All fell

Yingli's eyes were clean: "Mr. Naive, please lend me your phone, I want to call the police."

"Hey—Miss is really cruel." Dazai Osamu pretended to be wronged again, "Aren't you satisfied even by imagining cat ears?"

"I want to eat." Yingli ignored his misery.

"Miss, please answer me—"

At this time, Osamu Dazai, who was playing the show, received another call.

After seeing the caller ID clearly, the black-haired bandaged boy quickly returned to his lazy expression, reluctantly picked up: "Hey, Mr. Mori, you will be sacked if you disturb others to get along with your lovely lady."

"Okay, I see." He hung up the phone coldly, and turned to look at Sakura with great regret.

"I'm sorry, young lady, the black-hearted boss is desperately squeezing the labor force again, and I probably won't be able to eat this meal."

Sakura shook her head and said it's okay, indeed, work is very important, after all, only work can make money and eat well.

It must be something really urgent, Dazai Osamu left quickly, Sakura walked out of the clothing store, and walked aimlessly on the gradually crowded street, not too disappointed in her heart.

She and this strange black-clothed boy with bandages were strangers to begin with, and to be honest, the other party was not like the kind of human being who would have a sympathy attack. It was a surprise to be able to eat food. plan.

That's right, Sakura patted Gululu's stomach, and still firmly remembered the decision to touch porcelain that she had thought about before.

I have no money, no acquaintances, and I can't even go back to the clinic where I lived before, and I can only barely live like this by touching porcelain.

Passing by a few advertisers, suddenly, a leaflet was stuffed into Yingli's hand.She froze for a moment, then looked down at the coloring page.

"Have a hairstyle?" The little girl's eyes lit up slightly. It was an advertising leaflet for a barber shop, which boasted all kinds of Sha Matt hairstyles.

The little girl's eyes were fixed on the word "hair dye", and she didn't move.

If you dye your hair orange and go to touch porcelain when the time comes, that wronged... the good man will definitely believe that she is his sister who lives outside, right?

Then you can increase your chances of success.

The more Sakura thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. She looked around for a while, but luckily the barbershop on the leaflet was very close, and she quickly found the signboard of the shop.

No, no money, Sakura is too embarrassed to go in directly.

"Who are you?" A female high school student in a student uniform came out of the store with a schoolbag on her back and asked strangely.

"I, I want to dye my hair." Sakura hesitated, raised her head and whispered.

"Then go in, what are you doing standing here?" The female high school student pushed her into the store, seeing that there was still time to spare, and she didn't go to school for the time being, so she couldn't help but stroked the little girl's hair, "Looks like that." It's too cute..."

He is good-looking and soft, and he obviously doesn't smile, but that small face alone is enough to make Meng Wukong unable to move.

The barber shop was empty and there were no customers, only a man in black sportswear who was busy cleaning up. He couldn't see his face, only his dark black and purple hair.

"My God, the hair quality is also good!" The female high school student lifted up the little girl's silver-white hair and touched it in amazement, "But you probably can't do your hair now, my dad just went out."

The little girl looked away from the cleaning man, stood up a little cautiously: "No, actually I..." I don't have money to do my hair.

"Can't you wait?" The female high school student nodded understandingly, and complained, "I don't know where Dad went to drink, or let the apprentices in the store make it for you?"

"I..." Sakura was about to refuse, but the female high school student had already yelled over there.

"It's called Yato, right? Come here, we have guests here!"

"Come on, come on!" The man in black sportswear immediately let go of the rag in his hand, and ran to the two of them in the blink of an eye, "Is there anything else to do?"

The other party smiled brightly and seemed to have a very active and outgoing personality.Sakura paused, but noticed his eyes.

It's also blue, and the color should have no offensive power, but it kind of looks like... the pupils of a beast.

"Huh? What's wrong with my eyes? The customer has been staring." Yato, who was discussing with the shop owner's daughter, suddenly looked at Sakura.

Kind of sharp.

"It's nothing." Sakura shook her head and added, "The eyes are very special."

"It's very ordinary eyes." Yato scratched his head and laughed a few times, "Guest, you want to dye your hair, right? What color?"

"I want to dye orange." Sakura replied truthfully.

"Okay!" Yeto jumped up and down to get the hair dye, and boasted cheerfully, "Don't worry, my guest, although I haven't dyed my hair before, I'm going to Thousands of hours of experience will definitely be perfect!"

Sakura: "No, I actually..."

"What, hasn't Dad taught you how to do hairstyles yet?" The female high school student at the side stopped doing it instead, "No, no, please stop, what if you ruin such a good hair!"

Speaking of this, the female high school student couldn't put it down and touched Sakura Lixue's silver-colored cold hair, and persuaded her seriously: "It's so beautiful, it's a pity to mess it up, or you'd better find a good barber to give it to you." You dye it."

The female high school student feels her conscience, even if her father is still in the store now, with that killer craftsmanship and aesthetics, if it is really stained, it will be terrible...

Yingli was stunned for a moment, and felt relieved, finally she didn't have to say that she didn't have money to make hair.

But the little girl's silence made the female high school student mistakenly think that she still wanted to have her hair done, and was racking her brains to figure out how to dissuade her, when Yato suddenly poked her head out of the small utility room inside.

"Here is a wig, it should be what you need, right?"

The female high school students wanted to praise this apprentice who suddenly appeared from the shop today.

It was an orange wig. It was a bit messy, but it would definitely work if you took care of it.

Sakura stood up from the chair in a jerk, her water-blue eyes were shining, but quickly dimmed.

"But sorry, I actually don't have any money with me..."

"What's the matter?" the female high school student patted her on the head. "It's just a wig left unused in the utility room. There are plenty in the store, so I'll give it to you."

After finishing speaking, he stroked the little girl's hair contentedly.

Sakura: "Ah, thank you very much."

After the little girl Zhenzhong bowed and left, the female high school student looked at Yato approvingly: "You are quite flexible in what you do, how much did my father pay to hire you? When he comes back, he will definitely ask him to give you a raise!"

"Five yen." Yato smiled, and immediately said with a dog-legged smile, "I'm actually a cleaner hired by the shop owner. If you are satisfied, please remember to give Yato a good review~"

"What? You're not an apprentice?! Then you still want to dye her hair???"

The high school girl was shocked.

Yeto scratched his head and laughed, and said to him from left to right: "That..."

……

In Leibo Street, Yingli squatted in the corner of the narrow alley, silently waiting for Zhongye in the Central Plains.

It was also her luck. Within ten minutes, a short boy in a sweater with orange hair walked over with his eyebrows raised, and his expression did not seem to be too happy.

When the other party was about to reach the corner of the dilapidated wall, Sakura seized the opportunity, jumped out from the corner, and fell to the ground expressionlessly.

"Who doesn't have eyes again..." The orange-haired boy put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyes impatiently. There was already a faint red light all over his body, but he found no one in front of him.

He realized something, quickly lowered his head, and when he saw the people on the ground clearly, he quickly retracted the kick he was about to kick to defend.

"Why are you?" Zhong Yuanzhong also clicked his tongue, "You were hiding in the corner just now? Hey, what are you doing?!"

The little girl lay on the ground and looked at him for a while, seeing that he was not moved, so she rolled two more times to his feet.

"Ah, Sakura is injured and can't get up." She read with a flat face and a steady tone.