Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

【SideStory】02

When "Yayoi" died, Bishui could sense it.

Dinner was fried chicken, and he was reminding Kotosaka to take out his favorite mayonnaise when he suddenly felt a tight pain in his chest that should be empty.

He couldn't say why, but he instinctively thought of——

Kotosaka was frightened by the power leaked by the king due to emotional ups and downs, and his green hair exploded. Panzhou Tianji also poked out half of his head from the kitchen in doubt, holding half a carrot carved in the shape of a parrot in his hand : "Xiaoliu?"

"Mr. Pan Zhou," Bi Shui Liu slowly raised his eyes, his face was pale, his lips parted, "...Yayoi, something happened."

The carrot was accidentally dropped on the ground, and there was a slap, echoing a long tail sound in the overly spacious and empty underground space.

And then, the appearance and confession of Yushaoshenzi verified Bishuiliu's conjecture.

The furious Panzhou Tianji's guns were pressed against his eyebrows, but Yu Shaoshen Zi still smiled slightly, showing no fear.

He raised the box in his arms: "I brought Xiaoliu...no, the heart of 'Yayoi' was brought back. I just let her sleep for a while. Xiaoliu, Mr. Panzhou, wait until Dresden is captured After the slate, we will meet again in the new world, won't we?"

Even strictly speaking, "Yayoi" is not dead, it is just stripped from the attached heart and returned to the Dresden stone.

The anthropomorphism of power cannot be called death and life.

Yu Shao Shenzi threw the camera to Kotozaka again.

"My teacher made the prophecy about the next colorless king. I have also screened and found the whereabouts. I just waited for the time to come. Xiaoliu didn't plan to use him, against the two kings of green and red, and then took Baiyin Is the king forced to come down? I used a little trick, and I turned into that double, and this video can be used as a prop to disrupt the situation."

Kotosaka accidentally touched the play button of the camera, and four beeps (wooden warehouse) sounded, resounding through the silence.

"...Zi, you won this game. The plan remains as usual."

Looking at the fluorescent lights in the screen, his face was calmer than that of the water, without looking up, he just said calmly: "But you betrayed the trust of me and Mr. Pan Zhou, and hurt our family. You have to pay the price, Zi."

Yu Shao Shen Zi's smile finally faded away.

He willingly knelt down on one knee, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and lowered his head against the water flow: "This is what I deserve."

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The price Yu Shao Shen Zi paid was very tragic.

When Panzhou Tianji attacked, he almost treated him as a bloody enemy... He obviously pretended to be a good-for-nothing uncle on weekdays.

But he didn't say a word, and quietly endured it.

In fact, they all knew in their hearts that the possibility of "Yayoi" coming back was very, very small, and the possibility of becoming that little girl who could laugh and act like a baby was even lower.

But Yu Shao Shen Zi still brought her heart back.

For one thing, the timing of the plan has not yet come, and he must erase any clues that the red group can follow.

Secondly—he knew that even if he knew that this matter was almost impossible, as long as there was still a glimmer of hope, Bi Shui Liu and Pan Zhou Tian Ji would not give up.

The King of Gold will not take the initiative to create another "uncontrollable" existence. If they want to use the Dresden Slate for experiments, their only way is to forcibly seize it.

"Oh, it's really hard to be a bad guy. Mr. Panzhou is too bad-hearted. If I have scars on my face, it won't be beautiful."

Knowing that Yu Shaoshen Zi values ​​face, Pan Zhou Tianji deliberately hit his face hard.

The purple-haired young man lay on the ground, closed his eyes, but in front of his eyes appeared again, under the wonderful day and night co-existing sky, the illusory green fluorescence.

And those dark eyes that are tolerant and compassionate, calmly welcoming death.

After a moment of silence, he sighed and murmured like a dreamer.

"...Don't meet someone like me next time, little princess."

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HOMRA's revenge, like their strength, vows to set off a monstrous flame, let everyone accompany them, and play a song of soul requiem for the dead.

How they spent that night, they couldn't even remember clearly, they just vaguely felt that everything was muddled, and the time was so long that they couldn't see the end at a glance.

However, the process of finding the murderer was not smooth.

But HOMRA is like a mad dog. It has a firm goal, and it clings to it. The movement is so loud that it is about to turn the entire town upside down, and even affects the lives of ordinary people, creating an uneasy atmosphere.

Scepter4 had to stop it.

Inviting Izumo Kusanagi to the headquarters for negotiation, Seri Awashima started formulaically: "I am very sorry that this happened. Although I understand your feelings, according to the agreement of the king, it is strictly prohibited—"

Kusanagi Izumo interrupted her.

Because during this period of time, there were many frictions between the Qing and Chi clans. As the second-in-command, they often deal with each other as "spokespersons", and they have become quite familiar with each other.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiao Shili, I also know that this time it's a bit violent, and it must make everyone uneasy. But don't worry, we will only attack the murderer, and will not hurt ordinary people."

It was a tai chi exercise and a tactful rejection.

Seri Awashima found it incomprehensible: "You have been searching for more than a month, but there is no clue. Even though this is cruel, but..."

"It's 'only a little over a month', Xiao Shili." The young man played with the ZIPPO lighter and wrote lightly, "Our patience is very good."

"What if you never found it?"

"Ah, Xiao Shili's speculation is really sad—"

With one hand resting on his chin, Kusanagi Izumo's eyes were hidden behind the sunglasses, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly, only his voice seemed to be smiling and joking, telling a firm answer.

"Then keep searching. Find the day when HOMRA perishes."

Overwhelmed by the overflowing complex emotions in the words, Seri Awashima didn't know how to deal with it for a while—this was the first time she saw Kusanagi Izumo, who was always calm and rational, showing such emotions side.

But Kusanagi Izumo waved his hand, provoking the next target to come to the appointment.

"Also, Xiao Shili. I am here this time to request your assistance on behalf of HOMRA. I hope that Scepter4 can temporarily share information and monitoring systems with us."

Seri Awashima thought this person was crazy: "Impossible! Scepter4 has never had such a precedent. Kusanagi, you have surpassed!"

"Don't be so quick to say no. It's okay to let us be the first case?"

Habitually, he wanted to smoke a cigarette out of his pocket, but found nothing. Kusanagi Izumo was stunned for a while, then he restrained his dazed expression, and smiled reluctantly.

"Some of the kids in our family are very good at hacking. Even if Scepter4 doesn't disclose it to us, it's just a waste of time. Instead of wasting effort and manpower, and hurting feelings, why don't we be quicker? It's a good thing for Scepter4 to end early Bar."

"—It's a well-founded statement. I'm almost convinced, Kusanagi Izumo."

The voice belonging to the third person sounded in the reception room.

Kusanagi Izumo put one hand on the back of the chair, turned his head to look back, and met the man's gaze.

The other party pinched his chin and nodded lightly: "In that case, then, I agree."

Seri Awashima looked at the person who suddenly appeared at the door, his expression lost control for a moment: "...room chief?!"

"Ah. Of course, the open authority is limited to the first level of 'Pinlan', and the candidate... is that 'Fushimi Saru Hiko', right? Only he can participate. And, I request HOMRA to contact us at any time Inform the action plan so that Scepter4 can evacuate the general population in time."

In fact, Munakata Reisi's conditions can be considered harsh, but Kusanagi Izumo agreed without even thinking about it.

He was a little surprised: "Honestly, I thought your Excellency would at least have to bargain. After all, Zhou Fangzun looks very disgusted with Scepter4's appearance."

"Well, I really don't like it at all. But at this time, probably no one will care about such trivial things."

Kusanagi Izumo shrugged, picked up the coat hanging on the hanger next to him, and nodded slightly to the two: "Then that's it. Fushimi will be here in the afternoon. Excuse me, please excuse me."

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It wasn't until Kusanagi Izumo left that Seri Awashima frowned, hesitating whether to speak or not.

"Awashima, when it comes to controlling floods, it's better to block the flood. Haven't you noticed? To this day, Zhou Fangzun... that man hasn't stepped out of the HOMRA bar since that night."

With his hands behind his back, Munakata Reiji watched Kusanagi Izumo's thin but straight back through the window.

"He is now a dry firewood that has been soaked in fierce oil. Just a little spark can set him on fire—unless he and HOMRA are prepared to kill him and HOMRA completely, no one can stop this revenge."

