[Three Days, One Issue] Little Date's Flower

To this day, I can hardly forget Mr. Yiqi.

That is a very gentle person.The phrase "Sir" in calling him is neither the teacher's Mr. nor the doctor's Mr., but an involuntary call from the heart to respected people.Is there such a name in private?For a powerful fellow, Lord So-and-so, Lord So-and-so, everyone would call him that.What fits Mr. Yiqi is such a vocabulary with a literati temperament and a little compassion.

During the two years when I was studying in art school, this kind of name was very popular.Thinking about it now, that gentleman really burned himself like a fire, doing many small things without leaving a trace.

The reason why others called him that is unknown.What moved me at first and left a deep memory later was that he supported an old man named Kinoshita.

You know, Osaka in the late Meiji period (1912) was already prosperous in the Taisho era, and there were many Chinese in the Academy of Fine Arts, so most of the students were like me, only those who reached out to ask for money at home. He works around like this just to support a tuberculosis who has no relatives.

He has a good hand at flower arrangement.The money I received from a trip to the Chinese family’s home—about one or two yuan by the standard of my family, that is, the meritorious Viscount, which is equivalent to a few days’ salary of a junior teacher—all was saved and sent out.

Moreover, even in the matter of sending money, he was quiet and never took it as evidence of kindness to show off to outsiders.

I will know only because of winning or losing.When I just entered school and the first-year students hadn't become the first-year students—there was a guy named Cilong at the same level who always liked to talk about the new Chinese.On the day after the opening ceremony, he came back from outside the school and claimed to have seen Mr. Yiqi go down Hulupo and enter a house of a female branch.

Hulupo can also be regarded as a flower street for the time being, but unlike Hua Wuling, it is open to the poor based on hotels.You can stay overnight for a penny or two, and the women are pretty and mediocre, and it is common to hear stories of picking up guests while sick.

Going to a place like this to have sex with prostitutes is always disgusting.However, if he is wronged, it means that the character of the rumormonger is really not very good. —I hope it's the latter.In particular, Cilong deliberately emphasized his identity as the adopted son of the Fujiwara family by "new Chinese" and "new Chinese", and made insinuations everywhere, which made me even angrier.

All right!Let me see what's going on!

So I saw it at the foot of Calabash Slope.

It was the evening before the rainy season.Not far from the coast, where you can see Jiaodao in the distance, strings of gourd vines are growing very well.The tender green vines formed a bridge, and Mr. Phase I walked from the slope to the beach, just like walking from the heaven to the world, helping the old man to bask in the sun.

The old man is slightly fat, but his back is lonely, like paper blown by the wind.I heard from a maid before that people with such a thin back usually died once or are about to die.I don't know which kind he is, in short, his steps seem to be staggering, and his consciousness is not very clear.

The setting sun shone down, making his burned face shine brightly.

——It was at this time that I suddenly admired Mr. Yiqi.

That face, even a glimpse from a distance, is terrifying.But that gentleman was very patient, and stayed with him until dusk, and then walked slowly back up the slope, and turned into the house with the house number "Kinoshita" written on it in the alley.

The house number was blocked by gourd vines, and I tore off a few, only to see that the full name is "Kinoshita Hiyoshi", which is similar to Lord Guan Bai's name.

However, female branch girls do not exist!I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.Thinking about it, how could a guy like Cilong, who claims to be noble, really walk down this slope to check?Most of them just glanced at it from a distance, then hurriedly turned and left.

The mood suddenly cheered up.When it comes to saving money, the relationship between Mr. Yiqi and Mr. Kinoshita is obvious to me.A sense of pride arose as if he had solved a little secret.

What a shame!If you feel proud at this moment, wouldn't you be as despicable as a rumormonger?

I waited at the corner of the alley for Mr. Phase I to come out.He was very surprised to see me.

"Date-kun?"

"It's me—I'm sorry, Mr. Yiqi, I followed you and tore the leaf at the door."

This is a subconscious cunning excuse.

When a big mistake is made, deliberately offering another small mistake and a loud apology makes the big mistake seem cute.I often perfunctory my mother like this, and the lies become more and more proficient, so I have always acted as a bad child who can't bear to scold in the eyes of adults.

Sure enough, he was also amused by my straightforward faux pas.

"Can you hear the reason?"

"Because waiting is too boring..."

I relayed to him what Cilong had said, during which Mr. Yiqi just listened silently, with a gentle expression on his face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.But in the end, he said to me very seriously.

"Koike-kun's rumors, Date-kun please take it as the truth."

"Why?"

"It's something personal."

Well, since I was answered like this, it's pointless to ask any more.I granted his request.The next day I met at school, Mr. Yiqi gave me a pot of chrysanthemum as a thank you for keeping the secret, and the matter was over.

——If there is no such thing as Tsubaki.

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* Meritorious Viscount: The Chinese can be roughly divided into the Wu family Chinese, the public Chinese and the meritorious Chinese.The titles of the samurai and the public are awarded according to blood inheritance; the meritorious Chinese are given titles for their contributions in the Restoration and wars, also known as the Xinhua.Most of the old Chinese with a long history don't like the newcomers very much. In 1884, the Chinese Order was promulgated, and the Chinese were divided into five levels: Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron.