Only 100 days left in life

"Hey, how about this one?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose held a piece of clothing, gesticulating critically in front of the fitting mirror, "It doesn't seem to be able to bring out my beauty."

After struggling for a moment, she picked up another dress she had chosen before, "Miss Maki, will this one be better?"

"Ask me?" Chanyuan Maki touched her chin, "I don't really like this style, but if you wear it, it feels pretty good."

She pushed her glasses and fell down on the sofa again, "It's so boring, I remember there is a game console upstairs! How about going to fight later!"

Nagasaki Wild Rose ignored the second part of her sentence, and glanced at the others, and found that the unreliable second-year senior dog Curly Thorn was squatting with Pang Da at the edge of the balloon stand at the door, poking them one by one.

The chubby Panda seems to be regarded as a giant panda doll. Occasionally, a child pulls an adult to ask for a photo, and it is quite cooperative.

As for Zenyuan Naoya, who was wearing a kimono with a straight face, Naozaki Kizaki had no desire to ask questions at all.

She turned her eyes back to the students of the same grade, "Knotweed, Fuhei, what do you think?"

Fu Heihui thought for a moment, "The one on the left."

And Knotaba Yuhito, who was leaning on the sofa, raised his hand and asked, "Well, is there any difference between these two colors?"

Immediately, he got a critical blow, "Ahhhhhhhh, it hurts!"

"Of course it's different," Nagasaki Yarose said mockingly, "Idiot, haven't you heard of such a thing as chromatic aberration?"

"But even if there is a color difference, it doesn't have much impact," Knotaba Yuhito scratched his hair, "it's just a little bit."

He looked at it for a long time, and chose to give up, "Choosing clothes is not suitable for me at all. It's so complicated."

"Is that why you only come out wearing a hoodie on your days off, Knotzaki," Kizaki Wild Rose rolled her eyes, "It gives me a bit of taste!"

She walked slowly to the finale Mariko Shiratori, "Shiratori, what do you think?"

"Me?" Mariko Shiratori pondered for a moment, "I think light colors look better."

She stood up, shook off the two clothes, and compared them to Nagasaki Wild Rose one by one, "Well, the light color looks better, and it matches your skin tone better. Would you like to try it first?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose nodded, "Then I'll try it first!"

She walked into the fitting room with arrogance, and then walked out confidently.

"How is it?" Rose Nagasaki turned around, "Isn't it great?"

Indeed, she is very suitable for this match. The light orange top and short and neat denim shorts, paired with her shoulder bag of the same color, look clean and neat, with a refreshing and lively feeling.

"Sure enough, the light color looks good," Shiratori Mariko nodded, and said flatteringly, "I think it looks good."

She laughed, "After all, Wild Rose is handsome and beautiful, no matter how you match it, it won't look ugly."

Seeing her smile, Nagasaki Wild Rose paused for a moment.

Shiratori Mariko's eyes were clear and bright, and the soft indoor lighting softened the contours of her face, and seemed to loosen up that point.

She is simply wearing a shirt and trousers today, with her hair tied up in a bun, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"Shiratori, don't you want to buy clothes?" Wild Rose Nagasaki naturally jumped to another topic, "I think there are some clothes that seem to suit you."

She pulled up Shiratori Mariko who was sitting on the sofa, "Go! I'll take you to buy it!"

Shiratori Mariko who was pushed up by her blinked her eyes in a daze.

"Hey, hey, why suddenly—" She didn't react a little bit, "May I help you pick it together? Haven't you finished shopping yet?"

"Come on, come on! Anyway, if you earn money, you have to spend it! I invite you!"

The sunlight has completely disappeared outside, leaving only the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves shrouded in darkness.

But in the brightly lit and bustling Tokyo malls, the daytime jubilation continued.

Walking and walking, Shiratori Mariko fell behind because of her physical strength.

Although other people are very accommodating to her, Shiratori Mariko is not too embarrassed to let her friends wait for her to rest, so she simply said that she walked slowly and asked them to go to other game stores first, and made an approximate meeting time .

To be honest, she is really not very interested in fighting games.

Resting while walking, Shiratori Mariko passed by a shop that sold dolls.

Her figure is clearly reflected on the clean and dust-free glass, just like when she was a child, but this time the eager child has become an adult, who can already afford any of the dolls inside.

Mariko Shiratori walked over unconsciously, blinked close to the window, and could clearly see the cute and clean doll bear inside, lying on the dark flannel with her friends, smiling happily at passers-by.

Before she could do anything, someone patted her shoulder.

"Here you are," Fu Heihui, who didn't know when he returned, handed her the milk tea, "I went to buy it just now."

This teenage boy stood beside her like this, obviously he was still an underage child, but he seemed to be more considerate than an adult.

"When did you buy it?" Mariko Shiratori took it in surprise, "Let me check the taste..."

Her eyes lit up, "Hey, it's matcha flavored!"

Fu Heihui responded in a low voice.

