Only 100 days left in life

In the morning, the house of vines.

According to the plan discussed last night and the information obtained from the inquest, Mariko Shiratori, who is disguised as a man, and Fuheshier will enter Hana Street together with a box containing rice beans.

If it goes well, with the background she made up, she can probably catch up with the oiran road in the afternoon.

However, since the people in Fujinomiya are not very good at makeup, in order for Tanjiro and others and Zenin Naoya to enter Hanakai smoothly, they had to get up early with Shiratori Mariko and wait for Shiratori Mariko to put on makeup for them one by one.

Tanjiro and Zenitsu were pretty well-behaved, and they would not resist Shiratori Mariko's manipulation, but Inosuke twisted and twisted on the chair, as if a nail had been sprinkled on the chair.

As for Chanyuan Naoya, she had a cold face since she was woken up in the morning, as if someone owed her 180 million, full of impatience.

Shiratori Mariko speeded up as much as possible, yawned after finishing the makeup of several people, and began to pack her cosmetics box.

These things are to be brought into Huajie. Although Shiratori Mariko has prepared a new one in advance, it is best not to miss it, after all, it is quite troublesome to get it back home.

Stuffing the last portion into the box, Shiratori Mariko pressed the buckle and lifted the handle, but Tanjiro pulled the sleeve.

"Miss Shiratori," he dressed as a girl said worriedly, "you must be careful when you are alone."

Leaning in the corner, keeping silent all the time, Fu Heisher, Naoya of the Chanyuan, who just ignored him and deliberately came over to talk, sneered at this moment.

He glanced lazily at Tanjiro, then yawned again, looking quite bored.

"Ah, I'm sorry," Tanjiro apologized subconsciously, "Miss Shiratori and Mr. Fuguro should be careful together."

He said a little embarrassedly, "I don't know if we can be assigned to a store."

Shiratori Mariko laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's talk about it later."

She comforted Tanjiro, "I will try my best to move around in several stores, don't worry, after all, I am an adult."

It's okay to fight, but at a time like this, it would be too bad to let the children rush ahead.

She exhaled lightly, and stood up, "After we part, don't touch the makeup on your face, listen to Mr. Yu Mao, I will wait for you at Huajie."

Yuhao Tianyuan nodded arrogantly, "Shiratori is right, it's all up to me, do you understand?"

Zenyuan Naoya rolled his eyes indifferently.

She stretched, "I'm going back to my room. Call me when I'm leaving."

Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke nodded obediently.

This made Yuhao Tianyuan feel better, he grabbed the three boys and talked a few more words, and then walked outside with Shiratori Mariko.

"I will send the four of them into Huajie in the evening, and then you can stand a little outside and pretend that you don't know each other." It seems that because of today's task, Yuhao Tianyuan took off his makeup, It seemed a lot more refreshing, "I will go to Shiren's house in the first house. If Shiren's house doesn't keep you, go to the next house. If no one keeps you, come back first. We can sneak in in the middle of the night. "

Shiratori Mariko nodded, "I know."

According to Umo Tengen's plan, the four people, including Zenyuan Naoya, will be distributed to three stores, so that two people will be in the same store.

"Try to stagger me and Zenyuan Naoya," Shiratori Mariko said, "In this way, we can take care of the two children separately, and Mr. Umo can take care of the child who is alone."

Those three little ghosts who are not gorgeous at all, and almost have a catastrophe, still need to be taken care of?

Without saying this, Umo Tengen simply nodded, and watched Mariko Shiratori and Fukushiel walk towards the direction of the tram.

It was almost noon when Shiratori Mariko arrived at Yoshiwara Flower Street even though she set off on the early morning train.

Through the yellowed windows of the tram, she could vaguely see the lanterns hanging on the heights of the storefronts, fluttering in the wind.

"This is Yoshiwara Flower Town," Shiratori Mariko held on to her hat, as if chatting with her followers, "I'm a little surprised."

She walked off the tram slowly, with a smile still on her face, "I've never been here before."

"Oh, is that so?" A man who got off the car here with them answered, "This is a good place."

