[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

The bumpy bus finally pulled into the station. There were not many people on board, and because of the heavy rain, the station was very deserted. I hugged my clothes and leaned against the window, keeping half an arm's distance from him.

He looked less sullen now, but the oppressive force he exuded hadn't diminished at all.He folded his arms and stared ahead, ignoring me.

That's right.

I turned my face and looked through the window for what might be a supermarket.I urgently need a bag of sanitary napkins, plus a place to take a hot shower.It would be even better if you can also buy antipyretics.

The car stopped, and a dozen or so passengers sitting in front got out of the car in a hurry. I also stood up and picked up my backpack, but he stood still and blocked me at the exit, ignoring me, trapping me. in it.

"..." I just stood there, glaring at the top of his thick hair—seeing who can survive who.

Seeing that everyone in the car was gone, the driver yawned twice towards the front window of the car, but he still refused to get up or get out of the way. With his legs crossed, he leaned comfortably on the back of the seat in a relaxed posture. superior.

Is this guy an elementary school student?

I angrily shouted at the driver: "Uncle, this man won't let me get out of the car!"

I also raised my hand to sue like a schoolboy.

The uncle driver turned his head impatiently, and shouted angrily: "How old are you? Do you use my place as a school bus? What's the trouble? Hurry down, I'll make another trip later!"

It's all his fault, for letting me be scolded for nothing.

Amuro looked up at this moment, gave me a smug sneer of "deserving to be scolded", then got up, swaggered down the aisle and got out of the car.

Angrily, I grabbed my bag and stomped on the car floor under my feet.

After getting out of the car, I trotted all the way to the supermarket at the station, grabbed a pack of sanitary napkins and a piece of dark chocolate with lightning speed, then ran to the toilet, changed into a shirt and trousers, and finally looked less embarrassed.

However, this party was a complete torture for me. My stomach hurts from the cold and my head was dizzy from the high fever. After I signed my name, I came to the corner of the venue shaking like a penguin, holding Sip on a glass of hot juice.

Amuro, the plenipotentiary for Poirot, was enjoying himself among a bevy of beauties of all ages, and I couldn't help but gasp at the silly smiles on the faces of those women and his impeccable demeanor.

As long as this guy is not facing me, he can squeeze out a warm smile like a spring breeze, with a pure face, saying that he is a college student is not against peace, but when he is facing me, he is domineering, as if I owe him Like a few lifetimes.

Damn it, why is he still smiling so ripplingly?What a sullen pervert, he must be secretly happy to be surrounded by beauties, completely indifferent to my illness, thanks to the fact that I used to take care of him so wholeheartedly.

I bit my straw viciously, annoyed even more by the memory of his sneering at my messy relationship.

But now in his impression, I am already a very bad woman, and I have had an affair with at least three men: Akai Shuichi, Okiya Subaru, and that inexplicable Jean, although none of these are true... probably .

I turned the anger in my heart into appetite, and like a pauper who mixed food and drink, I swallowed two servings of ramen, five pieces of cake and a plate of seafood salad in one go.

When I went to the bathroom halfway, I found that the aunt who visited suddenly was gone again. I thought it was probably because of freezing and being frightened. I didn’t take it seriously, but breathed a sigh of relief.

Going back was another long torture. We returned the same way by bus, and I fell asleep again in the car.But we were not next to each other. My neighbor was an elderly aunt, and his neighbor was a fashionable woman with two hemispheres exposed under a cloudy sky, chatting happily with him.

Forget it, he can chat with whoever he wants, I put the bag on the glass, leaning against it and took a nap.

The party only lasted until noon, and everyone dispersed in the afternoon, and we were the first wave to leave.I underestimated my condition until I completely lost consciousness and sank into the boundless darkness.

I slept for a long time, and occasionally I heard someone screaming in my ears, and then my body seemed to be lifted up. I could feel some movements and sounds, but I couldn't think or open my eyes. I couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality... …

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on a soft and warm single bed, with a ball of white fur warmly coiled on my chest. When I woke up, I poked my head out and barked. stand up.

"Come down, Hello." Amuro's voice sounded from outside the room, with a sense of unreality and illusion. I raised my head with a whoosh, looked out in horror, and saw a figure in a tight white vest in a trance. .

Bai Tuanzi curled up next to me stuck out her tongue and licked the back of my hand happily, looking at me excitedly with her big black eyes.

A super super cute short-haired dog.

I like dogs very much, especially the white puppy. I couldn't help stretching out my hand and scratching its chin. It came over cooperatively and made a "hoo hoo" sound of enjoyment. It's so cute.

"You really like dogs." The white vest leaned on the door frame, crossed his arms and smiled.

Although the vision is still a bit blurry and the light in the room is dark, but the skin color is quite eye-catching...

Hey, am I in the car?Where is this?

There are beds, sofas, clothes hangers and writing desks, and a puppy named "Hello"...

"Ah!" I covered my mouth.

Isn't this his home!

It's over, am I losing my memory again?Why don't you even have the memory of how you were moved here?

By the way, this is his home, so why do I feel like a sheep is in the mouth of a tiger, and why is the smile on his face so subtle, so... malicious?

I hugged the blanket and shivered.