Only 100 days left in life

After sending a message to Izumi Kyoka, Shiratori Mariko took two quick steps to keep up with Chuya Nakahara.

"Thank you so much," she said gratefully, "I am really sorry for your trouble, Chuya-kun."

There are fewer people on the street now, but it is still very lively, bustling and bustling, scattered on every street corner, and everyone's face is filled with different but similar happy smiles.

There are no stars in the night sky, but the light of the world is shining on the ground. Mariko Shiratori looked into the distance, and the lights on the street seemed to converge into a luminous river at this time, flowing into the distance, shining brightly.

The two walked towards the predetermined place one after the other, and under the illumination of the street lamps, the shadows cast irregular shapes on the ground.

Mariko Shiratori paid close attention to Nakahara Chuya in front of her, and cautiously warned herself not to lose her again, while lowering her head to send a message to Izumi Kyoka, confirming the location where the two will meet later.

With her head down, Shiratori Mariko only occasionally glanced at Nakahara Chuya in front of her out of the corner of her eye, and took the time to help.

After typing the last word and pressing the send button, she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by the person beside her.

Shiratori Mariko:? ?

"What's wrong?" She raised her head in a daze, and looked at Nakahara Chuya beside her, "What happened?"

Nakahara also let go of Shiratori Mariko's wrist, and pointed in front of her.

"Don't look down at your phone while you're walking," he said rather resignedly.

Only then did Shiratori Mariko realize that she had walked near the roadblock at some point, and almost gave a warm face-to-face salute to the pillar standing straight in front of her.

In fact, it was only less than a fist away, and it was Zhongyuan Zhongya who grabbed her, so that Zhuzi avoided the bad luck of being touched by her.

Shiratori Mariko quickly took two steps back, keeping a certain distance from the pillar.

After she thanked Nakahara Chuya, the two walked there in silence.

Izumi Kyoka and Atsushi Nakajima, who were scattered by the flow of people, happened to meet together. Mariko Shiratori had discussed with the two of them before, and decided to meet at the edge of the goldfish pond.

She followed Zhongyuan Zhongya to the vicinity of the goldfish pond, searching her guts to find something to say, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

Strolling through the noisy scene of the summer festival, Shiratori Mariko looked at Nakahara Chuya beside her, and said with difficulty, "Chuya-kun, have you had dinner today?"

She really, really couldn't think of anything to talk about.

"Eat it," Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at her strangely, "What's wrong? Didn't you eat it?"

Considering that Shiratori Mariko might not have eaten, he thought for a while, "Are you hungry, why don't you buy some snacks first?"

Indeed, I ran with him just now, and although I said I didn't feel anything, ordinary people like Shiratori Mariko should be hungry long ago.

He looked around for a while, and saw a takoyaki shop in the distance with Superman's vision, "There is a takoyaki shop over there, do you want to eat it?"

Shiratori Mariko shook her head.

"I didn't come here until after dinner, too," she explained.

"Oh," Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, "That's good."

Then the atmosphere fell silent again.

This kind of scene is too embarrassing, even more embarrassing than the situation where five leaders came, but Mariko Shiratori only poured four glasses of water.

"That..." Mariko Shiratori tried to stir up the topic again, "What did Chuya-kun eat for dinner?"

Mentioning this, Zhongyuanzhong also seemed to be a little interested.

"Steak," he said succinctly, "and wine."

Shiratori Mariko nodded, "That's pretty good."

She organized her words and praised, "It sounds like a very hearty meal."

And it sounds very expensive.

"Yes," Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, hiding his satisfied expression, "It's not bad."

So, starting from this sumptuous dinner, Mariko Shiratori successfully chatted with Nakahara about other life topics.

In the Central Plains, it seems that it is really rare to talk about homely topics with people in such a peaceful way. It always makes Shiratori Mariko feel that she is holding a branch and slowly poking the puppy out of the den.

After chatting with Nakahara Nakaya for a few words, she couldn't help but said, "It's true that Nakaya-kun doesn't usually chat with people much, right?"

The feeling is true, it is very difficult to extend the topic.

"It's okay," Zhong Yuanzhong said, "I don't have much time to chat, so it's not particularly important."

He looked at Shiratori Mariko, "Where is Miss Shiratori? Isn't it not too different from me?"

Shiratori Mariko froze for a moment.

"As far as I'm concerned, it's actually okay?" She said with a smile, "It's good to talk about the usual topics, and there's nothing else to do."

"That's it," Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded thoughtfully.

While talking, the two of them had already walked to the front of the small stall selling goldfish.

But what surprised Mariko Shiratori was that not only Atsushi Nakajima and Kyoka Izumi stood there, but also two people she didn't know.

A man between the ages of youth and teenager stood opposite Atsushi Nakajima, wearing a bluish-yellow yukata, with long black-and-white hair with gradient colors hanging down his ears, like a lop-eared rabbit running out of a den.

He was staring fiercely at Atsushi Nakajima opposite him at the moment, coughing twice from time to time, as if he was not in good health.

And Nakajima Atsushi also looked at the opposite person vigilantly, protecting Izumi Kyoka beside him.

The blond woman also stood next to the black-and-white-haired man in a protective posture, and the four of them stared at each other, looking extremely weird.

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke, although you may not believe it," Atsushi Nakajima said nervously, "But we really don't have a mission! I'm waiting for someone here!"