I remembered that summer afternoon, the little girl who could extinguish the most dangerous red king, the fighting spirit, with just one word.Zhou Fangzun, who is like a big cat with a smooth hair and a docile appearance, can be listed as the number one cold joke in Scepter4.

Munakata Reisi suddenly felt a little regretful.

After truly becoming the "King", it was like stepping into a brand new world, and naturally distanced himself from everyone.Either respect or fear, the king is always alone.

Apart from the other kings, the little girl named "Yayoi" is the only one who has no fear in her eyes.

Must be a very interesting person, right?

It's a pity that they only met twice.

"Time is too short..."

Seri Awashima sighed when he heard the king with his back turned to him, in a tone that was rarely tainted with "human" emotions.

"It would be great if this farce could end sooner."

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What finally stopped HOMRA was the prophecy from the seventh king, the king of colorless, three rounds and one word.

——He told Zhou Fangzun to stay calm and wait for the winter.

Believing in the judgment of the "prophet", Izumo Kusanagi temporarily stopped the search plan.

Fushimi Saruhiko, who had been soaking in Scepter4 for dozens of days, was finally able to pack his things and leave the rival headquarters full of blue uniforms.

His eyes were blue and black due to lack of sleep, his face was pale, his brows were full of tiredness, and his body was also soaked in a strong, bitter coffee aroma.

Before he left, Munakata Reiji extended an invitation to him.

"A master of hidden weapons and a top-notch hacker, it would be great if I had one too. Fushimi, you probably don't adapt to the style of doing things 'over there', right? If you hate this world, why don't you use your own power to build a world that you want?" the world you want?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko paused as he left.

He turned sideways, took a serious look at the King of Blue for the first time, and suddenly sneered: "Indeed, all the people in HOMRA are idiots who don't use their brains to fight. If you said this to me in the first place, maybe I should quit --I reject."

"Huh? Why? You refused so simply."

Munakata Reishi was not angry, but was rather interested in the reason: "It means that the timing of my extension of the olive branch is not right? I thought the hidden weapon master would be the one who is not trapped by emotions, and is more rational and cold-blooded."

What can we do?

Who let a wayward Haiguazi girl break into his world without any explanation, and without any refusal, broke open the locked door of his heart and dragged him into the wider "outside".

After being led away from "home" by her, she led him into a new place to return to.

That old joke came out of the corner, Fushimi Saruhiko waved his hand and walked away without looking back.

"Sorry, civil servants are too poor."

Waiting at the door was Anna Kushina.

She piled up the red and white dresses and headbands in the closet, and she took over the red and black dress, as well as the little top hat with the secret story hidden in it.

Except for that long silver-white hair, at first glance, it seems that Yayoi Aoki has not left.

But Fushimi Saru Hiko would not admit his mistake.

He walked up to the dazed little girl, and said in a cold voice, "You are not her."

"Hmm! I know. I know... But, in this way, I want Yayoi to see, what I can see. And, Yayoi said, I will be a great 'hero'."

Kushina Anna stretched out her hand, grabbed Fushimi Saruhiko's sleeve, and said word for word seriously.

"I will protect everyone in HOMRA. So will Fushimi-kun."

Fushimi Saru Hiko was very perfunctory, and changed the subject impatiently: "Tsk. It's not your turn to protect anyone. Next time, don't go out alone, it's been a mess recently."

"But Fushimi-kun's eyes are crying—Yayoi said that Fushimi-kun is very smart, but smart people have a lot of troubles, and their hearts are more fragile. They need to be protected."

As if she didn't feel that she had said something embarrassing at all, after Anna Kushina finished speaking, she pulled him and walked in the direction of HOMRA.

"Fushimi-kun, we're going home."

"…………what."

The boy's voice was low and silent.

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When Seri Awashima went to deliver the documents, he saw Reiji Munakata who was standing at the window, lost in thought, and asked subconsciously, but was asked a mysterious question.

"Awashima, is Scepter4's salary low?"

"Ah? Ah...that, Chief?"

I don't know where this came from, but the deputy chief, who has become numb from the habit, reflexively recalled his salary slip.

"...In addition to various allowances, in general, I think Scepter4's benefits are very good. If you need other people's reports, I will transfer to the Finance Department later."

"No, sorry for the trouble, Awashima."

Munakata Reiji shook his head, walked along the corridor to his office, whispering thoughtfully.