Just when he was hesitating whether to help her open it or not, he saw Mariko Shiratori insert the straw in a jerk, saw that it didn't overflow, and hurriedly took a sip.

Because of the impatient movement, a strand of Shiratori Mariko's hair fell from the side, but she didn't notice it at all.

It was like a hamster guarding food, gnawing the hard-earned food in a hurry.

Fu Heihui bent the corner of his lower lip.

Milk tea is naturally delicious, especially the matcha milk tea with a lot of ingredients.

The drink mixed with a rich and mellow tea aroma mixed with the refreshing coconut fruit slipped into the mouth coolly, which made Mariko Shiratori unable to hold back, and took several sips in one breath.

After relaxing contentedly, Shiratori Mariko felt a bony hand touch her cheek.

She froze, "...what's wrong?"

"Some hair is hanging down," Fu Heihui said concisely.

He pinned the falling hair behind his ear before realizing that he was acting a bit out of line.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Shiratori Mariko instantly understood the action, "You are so kind, Fukuro."

Her eyes crooked, "Please."

Fu Heihui coughed uncomfortably, and turned his head slightly, "Where are we going next?"

He glanced at his watch, "It's more than seven o'clock... It's still a while before the agreed gathering at eight o'clock."

Seeing Fukuroi looking at her, Shiratori Mariko smiled a little embarrassedly, and then noticed that there was no milk tea left in his hand.

"Fu Hei, don't you want to drink it?" She shook her milk tea, a little confused, "I thought you bought it for yourself?"

Fu Heihui shook his head.

"I don't like milk tea," he replied, and looked around again, "If you are tired, sit down for a while."

"Okay," Shiratori Mariko nodded.

So Fuguro Hui found a place on the side, and signaled Shiratori Mariko to sit down, while she took out her mobile phone from her sports bag, and lowered her head to send messages to other people.

Shiratori Mariko took a sip of the milk tea in the cup, sat on her seat and looked at Fukuroi quietly.

"Fu Hei," she asked hesitantly, "I'm sorry, but I still feel a little concerned... Do you have any conflicts with Mr. Fu Hei?"

Fu Heihui raised his head.

"Why do you suddenly remember to ask this?" He was a little at a loss.

"When I was leaving, I saw you arguing with Mr. Shir, so I was a little concerned." As if feeling that it was a bit inappropriate to say this, Shiratori Mariko added, "If you feel embarrassed, don't say it. it does not matter."

Holding the cup, she laughed, "After all, I don't know much about Mr. Shier, but I'm friends with Fuhei, right? If Fuhei doesn't like him, I'll tell Wutiao to replace him." gone."

Fu Heihui stopped his movements.

"Ah...no," he said hesitantly, "it's not what you think... Well, in fact, he is my biological father."

"Ha," said Kizaki Wild Rose who came out from behind in surprise, "is he actually your father?"

She naturally squeezed in between the two of them, and handed things to Zenyuan Naozai, "Fu Hei, you never mentioned your family. If the idiot told us before, we wouldn't even know you have a sister!"

"Hey, don't give me anything," Chanyuan Naoya frantically caught the thing that was suddenly thrown over him, "I'm not a commoner, and I will never let you do it—"

Shiratori Mariko turned around and smiled at her, and Zenin Naoya turned a corner, "——It's not impossible to help with something."

She found a place far away from Shiratori Mariko and sat down. Obviously, the previous incident had cast a great shadow on her.

Shiratori Mariko turned back, holding back the smile on the corner of her mouth.

And Nagasaki Wild Rose, who was circling around, couldn't believe that the reactions of the people around her were so dull.

"No, you all know it!"

"Yeah," said Yuzu Yuhito, "Fu Hei knew it when he met his father for the first time, and you weren't there at that time?"

He frowned suspiciously, "I always feel like you're there."

"So what if it's here!" Nagasaki Wild Rose said confidently, "Anyway, Fuhei won't care, can I ask again?"

Shiratori Mariko burst out laughing.

"So the relationship is not good?" She asked seriously, "If I have bullied Fu Hei before, I will fire him?"

Fu Heihui pressed the corners of her raised lips.

"No," Fu Heihui replied, who still felt that her biological father was undoubtedly a jerk, "aside from the others, this guy is really strong."

Knotabagi Youroto squeezed into a restaurant with big bags and small bags.

"Here, here!" He piled his things on the resting place, and waved to Shiratori Mariko who was still walking this way, "This is the store, right?"

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

She took out the pre-arranged number from her pocket, handed it to the waiter who came in to greet her, and then led the other seven people to follow the waiter inside.

When I was just shopping, I booked eight seats by the way, but because there were only four tables, the waiter simply put the tables together to form a table for eight people.

"The omurice in this restaurant is very good," Shiratori Mariko said with a smile while waiting, "I think his passion fruit jelly is also very good..."

She tapped on the menu, "What do you want to eat?"

Just then, a familiar figure came over from outside.

"White Bird!" Fei Jia said in surprise, "What a coincidence, you're here too!"