Quan Jinghua next to her also nodded quietly.

"Rento, do you think I will believe what you say?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke sneered, "It's just a mere deception."

"How could it be such a coincidence that we are waiting for someone here, and the people from your armed detective agency are also waiting here?" Higuchi Kazuyo said sharply, and took out the gun hidden in his waist, "Do you think we will believe it? !"

The atmosphere is anxious and explosive.

At this moment, Shiratori Mariko and Nakahara Naka also walked towards this side together.

The four of them looked over in unison, and shouted out in unison.

"Miss Shiratori!" Atsushi Nakajima said in surprise.

"Master Chuya!" Higuchi Ichiyo also said happily, "You are finally here!"

Nakahara beside him seemed to be used to this kind of scene, but Shiratori Mariko was taken aback by such a sudden sight, "What's wrong?"

She said with some doubts, "Dun, Jinghua, what's going on now?"

"We have some conflicts with the gangsters. Do Miss Shiratori know Mr. Nakaya?" Atsushi Nakajima asked hesitantly, "Well, but Mr. Nakaya is one of the cadres of the gangsters, right?"

Thinking of this, he blocked Shiratori Mariko behind, "We won't let you take Miss Shiratori away!"

"Idiot, Rentora," Akutagawa Ryunosuke taunted, "If I or Chuya-sama want to take her away, there is no need to wait until now."

With such a fragile physique of the woman in front of him, I am afraid that even Rashomon's move cannot survive. He has thousands of chances to kill her.

Not to mention that she was standing next to Master Zhongya without any precautions. If the boss needs to kill her, Master Zhongya will never hesitate.

Izumi Jinghua silently held Shiratori Mariko's hand, and held a dagger in the other hand, seeming quite vigilant.

"The leader," she said in a low voice, "it's not surprising to make any kind of decision."

Atsushi Nakajima nodded approvingly.

"Who knows what you guys think," he began to dig through old accounts, "whether it's a reward for me, or anything else"

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, Shiratori Mariko quickly patted Atsushi Nakajima next to her to comfort her.

"It's okay, it was a misunderstanding," she looked at Nakahara Chuya again, "Who are these two?"

"Akutagawa, Higuchi," Chuya Nakahara introduced to Mariko Shiratori, "Members of Hong Kong gangsters can barely be regarded as my subordinates."

He introduced Shiratori Mariko to the two of them again, "This is Miss Shiratori."

The expressions of sudden realization appeared on the faces of both of them at the same time, but the expression of the black-and-white-haired young man was more dull, while the blond-haired girl next to him was more vivid.

Shiratori Mariko nodded to them friendly, and walked to Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka's side.

"Then let's part here, Mr. Nakaya," she said with a smile.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded.

"Let's go, Akutagawa, Higuchi," he said, "go somewhere else—"

Before he finished speaking, the owner of the nearby goldfish stall suddenly took out a metal iron basin from behind.

The boss knocked hard on the iron basin a few times, pointed at both sides, "No one is allowed to leave! Yes, you, and you!"

Shiratori Mariko who was pointed at by the boss was at a loss.

"What's the matter?" she asked suspiciously, "Sir, what happened?"

"The children in your family, standing in front of my stall, will drive away all the customers!" The goldfish stall owner said angrily, "This is absolutely, absolutely impossible!"

He seemed to be really angry, Shiratori Mariko looked into the jar with change, and sure enough, it was empty, probably the boss didn't have many guests today.

"How long have you been standing here?" Nakahara asked Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Ichiyo Higuchi beside him with a headache.

"One hour," Akutagawa Ryunosuke replied calmly, "Master Chuya, I can continue—"

He seemed to be quite confident in standing here for an hour, seriously feeling that he was not doing well enough, and was waiting for the next order.

Shiratori Mariko also looked at Atsushi Nakajima.

Before she could ask, Atsushi Nakajima said proactively, "They were already there when we came."

Shiratori Mariko and Nakahara also looked at each other.

"Sorry," she said politely, "This is our problem. I don't know if you will accept compensation or solve it in other ways?"

The boss looked at Shiratori Mariko, and his tone was a little gentler.

"Well," he said still a little dissatisfied, "let them compete. I think they seem to have a little conflict and just resolve it during the competition, and help me attract some customers by the way."

Seemingly seeing the reluctance of several people, the boss added another sentence.

"—Whoever wins will have a prize!" He said.

It was the first time to hear such a strange request for compensation, Shiratori Mariko glanced unexpectedly at Chuya Nakahara next to her.

She thought of the group of singing and dancing idols she had just met near the temple fair.Are people in Yokohama so weird now? ?

Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa looked at each other.

"Are you going to participate?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

"I will definitely participate," Akutagawa Ryunosuke sneered, "Rento, just wait until you are beaten until you cry!"

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima complained, "You think you've won the game before it even started? You guys, don't be so confident."

The two of them once again spoke to each other one by one.

"Since they seem to be in high spirits," Mariko Shiratori asked, "how about we stay a little longer?"

She laughed a little embarrassedly, "Actually, I also want to try to catch goldfish."

"That's fine," Zhong Yuanzhong also said a little helplessly.

Several people formed pairs, occupied three goldfish ponds, and fished them up with nets.

With their backs facing the street, they didn't see a slender figure wearing a white hat hurried past the goldfish stall and left quickly.