He looked at the gate not far away, and smiled meaningfully, "There are countless love-hate entanglements between men and women-this is the place. But you are a bit early, um, if you catch the noon 'Zhang Jian' Room' is not bad, it's not too early."

Fu Heisher glanced at the strange man who spoke to him, but didn't speak.

He changed into the clothes prepared for him by Fujinoya early on, carrying a suitcase in his hand, and stood lazily behind Mariko Shiratori, scanning the surrounding environment casually, but did not notice anything unusual.

Shiratori Mariko smiled at the stranger beside her, and took the opportunity to have a chat with him.

After learning most of the information from this kind-hearted man, Shiratori Mariko thanked him for his explanation, and walked inside with Fuheshier.

When she walked into the gate, she found that there seemed to be many well-dressed women sitting on the outermost floor of the house. A wooden fence separated the world inside and outside, and there were men walking outside. Inside is a woman waiting for a "destined person" to pass by.

Seeing a newcomer walk in, the girls stretched out their arms one after another, inviting her and Fu Heisher beside her frankly and warmly.

A few brave ones even touched the hair ropes they carried with them, and threw them at Fu Heisher.

Shiratori Mariko froze for a moment.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Fuheshier beside her, and saw that he was full of usual expressions.

Seeing the stunned look of this thin and pale young man, many wandering girls inside laughed, teasing and trying to tease her to speak.

Shiratori Mariko waved her hand in embarrassment, and avoided the woman in this area.

Such a youthful reaction made the proprietress at the side at the time unable to hold back her laughter.

She looked at this weak and gentle young man, "Don't you come here for pleasure? Why did you reject them?"

"Ah, this." Shiratori Mariko laughed, "It's really not."

She glanced at the small box in her hand, "I heard that you are still short of people, is it?"

The proprietress sized Shiratori Mariko for a while, and she could easily see that the clothes and gestures on her body were not children of ordinary people, but she didn't know what these young masters came up with

"We are really short of manpower here. It's not that I'm complacent. At that time, Renwu was considered a famous shop here," she said with a smile, "But this job may not be suitable for you, sir."

Shiratori Mariko glanced at the proprietress.

"You may have misunderstood me," she explained, and took out another box from her pocket, simply opened it, and spread it in front of the lady boss, "I didn't come out to have fun."

The proprietress recognized it as makeup powder at a glance, took a little tentatively, and wiped it on her wrist, it had a smooth texture.

This gentleman is a cosmetics businessman?Are you here for business?But the quality of the things he took out made her a little bit moved. The oiran of their family still needs to meet valuable guests tonight. If they can use it, maybe it can get twice the result with half the effort.

"Please come in with me," the proprietress immediately became polite, "How about we go in and talk in detail?"

"Don't make things difficult for this gentleman," a woman's laughing voice came from the fence beside her, "Ma'am, we all think this guest is really cute!"

A few of them patted the sisters beside them, "I think the one next to him is more—"

"Understood, you children," the proprietress waved her hand and cursed with a smile, "Be quiet for me, and don't let other families lose our face!"

She straightened up, took Shiratori Mariko and walked towards the door of Shiren's house, and told the teenage girl beside her to make a cup of tea.

Until Mariko Shiratori stepped into the room at that time, she could still hear the laughter of the girl behind her.

Reluctantly, she stepped inside and sat opposite the proprietress of Ren's house at that time, "I'm really bothering you. Although it's a bit of a joke, I came here to realize my youthful dream."

Fortunately, before leaving, she discussed the general situation with Mr. Sanshikiya. Mariko Shiratori skillfully compiled a life experience for herself with the help of the industrial strength of the Sanshikiya family.

Her family has been engaged in cosmetics for generations, and Shiratori Mariko is the youngest son of this family. He has studied abroad and returned to China not long ago, and made up a miserable life experience for himself.

Although what she said was a little vague, the proprietress on the opposite side also roughly guessed the specific process, and seemed to have more sympathy for her because of this.

"My dream is to hope that everyone will recognize that my makeup skills are extremely good, and spread out the cosmetics I brought in front of the proprietress one by one, "These are the cosmetics I took away from home and later formulated.Rest assured, some items are unsold, while others are already on sale.Here is my practicing certificate. "

Then, with a sad tone, she revealed that her family did not support her plan, and revealed the purpose of her visit today.

