such a situation, I was a little at a loss, but because of the mobile phone that was getting louder and louder, I still reminded him softly.

He probably woke up suddenly after being reminded by my words, so he took out his mobile phone very unwillingly.

"Hello? Mom?"

"Tsk, I've already received it, I'll take it back in a while!"

"Can I still abduct her?"

Well, judging from the irritability of his answering the phone, it seems that the anger just now has not completely subsided...

I stood quietly and watched as Hatta ended the call within a minute.

He turned his head to look at me, and I gave a very honest smile.

"Brother Hatta?"

Although I don't know if he experienced some entanglements and struggles in his heart, but the last thing I saw was that he bent down and sighed as if giving up.

When he raised his head again, Hatta said to me very seriously: "You were deceived by him, he is not an employee of an ordinary logistics company."

In this regard, I nodded very understandingly: "I know, Mr. Nakaya belongs to the management."

"No, that's not what I'm talking about." Hatta took a rare look at his juniors, and he could almost be regarded as earnestly said, "He is not the management of a port logistics company at all, he is not an ordinary person, If you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself."

Ok?

What do you mean?

Not for ordinary people...

Mr. Nakaya is a person with supernatural powers, so it seems to be in line with this sentence?

But I always feel that Hatta wants to tell me more than this.

But now he doesn't say anything...

hateful!

There is nothing wrong with each of these!

326.

Hatta and I took a taxi to his house in a very awkward atmosphere.

After entering the door, Auntie Hatta welcomed me very warmly, but the atmosphere between us was still very awkward.

Fortunately, my aunt didn't notice this.

The two of us finished dinner Hatta with zero communication. The aunt first expressed great regret for my inability to stay overnight, and then simply patted Hatta on the back of the head and asked him to take me back to the hotel.

Considering the embarrassing atmosphere just now, I intend to refuse.

However, Hatta had already come out with his skateboard.

He put on his hat and raised his chin toward the door: "Let's go."

Looks like I don't have a choice.

I silently put my satchel on my back and followed him out the door.

The hotel that Mr. Nakaya helped me book was not far from Hatta’s home. If I take a walk at night, it can be regarded as a walk to digest food.

Hatta was skating on the skateboard one by one, and I followed the navigation silently.

"Look at the road."

Hatta reached out and tugged at my hat to make me look up, and I realized I had almost bumped into a utility pole.

"Ah, thank you Hatta-san..."

I touched my nose in embarrassment, thanked me in a low voice, but when I looked up again, I was attracted by the strange sight.

"Yata."

I heard my voice trembling a little, I stretched out my hand and tugged on Hatta's cuff, and he looked up at me.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

I stretched out my hand and pointed to the giant sword hanging in the sky.

"What is that?"

He quickly turned his head to confirm, and then said to me with a sigh of relief: "Tsk, do you still remember the king I told you about last time?"

I nodded blankly.

and many more......

The middle school game he told me last time couldn't be true, could it? !

Hatta pointed his thumb at the blue giant sword with his backhand, and said, "That's the sword of Damocles of the Blue Clan. They are probably trying to catch outsiders who abuse their abilities."

Ga...

"So what you told me last time was true?!"

I almost collapsed and grabbed his collar, and even shook it vigorously twice.

He slapped my hand off, and said very naturally: "Of course it is true, did I say it was false?"

Omg.

My world is magical again.

So their leader, Zhou Fangzun, is also a spirited guy with a huge sword on his head.

what.

It does not make sense.

Brother Hatta is not a delinquent boy who strayed into the propaganda/sales group, and he doesn't need my rescue at all.

I am the one who needs to be saved.

Cats cry.

Maybe it was my blank look that made Hatta feel pity, and his tone was a bit comforting: "Look, there are still many things in this world that you don't know, such as kings, such as Black/hand, black/hand, and black/hand."

Ah, is it my delusion?

Did Brother Hatta repeat "black/hand party" three times in a very emphatic tone just now?

It's my illusion, it must be.

After all, I think I'm neurasthenic enough by now to have auditory hallucinations.

I looked up and saw that particularly dazzling hotel at the intersection ahead.

Forget it, I'd better go back to sleep early.

After waking up, this fantasy world will probably change back again——

"Mi-sa-ki-"

wait who is this?How dare you call Hatta by his name!

I was so dazed that I was a little stupid, and my whole body shivered, and I became sober in an instant.