"Weird. This 'something's missing' feeling..."

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The first snow in winter, the silver-haired boy in the video, became the target of HOMRA.

Many things happened, and the whole town was panicked, but HOMRA has always been consistent, and will never stop until the murderer is burned to the bone.

The silver-haired boy claimed to be the new colorless king.

Only kings can kill kings, so Zhou Fangzun was ready to "kill the king".

Munakata Reishi wanted to stop him - he couldn't be said to be a friend, but Zhou Fangzun was also the only one he could chat with as an equal and not be afraid of him.

On a snowy evening, the back mountain of Academy Island.

When Munakata Reisi handed the cigarette to Zhou Fangzun, Zhou Fangzun didn't pick it up, saying that he quit smoking.

Reiji Munakata lighted it for himself, and couldn't help laughing: "I heard that not only you, but also the lighter, your second-in-command Kusanagi Izumo, also quit completely. It's incredible."

"Ah." The Scarlet King curled his lips lazily, as if joking, "After all, I'm going to live a long life."

Munakata Reishi shook the soot: "If you want to live a long life, leave here. Killing the king is too much burden for you, and you will definitely lose your sword, Zhou Fangzun."

"...But, the task of longevity, I have already done my part,"

Stated the agreement that others could not understand, Zhou Fangzun clenched his fists, put on a posture, and his eyes were burning: "Munakata, come on, try to stop me. That guy must die, and I must kill him—unless I die first .”

Munakata Reishi saw it clearly.

——That look is calmly facing the dead.

He lowered his eyes, restrained his anger, and drew his knife out of its sheath.

"...Unreasonable!"

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In the end, Zhou Fangzun personally killed the colorless king who was trapped in the body of the silver-haired boy.

The red sword of Damocles lost its luster and began to fall downwards.

He felt satisfied, and stretched out his hands, as if welcoming something.

The body was quicker than thinking, Munakata Reiji stabbed the knife into Zhou Fangzun's chest, right in the middle of his heart.

Feeling the obstruction of the knife point piercing through the flesh and blood, and hearing the sound of blood dripping on the fresh snow, Munakata Reiji couldn't help closing his eyes.He paused for a moment, then retreated silently—

The incredible blue light in front of him forced him to lose his attention.

The fatal wound on Zhou Fangzun's body recovered under the blue light, and the sword of Damocles, which was only a few centimeters away from the top of their heads, dissipated and reappeared in midair.

——It was a brand new scarlet sword of Damocles without any scars or wear.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the two fell on Zhou Fangzun's waist: on the silver waist chain that rang with bells, there was also a Q-version lion doll with red mane that did not match the painting style of the Red King.

From the mane, a small humanoid paper shikigami emerged and floated in front of Zhou Fangzun's eyes.

It is engraved deep in the memory, that little girl, with a cheerful and crisp voice.

"Respect! Didn't expect that? I brought you back from the brink of death!"

"Really... how old are you this year? Have you quit smoking? Listen to what Mr. Izumo and Tatara said, eat and sleep well? Don't tell me that I'm not even 30 years old, then I'm really going to be mad at you."

"I made this 'stand-in doll' with Ibaraki's blood. Fortunately, Ibaraki was generous and let me save a small jar. The doll can 'die' five times for you, but without this time, there are only four. Time!"

"After this time, according to the research data, you should have a new sword of Damocles. I also performed the pulling technique on the puppet, and it will bear the pain of overflowing power on your behalf. As long as you take good care of it As a human being, I don’t think it’s a problem for a puppet to persist for decades…it should be.”

"It's very hard for me to do this! So Zun Absolute, absolutely cherish it!"

The little girl spoke, her voice hoarse slightly.

"Respect... I hope you live well. Even, even if I'm not by your side, no matter where I am, I will pray like this."

"I think you spent every day happily with everyone in HOMRA."

"...It's a pleasure to be here. I'm sorry I can't be with you all the time. I'm really, really sorry."

With a faint sob, the paper shikigami lost its support of spiritual power and burned itself out.

Reiji Munakata looked at Zhou Fangzun.

Zhou Fangzun looked up at the gloomy sky under endless snow, and smiled lightly.

"Look, Munakata. I just said, I want to live a long life, right?"

