Accompanied by the roar of the whistle of an old-fashioned steam locomotive, the red-painted iron train stopped at a small station in the mountains and forests.
A young girl wearing a high school uniform struggled to pull a pink suitcase into the car. She looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and her fair skin was so soft that it seemed like she could squeeze water out of her mouth.
She also wears a childish kitten hairpin and carries a Hello Kitty hairpin on her back, and has a youthful aura all over her body.
Akira Sakurai is not interested in this type of girl because she does not have the charm of a mature woman like Mr. Nami.
But the girl had a pair of beautiful long legs. To keep out the cold, she wore black stockings with white stockings on top. Her high breasts made the school uniform tight, and her curves vaguely revealed the exquisite temptation of an adult.
If this girl were to apply some coquettish makeup and put on sexy clothes, Sakurai Akira felt that he wouldn't mind a change. But in order not to attract the other party's attention, he deliberately lowered his eyes.
He believed that this girl would definitely come to him.
Sure enough, the girl who was looking around after getting on the bus soon discovered that in the packed car, there were only a few empty seats around Akira Sakurai.
The universal wheels of the suitcase made a sound as they scraped against the iron floor of the carriage, and the girl walking alone pushed aside the flow of people and walked towards her destination.
Chu Zihang, who was also eating eel rice, calmly swallowed the last bite of egg-coated rice and covered it with a disposable lunch box. There was a black tennis bag on the right side of the seat.
Sakurai Akira is confident in his own charm. After injecting Molotov cocktail, the dragon's blood will bring incredible charm to people.
So when the girl passed by and was still hesitating where to sit, Sakurai Akira just raised his head and glanced at her, and the confused girl obediently sat down opposite him.
"The box is so heavy. Is Madoka riding alone in the car?"
Akira Sakurai picked up the girl's suitcase and placed it on the luggage rack above the train. He turned around and asked with a smile.
"Hai! It's a person."
The girl jumped up and stood upright, speaking loudly as if answering the teacher's question in class.
"But how do you know my name, sir?" The girl's eyes seemed to reveal clear stupidity.
"My name is Akira Sakurai, and I am a magician. I know your name because we are destined to meet." Akira Sakurai looked at the cloth cat doll hanging on the girl's Hello Kitty backpack and embroidered it in an inconspicuous corner.
The word "Little Yuan" is written on it. The smile is mysterious and weird.
"It turns out he is a magician. Mr. Akira Sakurai is so amazing!" Madoka bowed and sat down again, clapping her hands and exclaiming.
"Cough cough cough!"
Sitting with his back to them, Lu Mingfei, who was devouring his food, choked on a mouthful of rice and almost spat it out. Under Caesar's murderous gaze, he drank guiltily and suppressed it.
Fortunately, passengers were getting on and off the bus at this time, and Akira Sakurai, who was keeping a close eye on his prey, did not notice this incident.
But he felt that his behavior just now was very childish, like a Christmas party for elementary school students. The boys held the transformers and said I will become the light, and the girls said with bright star eyes that it was awesome.
In the past, when he said these words, a hot woman in the bar would sit next to him and say: "No wonder my heart beats faster when I see you."
"Mr. Sakurai, are you traveling alone?" Madoka asked.
"Go to Otaru."
"What a coincidence, I'm going to Otaru too."
If this were a classic Japanese drama with the theme of youthful love, then this clip could be the beginning of a couple's journey, a healing story of mutual redemption between an innocent high school student and a down-and-out magician.
It's a pity that Sakurai Akira is getting more and more tired. He doesn't have time to waste time chatting up a high school girl who doesn't know anything. It's obvious that a girl about the same age as her has been doing aid communication for several years.
"Why do you want to go to Otaru?" Sakurai Akira had no choice but to hold her back with wrinkled questions.
The girl also keenly noticed Sakurai Akira's brows frowning unconsciously, and carefully replied: "I want to bury Xiaomian."
"Xiao Nian?"
"Xiao Mian is my cat."
The girl took out a beautiful ceramic urn from her backpack, with a cartoon image of Madoka and a little black cat holding hands painted on the outside.
Akira Sakurai breathed a sigh of relief. At least there were girls of high school age among the law enforcers, and it was impossible to carry around a temporary urn of burned cats.
"Tell me about you and Xiaonian."
His body sank into the soft back of the chair.
"Xiao Nian and I." The girl thought seriously for a while, "Then we should start from when I was a child. I had autism when I was a child, and please Mr. Sakurai not to tell others."
"certainly."
Akira Sakurai looked at the girl who lowered her head and did not dare to look directly in the eye, and realized that her behavior and dialogue were the sequelae of autism.
They learned the dialogue between characters by watching TV, so their speech was extremely stiff.
From this point of view, they seem to be quite similar. They are both two people who are looking longingly at the world in the bustling world, lonely with each other, and both think that one day warm snowflakes will fall on them.
"I have been autistic since I can remember. I couldn't speak until I was five years old because my parents always quarreled. They would throw things in front of each other and curse each other..."
While Sakurai Akira seemed to be patiently listening to the girl's memories, Lu Mingfei had already started to wink at Caesar.
The Jakiki Hachi family is really full of talents. The female secretary following Minamoto Kasaki has such superb acting skills that he didn't even recognize it was Yabuki Sakura for a moment.
Even if they get closer to Akira Sakurai, they will attract each other's attention, but she can sit directly across from this guy without any suspicion.
"Because I have autism, my parents never take me out except to the hospital. That was the first time I saw a real cat. It was soft and small, hiding in the sleeves of my pajamas." Xiao Yuan said,
"Although it can only meow, every meow is different. It's just that I can't understand what he's saying, so I'll learn to talk to Xiao Nian."
"You want to learn to talk to a cat?" Sakurai Akira thought it was completely ridiculous.
"Yeah." Xiao Yuan nodded vigorously, "I learned to talk from Xiao Nian. He always talks in a low voice and doesn't yell and quarrel like his parents. I think he is like a cat elf in the mountains."
Akira Sakurai found that this stupid girl was really funny. Even though his eyes fell on her beautiful body, he just talked about his cat spirit.
"What happened next?" He asked casually while moving the travel bag in his arms and using the small mirror on the side of the bag to reflect the girl's legs in stockings.
"Later, our secret was discovered by dad. When he saw Xiaomi, I could already call the cat's name in Japanese. Dad was very happy that day and built a small cathouse for Xiaomi.
Sticky became part of our family from then on.”
The girl's eyes were filled with excitement, as if the cat was hiding in her bright pupils.