I stared in shock at the man in the blue uniform who came out of nowhere, the blade in his hand was dyed with blue flames, and he slashed straight towards Hatta.

I didn't say-

Is this person's spirit a bit abnormal? Hey!

Why are you so excited! ! !

Hatta raised his hand and held the skateboard to block it, and then was hit by the blow and took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

"Hey! You guys don't know how to look at the occasion?!"

It seemed that it was only then that he noticed my existence. The man with the sword gave me a look, then clicked his tongue impatiently, and then turned his attention to Hatta.

hmmmm?

Could this be the people from the Blue Clan that Hatta said just now?

Although it's not broad daylight now, it shouldn't be bad if you just hold a sword and look at it, right? !

"Fushimi-kun."

A voice suddenly came from behind me.

I turned my head and saw another man with a knife on his waist, who was wearing a uniform similar to that of the man called Fushimi-kun, and said aloud.

Seeing his appearance, Fushimi's enthusiasm obviously disappeared at once.

The blue flame disappeared, and he retracted the sword with a sleepy expression.

The state of excitement just now seemed to be my illusion, Hatta jumped to my side at some point, and he stretched out his hand to pull me away from the last man who appeared.

"Munakata Reiji, the head of Scepter4."

As if introducing me, Hatta whispered, then he raised his chin and pointed at the man who almost got into a fight with him just now.

"Fushimi Saru Hiko, a stinky monkey."

Well, it seems that Hatta and this Fushimi-kun should be a little unknown story.

"What are you doing here at night?"

Hatta said in a displeased tone.

Reji Munakata didn't seem to be offended by his attitude at all, he responded very politely: "I met an outsider who used his ability to steal, he was a little clever, it took a little effort."

Although it was Hatta who asked the question, it always felt that Hatta didn't want any answer.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, raised his hand and closed his hat and pulled me to leave.

"Hatta-kun." Reji Munakata suddenly said behind him, "The Red King's Weitzman deviation value is approaching the deviation value."

Hatta's movements paused, I saw him grit his teeth, and then he didn't respond, he just held my hand harder.

Well......

I remember Izumo Kusanagi said last time that if the Weitzman deviation value is close to the critical value, then the sword on their king's head is no longer a sword.

It is a capitalized and bold danger.

After Fushimi Saru Hiko and Munakata Reiji's ups and downs, the atmosphere that had been slightly relieved became even more silent.

Hatta escorted me into the hotel lobby, left in a hurry after saying "rest early".

Well......

Doesn't the direction of departure seem to be the direction of home?

If I remember correctly, it should be in the direction of homra?

I shook my head, turned and entered the elevator.

With the number on the room card and the directions on the wall, I quickly found my room.

I reached out to insert the key card into the door lock, but suddenly felt an inexplicable chill crawling up my spine.

I turned my head abruptly and looked at both sides of the corridor.

Nothing at all.

But why do I always feel that there is a feeling of being watched...

Thinking of some news I had read before, I shuddered and quickly hid in the room.

Pull the chain, turn the lock, and turn all the lights on.

Oh.

I looked around the suite.

It can be said to be quite advanced.

My box stood obediently in the center of the living room, and on the small table beside it were arranged bouquets made of fresh flowers and a box of chocolates written densely in foreign languages.

I ignored this, and hurried forward to lay my suitcase upside down and spread it out, and then took out a piece of stuff from it.

No, not right!

Now is not the time to start spreading things, I should take a picture of this suite and send it to Mr. Nakaya.

The heart is not as good as action!

I took out my phone to find a good angle, and quickly took a few photos that I thought were good.

[It's saki, not misaki]: Mr. Chuya, Mr. Chuya——

[It's saki, not misaki]: This room can still see the night view of Zhenme Town!

[It's saki, not misaki]: Thank you, Mr. Chuya.

I sent seven or eight pictures in a series, and while waiting for his reply, I suddenly remembered what Hatta had deliberately emphasized to me in the afternoon.

【He is not an ordinary person】

Well.

Although I didn't think much about it at the time, this sentence still stuck in my heart like a thorn.

Especially now, in the dead of night.

I began to care about it inexplicably.

What should I do? Do you want to ask?

What if I ask and get some results that I don't really want to see?For example, Mr. Nakaya turned against me directly...

But if I don't ask, I feel that this matter will only make me more and more concerned...

tangled.