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In the second year, Zhou Fangzun's 25th birthday was also the anniversary of Yayoi's death in the first year after his "death".

No one expected that when they came to HOMRA upon receiving the notice, they would see a beautifully decorated party scene.

"Happy Birthday - King!"

Ten bundles of Duo Duoliang pointed the small salute gun at Zhou Fangzun with a smile, and pulled it away, letting the colorful papers fall all over the opponent's body and all over the ground.

Hatta Misaki's face was stiff: "...That, that, Brother Tosuka? Brother Kusanagi???"

Kusanagi Izumo hesitated for a moment, but Tokusu Tara took the conversation away.

"It was suggested by Anna! She said that if Yayoi could choose, she would also like to meet lively. I think it makes sense, and she also wants King to celebrate his birthday."

During this time, Anna Kushina staggered from the kitchen, brought a beautiful red cake, pushed it in front of Zhou Fangzun, then quickly jumped off the chair, and put the oversized HOMRA family portrait prepared earlier on the table.

It was the masterpiece of ten bundles of Tatara who were once passionate about photography.

Yayoi Aoki was also inside, smiling brightly.

Climbing up on the chair and sitting opposite Zhou Fangzun, Anna Kushina looked at the young man with bright eyes and a bright smile, "Happy Birthday, Zun!"

And Fushimi Saru Hiko took the first piece of cake.

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Later, the King of Gold passed away, and the conspiracy of the Green Clan surfaced.

In order to fight against Bishui Liu, he returned to the ground, but changed his body, and now the King of Silver, who should be called "Izona Society", hopes to unite the red, blue, and silver clan alliance.

After the battle meeting, the Silver King stopped the Red Clan.

After hesitating for a long time, he still decided to tell HOMRA completely and exactly what he got from the King of Gold——

Everything, including the identity of "Yayoi", the cause of her death, the real murderer, and the acquiescence of the King of Gold.

In NEKO's words, at that moment, she thought Zhou Fangzun would kill him.

But Zhou Fangzun didn't do anything in the end, he just agreed to the alliance and the only requirement - Yushao Shenzi, must be handed over to HOMRA.

"...It's really scary, this Red King. Speaking of which, that little lady also said like a prophecy, that one day, I will return to the ground."

NEKO tilted his head and looked at him: "Xiaobai?"

"No, nothing, NEKO."

The Silver King gently stroked NEKO's hair, and said in a firm voice, "Everything will end. The Pandora's Box that I opened will also be closed by myself."

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The Silver King let himself drop his sword, and with the sword of Damocles, destroyed the Dresden Stone.

death than the flow of water.

Yuzhu. Tower. Collapse. Falling soon, but Panzhou Tianji has no intention of fleeing.

Holding the mysterious box in his arms that never left him, he put Bi Shuiliu's already icy body on his lap, sat on the edge of the cracked stone slab, and tied the messy hair behind the boy's ears.

"Xiao Liu, Yayoi, we are all ghosts who escaped from that nightmare. Now, it's time to end this long journey together."

"Don't worry, uncle, I will always be with you."

"...Good night, see you later."

Yu. Pillar. Tower. Collapse. Collapse.

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Scepter4 was busy maintaining order, and the people of the Silver Clan were busy looking for traces of their king, while HOMRA didn't care at all, and only cared about chasing and killing the fleeing Misao God Zi and Gojo Susana.

Fushimi Saruhiko was the first to find Yushao Shenzi.

But just as Yu Shaoshen Zi was about to fight, the well-known "Hidden Weapon Envoy" boy just sneered and stepped aside to escape.

Yu Shaoshen Zi narrowed her eyes, uncertain in surprise, but still had a smile on her face: "What does this mean? Fushimi Saruhiko."

"I won't let you die, don't worry."

Fushimi Saru Hiko was playing with the concealed knife, and out of the corner of his eye he could see his own eyes reflected on the blade.

He suddenly said irrelevantly: "The reason why you can stand here is because she doesn't want to kill you—do you think that if you seal Yin Yang, she will have no power to fight back? She has a very capable chain .”

Even if she couldn't kill Yushao Shenzi, she could definitely trap him.

But... she was useless.

"Since she didn't kill you, why should I bother? You go. If you delay any longer, you won't be able to go even if you want to."

