Only 100 days left in life

"It's Fei Jiajun," Shiratori Mariko said in surprise, "Why are you here? Do you have a job, or are you here for dinner?"

She handed the menu to Rose Nagasaki next to her, "I thought you were at home."

"Just finished work, I just came over to have a meal," Fei Jia replied, and walked in by the way, "Well, there seems to be no place around."

He looked around, "Then I'll wait a while, you eat first, don't worry about me."

Shiratori Mariko looked around the restaurant upon hearing this.

Indeed, the tables in the restaurant at this point are basically full of people sitting, only a certain guest near their table seems to come alone, so the chair opposite the table for two is still empty.

"I'll think about it." Mariko Shiratori hesitated for a moment, then looked at the people around her, "Can you guys?"

"It doesn't matter to us," Zenin Maki put her arms around her chest, "It doesn't matter."

Shiratori Mariko nodded, and called the waiter, "Can you move the chair over there?"

She pointed to Fei Jia, "This is my friend, maybe we can go together. Just add a chair."

The waiter nodded and moved the chair over.

After finishing ordering, Zenyuan Maki looked at Fei Jia who came over with great interest.

"Is he your friend too, Shiratori?" She looked at Shiratori Mariko, "He looks a bit like Mr. Dazai."

"Oh, I'm not the only one who thinks so!" Knotabagi Yuhito immediately became excited, "Yes, it really seems like it!"

When he met this guy for the first time, he felt that this guy and Mr. Dazai were definitely, absolutely the same kind of person.

"It is indeed my friend," Shiratori Mariko took the bell from the waiter, "Fei Jiajun, you are a very nice person, and you are also very good at cooking."

She smiled, "Now I live next door to my house, a neighbor."

Chanyuan Maki nodded thoughtfully, "It sounds very powerful."

"Sorry, but who is Mr. Dazai you just mentioned?" Fei Jia asked shyly, "I lost my memory before."

He laughed, "If they look similar, maybe they are my relatives? Can you explain in more detail?"

"It's not the looks," Nagasaki Wild Rose complained, "It's the feeling. It's that kind of (especially fake) smile or something."

She and Fu Hei briefly introduced Fei Jia to the second graders, and then moved the chairs in unison, leaving him the seat farthest from Shiratori.

On the opposite side of that seat was Zenyuan Naoya, who was full of impatience and seemed not interested in this kind of food at all.

As someone who is also unpopular, Chanyuan Naoya sat on a wooden chair, almost showing the expression "I really despise this kind of common fast food" on his face, seeing Fei Jia sitting near her No big reaction either.

Of course, he didn't say hello to Fei Jia, but just nodded meaningfully.

After bowing his head and ordering food on his mobile phone, Fei Jia looked around him.

He tentatively talked to Zenyuan Naoya, "Well, this lady——"

Naoya Zenyuan, who had been approached countless times in the afternoon, blurted out conditioned reflex, "I won't give you your contact information, give up."

As she spoke, she pushed the chair towards Fu Heihui again.

Fu Heihui, who was looking at the phone, raised his head unexpectedly, and glanced at the two of them.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing," Fei Jia said perfunctorily, "I think this young lady may have misunderstood me."

"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding," Chanyuan Naoya shook his head, "It's just that this kind of common people are simply not pleasing to the eye."

"Ah, no," Fei Jia said awkwardly, "I mean—" I just want to change seats with you and sit closer to Shiratori.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zenyuan Naoya again.

"Want to talk about life philosophy and ideals?" Zenyuan Naoya, who was already on guard, became even more vigilant, "Don't even think about it, it's absolutely impossible."

She took all the bags that were originally on the table on that side this time, "Don't come here."

"Well, I just want to change positions," Fei Jia explained before Naoya Zenyuan could say another word, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that."

Why can the person in front of me distort to such an extent?

"What? You don't even let go of the seat I've been sitting on?" Zenyuan Naoya became even more disgusted, "You're so weird. Can you stay away from me?"

She didn't want to sit with this guy at all.

It's weird, really weird.

When she was a man before, she wasn't so disgusting, okay?

Fei Jia:

"No, you may be thinking too much," he said with a gentle smile, "I can change the chair with you directly. Don't get me wrong, it's just that this place is too far away from the table."

On the other side, the Nagasaki briar was almost full of shopping bags.

She lay down on the table and rang the dining bell, "Ah - I'm so hungry! When will we be able to serve dinner?"

"Wait for the meal bell to ring," Shiratori Mariko who was sitting next to her sighed, "then you can pick it up yourself."

She pointed to the other side, "There should be a paper cup for a meal later, and you can go directly to the beverage machine to pour soda and juice."

Seeing that Nagasaki Yarosaki seemed to have been controlled by hunger and her face was blank, Shiratori Mariko laughed.

She accurately picked out one of the shopping bags, "Dangdang! Guess what I bought?"

After a round of guessing, no one got it right, so Mariko Shiratori had to reveal the answer.

She opened the bag and distributed one to each of them, "It's the freshly made dried fruit I bought when I went to the store. The snacks in this store are pretty good, and I like them very much. Since the meal is not ready so quickly, Is it good to pad your stomach first?"

Holding the dried fruit in her hand, Nagasaki Wild Rose let out a low "hmm".

She stuffed sweets that she didn't usually like into her mouth, and couldn't help but look at Shiratori Mariko.

Shiratori Mariko was holding the phone, as if answering someone's message, with a gentle and calm side face.

Seeing Wild Rose looking at her, Shiratori Mariko smiled at her, "What's wrong?"

Rose Nagasaki shook her head, "It's nothing."

Shiratori Mariko thought about it, and pushed her share of dried fruit to her.

"It should be ready soon," she said, "I'll go and see what the number is now."

"Then you go," Nagasaki Wild Rose gathered the shopping bag next to her, "Be careful."

She watched Shiratori Mariko stand up, step over the shopping bag on the ground and walk to the dining table.

"It feels great to be with Shiratori, right?" Zenin Maki next to her said with a straw in her mouth, "Comfortable and comfortable?"

Rose Nagasaki nodded.

How can there be such a person?Cute and gentle.

When staying with Shiratori Mariko, I always hope that time will pass more slowly.Just a little bit slower.

Soon, everyone's dishes were served.

In twos and threes, they went to get drinks back, and everyone sat down again, ready to eat.

"I'm gonna start now!"

After saying this, Shiratori Mariko deftly took a spoon full of rice and stuffed it into her mouth.

The unique aroma of curry mixed with the umami taste of omurice is chewed together, mixed with cut into small pieces of potatoes, beef and carrots, this taste is full of earthy satiety, people unconsciously want to speed up The speed of eating.

On the one hand, the passion fruit-flavored jelly is sweet and sour, and the ice-cold grape sparkling water can almost wipe away the fatigue of shopping for half a day.

She eats fast, but obviously, someone is faster than her.

It didn't take long before Yuzu Yuhito raised his head.

"I'm done eating!" He said with a smile, "It's a great curry rice, Shiratori's eyes are so good!"

"It's fine if you like it," Shiratori Mariko said with a smile, "Is it not enough? Do you want to add another bowl?"

She pointed to the other side, "This restaurant offers free meals."

Knotabagi Yuhito touched his stomach and pondered for a while.

"Well, I think it's really not enough," he stood up, "I'll just go by myself!"

Chanyuan Maki stood up silently, "Then I will go too."

"So it's not an unlimited extra meal!" Knotabagi Yuhito was a little tangled, "I thought it could be added all the time! Generally speaking, free extra meals mean unlimited supply?"

"The store manager's eyes are not right," Fu Heihui said helplessly, "No matter what, at least I should leave some for others."

"But it's true that you haven't eaten enough," Zenyuan Maki interrupted, "Knotweed, are you full?"

Knotabagi Yuhito nodded.

"I'm full," he was a little surprised, "Senior Maki, aren't you full?"

"Barely full," Zenin Maki said, "That's fine."

She clapped the flashlight in her hand, causing the light to flicker, "Instead of worrying about this, why not worry about your next mission."

"Yes," Shiratori Mariko led the way with a bag, "Speaking of which, have you decided on the location of your next mission?"

"Ah, not yet," Yuzu Yujin asked uncertainly, "Has our mission been decided, Fuhei?"

"No," Fu Heihui replied concisely.

After a while, Mariko Shiratori opened the door with the key, and Megumi Fukuro, who was standing beside her, reached out and pushed the door open.

Then he saw Fu Heisher sitting in front of the TV, lazily watching the game, and there was a pile of paper-like things on the small coffee table in the living room.

Seeing them enter the door, Fu Heisher turned his face, glanced at them, said "oh", then turned his head back uninterested.

Until Fu Heihui left with the rest of the college students, he did not express any other opinions.Like it doesn't matter at all.

Fu Heihui didn't say anything else.

The two father and son ignored each other tacitly, as if the other did not exist.

Shiratori Mariko was a little helpless in this situation, but she couldn't think of any other way.

While changing her shoes, she asked, "Has Mr. Fu Hei eaten?"

"Well," Fu Heisher replied lazily, "I have eaten."

Then he focused on watching TV and stopped talking to Mariko Shiratori.

The horse race happened to be broadcast on TV, and the camera jumped to the auditorium. The excited crowd waved their hands, seeming to be more excited than the players on the field.

"Does Mr. Fuguro like horse racing?" Mariko Shiratori walked to the side of the sofa curiously.

Then she clearly saw that there was a pile of things like horse racing tickets piled up on the coffee table in her home, which was very valuable, not the amount she would buy normally.

Shiratori Mariko froze.

"Well, I, let me ask first," she said hesitantly, "the living expenses I transferred to you before"

"Oh, that," Fu Heisher pointed at the table indifferently, "it's all here. I just bought these."

As if he didn't feel disgusted enough, he clicked his tongue.