Yokohama Script Team

There was a sudden silence in the air.

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongye's seemingly persuasive words came out, the person who led him here moved and raised his foot forward. Zhongyuan Zhongye's pupils shrank, and he rushed over to hold his shoulder like lightning before the person slipped away.

"Hey, you bastard—"

Nakahara Chuya's words came to an abrupt end. The black-haired girl was grabbed by his shoulders, and she did not move in shock. She turned her face in the dark environment and looked at him sideways as if she were looking at a stranger. Her jade-colored pupils shone with gentle light. When you look closely, it looks like a deep pool, with a cold tone that is inadvertently repulsive.

The inhuman part of Nakahara Chuya's body began to resonate under these eyes.

Zhong Yuanzhong also choked out the second half of the sentence: "...What are you running for?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also loosened his grip.

Subconsciously believing in this person, Zhongyuan Zhong also stubbornly ignored the silence of the person in front of him, still grabbed the other person's shoulder, quietly blocked the route with gravity, held back the question for three years, he must ask clearly today!

Apologize afterward!

The orange-haired boy has a rich expression, and you can tell what the boy is thinking without guessing.

Makino Chihime stared at Nakahara Nakaya for a while, then slowly shifted her gaze down, saw the pair of feet off the ground from the coats of the same style, and fell silent.

Nakahara Nakaya, who is sensitive to where his gaze falls: "..."

He blushed: "Where are you looking! I'm only ten years old, and I'll grow up!"

Makino Chihime blinked her eyes, and lightly broke away from the shackles of Zhongyuan Chuya, stood a little further away, looked at Zhongyuan Zhongya at the same level, put her hands in her pockets, and responded softly: "Yes."

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a bad expression.

He floated more than ten centimeters above the ground: "Who the hell are you..." Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his voice and asked, "Can you break free from my gravity?"

There is no defeat on Radium Bowl Street, and Nakahara Nakata has sharp eyes, and won't run away if he can break free?

why?

"Because you caught me." Pacing closer to the boy who was vigilant, the distance between the two soon became only one step, and Zhong Yuanzhong also suppressed the instinct to retreat, still vigilant.

As if the girl didn't realize it, the hand stretched out from under the white coat was placed in front of Nakahara Chuya, and she made a handshake attitude. The white-clothed black-haired girl laughed silently: "Aren't you looking for me, Chuya?"

How did she know what she was thinking?

[Is it a supernatural power? 】

Makino Chihime maintained the posture of reaching out her hand, and smiled with bent eyes, "It's a supernatural power."

The orange-haired boy's eyes widened.

Yes, has this kind of ability?

"I'm your older sister, Chuya." As if the excitement wasn't enough, Chihime Makino added another piece of news that had blown up Chuya in the Central Plains: "According to the ethics of human society, Chuya and I are also siblings, the same Born, born in the same place."

Zhong Yuan's eyes straightened, "You are not..." Human?

Makino Chihime said: "I also have a feeling."

That's right, not only this meeting, but many times before, Nakahara Chuya's body is much more honest than his brain, and he longs to get close to that attraction.

Warm--

— as if you have relied on it for a long time.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment, looking at the person who was one step away and holding out his hand stubbornly, his thoughts drifted away.

elder sister?he has a sister?

Is he not the only one pursuing this relationship, but also the other party?

Nakahara Zhong also raised his hand stiffly to hold the girl's slightly cold fingertips, his eyes drifted down uncontrollably, and then turned back quickly.

"I said... It's getting late, do you want to go to my place?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought of the other party's ability to break free from his ability, shook his head and wanted to take it back, Makino Chihime quickly said: "The place where Zhongya is, is it 'sheep'?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback.

"I want to see where I am."

The residence of "Sheep" is a stretch of connected bungalows. Radium Bowl Street was originally built by people in the deep pit after the explosion according to the terrain. Because of its shape, it was named "Radium Bowl Street" by local residents. Compared with Radium Bowl Street, Another name is equally famous: slums.

Qian Muye's world slums have long since disappeared, and wars between countries are even rarer.

People with the lowest incomes are mediocre.

And this one seems to be based on the current "Two-dimensional" world.

In front of Chihime Makino, the slums that can only be seen in textbooks are reproduced.

Most of the houses on Radium Bowl Street are dilapidated, made up of a pile of materials that will be eliminated at the construction site, lacking in aesthetics and stability, barely able to shelter from the wind and rain. Maybe it can't even keep out the cold.

Three years after the bombing, Radium Bowl Street existed for three years.

It seems that neither the government nor the local organizations have thought about taking over the trouble, filling up the deep hole, and letting people build unsightly houses at the bottom of the hole, becoming a no-management zone.

This is the cancer of the city.Makino Chihime thought to herself.

Zhong Yuanzhong also copied his pockets, kicking away the trash cans on the road as usual, the sound of "ding dong" was heard far away, and the two stood in front of the "sheep" station.

There were a few lights on inside the resident, and Zhong Yuanzhong also stood outside with a hesitant expression. He regretted inviting people here. A place like Radium Bowl Street is very different from her living environment, right?

Nakahara Chuya's regret did not show on his face, but his shoulders drooped and he was a little dull.

"I've been here many times, and each time it's darker than the last."

Makino Chihime's expression was blurred in the night, and Nakahara Nakaya could only see a standing figure in a white coat, standing at the boundary of Radium Bowl Street, and said softly:

"It shouldn't exist."

The words that were so light that they could be blown away by the wind entered Zhongyuan Zhongye's ears, and Zhongyuan Zhongya tried hard to distinguish, and murmured: "Your words... those who don't know think you are a government servant."

Makino Chihime turned to look at him, if she was a government official in the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

"go in."

Makino Qianji didn't twitch, and walked towards the "sheep" station with a normal expression.

When the lambs in charge saw the familiar white coat, they waved. Chihime Makino's obviously wrong height made the lambs alert. Looking carefully, was it a girl in Chuya's clothes?

"Wait, who are you!"

Makino Chihime nodded to them, smiled and did not answer, Zhong Yuan Zhong also followed from behind, stood beside Makino Chihime wearing a coat of the same style, and waved casually:

"There is no danger, this is the person I brought."

The lambs trusted Nakahara Chuya, and they were relieved and asked curiously, "Who is she? She doesn't look like someone from Radium Bowl Street."

Although the girl in white tried her best to blend into the environment of Radium Bowl Street, trying not to appear disobedient, that elegant temperament looked like a famous lady to the lambs, no, she was really a famous lady, right?

The gossiping eyes of the lambs couldn't help but turn around the clothes of the same style.

"Zhongye, it's not your family who came here."

"That's right, Zhongya, both of you have the same clothes, what's the relationship between you?"

"Isn't it my sister based on her age? Zhong also found her family!"

"Cough, she is..." Zhong Yuanzhong gathered his clothes uncomfortably, his cheeks flushed slightly under the ridicule of his companion, and his eyes fluttered, "Well, it is...my sister."