Impassively looking at Fushimi Saru Hiko, Yu Shaoshen Zi raised his sword and left: "Susana, Kotosaka, move faster!"

"Ah, that's right. Speaking of it, it seems that someone threw a lot of messy things on her. It is said that anyone who hurt her will be cursed."

When the remnants of the Green Clan fled without looking back, Fushimi Saruhiko smiled slightly, slipped the dagger into his sleeve, and whispered softly.

"I don't know if it's true...but I will make it real. Yu Shao Shen Zi, try to live longer."

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after that.

The Dresden Slate is destroyed, and there will be no new superpowers in the world.

However, since the divine power will gradually change the body of the believer, and it cannot be reversed, the existing superpowers will not completely lose their superpowers, which may be [-]% to [-]% of what they used to be.

Therefore, Scepter4 has not been canceled by the government—probably, they will also become the last "Fourth Branch of the Household Registration Division of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau".

Without anyone, the earth will continue to rotate. It is always said in the book that time will smooth out all scars.

At least on the surface.

When a child is hurt, he will yell and want the whole world to know; the maturity of an adult is to learn to cover up all the pain with a smile.

Every year, Zhou Fangzun's birthday party, ten bunches of tatara will be held lively, and Kusanagi Izumo will still put the original family photo in the most conspicuous place.

Kushina Anna has grown taller and braver, but she is still keen on all kinds of Lolita-style red and black dresses, and wears the little top hat that has been carefully treasured.

The most painful thing about losing someone is not just being forced to accept the heartbreaking reality.

But in the long and countless hours later, an accidental and inadvertent small detail made you feel that that person left, and that person occupied the corners of your life.

For example, when ordering food, Kusanagi Izumo accidentally bought two children's desserts.

Or when looking for Anna Kushina, she was found to be missing, curled up on the small bed in Yayoi Aoki's house.

Or maybe, when the jingling "Zun Bell" rang in the bar, he would subconsciously look for that little figure beside Zhou Fangzun.

The heart is empty, and time will produce ugly scabs, barely covering the bloody wound, whitewashing the peace, but people can't help touching it again and again, even if it hurts, they want to prove its existence.

Because the little girl named "Yayoi" left nothing but memories.

If even they have forgotten—then in this world, who else can know that there is such an existence that has been here before?

She will be born in longing, and die in the departure of the last person in HOMRA.

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I feel that it is quite complete, and I can stop here. I really like the part that ends here.

Because a garbage forced HE is below.

It's really embarrassing hot chicken HE, but you are not allowed to slot me, because I have racked my brains very hard! ! !

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One day.

According to the informant, recently there is a group of outsiders who are not very honest and seem to have a history of abducting, selling, women, women, children, and children. Therefore, Fushimi Saruhiko, who is firmly in the third position of HOMRA, was sent by Kusanagi Izumo Go visit and visit.

As for the original NO.3 ten bundles of Tara, he probably belongs to the "mascot" column together with Kushina Anna.

Walking on the road, Fushimi Ape Bigu heard some annoying obscene words from afar.

I don't know which family's eldest lady it is, and she doesn't bring a bodyguard. She is wearing an overly gorgeous and exaggerated classical kimono. Walking alone in the red light district here, it's no wonder that she will be stared at.

Fushimi Saru Hiko was originally impatient to talk to such a fool, he clicked his tongue irritably after he had already passed the intersection, but turned his head and turned back.

Just do a good deed that day.

"Hey, you guys, just stop there. People who wear this kind of material are not something you can provoke."

Recognizing Fushimi Saru Hiko, they ran faster than rabbits, and disappeared in a flash.

Fushimi Saru Hiko didn't care, turned around to leave, but suddenly felt his sleeve sink.

He frowned and turned his head, but met a pair of eyes like ink.

"Fushimi-kun! That's great...the road in town has changed a lot, I got lost just now! Huh? Fushimi-kun has grown a lot taller. Has it been a long time now?"

The black-haired girl tugged at her sleeves, chattering non-stop, ignorant of the willful style of "rejected", very much like a sea melon seed girl in my memory.

Fushimi Saru Hiko's voice was very soft, as soft as a dream.

"...Yayoi?"

"Yeah! Fushimi-kun," Yayoi Aoki gave him a hug, "I'm back."