"I hope I can stay here with you," Shiratori Mariko said, "The person next to me is a bodyguard hired by my father, and I'm bothering you too. I can pay a moderate amount of remuneration, and please allow me to do makeup for the girls in the shop "

Speaking of cosmetics, the proprietress hesitated again.

If it is said that the person who is more well-known at present is undoubtedly Li Xia, the star oiran in the store, but it is absolutely impossible for her to hand Li Xia over to the young man in front of her to make up with just a few words.

In the end, she called another wandering girl, "If you don't mind, can this gentleman try it out with her later? I can take you to a place to stay first."

No matter what, the proprietress is still very tempted by the cosmetics that have been sold, and it is not a big deal to vacate a room for this.

Shiratori Mariko paused, smiled and nodded.

"Of course," she said easily, "but let me try it now."

After a while, the wandering girl who had almost changed her appearance looked at herself in the mercury mirror in disbelief.

She reached out to touch herself, but she didn't dare to destroy such delicate makeup.

Seeing the results in front of her eyes, Mariko Shiratori breathed a sigh of relief.

She wiped off her sweat, held You Nuu's shoulders, and led her out of the prepared room, "Ma'am, is this okay?"

The proprietress was almost a little surprised.

Although the makeup look was not too different from the previous one, there was a clear difference in the texture, not to mention that the makeup almost covered up most of the blemishes, adding a bit of charm to the girl's face.

The proprietress took Yu Nu's hand, asked her how she felt in detail, and then looked at Mariko Shiratori.

She was obviously very moved, but still kept her reserve, "You must be very tired, please come with me."

At noon, I can make an appointment with this gentleman for dinner. In this case, I might ask him to do Li Xia's makeup in the afternoon.

Shiratori Mariko nodded, followed behind her, and walked into the room that was just vacated.

It was originally a reserved room for guests to stay overnight, but now it has been cleaned again, and there is a bouquet of gorgeous flowers on the table.

"I've wronged you for the time being," the proprietress said politely, "If you need it, you can come to me."

The proprietress smiled at Shiratori Mariko, "I hope you can enjoy your stay here. Ah, speaking of it, I actually forgot—what should I call you?"

She folded her hands on her knees. Although her face was old, she could still see a little grace.

"You can call me Shiratori," said Mariko Shiratori, "others call me Shiratori."

She looked at the young woman coming and going outside the house, "After all, the real name is not so valuable here, is it?"

Most of the women who entered Yoshiwara came from poor farming families, or were sent here because of debts, or fell here because of poverty.

Most of them have only a simple first name and no last name.

"White Bird?" The proprietress laughed and complimented, "It's a very good name. A bird with white feathers, free and unrestrained, is completely opposite to a place like Yoshihara."

The flower street in Yoshiwara is like a huge golden birdcage, imprisoning all people in it, and it is impossible to get rid of it.

Shiratori Mariko accepted the compliment with a smile.

She held the cup in her hand, suppressed the tension in her heart, and still had a gentle smile on her face, "Then, I will trouble you to take care of it during this time."

"Small things. And what is the gentleman's name?"

Madam looked at Fuheshier who was beside Shiratori Mariko, and her voice softened, "What should I call you?"

Although this is not the first time this kind of thing has come across, Shiratori Mariko still feels that Fuheshier's face is really popular everywhere—except for the high school of magic and Yokohama, it is everywhere. Bar.

Looking at the gentle and careless look of the lady in front of her, she felt that perhaps this kind of treatment was just for a big man to come to Huajie.

Fu Heisher, who seemed to be very proficient at this, laughed lazily.

"Blackbird," he said perfunctorily.

Shiratori Mariko: At least perfunctory people should find a better name!In this way, it seems that she also reported a fake name? !

She smiled helplessly, "He's always been like this, please don't mind."

Near noon, the bright sunlight poured into the house and fell on Shiratori Mariko's hair and shoulders.

The young man kneeling in front of her had gentle and clear eyes, with a faint smile, "Thank you for your tolerance."

The proprietress paused for a moment at Mariko Shiratori's smile.

She waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay"